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Doctor

By: Pagen



I sat on the couch waiting to be called. A man in a white coat opened the door, looked at the papers in his hand and said "Miss Bailey? Come this way."

I followed him into the room. "Have a seat." He said, indicating the exam table. I sat down, put my hands in my lap and looked at him. He was a handsome man in his early thirties with a short, brown hair and sexy, blue eyes.

"I am Dr. Jim." He said shaking my hand briefly. "What can I do for you today?"

"Well, I have this friend...and I want to make sure that I please him." I said nervously.

"In what way do you want to make sure that he is pleased?" Dr. Jim says looking at me.

"I want to make sure I feel right. I want to make sure I taste right, look right. I want to make sure I can perform properly for him." I say feeling a small tingle between my legs.

"In what areas do you want me to examine? Do you have a problem in a certain area?" Dr. Jim asked, looking me over.

"In whatever areas my friend might want me to perform. I don't think I have any problems. But, that is what I want you to tell me." I said looking into his eyes.

"Well then I think you need a full body exam." He said laying his papers down and going to the sink. "Please remove all of your clothing and lay down on the table"

I quickly removed my clothing and lay them over the extra chair in the room then laid down on the table. As I stared at the ceiling, I heard him making small noises that indicated he was preparing for my examination.

He walked to the table, stood by my stomach area and said, "There are several tests that I can perform to determine if your body will be satisfactory to your lover. The first will be visual. I can see your eyes are bright and clear. Your mouth is full and the lips are generous and pouty. Open your mouth." I complied by opening my mouth wide. "Yes, your mouth and throat are deep and wide." He said as he peered into my mouth. " Your breasts are full and quite a bit more than a handful. Your skin all over is a nice pale, ivory with pink patches in all of the right places." His eyes moved further down my body. "Your pubic region is trimmed nicely and...oh I see you have shaved the lips bare. Very nice." He stated. "Lips are pink and full. Hmmm...very nice." He picked up his chart and made several scribbles on it. He put the chart back down, looked at me and said, "Let's move onto the rest of the exam. Now you must understand, I will not wear gloves for this test because I must be able to feel you body with my hands and fingers. Gloves prevent that."

I nodded my understanding. He placed his warm hands on my breasts, rubbing and squeezing them gently. His eyes focused on my breasts as his touches became firmer. "Let's see how your breasts taste." He said as his mouth came down on my breast. His hot mouth fastened on my breast, sending shivers through my body. "Mmmm." I felt his tongue flick my nipple and then lightly bit it. "Your nipples are very hard. Wonderful response." He said, moving onto my other breast. His hands kneaded and caressed my breasts and nipples skillfully as he murmured his approval.

He removed his hands from my tingling breasts and moved down to the end of the table between my feet. He pulled the stirrups out of the table. "Now scoot all the way down and put your feet in the stirrups." I did as instructed. "Spread your legs wide." I let my knees and thighs relax so that I was open wide for his examination. I immediately felt his fingers caressing my pubic area. His fingers stroked the satiny softness of my shaved skin. "Hmmm...nice and smooth. I am going to take a closer look." He said as he spread my lips open to peer at my distended clit. "Oh yes...very good. Your clit is nice and swollen, begging to be touched." I felt his finger circle around and around my clit, sending shudders of anticipation through my body. "Very good." He murmured.

I then felt his warm breath on me. His wet tongue licked me up and down in wide strokes, then he zeroed in on my clit. He sucked and bit my clit making me moan with pleasure. He pulled his mouth from me and I felt him insert a finger into me. "Yes...very, very nice. You are hot and very wet. Very pleasing." He slowly pumped his finger in and out of me. His other hand came up to rub my clit as his finger started to pump faster into me. My body started to tingle even more as I felt an orgasm build inside me. I felt another finger added to his pumping. His other hand rubbed and flicked my clit harder now. My orgasm was about to ready to explode. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling he was giving me, and soon the waves and spasms of my pleasure shook my body.

"Excellent. Excellent. Let's continue." He said as he turned to the counter behind him. "I need lubrication for this part of the exam." He returned with a large tube of lube and proceeded to lube his finger generously. "Your friend will want to access this part of your body also." I felt his finger probe around my ass. "Yes...nice and tight." He said looking up at me.

His finger pushed against me a little harder. Finally, with one shove, his finger was in my dark hole to his knuckle. It felt wonderful. He worked his finger in and out as I began to relax. "Yes, yes. Relax and this will be better for you." He encouraged. "It will help if your friend rubs your clit." He said as I felt his other hand begin to dance on my clit. "Let's see how much you can accommodate." He paused, then I felt another finger press against me. He inched both of his fingers into me. Soon he had resumed his pumping of my ass. I felt his fingers widen, stretching me open. "Oh yes, very good." he praised.

Suddenly he stopped, looked at me and said, "Shall we continue the exam?"

"Yes, please. Please don't stop. Continue." I begged, wanting his attentions to proceed.

"Fine. Let's see how your friend will feel inside you, shall we?" He asked as he unzipped his pants. His uncut cock sprung out proudly.

"Take your feet from the stirrups and turn over." I did as directed, bending over and laying my upper body on the table, my feet on the pedestal. He stepped onto the pedestal at the end of the table and I felt his fingers probe for my opening and then his cock replaced his fingers. He slowly eased his hard cock into my wetness. He let out a small groan of pleasure. "Oh yes. Very good." He said huskily. His fingers were back to playing with my clit as he began to rhythmically push in and out of me. I had the wonderful feeling that his cock was filling and expanding me. I felt his fingers probe around my ass again and then ease back into my dark passage. Now, both of my entrances were being pumped open, to my great pleasure. "Oh yes." He moaned and grabbed my shoulder and forcefully plowed into me. "Harder!" I begged. Harder and rougher he drove into me, mercilessly pounding me with his cock. My orgasm erupted over my entire being, causing me to suck his cock even deeper into me. I screamed with my pleasure.

He abruptly pulled from me saying, "Get on your knees and show me how you will please your friend with your mouth." I did as instructed, kneeling on the cold, floor as he presented me with his wet cock. I greedily took it into my mouth, sucking it in deeply. I tongued around his head as my hand massaged his balls. His moans of pleasure became grunts of impending orgasm and I began to suck harder on his cock. Abruptly, he pulled out of my mouth and started to pump his shaft on his own. "Lean back a little." He said. I leaned back on my heels, waiting for the explosion. He groaned and I felt his hot, wet seed spray onto my neck and breasts.

After cleaning myself up and dressing, he gave me my assessment. "I believe, considering your willingness to please and your physical capabilities, your friend will be very pleased indeed." He looked at me and gave me a big smile. "Very pleased."

Doctor



Karl peered out of the window, casually enjoying the excellent view in the distance and the steady flow of people along the road outside his Budapest apartment. As he did so he clutched a tight handful of Serena's thick, black hair and rhythmically pumped his long, stiff dick into her throat.

With her cuffed wrists linked behind her back, Karl's firm grip on her head and the weight of his body pressing her against the wall, Serena didn't have the luxury of taking a break for air or trying to ease her strained throat for a moment or two. The rhythm and the air restriction were causing her to drift into a kind of hypnotic state. She was no longer aware of where she was and Karl had no regard for what warm, wet hole he was using.

He eyed each of the many attractive young women passing within a few feet of him, who were oblivious to the action just beneath the window sill. He tensed as a Mercedes pulled up right in front of the door. The driver got out and opened one of the rear doors. This was it. Yes! A balding, well dressed man stepped out followed by a great beauty wearing a tiny skirt contrasting with a full, loose top. Karl shot his load straight into Serena's throat.

When the doorbell rang, Karl had already ordered the naked Serena to kneel close to the door her mouth still glistening with cum.

"Good morning Mr Herscht, so good to see you at last. I see that Alva is everything that you said she was."

Karl was closely scanning the tall, elegant young woman as he spoke to his guest.

"Greetings Doctor. Yes, she will have a wonderful career with your expert assistance. Many thanks for coming to Budapest. I look forward to completing our contract."

The two men shook hands and Karl indicated to a group of armchairs.

"Please make yourselves comfortable. Serena here will get us some refreshment and will be available for anything that you might need.!

He pointed to the kneeling woman and instructed Serena to bring in some drinks and light snacks. She rose from her knees, bowed her head toward Herscht and went out to the kitchen.

"Please call me Max. Your colleague is very beautiful. Does she always accompany you?"

His tone indicated the curiosity that bubbled within him at having been greeted by a naked woman and an offer of service that was so obviously not referring only to a drink and a bowl of nuts.

Serena was approaching them with a trolley well supplied with a selection of quality refreshment.

"Brandy Max?"

He nodded and Serena poured a large glass for each man.

"Yes. I have done a little work on Serena, and she does a little work for me." he smiled.

Sipping from his brandy, Karl stroked Serena's face down her left cheek.

"Beautiful, as you say. Until she was eighteen, Serena was so sure that she was hideous, she refused to be seen in public, had no job, and never had the university education that she could so easily have taken. With no help from her family and no money, she was so desperate to get help that she made her own way to my clinic after finding me on the Internet, just as you did of course. Serena had a large and livid birth mark on this cheek."

He traced the area with his fingers where the mark had been.

" Careful preparation, several months of staying in my flat while the skin expansion was completed and some fine excision and stitch work produced what you see today. Very expensive surgery. She didn't have a penny, but she did have a promise and she is a loyal lady who is good to her word."

As if to emphasis his words, Karl indicated downward almost imperceptibly with his eyes. Serena dropped to her knees before him.

"I fucked her throat while I was waiting for you to arrive. Her mouth is probably quite sticky with cum now so she will be more than usually pleased to have it refreshed."

Karl opened his trousers and with no further word he pissed into Serena's waiting mouth.

In what was obviously a well practiced routine, he filled her mouth, stopped briefly as she swallowed and then gave her a further mouthful until he had finished. Max and the young woman beside him stared in unconcealed astonishment.

"Whenever you need to make yourself comfortable Max, Serena will will be happy to oblige."

"Now! We have already discussed the requirements for Alva extensively. From our exchange of photos I am quite clear about what needs to be done. You have had lots of time to think about the contract and now you have both met me, are you happy to go through with it?"

For a few seconds there was complete silence. Max glanced towards Alva and seemed as though he was about to say something, but then Alva suddenly burst in

"Please, please Doctor. You must help me. Please do it. Master has told me your price and I am afraid, but I will do anything. I mean it. I will do anything."

"Shhh. Shh!! OK. I understand, but just before we clinch the deal with a final handshake, I will give you one last chance to think about things"

Karl gestured again to Serena and she moved into a position with her forehead on the carpet, her ass high and her knees spread. He called Max over and showed him the fading marks on her ass of what had obviously been a hard caning a couple of weeks ago. Karl pointed out that Serena had no permanent scarring on her body, but that it would be unusual if she did not have some marks from one or more of the implements he used on her when he chose.

Karl went to the dining table and picked up a cane from a range of disciplinary tools that Max and Alva had not noticed before. At once he delivered five, hard strokes across both buttocks in quick succession. Livid welts appeared immediately, but there was nothing from Serena other than quiet, suppressed yelps and some wriggling. Karl invited Max to feel her ass.

He ran his hand over the sharply raised welts and felt the burning heat of hear beaten skin.

"This is very beautiful Doctor, but it must be so hard to bear. I am not sure whether Alva..."

His voice tailed off as Karl had Serena stand with legs apart and her hands clasped behind her head. Without saying anything more, he applied another five cane strokes to her tits and down her belly. Next she lay on her back, clasped her ankles and held her legs wide apart. Karl caned the wide splayed cunt presented to him with another three strokes.

Tears stained Serena's face and she whimpered gently as she was allowed to release her ankles and lay flat. Alva remained trembling on her seat as Karl invited Max to touch Serena again. To continuing encouragement from Karl he moved his fingers lightly over the red striped belly and then to massaging her swollen tits and penetrating the hot, swollen cunt lips with two and then three fingers. Serena writhed and it was obvious from her sopping pussy that it was not only pain that she was feeling at that moment.

It was also very obvious that Max was highly aroused by his examination of the beaten woman.

"As I explained when you arrived Max, Serena is here to make you comfortable. do you wish to take her ass, her cunt, her mouth or all of those?" Herscht was snapped back from absorption in his fondling. Pulling his hand quickly away from her cunt he looked up to Karl.

"But surely..."

Again his voice faded away and Karl interjected.

"Not at all my friend.She serves at ALL times and complies unquestioningly with ALL requirements. Now, allow me to suggest that you fill her throat to begin with."

Serena drew herself up to a kneeling position and Karl hooked her wrist cuffs together behind her back. By now, Max was beyond worrying about whether it was the right thing to do and was opening his trousers. When his rigid tool popped out, Serena moved forward on her knees and took him into her mouth. It didn't take too much encouragement from Karl before Max had a firm grip on Serena's head and was pumping his full length into her throat. For this occasion there was not to be any try out of ass or cunt fucking because he was grunting within a few seconds and he shot his load directly down the well practiced throat.

Serena sucked and licked the softening prick as she was always required to do. While she was completing her job, Karl looked across to the wide eyed and open mouthed young woman that had brought him to Budapest.

"So, Max and Alva, do we have a contract or have you seen enough to call your driver to collect you?"

Max took his soft dick from the gently massaging mouth and self-consciously rearranged his clothing. He glanced nervously at Alva who appeared doll like in her stillness and lack of expression.

"I am not sure Doctor. Your hospitality has quite overwhelmed me. Although we have discussed this so much by email, she is very young and I don't know."

Both men looked directly at Alva.

"I must do it. Please let me do it Master. The Doctor is my only hope."

"Are you really sure." Said Max.

She nodded.

"Yes Master. I'm sure."

"Time for the examination I think." Said Karl. "Please stand in front of me and remove all your clothing."

Having seen many pictures of her, there was no shock or surprise for Karl in seeing Alva in the flesh, but the breathing, perspiring body under your hands is something different. This was going to be a challenging job.

When Alva was ten years old she had been struck by a careering vehicle that failed to stop. She was left fighting for her life with a punctured lung and a large chunk of flesh gouged from the right side of her chest. The medical services of her country were not great at the time, but they succeeded in their main concern of keeping her alive. Slowly Alva recovered quite full health and was growing into a very pretty girl. The ugly and lumpy scar on her chest upset her by reminding her of the horror of that day, but it was only when she moved through puberty and began to develop into a woman that her real distress emerged.

From her very first days, Alva was fascinated by the world of fashion, celebrity and the glamour of the world on her TV screen. She lived for the world in the magazines that she could not buy, but only read quickly and furtively on the shelves of shops. She knew that she had striking looks and with her long, shapely legs she dreamed of modelling. Except that those dreams always turned into nightmares. Nobody would ever be interested in a girl with one luscious breast and one hideous, twisted lump; a knobbly lump with a nipple sticking out from one side; a lump half covered with blotched scar tissue instead of skin.

Not knowing what could ever happen with her life, by her later teens Alva continued to make up well and dress to emphasise her lovely legs, but she had never had a single boyfriend. There were a lot of approaches, but she could not face the thought of undressing before a man and destroying the image that she showed to the world. Everything changed when she caught the eye of Herscht as she boarded a tram. Max ran the largest and most influential model agency in central Europe. He constantly scouted for new girls to build his empire, his wealth , and his ego. Nobody said no to Max Herscht.

Over a lot of charm, a meal and a couple of hours of talk in a luxury club with drinks, Alva could not walk away, but did not know how to explain why she could never be what Max wanted. Inevitably he eased it out of her, she literally signed her life away to him on the promise that he could get her fixed, and then Herscht searched the Internet for the best man in the world to do what had to be done.

"Yes. It's a challenge, but I can definitely fix this. Over a period of time I will stretch the skin all round the breast. We will need an implant to even up the size with the other breast and I will have to re-locate the nipple of course. With careful location of the stitch lines, only we will ever know what has been done in another six months."

Alva's mind was racing. The excitement of looking perfect mingled with the fearful thrill of what she had just seen and the worries about the contract. Master Max had told her that in exchange for being repaired she would be given to this Doctor for three months. During this time he could use her however he wanted and she had just seen what that might mean.

Karl called for a further large brandy for himself and Max. When Serena placed the glasses in their hands, the two men clinked them together and shook hands.

"A deal then. She is mine. She will be yours again in three months and then she will have had a very fine education as well as the most beautiful pair of tits that either you or she cold dream of."

"A deal." Said Max. "She has already learned a lot under my careful direction, but you are Master now, dear Doctor, and I am sure her talents will be developed under your wonderful hand."

"On your knees". Barked Karl very suddenly, and he pointed at both women to emphasise the direction of his order. They dropped to their knees next to each other. Alva glistening with the sweat of fear and trembling visibly, while Serena was still and calm despite the hard use she had already received.

Karl suggested to Max that they should finish their drinks, have a little to eat and then remove their clothing so that they might enjoy some more recreation before he was parted from Alva for so long.Within a very short time, the men were laughing and chatting about what they did in their lives. They relaxed into a state of mild intoxication that was a mixture of the brandy and the situation. As each man told of different women, they compared what they liked to do and how they did it. All the time Serena and Alva knelt in the knowledge that they were to be the subjects of whatever new techniques were being exchanged.

Finally the men agreed that a good rimming was always delightful. They stood and presented their buttocks in front of the girls' faces. Karl, of course, chose Alva so that he could get the feel of a fresh tongue. Serena was doing a much better job as he would have expected, but he knew that he would soon change that. Max appeared to be in a state of ecstasy as Serena's tongue probed deep into his ass and swirled around the super sensitive area. She had an expertise that he had never managed to develop in any of his girls and he was going to go away today with a new determination to provide stern training for his women.

Karl forced Alva's face into ass from time to time and instructed her to push her tongue in further. By the time he'd had enough her jaw ached so much. Master Max had introduced her to sex and required her to be obedient, but he had never made her lick his ass. She didn't really know what she felt. It seemed hard work and Master obviously didn't think she was much good. She was worried that she wouldn't please him. She would try a lot harder. She wanted the Doctor to be really content with her so that he would do his very best with her breast.

Who knows how long Max would have continued having his asshole massaged by Serena's tongue if he had not been interrupted by Karl saying

"I think it is time for Alva to be warmed up a little."

He didn't need to explain himself further. He was picking up a riding crop from the table together with four leather cuffs. Max pulled himself away from Serena's face and snapped his mind back.

"Oh, yes, yes. I see. Please excuse me for a moment, I must take a pee."

Instead of his enquiring glances being answered with where the bathroom was, Karl pointed at Serena and told him to use the facilities provided. While Max was, slightly self consciously, getting his piss to flow into Serena's open mouth Karl applied the cuffs to Alva's wrists and ankles.

He clipped her wrists together behind her back and then secured her ankles to two table legs so that she was standing with her legs spread and her buttocks against the table. Without any further comment, he gripped her damaged tit, stretched it upward and brought the crop down hard onto part of the uninjured flesh. Alva screamed as a livid welt came up immediately in the shape of the leather crop flap. Max flinched and splashed piss over Serena's face.

Karl ignored the screams and continued to crop both tits until he had covered them with bright marks and swelling was distorting their usual shape. Max finished his piss and come over to inspect what had been done to the girl he had been enjoying until he handed her over to this treatment.

Alva was crying uncontrollably and shuddering against the table. Max placed his hand on her left tit. It was strikingly hot and he was fascinated. This was the tit he had fondled and sucked as he fucked her, but it never felt like this. He had given her plenty of spankings and used a paddle and even a cane on her ass, but her tits were completely out of bounds for that sort of thing in his mind. He remembered Serena getting her caning earlier on and he had thought then that he might like to do some of that to one or two of his girls, but with Alva's injury he would not have thought it was possible for her.

There was no discussion about it and Karl was releasing her ankles. He told Alva to lie on her back and he then clipped her left wrist to left ankle and the same for the right side. He told Max to stand above her head and pull the wrists towards him while holding them wide apart.

"I have my women completely naked." Said Karl. "That cunt has got to be shaved."

Alva was splayed before him with her moist, pink cunt lips pointing upwards making a perfect target for the crop which he now used all over her thighs, buttocks and pussy. All her crying, wriggling and squealing had no effect at all and Max held her firmly in place. After ten or a dozen strokes, Karl stopped and unhooked the cuffs.

Both men stroked and felt Alva's scorching skin and discussed whether Max had used her ass. He had, and had he used her from ass to mouth. The answer was yes to that as well. This girl would not need too much work to take her limits to where they had to be. Karl said that he would save fucking her for later, but right now he needed a piss and he looked forward to a change from Serena's willing mouth.

The men lifted and encouraged the still sobbing Alva to her knees. Max held her head tilted back and told her to open her mouth. No man had ever pissed on her let alone made her drink it, but Alva was already understanding that this was what the Doctor did and she was in no state to take any punishment for disobedience. When the first spurt filled her mouth she hesitated, not knowing what to do. Karl had stopped pissing and she realised that now she had to swallow. She did it and that was not a problem. Her mind was drifting away again to the strange feelings all over her tingling body when Karl sharply said "Open" and she quickly opened her mouth for some more. This time she got the smell of the piss and when she swallowed she started to get a feeling that she might throw up. Suppressing it, she opened her mouth again before being ordered and managed to get down a third mouthful. Just as she was thinking that she couldn't hold it down any longer, Karl seemed to have finished and just plopped his dick into her mouth for her to suck clean.

With that the men let her go and she stumbled to the bathroom that Karl pointed out. He smiled as he heard her empty her guts into the bowl.

"In a week or two she will love it." He smirked. Max knew what he was going to do when he got home.



Doctor!



"Doctor Xeon, report to High Command!" Blared the loudspeaker. High Command; One minute you were leading a life of luxury, and the next you were being assigned to some rust bucket, at the far reaches of the known universe, and forgotten.

It wasn't a total surprise, though. It had been a worry of his for more than a week. Oh, he begged and pleaded for her not to report him. He even offered to slip her some purchasing chips, if she'd just forget what she had seen; make believe it never happened... 

~

He was in the examination room with a species he'd never seen before. They captured her only hours before. High Command discovered precious minerals on her home world and decided to set up a mining operation. His job was to mutate a harmless virus, found in her bloodstream, into a deadly plague. Command considered Doctor Xeon's work a last resort; used only if the population turned out to be uncontrollable by any other means.

Everything was going fine. He was nearly though. A couple of minutes later and he would have called security to come and get her, bring her back to the holding area. He'd probably never see her again. The mutation would be a simple procedure; A slam dunk! But Xeon had a bad habit of letting his personal needs overpower his common sense.

"Doctor?"

"Yes. What is it?" Maybe if he hadn't been so harsh in his response to her?

"I was wondering if, well... Would it be alright if I left a bit early?" Nurse Zolac blushed. "I'm supposed to meet someone at Jar's on deck seven, but I'd like to go back to my quarters and change first." 

The bitch wanted to leave early so she could get all dolled up for a hopeful boning, while he had to go without! 

He was about to tell her "Fuck no, get your ass back to work!," when X3 popped into his head. The alien was strapped to the table naked, with her legs apart. She was one hell of an improvement over the Zorie twins; and he'd be all alone with her for as long as he wanted.

X3 was an experimental new drug. He wasn't supposed to use it unless he submitted a request form first, with a thorough explanation as to why it was necessary. He had absolutely no professional explanation, if caught.

Somewhere along the line someone screwed up. They'd delivered two cases of X3 

by mistake. The form he signed said two cases. But the records in the 

computer, which was his job to check for a match, said he'd only received one. They'd never catch the slip up!

It had been over two weeks since he'd coerced the Zorie twins into his quarters, with an expensive bottle of Valokian ale. They were fun. They were imaginative, and nearly as insatiable as him. But they were also about as attractive as female slogs. He had to down half the bottle of ale before he was able to rise to the occasion. The alien, on the other hand, was quite lovely, and entirely nude; strapped to the examination table, with her legs apart, her vagina so inviting, so, so...

"Yeah, alright. Get out of here." Perhaps if he had told her in a more friendly tone, or said something like, "Sure, run along and have a good time. I'll finish up here." She might not have turned him in when she caught him.

He waited until she left, then replaced the sedating iv with one containing the X3. But, like a kid trying to pilfer a cookie, he had little patience for the drug to take effect. Had he, she wouldn't have known what was going on. Had he, smiles, not terror, would have been plastered across his ugly kisser.

"Just as soon as you're ready old Dr. Xeon is going to give you a big injection to ease that deep aching sensation you're beginning to feel." He was fondling her breasts and rubbing her pussy, trying to help the drug along. 

"Doctor! What are you doing?"

So caught up in the moment, he never heard Nurse Zolac enter the examination room.

"I... Err... Well..."

"I'm going to report you in the morning!"

"Oh no, please, nurse Zolac. I swear it will never happen again. Please, I'll do anything; Anything you want!"

Her face seemed to soften a bit.

"Say, why don't you take the day off tomorrow! I'll cover for you."

She marched over to the female, without responding; and spotted the iv. The solution was the wrong color. "What are you giving her?" She demanded.

"Nothing special. She was having a bad reaction to the sedative, so I changed to another one." 

Nurse Zolac might have believed him, but he forgot to toss the empty vial of X3 into the trash. She spotted it and picked it up, and grew an expression on her face, not unlike that of the Zorie twins in orgasm. It was not a pretty sight stone sober.

"Isn't X3 that new experimental drug used to enhance sexual drive?"

"Well, err; I... I just wanted to see what it would do to her; purely for scientific reasons."

"The way you were fondling her? I doubt it." She put the vial into her pocket, then called security to remove the female. After they left, she stormed out with the evidence still in her pocket.

The next day it seemed as if everything was back to normal. The doctor hoped she had cooled off a bit. If High Command ever got wind of what he was up to, there'd be hell to pay. 

By week's end, without the dreaded speaker blare, his fears began to wane.

And then the worst happened; as he was doing his morning report, the following week, he heard his name over the loudspeaker. The only time, other than emergencies, anyone was called to command over the public communication system was to dress them down. The entire ship now knew he'd was in the shits. It was almost as humiliating as his impending meeting with command, was frightening.

He pulled himself together, as best as he could, bit down hard on his quivering lip, and headed to High Command's offices, just behind the control room.

~

"You're being reassigned to a another research vessel. Report to launch bay 4 in one hour."

"But sir!"

"Don't be late." The last time someone defied Command's orders... His knees began to tremble.

"Yes, yes sir!"

"Miss Zolac will be going with you."

"Nurse Zolac?"

"Yes. She'll be making weekly reports to your new commander, so don't screw up."

"Oh no sir. I promise." The bitch!

And that was that. The good life was over. Transferred from the most luxurious starship in the fleet; to some rust bucket where he'd be tossed into its bowels to attend hemorrhoids and "turn your head and cough, please", or horrors even worse. It sickened him to even think about it.'

~

Sally was strapped on an examination table in a near semi-conscious state. The aliens had abducted her only hours before. They took her, whisked her away from her home and family, three days before she was to wed Billy Joe McCauley, her high school sweetheart. She'd probably never see him again. 

They came right into the house, walked right past her daddy while he watched TV, like they were invisible, and then right up the stairs and down the hall, and into her bedroom. She was terrified! She didn't want to go with them. She didn't want to leave everybody and everything she ever loved behind. And she certainly didn't want to take off her pajamas and panties in front of them, and lie down on the examination table, so they could strap her to it, with her legs apart, and do whatever they pleased. But they could control her mind with their thoughts. 

Sally watched, horrified, as the alien reached up and grabbed a needle attached to an iv with light green liquid in it. Her arms and legs and body were strapped so tight to the examination table, she could offer up no resistance. All she could do was watch, and wince, as the he inserted the needle into a vein in her arm.

Not long after that, her fears waned, and she became detached from reality, like she were watching a movie, or something. It was quite a pleasant sensation.

~

"She all set?"

"Yes doctor."

"Good. Attach the sensors. I want to see what's going on in that head."

"Yes doctor."

"Oh, and prepare another iv, but don't give it to her yet. Here." He handed his assistant a small, brown vial.

Nurse Zolac looked down, read the label, and frowned. "X3?" 

"I want to see her reaction to it." He explained.

The doctor didn't like the look of suspicion on his assistant's face. "Nurse Zolac!" He explained, "I am a professional. High Command wants me to gather as much information about these humans as possible. Watching this creature have an orgasm doesn't, in the least, interest me; other than on a professional basis! Besides, I have authorization from High Command. The paperwork is on my desk if you don't believe me!" He was seething.

"Yes doctor." She replied, walking to his desk to make sure he wasn't up to something, again.

He waited a couple of minutes, then barked, "Go get the slog!" 

The Slog was a hairy, subhuman nomad, from Orfious 7. He had an insatiable appetite, and wasn't partial to his own species. The old adage 'any port in a storm' fit him to a tee.

"The slog?" .

"Yes, the slog. How is she supposed to have an orgasm if something doesn't penetrate her, and excite her into having one?"

"But doctor, my initial examination indicates her sexual organ is a bit small for the slog."

"And mine indicates, not quite! Besides, the slog's size will assure her an intense orgasm; err... For the sensors."

"The sensors are more than sensitive enough without..."

"I'm well aware of what the sensors are capable of." He interrupted. "I just don't want to take any chances. Now get going!" 

Nurse Zolac turned, and headed for the door. "Sensors my ass."

"What was that?"

"Nothing doctor." 

Nurse Zolac returned a while later, followed by two security men with stun guns, pushing the dolly containing the slog. It was a beast to be respected, even locked up and sleeping. 

The doctor waited until security left, then said. "Give her the X3."

"Yes doctor."

"It should only take a few minutes to work."

But in less than half that time, the slog's sensitive nostrils were inundated with the girl's heightening state, and flared. He opened his eyes. 

"That was fast. These humans are aroused rather quickly." The doctor glanced down at the nude female, and lingered a bit longer than professionally necessary. It suddenly occurred to him that Nurse Zolac was, indeed, right. The slog was a bit large for her. He could inflict serious harm, or worse! But what to do?

He turned to his assistant. "Nurse Zolac, run down to my quarters. I forgot my, err; My bag. I want to conduct a complete examination on her right after the slog sates himself."

"But that's three levels down, and all the way to the front of the ship!" She protested.

"Don't argue with me. Get going!"

"Yes doctor." She replied, noting the nervous twitch in the doctor's left eye. She exited the room, and waited a few minutes, then turned around and pressed the open button, beside the door.

The doctor snapped his head up, and around, and froze. The blood drained from his face. Not again? Nurse Zolac had caught him nearly in the act, with his pants down around his ankles, and an erection, capable of penetrating tempered steel, in his right hand. 

How could he talk his way out of this one? Nurse Zolac would surely turn him into High Command, again. And then he'd be transferred to a garbage scow in some remote part of the galaxy, to rot away for the rest of his life; or worse, the mining colony on the third moon of Reysis; And not a vagina within five light years! 

There had to be some way out of his predicament? He thought a moment, and came up with an idea. Just maybe... And if not? Well, he'd at least have the pleasure of humiliating her.

He glanced down at the girls crotch and grew an astonished look on his face. "Oh my God! Come here quick! Something strange is happening to her sex organ!" 

Nurse Zolac hurried over, paused a moment to look down at his erection, then up at his face; and with a look of utter revulsion, spat. "You're a disgusting pig!"

"Never mind that now. Look at her!" He pointed to the girl's open crotch.

Nurse Zolac turned, and started to bend down to inspect her a bit closer, but before she could the doctor shoved her forward upon the girl, and held her there with one hand, while he tossed up her skirt, and pulled down her panties with the other.

"Doctor! What are you doing?"

"What I should have done right after you turned me in to High Command, the first time!"

Nurse Zolac wasn't prepared. She wasn't sexually aroused! She hadn't any idea the doctor was even interested in her. If she had known, she never would have reported him. Now, all of a sudden, out of the pale blue, he was going to take her, and he was going to take her by force! He was going have his way with her right there on the examination table, bent over the human female; and she wasn't strong enough to prevent him from doing it! The bastard was going to...

"Doctor! No! No... nooooo... Oh... doctor... Mmmmmm... Yes, doctor... YES!!!" 

~

"Should we release the slog now; before he destroys the cage?"

"No, Have security tranquilize, and remove him. After they're gone, clean and dress her, then have the shuttle crew put her back where they found her."

"But why, doctor?"

"If it weren't for her we wouldn't have, well, you know... Anyway, that's got to be worth something. Hurry, it's not quite dawn yet. With a little luck, they'll have her back in bed before anyone realizes she's missing."

"Yes doctor."

"And when you're through here, Miss Zolac..." His voice softened. "Bring two syringes of X3 to my quarters; And wear something sexy."

Nurse Zolac blushed. "Yes doctor!"

~

Two hours later Nurse Zolac entered the doctor's quarters, all dolled up.

"Oh my, you do look good. But what took you so long to get dressed?"

"Actually, there was a slight problem after you left; with the female."

"What happened?"

"I had just removed the restraints and iv, and was about to remove the sensors, when the slog broke out of his cage, and attacked her."

"Is she alright?" Doctor Zeon asked, with a terrified look on his face. If anything happened to her, and someone found the X3 in her bloodstream, he'd be done for.

"You were right doctor, the slog wasn't too big for her. In fact, the way she had her legs clamped around him, I think she wanted even more of him inside her, than there already was. And those God awful screams! The sensors recorded four orgasms; her last, when the slog ejaculated, being the most intense."

"What took security so long in getting him off her?"

"I'm afraid it was the other way around. They had to tranquilize her. The slog was nearly unconscious when security finally uncoupled them." 

"I think we should advise command to steer clear of this planet. It's obviously too hostile to conquer. I mean, if a young female is capable of overpowering a slog, the males must be the fiercest warriors in the quadrant."

"Maybe you're right. But we won't mention the X3. Okay?"

Nurse Zolac smiled, and pulled a syringe from her pocket. "Turn around and flash me a cheek, doctor."

"Ouch!"

"My turn!"



Doctor and Domina



Eldred Plimsoll knelt before Luisa Earnshaw with trepidation. "So you thought you could take a little time off to play golf, did you, Eldie?" Luisa said, laughing heartily. Eldred was terrified, but he watched Luisa's breasts hungrily in her snug blue top.

"Ma'am, I-I cleaned the house before I left. You wanted me to clean, and I did. All five bathrooms, and I vacuumed and scrubbed your bedroom. Luisa, I've not been on the course in months." Eldred looked pleadingly up at Luisa, and saw no pity in her eyes.

Luisa smiled. She had Eldred's putter in her hands. "You like this thing, do you?" She swung it. Eldred was terrified. He was naked and his hands were cuffed behind his back, and his ankles were similarly locked, forcing him into a kneeling position. And although Luisa had removed his chastity device, he didn't think there was going to be any hanky-panky.

Perhaps Eldred had been warned. He'd met Luisa through his work as emergency room physician at Buttermilk Falls General Hospital, when one of her lovers was brought in after a bowling pin had been stuck up his rectum.

Eldred knew how angry Luisa could be when her guys took illicit recreation from that first night in the Emergency Room. She had accompanied her lover, Carnelian, to the examining room, and Eldred had been staggered when he'd seen Carnelian's chastity belt. A little wire grille over the man's purple penis, hard, probably, because of the humiliation before the doctor.

"Does that need to come off, Doctor?" Luisa asked, smiling. "I left Carney's key at home, but I can run home and get it." Carney's face was red, he was obviously quite embarrassed, but his cock just kept getting harder and harder.

"It doesn't have to uh, come off, but what is it? Why is he wearing that? Is it to keep him from scratching down there, like a head protector for dogs to keep them from biting themselves?" And, silently Eldred wondered, Why am I not asking Carney himself?

But he had known that this woman was in charge, it just was so obvious.

After Eldred had managed to go into Carney's anus and remove the rather large bowling pin, he looked at the shit-stained thing with silent amazement. He looked at Carney and Luisa, who just looked back at him as if they were neighbors staring at each other from across the street.

Finally, Luisa had said, "Carney wasn't supposed to go bowling tonight, and when I found out that he'd sneaked off, I went to the alley, pulled down Carney's pants in front of his good for nothing loutish friends, and shoved one of the pins in a place that would make him remember when I give him orders."

Luisa paused, and looked over at the shamefaced Carnelian. "Have you learned your lesson, Carney?" Carney looked utterly ridiculous, still on his hands and knees on the examining table, and he nodded his head, staring at the floor.

"Then take the pin and clean your fecal matter off of it with your tongue, and we can get out of here." Carney looked so unhappy, but before Eldred could warn of salmonella poisoning, etc., Luisa's friend had licked the bowling pin clean as a whistle.

"I am amazed that the pin got in there." Eldred said to Luisa a few nights later, after he'd asked her to dinner. It wasn't dinner conversation, really, but it was equally insane that he'd asked her out.

Luisa was indeed beautiful, but honestly Eldred should have taken warning that she might not be the kind of person he wanted to socialize with! After Carnelian had licked the bowling pin, he'd gotten down on the floor, bent over the examining table, and Luisa had thrashed him viciously with a hazel cane she'd had over her arm.

Eldred had been amazed at how Carney had kept his composure during the caning, despite how his ass cheeks had become empurpled and even bleeding slightly. Luisa was quite an expert with her right arm. "I play a bit of tennis" she'd explained sweetly.

And then Eldred had asked Luisa hurriedly for her number so he could "check on" Carnelian, but of course that had been utter bullshit. She'd known it as she'd handed him her business card, which advertised a small antiques store.

"I'm a believer in controlling the errant kitten...Men is so child-like, and getting them to focus can take a lot of forced direction." As Luisa had said this, she'd lifted one leg under the table and shoved it between Eldred's legs, and begun pushing and stroking.

"Rewards are important, too, but you have to make a boy work for them. When I met Carney, he was a thirty year old paperboy—a tenth grade dropout delivering the Buttermilk Falls Beacon and living in his mother's basement, in a cloud of marijuana and crack cocaine, lying on his waterbed and jacking off to female domination magazines.

But now, after three years of my tutelage, he is an accomplished furniture refinisher and cabinetmaker. Not only do I have him working in my store, but he works for several other furniture places, and even has private clients. I'm quite pleased."

As Luisa had finished her story, her stockinged foot had continued poking Eldred's hardening cock, and amazingly, he'd felt her OTHER foot come up, and with amazing dexterity, her toes had unzipped Eldred's trousers and were poking around, pulling his penis out of his pants as she calmly ate her vichyssoise!

And Eldred had stared hungrily into Luisa's considerable cleavage—she'd been wearing a little black dress that night, and he just WANTED her so badly. But she'd stopped her foot massage of his penis just before he had to shove his dick back into his pants to get up and pay the bill, and then she'd told him that she would find her own way home, and she'd call him!

But then they'd met for dinner again, and this time Luisa had let Eldred take her back to his place, and they'd enjoyed a nightcap, sitting on his couch. At some point, she'd let Eldred kiss her, and necking had commenced...but when he'd attempted to remove her dress, she'd slapped him.

"I am going to teach you to be a restrained boy. It took me some time with Carnelian, but I certainly hope you can learn faster than he, you being a medical doctor, right Eldred?"

But again he'd been tempted to grab a breast, and this time Luisa had rummaged in her bag and pulled out an ivory handled hairbrush. "These are illegal now...elephant tusk protesters and all that, but this has been in my family for some years."

Eldred had been amazed as Luisa had instructed him to stand, and then she'd fumbled with his zipper and pants, and suddenly his trousers and underwear were down at his ankles. "Bend across my knee, Eldred. We're going to teach you just a bit of self-control!"

Eldred had fought in the first Gulf War, and thought of himself as a macho guy, but Luisa's swing of the ivory hairbrush had really made an imprint on his bare buttocks, and within minutes he was sobbing.

After the thirtieth swat, Eldred had tried to get up, but Luisa had grabbed his left wrist and twisted it across his back, and he had helplessly flailed as she had completed one hundred strokes with the damn thing...and was he sore!

What could have possessed Eldred to continue to date this crazy woman? And now, two and a half years later, she was swinging the putter. Eldred's penis was sticking straight out, he was just crazed with lust for Luisa's plunging neckline...but what could he do? What was she...

WHACK! The putter hit Eldred's hard cock, right on the tip, and he winced heavily. He had been trained not to react, but the putter was a heavy metal object, and shit, it hurt.

"When will you learn, Eldred that I don't allow unsupervised playtime with your friends?" Luisa asked, as she swung again. "If you want to golf, you can golf with me."

"I know I can learn to be a good golfer, after all, watch me putt!" WHACK! The putter once again severely knocked Eldred's cock to one side, and he winced. The pain was incredible but his cock just got harder and harder.

Part of it certainly was Luisa's beautiful top, and the other part was that Eldred hadn't had an orgasm in several months now. He was quite horny...and this putting thing seemed to thrill him!

And who wouldn't be horny, locked in a chastity belt as Eldred was? He'd had about twelve orgasms in the entire time he'd been dating Luisa, and it was driving him out of his mind!

Luisa had put Eldred in chastity about three months into their relationship. It had begun gradually. Eldred was so obsessed with Luisa's beautiful, toned figure, and he covered it with kisses whenever he got her naked, cupping her perfect cantaloupe sized tits in his hands, and continuing the kisses down her perfectly flat stomach...but after he'd bring her to several orgasms, he'd want his turn, and Luisa would gently explain to him that she was tired now, and wanted him to go home.

Eldred would always vow that the next time he'd just fuck Luisa. She was so selfish in bed, she had no interest in blowing him, and perhaps Eldred was a bit too chubby to build up much passion in this beautiful girl. And of course he was so thrilled with her, that he just loved kissing and worshipping her, and spending time between her legs. However, he was getting sick of masturbating while driving home.

The next evening, after Eldred had taken Luisa out to dinner and the theater, he'd also presented her with an expensive bracelet, and after they'd gotten home, he began necking with her, and they'd gotten naked. And now he felt it was time to make his move. Tonight they'd make love.

But, as Eldred began to push his cock into Luisa's pussy, her knee came up, and all the wind was knocked out of his stomach. "What the hell?" Eldred said with a gasp.

"Eldred, honey." Luisa smiled with a toss of her blonde hair. "I am not your little tart. I am aware that you've porked a number of the nurses and technicians in that little emergency room fiefdom of yours, but I am not a notch on your bedpost. That is not the nature of our relationship."

"How on earth—how do you know that I've dated a few nurses at Buttermilk General Hospital?" Eldred leaned back on the bed and gaped at her. Eldred was fairly private about his sex life, and as far as he knew, Luisa didn't know any nurses.

"Watusi Nixon, who is an orderly at Buttermilk General, is also a lover of mine. He told me all about you." Luisa said. She paused. "Now there's a big dick for you. He really fills me up."

"You-you're having regular sex with Watty Nixon? He has four teeth and two of them are gold filled....and you don't want to have sex with me?" 

Eldred had gaped at Luisa. Certainly she was a strange woman. She'd given Eldred a whipping with her frying pan once when he was late for a date, and another time when he'd dozed off, she'd "playfully" stuffed an electric hair roller into his anus and turned it on.

But why on earth would she—Watusi Nixon? Eldred shook his head.

"Yes. Watty and I are very close, sexually" Luisa commented, lighting a cigarette. "But that's irrelevant. I am not interested in you, but I might become more attracted to you, if you could control your urges. Carney, for instance, I can trust. He is locked up, as you saw in the Emergency Room. I wonder if that might work for you, Eldred."

Eldred foolishly thought this might make Luisa trust him—but on the other hand, did he really want to wear an annoying little wire thing around his dick? But it turned out that Luisa didn't want to make Eldred wear a wire thing, she wanted him to wear a tiny little tube, shaped like a thimble.

As F.X. Copeland, who was a builder of these things locked the little monster onto Eldred's cock; Luisa commented that this would be quite a good deal for him.

"You see, Carney does well with the wire thing. I don't mind if he has erections as long as he can't do anything about them. But in your case, I want your penis to stay small...it can swell up when it's with me, but when you're in the Emergency Room, you shouldn't be thinking about sex, just about medical things, like saving lives, right Cope?"

"Right on, Miz Earnshaw" smiled F.X. Copeland as he locked on the tiny little tube.

And poor Eldred had discovered that he indeed couldn't get much of an erection in this tiny little tube! Certainly it hurt when he got excited...he still did, and the nurses and technicians, and even female doctors continued to flirt with him, as Eldred was a good looking, successful doctor, but now he was in constant crotch pain.

And the worst part of it had been, Luisa didn't want to see Eldred more than once a week! Which meant that he was locked up six days a week, painfully...And Luisa didn't let poor Eldred into her vagina after all. She decided that she needed some more "trust exercises"

At first, Luisa would let Eldred do his devoted tongue work on her, and then she'd tie Eldred's hands and masturbate him for a hot hour, until finally he spurted in her fingers...

But then she decided that he was too "focused" on his orgasm. "So we're going to let you cum on special occasions, Eldred. Just so you understand who's in charge here, darling."

Now, as Eldred knelt painfully in front of his darling Luisa, as she continued to "putt" his cock with the painful metal tool, he wondered if he'd done the right thing. Of course she was incredibly beautiful, and her breasts swayed heavily in the snug blue top...but his life had utterly changed!

A few months before, Eldred had moved out of his house, and sold it, and begun living in a small room in the apartment above Luisa's antique store. Eldred was in one small room, and Carney in the next one, and Luisa had the master bedroom which she used for entertaining Watusi and her other well-hung friends...but Eldred had discovered that she wanted to see him as little as before, though she charged him a hefty "rent."

Happy Eldred!



Doctor and His Nurse



Dr. Maxwell Straus finally warms up to his new nurse 

Eric Hollis, a 30-year-old personal aide to Dr. Maxwell Straus, knocked on his boss's door before entering, "Cabot has you by the balls on this one." 

"Goddammit. For the last time, No! How much more paperwork am I going to have to fill out now to make them go away," Maxwell Straus replied. 

"There may be no away out of this one. The budget for all our supplies and medications now go through his office. The governor signed a new order giving the Oregon Department of Health more control," Eric said. 

"But I've already told them we just need the medical goodies, no undertrained nurses walking around wreaking havoc," Maxwell said, "Maybe I'll call up my old friend Dr. Ellery to see if we can get out of it." 

"Dr. Ellery won't be able to do anything, his hands are tied by Cabot. That guy is like a czar in the department. Listen, I know you like running everything one way but perhaps having another nurse here won't be so bad," Eric said. 

"I like to run my office my way. The right way! You know, that way we actually save lives instead of destroy them." 

"I should have told you this first, but there's a nurse coming Monday. Her name is Katie and she just graduated from University of Oregon's nursing program." 

"Just let me call Dr. Ellery. He has friends in high places." 

Dr. Straus knew he was fighting a losing battle. He was of the opinion that there was a right way to do things and to compromise, just one bit, was a loss of moral character. In the last 7 years he had become more adamant about his personal code of ethics. He grew up in North Falls, Oregon but attended UCLA on a football scholarship and later went to medical school there as well. As soon as he became a doctor, he married his high school sweetheart Paula. 

They promised each other they'd move back to North Falls as soon as he paid off the remaining medical school loans. Maxwell took a job in a doctor's office in Beverly Hills. He hated it. All he had wanted to do was save lives but here he was, in the most over-medicated zip code in the country, getting paid to subscribe skin creams to young models who would throw a panic attack over one blemish. 

The money was fantastic. Within a few years he had pocketed a million dollars and his wife was pregnant. They would have their child, a son, and move back to North Falls. 

But as her due date approached everything kept going wrong. Paula became sick and tired. After a week in the hospital labor came, but Maxwell's son was stillborn. Maxwell was heartbroken and Paula's sickness was worsened. She got infected during labor and within a week she was dead. It was a freak accident. In America, only one-fourth of one-percent of all pregnancies result in the mother dying. And even of those, most are women with some type of pre-existing condition such as diabetes or hypertension. Paula was fine. 

Maxwell blamed the nurses that surrounded her up to labor. Infections were preventable. He couldn't pinpoint it, and maybe it was just random chance, but it was the nurses who killed his wife. Maxwell had been the one fixing errors of those nurses when he was just there to support his wife emotionally. 

He quit his job immediately, took his million, and returned to North Falls. After six-months of doing nothing but staring at the stars he took over the private practice of a retiring doctor. That was seven and a half years ago. He threw himself completely into his work. He had no interest in finding a woman he was with Paula, eternally. North Falls was small, a few thousand people in the remote eastern-Oregon. Maxwell's clinic was the only medical office the people of North Falls could get to without driving for almost an hour. His neighbors relied on him. 

"So, how's it going Fred?" Maxwell spoke with a feigned excitement. It was Fred Ellery, a former professor of Maxwell in medical school. Now Dr. Ellery worked for the state of Oregon and was Maxwell's one contact when dealing with bureaucracy. But as Maxwell begged Dr. Ellery to help him out, it was clear there was nothing they could do. Oregon's Department of Health was adamant that smaller communities start taking in new nurses to help deal with the excess of young nurses. Maxwell had one nurse in his clinic, a 50 year old, named Hannah, whom he trusted implicitly. He just didn't want a 22-year old. 

"Alright, well, thanks Fred. I appreciate you taking my call." 

Maxwell's stubbornness had not gotten him what he wanted and it only made him leave work even more frustrated. It was a Saturday night and he was not working the next day. It had nothing to do with the fact it was a Sunday. Maxwell had worked every Sunday for the last three months. There were only a few days Maxwell took off every year, and they weren't even Thanksgiving or Christmas. He never worked on May 14, the day he and his wife got married, and July 2, the day she died. Tomorrow was July 2. 

*** 

To say Katie Grays was nervous was an understatement. Six months ago she had no idea she would end up in Eastern Oregon. Who wanted to live in such a small and backward place? Katie grew up in Portland before going to the University of Oregon. Her plan was to move in with her boyfriend back in Portland and find a job at a hospital there. 

When she made a surprise visit to his apartment, and found him having sex on the couch with a girl he later claimed he had met the night before, she was crushed. Despite a heated argument in which her boyfriend threw every excuse he could think of at her, she drove away blocking his number and e-mail. She hadn't heard from him since that day and didn't want to. 

Any man would argue that her boyfriend made a mistake. She was gorgeous with natural dark blonde hair that went to her shoulders and the most unforgettable hazel eyes. While she was often insecure whenever she looked in a mirror, Katie kept her trim figure. She was blessed with breasts similar to her mothers, round C cups. After the break-up she had only been to the gym more often, hoping it would be a way to get her mind off her boyfriend. Her waist had slimmed down and the squats made her butt even more eye-catching. 

As she made the drive east to North Falls trying to appear attractive was the last thing on her mind. When she realized she didn't want to live in the same city as her ex-boyfriend, she signed up for a state program for new nurses. It would be a good entry point into the medical system but she didn't get to pick where she ended up. As it turned out, the state picked North Falls for her. 

*** 

Maxwell Straus sat at his desk at 6:00 AM on Monday morning looking over the medical records of the patients he would be seeing later that day. He heard a knock on his door but it wasn't his aide Eric or his trusted nurse Hannah. It was Katie. 

"Dr. Straus? Hi. I'm Katie Collins, the new nurse," she said as she reached out her hand for a professional handshake. 

"You can sit down," Maxwell said. He had taken a day off, but his anger didn't lessen at all. He spent it flipping through old photo-books filled with he and his wife. A picture of them on his graduation day, and another one of them at their wedding. His favorite photo of the two of them was taken at DisneyLand. He had asked a stranger to take a picture of them together as they posed with all their ridiculous Disney loot, Mickey Mouse ears and a Goofy stuffed animal. As the stranger was about to take the picture, Paula let go of her Mickey balloon by accident and they both laughed as they reached out unsuccessfully trying to grab it. The stranger had pressed click just as the two extended one arm to snag the balloon, with the other still wrapped around each other in embrace. The laughter bursting out of the photo was undeniable, and it still brought a smile to Maxwell today. 

"So. You want to be a nurse here for six months? You've never worked anywhere else before this?" Maxwell said. 

"Well, I've shadowed and I've assisted nurses. But yes, this is my first real nursing job." 

"Listen, I don't do surgeries around here. It's mostly check-ups and diagnosis, but I still take things seriously. If you mess things up people will be hurt. So, just because you're new doesn't mean you get any get out of jail free cards," Maxwell said. 

Katie was instantly taken aback. Her new boss did not sound fun at all. He was a hard-ass. At the same time, she was compelled by his seriousness. She got into nursing to save lives. It wasn't fun hanging around the sick and old all day. Maxwell was in his mid 30s, Katie guessed, but carried himself as if he was much older. He was tall, 6'2, and well-built. He was wearing a shirt, but it was clear he had a build much more similar to a lumberjack than a typical doctor. 

"Well, I'm here to do my best. I can't wait," Katie said with a smile. She knew she sounded naive and overly-friendly to Dr. Straus but she could not help herself. 

"Good," Maxwell said. There was a lingering pause between them two. Maxwell took in the entire aura of Katie. Maxwell couldn't help but notice her beauty. He had not been with a woman since Paula. Women were not usually on his mind, even if he saw movie with a blonde-bombshell running around in a bikini. But as he looked at Katie he thought of how cute she was, and how her eyes looked a bit like his wife's. "How are you enjoying North Falls?" 

"It's ok. It's quiet. Like...real quiet," Katie said. 

"It is. I grew up here. That's what I like about it. There's no phonies here, just nice people. Are you from near at all?" 

"Not at all. I'm from Portland and went to school in Eugene. I've never even been this far east in Oregon." 

"Why'd you pick it then?" Maxwell asked. 

"Well, I didn't. I just signed up for the program and they chose for me. I can't say I was jumping up and down when I found out I would be working out here," Katie said. 

"I guess that makes two of us." 

*** 

The first week of work for Katie was a bore. A part of her took that as a good thing. She didn't have too many stressful moments that her nursing textbooks had prepared her for. Maxwell had given her the duty of weighing patients and asking them some preliminary questions before he could see them himself. She sometimes got to conduct a blood test. But for all the more intense duties Maxwell stuck with his older nurse, Hannah. Katie was delegated to a second-tier position. She was the youngest, but she wondered how soon she would go crazy in North Falls. 

"Here's the results from the morning tests," Katie said as she walked into Maxwell's office. 

"Great. Thanks. That was my last patient of the day if you need to head home now." 

"Are you sure you don't want me to stick around a bit longer? I can help you enter those tests and start to setup up follow-ups with the patients that need one." 

"That's ok. Thanks though," Maxwell said. 

"When I worked as a nursing assistant before, I got good at filling out the Medicaid forms. Are you sure you don't want me to do that?" Katie offered. If she had been in a city she might be willing to take off for home sooner. But given there was not much awaiting her in the small empty house she was renting she wanted to be as productive as possible at work. 

"I'll fill it out myself. I have ever since I took over this practice. It's worked well," Maxwell said, pausing before speaking the last sentence in clear and loud language. It was clear he wanted Katie to leave the office by his tight body language. His thick forearms forced on his desk, with pen in hand, as his eyes remained glanced up at Katie. 

"Ok. Well, I guess I'll see you Monday." 

*** 

The weekend for Katie was dull. She explored North Falls as much as one could. There were a couple antique stores she had fun walking around, examining every old handmade chair and picture frame built 100 years ago, but there was little she had any interest in buying. At home she called some friends from back home and chatted, but most of them were off to eat at restaurants and having cookouts at night. They were too busy to spend too much time on the phone with Katie and she began to wonder if she could last six months. 

The house Katie was renting sat at the bottom of the hill, near a stream, and during the day she went on a few walks. It was quiet and beautiful, but the isolation only made it scarier at night. As she laid in bed alone she wondered if anyone was within 100 yards of her. What was she doing in North Falls? 

She knew that Dr. Straus was working over the weekend. Maybe she'd stop in and see if he needed help? No, that was not a good idea. He was the type of man who did not enjoy being undermined or even surprised. There was just nothing else for Katie to do except watch television and read her book on Eleanor Roosevelt her mom had bought her. 

On Monday morning she showed up to the office at 6:00 AM. 

"Hello Dr. Straus. How was your weekend?" 

"It was good. Why are you here so early? You know my first patient doesn't get here until 8:00 AM," Maxwell said. 

"Well, I just figured I'd come in a bit ahead of schedule to see if you needed help with anything." 

"I don't," Maxwell said, realizing he was being overly harsh on his new nurse, "but thanks." 

Maxwell reflected on Katie. She was eager and had a flawless first week. Things were smoother in his office with an extra pair of hands and though Katie was young, she was at least good at the limited tasks he had assigned her. She would get to keep doing them, he decided, since she was so good at them. There was no chance of her getting in the middle of the flow that he had with Hannah, his trusted nurse. 

"Oh ok. Well, I guess I''ll just wait in my office until eight then," Katie said. 

She turned around and began to walk out the door. Maxwell noticed her butt looking nice in her tight jeans. Katie hadn't put on her nursing uniform yet. 

"Wait," Maxwell said, "Here! You don't have to if you'd rather wait until 8:00 AM to start the day, but here's some of the files from today's patients. If you really want to help out how about you go through them and figure out what tests we'll likely need to order." 

"Of course," Katie said, "I'll get right on it." 

Maxwell handed her some files and she began to flip through them examine their contents. 

"Check to make sure you have all my AM patients in there," Maxwell said. 

Katie began to peer at the papers making sure she had seen this type of record before. She had, and was relieved she wouldn't have to come back to Dr. Straus for clarification. 

She looked at him and caught him staring at a picture on his desk. It was tilted away from Katie, so she could only get a glance at it, but it was a picture of a young Dr. Straus and a woman with arms wrapped around each other. Was it his girlfriend? Katie wondered. The other nurse, Hannah, had mentioned in passing to Katie that Maxwell wasn't married and didn't have kids but perhaps he still had a companion. 

"Got it all?" Maxwell asked as he tilted his head up. 

"Yes. I'll have these ready in no time." 

*** 

Katie was in her "office", a small room about the size of a closet, that was barely big enough for her desk. She began reading over the medical records. All she had to do was figure out which patients were due for immunizations, or a certain test, or anything else that the doctor would need to know before meeting with each person. It wouldn't take long. Usually these checklists were just gone over right before the patient arrives. Doing them early might save Dr. Straus some time, and more importantly it would help Katie prove to him she could handle more responsibility. 

By 7:40 AM she was back in Dr. Straus' office. 

"Here you go," Katie said, "It looks like your 9:30 will need a mammogram - the guidelines have changed in recent years so it was missing from there. Everything else looks good but I marked down all the blood tests that needs to go." 

"Hmm. Great. Well, thanks Katie," Maxwell said. He was starting to warm up to having her around. Hannah was invaluable during the day, and cared about all the patients, but didn't have quite the same hustle that Katie had been showing. 

"No problem Dr. Straus," Katie said. 

"You can just call me Maxwell." 

*** 

Once the day started, Katie was back into her more routine work and didn't get too much time with the patients during examination. But, when Maxwell passed her in the hallway, he gave a smile instead of the more intimidating stare down he had giving for lots of last week. It's not like he wasn't still intimidating to Katie in many ways. He was a full 8 inches taller than her and his sturdy frame compared to her petite one made for a physical mismatch that translated to a psychological level. Even though he was now smiling, he was still so serious. His practice was his life. 

At the end of the day, Katie offered to go over the files for the patients for the next morning. That way neither she nor Maxwell would have to get in early. He agreed. In a way, his compulsion to do everything in his office and have total control was not just about maintaining good medical standards. It was about filling time. He had nothing to do outside of work. Even though he felt at home in North Falls, he had no one to explore it with and no one outside of his office. Both his parents had passed away. 

Katie was looking over the files, mostly just going through a checklist of standard tests, when she opened up the notes that the doctor had taken that day. One of the patients, a 51 year old man, had blood in his urine. Maxwell had ordered tests for kidney infection but Katie was unsure. He didn't have fever or the chills which accompany most kidney infections. And when she looked at the records from his standard physical six months ago, he had constipation and dribbling urine. Those were symptoms that sounded common, but taken altogether sounded like the possibility of prostate cancer to Katie. 

"Uh. Dr. Straus, can I talk you for a minute about this patient. The four o'clock," Katie said, sitting down in his office. 

"I thought I told you to call me Maxwell," he said. 

"Oh. Sorry. It's just...do you think you should order some tests for him to check to see if he has prostate cancer." 

"What? Why? He had blood in his urine. I think it's probably a kidney infection by the way he was talking about his pain." 

"Well, you know he's over 50. Look at his last physical. He said he was waking up in the middle of the night to pee and was dribbling urine. I don't know," Katie said. 

"I don't think so," Maxwell said. He sat straight up in his chair, now towering over Katie from afar. His hands motioned in the air and he shook slightly his head as he spoke, "No pain in the thighs, no problems otherwise with his manhood. There's no reason for the test." 

"It's just that-" 

"You handle the paperwork Katie. I'll handle the tests." 

*** 

After Katie left, Maxwell began to go through the paperwork he had in front of him. This weekend he was working at a clinic about 50 minutes north of North Falls. It was for a Native American reservation that didn't have access to medical care. They didn't have extensive medical files, but he was reviewing notes from his last visit so he could be prepared. 

He glanced at the folder Katie had left on his desk. She had some nerve coming in and suggesting a test that he hadn't ordered. Hannah had never done that in the more than seven years she had worked with him. Maxwell had ordered tests for prostate cancer hundreds of times. If he thought the symptoms had matched to today, he would have ordered test for prostate cancer himself. 

Without thinking he pushed the notes from the Native American visit aside and picked up his patients files. He began to pour through all the notes and his tests on the man from the last several years. 




Doctor and His Nurse



"Son of a gun," Maxwell said to himself. 

*** 

The next morning Katie pulled her car into the doctor's office right before 8:00 AM. She had already prepared everything Maxwell would need and she wasn't sure that he would want her around the office before that. In the morning she had gotten so confident. She thought she had broken free from the first week's boredom. It didn't appear to be the case anymore. Dr. Straus had taken her down a notch. 

As she walked through the waiting room, she froze. It was the man who had been here yesterday at four o' clock. What was he doing back here? He wasn't scheduled for any more tests. 

She kept walking back to her office, walking by Maxwell's door. She didn't go in, or even stick her head in, but as Maxwell saw her tight body walk by he flagged her down. 

"Katie. Come in here for a second," Maxwell yelled out his door. 

She sat down. The doctor put down his pen and sat up in his chair. The top button on his dress shirt was unbuttoned and she was able to peer at the top of his chiseled chest. 

"I just wanted to let you know I changed my mind. That was a good call about the prostate cancer check. You can never be to sure these days," Maxwell said. 

"Oh. I guess that's why he's out front," Katie said. 

"Yeah. He could only do the morning. I'm sorry I reacted so strongly it's just I'm not used to being told by nurses what I should be dong," Maxwell said. 

"I completely understand. I just remember it from one of my classes on cancer symptoms and it just jumped out at me." 

Katie couldn't help but smile. Maxwell's moodiness was getting under her and she felt it dictating her own emotions. When he was happy with her work, she became happy. When he was angry with her, she was sad. 

"I'm going up north to a Native American reservation on Saturday. I volunteer there once a month because they can't afford standard health care and they can't travel. There will be other nurse volunteers there, but do you want to come?" 

"Oh. This Saturday?" 

"Yes. I could use someone I can trust. If you have other plans I understand. It's not part of your work commitment." 

"No, no, no," Katie said, "I'd love to. That sounds great. I'll come with you." 

"Great. Meet here at 8:00 AM and we'll drive up together." 

***** 

Katie arrived to the practice's parking lot Saturday morning just a minute before eight. There was just one other car in the parking lot, a black BMW. Maxwell stuck out his hand to wave to Katie. She had assumed before the car must be his. It was always there when she arrived for work and there when she left, just like Dr. Straus himself. 

She walked over to his car and got in the passenger seat. As she put on the seatbelt she realized it was tight over her loose shirt. It divided her two breasts and made each one stick out even more against her shirt. 

"Have you ever been up to the reservations before?" Maxwell asked. 

"No, I haven't," Katie said. 

He got her up to the speed on its population and the charity organization they were working with. Katie wanted to know more about Maxwell. He was in his 30s, good-looking, and wealthy. Yet, he worked non-stop even when he didn't need to. Who were his friends? Who were his lovers? 

"So is there like a secret doctor's club in North Falls you hang out at?" Katie asked. 

"Ha, I wish. Sadly, I'm the only practicing doctor in town." 

"Then who do you hang out with?" 

"Myself. I mean, you know the hours I work. I'm not alone or free too much," Maxwell said. 

"So you live alone?" 

"Yes." 

"You never wanted kids?" Katie and Maxwell's chat had been filled with smiles and laughs. It was perhaps the most relaxed she had ever seen the doctor. However, as soon as she mentioned kids he realized he squirmed towards the back of his seat. She wondered if she had offended him. "I mean, you're so good with kids at the practice. That's all. That's why I wondered." 

"I was going to have a son once," Maxwell said. He stared towards the road, stoically driving down the highway. There was a silence between them before Maxwell filled the gap. 

"I had a wife. We lived in Los Angeles but were going to move back to North Falls to start a family. We both grew up here. But my son was born stillborn and my wife died afterwards." 

"Oh my gosh, I had no idea. I wouldn't have brought it up-" 

"It's ok," Maxwell interrupted, "I don't talk about it too much even though I can never stop thinking about it." 

"That's so sad. Is the woman on your desk your wife?" 

"Yes. That's Paula. She's the only woman I ever loved." 

Maxwell began talking about his life with her. It might have been the most he opened up in years. He wasn't talking about this with Hannah or his neighbors. He didn't have any friends outside of work. Katie cared. She was so genuine and Maxwell felt a relief as he spoke of his former wife. He told her about the time they went to the freshman formal together in college, only to get there to realize they had forgotten their tickets at their dorms and instead of fighting there way in they just picked a random dive Mexican restaurant. They had the time of their lives eating dollar tacos in a tuxedo and an evening dress. 

"Do you think she would want you to be alone?" Katie asked. 

"I don't know. Maybe she would, maybe she wouldn't. But I've never met anyone else I've wanted to be with so I'm alone. It's the way it is." 

*** 

At the reservation Maxwell set up in a mobile RV the charity travelled with in order to house patients. Compared to his practice it was bare bones but the medical attention they needed was much more rudimentary. He didn't have to screen a bunch of hypochondriacs. Most of the time was spent giving immunizations to children and giving out basic medicine to help with high blood pressure or cholesterol. Everything was paid for and everything was generic. 

A small girl, maybe around ten years old, was brought into the makeshift doctor's office as the mother waited right outside with her five other children. She was due for two shots. 

Katie had been in charge of preparing people for their vaccinations and she could do so with assembly line efficiency. She rolled up the girls sleeve, swabbed the area, and began her pep talk. Dr. Straus readied the first shot. 

"Ok. Look at me," Katie said to the girl, gripping her other hand "What's your favorite animal?" 

"I like horseOWWWW" the girl gave out a brief scream as Maxwell gave her the shot. 

"That wasn't too bad, you're a tough girl. I like tough girls like you." 

The girl's frown disappeared and she began to smile in the compliment. Maxwell saw the effect Kate was having on the patients and was in awe. She knew how to make people feel safe in a doctor's office, which was tough when talk of illnesses and needles were already around. 

"I like horses too. Have you ever ridden one?" 

"Yes. One time my momOWWW" 

The young patient gave out a brief grunt again. As she did, her foot sprang up in reaction to the pain and kicked Maxwell right in the balls. He gave out a brief grunt himself. 

"Are you ok?" Katie asked. While keeping one hand on the patient's shoulder, she put another hand on Maxwell's arm. She looked down at his hands which were gripping his groin. 

"Arggh," Maxwell said, before controlling himself, "Yes. I'm fine. You're free to go now. Nurse Katie will walk you back to your mother. 

Katie took the girl out to meet her mom, and then came back to the office. Maxwell was sitting on his chair, gripping himself. 

"Are you sure it's ok?" 

"Yes. I mean, I think. It hurts but ten-year olds don't kick that hard," Maxwell said. 

"Are you sure? Want me to get ice or anything?" Katie asked. She put a hand on his shoulder and massaged him, just a bit, out of habit. The same instincts that made her good with children made her good for caring for anyone. 

"No. The pain will go away in a few minutes. Trust me, I'm a doctor." Maxwell said, laughing in pain at his own joke. 

Katie's hand remained on Maxwell's shoulder. 

"I'm sure if you needed a nurse to take a look at it, that wouldn't be a problem." 

Katie looked in Maxwell's eyes. They had been diverted down at his own situation but as soon as she finished her last sentence his eyes shot up at met hers. They both smiled, giggled, and then went back to preparing for the next patient. 

*** 

At 5:00 their work was done for the day and they got back in the doctor's BMW and started driving down the highway back to North Falls. 

"So how are you feeling down there mister?" Katie asked playfully. 

"I'm fine ha," Maxwell said, "Thanks for checking in." 

"I'm a nurse. It's my job." 

Neither said anything as an awkward pause set in. Maxwell reached for the radio and put on the first music station he could find. 

"So what about you? What's your social life been like in North Falls?" Maxwell asked. 

"Well, given I jumped at the chance to work on a Saturday I think you can tell it's not very busy." 

"No new friends? No dates?" 

"No. And I don't think there will be one anytime soon," Katie said, "I mean, one of our patients asked me out to dinner. But he was 60 and was using a cane." 

"How could you say no to Mr. Silver?" 

The two laughed. 

"It's ok. A part of me feels very lonely. At the same time, I broke up with my boyfriend six months ago. We had gone out for two years. It's a nice break from him and everything in a way?" 

"You don't want me to try to set you up with anyone?" Maxwell teased. 

"I thought you don't have friends? Do you actually have that secret doctor's club? Are you gonna set me up with one of them?" 

Maxwell laughed. "Haha, that is a club of one." 

"Well feel free to set me up with the one," Katie said slowly. 

Before Maxwell could respond, the radio blasted out loud high pitches. It was an emergency warning. 

The National Weather Service is currently issuing a storm warning for the following counties: Baker County, Walowa County, Harney County. Residents are advised to take action and prepare for flash floods. 

It wasn't raining where the two were driving, but down the road they could see dark clouds. They were driving back to Harney County. 

"It's probably nothing," Maxwell said, "They issue these all the time." 

"I hope so. I live at the bottom of a hill right near a stream." 

*** 

When they got back to North Falls thirty minutes later, Maxwell offered to drive Katie back to her house to make sure everything was alright. It was on the way, and Maxwell thought it would be a nice thing to do to assure Katie did not need to worry about flooding in her newly rented house. But as he turned down Maplewood Lane towards her house, it was clear the storms had been no joke. The stream was flooded and the road was covered in water. 

"Oh no," Katie said, "How deep do you think it is?" 

"I don't know. At least a few inches. It's probably just safe enough to drive through," Maxwell said. 

"I hope so." 

"But is that the only road out of your place? By the looks of it the storm isn't going to stop anytime soon and the stream's only going to flood more. You could get trapped." 

"Oh my god. I can't go back there." 

"Come with me. I have spare rooms. You can stay there until the waters go away." 

"Are you sure that-" 

"Yes," Maxwell cut her off, "I can't have my new favorite nurse getting flooded in her own house." 

*** 

When the two pulled into Maxwell's house, Katie was floored by its size. For one man to occupy such a luxurious and huge house was absurd. No wonder he was extra lonely. There had to be at least six bedrooms. There was a kitchen upstairs and downstairs. The main dining room had tall ceilings, making it extra grand. For one man to live there alone seemed like a lot of emptiness, in the house and in the heart. She wondered if he bought the house when his wife was still alive, thinking it would be a family home for years to come. 

"You can sleep in this room if you'd like," Maxwell said pointing towards a room off the hallway. "Or I guess this one, but I think the first one is nicer. It has it's own bathroom and a better view." 

"It will be fine," Katie said. The room was huge, but the walls and shelves were empty which gave it an eerie view. She peered out the window to see a huge field. It looked like it would be a perfect place for a picnic if there wasn't so much rain coming down. 

"Why don't you relax and I'll make you dinner?" 

*** 

Katie made a meal with the chicken and few spices that the doctor had in his kitchen. When the two sat down she poured each of them a healthy glass of wine and then another glass and another. By the time they were done their meal, they were both bit tipsy but nonetheless poured themselves another. 

"What do you usually do at night when you're here?" Katie asked. 

"Maybe read a book or something." 

"Well don't let me stop you. Go ahead and do what you normally do." 

"Sure you don't want to join?" Maxwell asked. 

The two sat down on the couch, just inches between them, and Maxwell picked a coffee table book off the table. Katie saw next to it what looked like a photo album. Maybe it's where he kept pictures of his old wife when he was lonely. 

The coffee table book was filled with beautiful landscapes all drawn with pointillism. Every picture was beautiful and eye-catching. Maxwell would point out a particular corner of the painting, a tree or a cloud that he liked, and Katie would lean in to get a better look. 

Maxwell flipped to a park which featured dozens of people. He pointed out a woman holding hands with a man by the side near a bridge, and Katie shifted her body to get a better look. She steadied herself by putting an arm on Maxwell's shoulder. 

"They look like a nice couple," Katie said, "Even if they are just made out of dots." 

"Yes. Even a dotted couple is better than no couple." Maxwell said. 

"Do you think that?" Katie asked, with a true sense of disbelief resonating from her voice. 

"Yeah. I mean, I think that couple looks good together. They wouldn't be holding hands together if they weren't happy." 

"So you think when people are holding hands they must be happy?" Katie asked. 

Maxwell reached out and took Katie's hand into his own. "I don't know. Are you happy right now or sad?" he asked, smirking. 

"Oh, right now I'm very happy," Katie said, smiling back at Maxwell. 

"That's good. I'm happy too," Maxwell said. 

"I feel like you haven't been too happy the last seven years," Katie said. 

"No. Not especially happy," Maxwell said smiling, "Certainly nothing like the seven years before that." 

"Don't you deserve to be happy again," Katie said, "You're such a great person. I mean, most doctors are decent people, but you're really amazing. Everything you do is for someone else." 

"I know. I like it that way," Maxwell said, "But it can be frustrating I admit." 

Katie now leaned her head against Maxwell's shoulder. They were still holding hands and her legs were touching his. They had the book on their laps between them. 

"I know this sounds crazy, but you're my best friend," Katie said. 

"By default? Because you don't know anyone else here in North Falls," Maxwell teased. 

"It's not just that. I had so much fun today even if it was work. You're so caring even if you don't like to show it," Katie said. 

"I would say thank you but I guess that would be me showing something," Maxwell said. 

They both laughed as they leaned into each other. Maxwell reached out and put his hand on Katie's knee. Immediately, Katie felt a tingling throughout her body. His grip on her knee was firm yet touching. He massaged her slightly and it was clear it was no normal friendly contact. 

"Maxwell, I'm here for the next six months. I want to spend as much time here with you as possible." Katie reached out and put her hand on his thigh. It was about halfway between his knee and his groin. "Wouldn't you like that?" 

"Yes. Yes I would. I mean, when I'm not busy hanging out with all the other doctors in North Falls that is," Maxwell said. 

"Why don't you just expand the club?" 

"To what? Doctor's of North Falls and their favorite nurses?" 

"Oh, you want to take Hannah? She's a bit old but I'm sure she can get crazy," Katie joked and they both laughed as they leaned into each other. Their faces were just inches away. 

"I can't believe I didn't want you to be my nurse," Maxwell said. 

"Why was that?" 

"Well, at first I just didn't want one because it was the state interfering with things. You know, bureaucracy is no fun in medicine. Then I found out you were right out of college and I thought you would suck at nursing and being a pain around the office. But I was wrong." 

"Wrong about what?" Katie asked while grinning, "I don't suck at nursing or I'm not a pain around the office?" 

They both smiled and looked in at each other. Within a few seconds, Maxwell's face turned to stone and he looked at her. 

"If I can get serious for one second, Katie. I like you a lot. We haven't known each other long but I hope we do know each other a long time." 

Maxwell reached around Katie, grabbing the back of her head gingerly. He brought her towards him and their mouths met each other. They kissed. Her tongue reached out and met his. 

He pushed towards her and soon her back was on the couch. Sho moaned softly as he lay hr down. He hovered over her, his mouth still pressing against hers. His tongue traced the soft fullness of her lips. 

She reached out and through his pants began rubbing his crotch. It was already hard and, by what she could tell by exploring up and down, it was long. 

"Has everything down there recovered from this afternoon?" Katie asked. 

"I don't know. I still might need a nurse to check it out." 

Katie began rubbing his dick harder, still on the outside of his pants. Maxwell lowered himself onto her. His weight now pressed against her chest. She kept his hand against his shaft. Maxwell felt his chest press against her bosom. He reached out with one forearm to steady himself above her. With the other hand he reached down to the bottom of her blouse. Gingerly, he moved his hand up, his fingers grazing every square inch of skin until his hand reached the bottom of her bra. 

Maxwell shifted his weight, and soon he picked Katie off the bed so he could lay on his back and she was on top of her. He pulled her too him tight, kissing the side of her neck. She purred in pleasure. 

His hand unbuttoned her blouse, his fingers icy, but the palm fiery hot. Without hesitation, he pulled her breasts, still in a purple bra, towards his face. With one hand he reached around and took off her bra, tossing it to the side.His lips touched her left nipple with tantalizing possessiveness. 

Katie reached her hand down and rubbed his chest. She felt the hairs along. He was a real man. She began to unbutton his shirt and he released his tight grip around her hips to allow her too. She was sitting on him topless and reached down for another kiss. They both moaned in unison, as their lower halves rubbed against each other. 

Maxwell reached a hand down her naval, under her pants and her panties. It caught Katie by surprise. Maxwell was aggressive. He inched his fingers down, brushing her clit, before slowly inserting himself into her. 

Katie reached down to unbutton her pants. She did so and slid them off, leaving her above the doctor in just her panties. They were silky and small around her waist. She was happy she was wearing this pair, from Victoria's Secret, they made her butt look great if she were to turn around. The back was just thicker than a string. 

"Hold on," Katie said. She reached down and took his hand out of her. "Let's do a quick check-up on your medical situation first." Katie and Maxwell both grinned. 




Doctor and His Nurse



She knelt in between his legs and began to tug down at his pants. The pants were slid off by Katie's seductive grasp. As she pulled them down, she took his underwear down with them. Maxwell felt her smooth fingers run down from his waist along his thighs. 

Maxwell's dick sprung out, hard and straight up. She crawled back on top of him and took the cock in her left hand. She began to massage it open and down. Maxwell tilted his neck to meet hers, and they were kissing as she worked his penis vigorously. He reached around and grabbed her butt. He couldn't believe how firm it was. 

"Katie. This probably doesn't surprise you, but just to let you know I haven't been with a girl since my wife died. And she and I were high school sweethearts. She was the first girl I was with and the only one." 

Katie began to rub harder, and lowered her mouth and gave his neck some hard kisses. 

"I never slept with my boyfriend," Katie said. 

"What?" 

"Well, I've done this. Like what we're doing now. But I never went all the way with him." 

Maxwell lowered his hand back down to her panties and began rubbing the outside of them. They were soaking. 

"I doubt it's because you weren't excited to," Maxwell said. 

"Let's just say I don't regret it. That asshole didn't deserve me," Katie said. 

Maxwell pulled her panties to the side. He pressed her down against him so that her pussy was lying against his penis. He felt his manhood press against the outside of her opening. She began to move up and down. The underside of his shaft was pressed against her. 

Katie pulled the panties off her legs and now straddled on top of Maxwell. Her ass was on the top of his thighs. She was looking right in Maxwell's eyes. Her pussy was again right against the underside of his dick which was sticking straight up. Katie began to massage it, as she maintained her upright sitting position, and pressed it against her. 

He moaned as she rubbed his dick. His legs began to quiver slightly. She could feel, on the back of her ass, his firm leg muscles supporting her. She hadn't figured out yet how Maxwell had time to maintain his temple of a body. 

Maxwell reached out and grabbed her hips. Slowly, he pushed them up with his strong arms. He guided her towards his shaft. She was biting her lip in anticipation. Maxwell position her pussy right above his dick and began to let go. She looked at his eyes and let herself fall, his manhood sliding into her. She groaned as Maxwell's long and thick penis entered her. She had never felt such powerful sensation in her life. 

She paused to collect herself. Maxwell grabbed her hips and began to rock her back and forth. When Katie recuperated, and was refocused, she joined back in and rode him faster. 

"This feels amazing," Maxwell said, "Katie, you're a goddess." 

"Then you're a God," she said. 

She began to ride him faster and faster. Katie didn't know what to do but it felt good so she wasn't going to stop. By the look on Maxwell's face, he was enjoying it too. 

"You seriously have never ridden a guy before?" Maxwell said. He was now moving his hips up and down, pushing her up and down along his dick as he did. 

"Never. Maxwell, you're my first and only," she said. "How am I doing." 

"Quick learner, once again." 

They continued to rock back and forth. He grabbed her back and pulled her to him. Her boobs hovered over his face, wobbling back and forth like two beautiful orbs. Her hair dangled down passed her shoulders. She lowered her face and they kissed once again. 

"I'm going to cum," he said. 

She began to hump back and forth faster. Katie wanted Maxwell to be as happy as possible. As she picked up her own speed, she felt a sensation growing inside of her. She was beginning to feel orgasm coming 

Moments later, as she began to pant and moan, Maxwell picked up the pace. Now guiding her hips up and down with his arms and moving his own bottom up and down as well. He was doing all the work, fucking her as hard as he could. 

He shot his oozing white cum into her and she felt it against her walls. He stopped his motions, his muscles rested immediately. She lowered herself onto him, kissing his face before rolling over to his side. They embraced in a nude cuddle. 

*** 

The two moved to the bedroom, still naked, and started to cuddle again. Maxwell was on his back and Katie came to his side, one of her arms laying across his built chest and her leg over his thigh just grazing his penis. They talked for hours about losing someone and about loneliness. The talked how they didn't feel lonely tonight. 

With nothing more than a few kisses, the two passed out and woke up the next morning to Maxwell's 5:30 AM alarm. It was a Sunday which meant that Katie had the day off, but Maxwell would be in the office preparing for the coming week. 

"How about I drive you back to the office and you can pick up your car? We can check to make sure the flooding has stopped by your place." Maxwell said. 

"OK. Do you want to grab breakfast?" 

"No. I should just go to work." 

Katie was upset, but tried not to show it. Maxwell was showing his serious side again. She had figured he would be a bit more light-hearted, as he was the night before. The coupling of the two should have been a change of perspective for him. It was for her. 

He drove her by her house, the stream was no longer flooding the road, and then drove to the office. Katie leaned in for a kiss good-bye, hoping Maxwell would meet him halfway. He didn't. His face remained frozen, neither moving towards or away from Katie. She kept moving in to kiss him but when she realized that Maxwell would not budge, she moved her face to the side and gave a quick peck on his cheek. Katie smiled as she pulled away, until she saw he wasn't smiling himself. 

"Well...uh...I'll see you tomorrow," Katie said. 

"Yes," Maxwell said in the most uninterested voice possible. 

Katie got out of the doctor's BMW, slamming the door in anger, before returning to her car. 

*** 

On Monday morning Katie arrived at the office right at 8:00 AM. Why was Maxwell so unfriendly? He was so distant the morning after? Was the entire day a mistake? It had felt so right at the time? He was hot, successful, nice, and could show emotion. Well, sometimes show emotion. His body was built and his dick was long. He was Katie's dream man, but what didn't she provide him? Sure, she wasn't his wife. Was that the only reason? She had gone out of her way to make him feel wanted again, loved again. 

She walked towards her office when she heard a voice calling her. 

"Katie," Maxwell said from his own office. He must have seen her walk by. 

"Hi...yes...Dr. Straus," Katie said. 

"Can you mark up these patient files for me," he reached out and gave Katie a stack of papers. His eyes were diverted to the side, almost refusing to give Katie a second of interaction. What worried her most was that she called him Dr. Straus, and instead of correcting her, he let it go. Was she back to calling Maxwell being Dr. Straus already? 

Katie took the papers into her office. She opened them up. A man needed medicine for his hypertension and a woman was worried that her medications were making her drowsy all the time. She went through the process that she was now familiar with and could do almost without thinking. 

As she finished her anger grew. Who did Dr. Straus think he was, sleeping with and then rejecting his new nurse within 48 hours? It wasn't just built up in her own head. He really was an ass-hole. 

Once she completed the last sheet she went back to his office and threw the papers on the desk. 

"Here, Doctor. The papers are done," she said tersely. 

"Thank you," Maxwell said, looking up at her. 

"Listen, Maxwell. I don't get it. I don't get what happened between us," Katie said. 

"You know, I don't know either. I don't know if we should talk about it." 

"What? You just want to ignore it even happened." 

"My first patient arrives in thirty minutes," Maxwell said, "I don't know if now is the time to talk about it." 

"It's not the time? Why, what do you want me to do? Fill out more patient forms for you?" 

Maxwell reached to his desk and picked up another stack of manilla papers. He handed them to Katie. She stared at his hands in disbelief. He was making her do work for him and was unwilling to talk about things at all. 

*** 

Katie was crying in her office. She did not get through the first page of files before her tears opened up. How stupid she had been. She put her head down on the desk, her eyes pressed into her arms. There were no tissues in the room, so when no one was looking she made a quick run across the hall to grab a box that was meant for patients. She came back and closed the door to cry in solitude. 

It was unfair. She was in the middle of Eastern Oregon. There was no one here she liked, except Maxwell who she thought she loved. Now that he seemed to be done with her, Katie felt empty. She had nothing. 

Knock, Knock 

"It's Dr. Straus," Maxwell said as he opened the door slowly. 

Katie spun around her torso and looked up at the doctor. Her face was still covered in tears. It was clear she had been crying and Maxwell, even if trying not to observant, would know it. 

"I'm about to go in for my first patient. Can you look over this too? Before the next appointment starts," Maxwell said, and gave Katie another manilla envelope. It was just what she needed. 

Katie nodded her head, dreading the added task but knowing it would get Maxwell out of the room faster. 

"Thanks Katie. It's an important file," he said. 

She nodded again and turned around in her seat. Maxwell closed the door, and she returned to crying on her arm. 

She looked up at the clock and saw it was 9:15. She had just 15 minutes to look over whatever file he had given her. Katie opened the folder. It wasn't the usual medical form. It wasn't a sheet of old prescriptions or notes scribbled from a pervious doctor. 

Katie stared at the folder in front of her which contained a single 8.5-11 piece of paper, still crisp and with pen ink that looked unfaded. It wasn't about a patient at all. It was a personal note from Maxwell. 

Dear Katie, 

When you first arrived in North Falls to be my new nurse I didn't know what to think. I despised the state program that you were a part of and resisted it with all my might. Within a week you showed yourself to be a competent nurse. I suspected my deep-seated hatred for the program may be unjustified. In the week after, and at the reservation on Saturday, you should yourself to be much more than competent. You were an asset. As someone as stubborn as myself, it was hard to admit, by my deep-seated hatred for the program was completely unjustified. 

When my wife died I vowed I could never love another woman again. I moved out of Los Angeles, back here to North Falls, where my vow was kept. It was easy, perhaps, given the small town I was living in. I threw myself into my work. It was easy to stay infatuated with my wife. 

As I got to know you I began to suspect my deep-seated vow of singleness may be unjustified. You were a beautiful girl. You are caring. You are fun to talk to and I respect your work. My feelings for you became personal, instead of just professional, quickly. 

When we spent the night together Saturday I realized I was wrong. I am stubborn, but even I have to admit, that the time we spent together was incredible. My deep-seated vow of singleness was not justified if there was a woman as remarkable as you. 

I don't want to be alone anymore. My wife wouldn't want me to be, and by the sounds of it you would not want me to be. 

That's why I panicked. I didn't know what to do. I apologize for me being so cold to you in the morning after and today. I didn't know how to react to these feelings. I haven't felt love in 7 years. 

But I do now. That is why I am excited and scared. 

I apologize for being distant. I can't promise I won't ever be down again. I can be afraid of opening myself up, being vulnerable to loss. But I don't want you to be hurt either. And for that, I am willing to risk my own feelings for yours. 

If you feel the same way, please find me as soon I am done with my patient in room 144. 

Maxwell 

*** 

Katie's tears faded and she began to have trouble breathing normally as she tried to regain her composure. She got up from her seat and went to the bathroom, washing her face off so she looked normal. As she did she looked in the mirror. She adjusted her top, trying to look as pretty as possible, and caught her smile in the mirror as she did. Katie was happy again. 

She went back to her office, it was 9:28, and left the door ajar. From there she could hear if door 144 was open. 

The minutes passed as she sat in her chair, rereading the note in her hands. 

At 9:32 she heard a door click open. A middle-aged woman walked out and back towards the doctor's entrance. Katie got up, still holding the note, and walked to the room. The door's edge was against the frame, but was not closed all the way. She couldn't see in, so put one hand against it and gingerly pressed forward. 

As Katie opened the door, Maxwell rose from the doctor's stool. She took a step inside, reaching around her back to close the door. Maxwell stepped forward until he was a foot next to her. The much taller doctor looked down at her nurse. 

"I'm so sorry," Maxwell said. He reached to her and grabbed her waist. 

"No, don't be," Katie said. "It's not always easy." 

"I want this to work," he said. 

"Me too. It will." 

Maxwell pulled her towards him, tilting his head downwards to kiss her. She opened her mouth wide and placed her own hand on his shoulders, pulling herself up to him. Maxwell grabbed her butt and pulled her off the ground, until her legs were wrapped around the doctor. They continued kissing in their embrace as her naval pressed into the bottom of his chest and her legs pressed against his crotch. 

Maxwell rotated the two of them, first pressing Katie against the wall gently. Between his chest and the wall her weight was supported. Maxwell pressed hard into her and Katie could feel the length of his dick, now hard, pressing against her. 

Katie pointed towards the exam table and Maxwell carried her over to it, lowering the nurse along it. He stood at one edge and she wrapped her legs around his standing thighs, and pulled herself closer. 

He reached down and began to pull of her shirt. Katie smiled as he did so. The doctor unbuttoned his own shirt and then lowered his pants and boxers. His dick stood up and Katie bit her lips as she reached down for her own pants, lowering them completely until she was naked on the table. 

"Don't let me ever be mean to you again," Maxwell said. He put his hand on his dick and guided it towards her opening. Katie's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she moaned when he inserted himself. 

The doctor put his hands by her side. He remained standing and began his humping motion, using the full force of his body and muscles to quickly guide her pussy along his penis. Her naked back glided across the exam table. His muscular body controlled her every movement. 

The doctor looked down at Katie. Her hazel eyes so inviting and beautiful and her smile was infectious. He began to smile too. Maxwell hadn't smiled too much in the last seven years. 

He lowered his upper body to reach down towards her breasts. Katie put her elbows on the table, to raise herself up. Her chest met his face, he began to suck her nipples, before their mouths met again. 

The doctor stopped his forceful humps and took himself out of her. He pushed her farther down the exam table and then he crawled on top of the table and of her. 

"I hope this table enough for the two of us. I've never tried this," Maxwell said. 

Katie reached down and grabbed his shaft, rubbing it up and down. 

He lowered himself onto her. His mouth meeting hers and his dick meeting her pussy. He began to insert himself as hard as he could, gliding his large dick against her wet and flowing juices. His 6'2" frame imprisoned her in a web of growing arousal. 

Within minutes Katie felt her body tense up and she began to scream in orgasm. Maxwell reached up and put his hand over her mouth, not wanting the sounds to leave the room. As he did so her pussy tightened around his dick in, and he began to cum. His muscles loosened and he collapsed upon the nurse beauty, as the cum filled her up. They kissed on the exam table, pulling away only to laugh at the situation they had found themselves in. 

They got dressed quickly after, and used the medical grade disinfecting wipes to their great advantage. Katie grabbed the note, now slightly crumpled and on the ground, and pressed it into her body. 

"I don't want this to end. Come to my place after work today," Maxwell said. 

"I will," Katie said. 

"I'm ready to love again, as long as the woman is you." 

The two leaned in for another kiss. Their mouths were inseparable. Not just on that one day, but for the rest of their lives. Katie had signed up for just six months in North Falls but once she had completed the mandatory term she signed on to stay for another six months. Once she had been there a year, she moved in with Maxwell and the two were married soon after. Maxwell and Katie travelled the world together, but they never moved out of North Falls. All they needed was each other. In the quiet town in eastern Oregon, they were happy, because they had all they need. They had each other, always and forever. 

Thank you for reading. If you enjoyed it, I appreciate any votes, comments, or messages! - BeccaBloom



Doctor Appointment



"Mr. Johnson, the doctor is ready to see you now."

I stood up hesitantly and walked to the office I was assigned to. Seeing a new doctor was always a pain for me. I hated having to be exposed by someone I didn't even know. I guess it just wasn't my thing.

Until I walked into that office and had one of the greatest experiences of my life.

"Hello, Mr. Johnson, how are you?" Dr. Sherman asked. We then proceeded through all the mandatory tests that you would normally see when going to a new doctor.

When those tests were over, Dr Sherman said, "Now we will proceed with a new test that was approved by the... um... state health division."

Is it just me, or did he just pause for a really long time before getting that last part out? And why does he have a devilish look in his eye? I thought to myself with a frown.

I will now send in my assistant, Tracie, to perform the procedure," He said with a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips.

"...Uh...OK...." I replied as he walked out the door.

Not two minutes later, Tracie walks in. My jaw nearly dropped to the floor when I saw her. She was 5' 7", brunette, and wearing the sexiest nurse outfit you've ever seen complete with 5" pumps and white stockings encasing her beautiful legs. Any misgivings I'd had about this doctor's office were wiped from my mind now.

"Hello, Mr. Johnson," She said. "My name's Tracie and I'll be performing the new test on you."

She quickly walked over and unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down along with my boxers. "Hey! What are you-- uuhhhhhh..." I tried to say, but her beautiful lips quickly opened to release her cock-teasing tongue. My six inches of dick quickly sprang out in response, and her mouth ate up my shaft like candy.

My hands moved to the back of her head seemingly without command. They started pumping her head faster and faster up and down my purple-with-pleasure cock, her warm tongue teasing my head all the time. Not a minute later, I shot my huge load into her wonderful mouth. She gulped down every drop.

Meanwhile, Dr. Sherman was walking in just as I unloaded into her. "Good, I see the test was a success," He said. "Now, for your payment..."

"I don't have much money right now, with this economy," I said while I reluctantly pulled out from between her lovely red lips. "I just got laid off yesterday."

"Wonderful!" He exclaimed. "We have a new job opening right now. And," He added with those devilish eyes looking me up and down, "You look perfect for the job."

I followed him out of the room and down a winding corridor to another part of the establishment. When we walked into one of the rooms, my mouth flew open. Holy shit, I thought, There's at least ten other nurses here who are as hot as Tracie! I already like this job!

"Girls," Tracie announced, "We have a new employee. Time to give him the... welcome wagon," She said with a grin. The girls all giggled as they walked toward me and started to pull me to another room.

"Hey, what are you doing? What's going to happe-" Was all that came out before I was gagged and blindfolded. They quickly tore off my clothes and pulled me into a waterfall of warm water.

I felt a weird sensation going down my legs, arms, and other areas - including my still-erect shaft. They're shaving off all my hair! I thought with unease. What are they going to do to me?

"Ooh, he's perfect," one of the girls said, "Just look at his figure. I wish you'd invited him earlier..." They all giggled.

After that deed was done, I was forced into another room where my blindfold and gag were removed. To my astonishment, there was a dresser in here with clothes laid out - an outfit identical to the ones the nurses were wearing.

Their plan was finally clear to me - and frankly, only the initial thought freaked me out. The nurses probably got some good pay - and frankly, being surrounded by girls and forced to wear their clothes was always one of my fantasies.

So when they said "Go get your clothes on, bitch," I just walked over and did just that. First came the silky stockings. I went super slowly in order to keep them from running -- and to enjoy every minute of the pleasure it gave me.

I could see that the girls were enjoying it, too. They started putting on sexy looks as they watched me, and before I knew it, they were kissing one another in places I didn't even know they had. My dick quickly grew two more inches in its naked state. Soon enough, some of the girls came over to tease it. It became increasingly difficult to pull those stockings up with that happening. But I didn't complain; what guy in his right mind would have?

Next came the short, white nurse's dress, a bra, and frilly panties. After those came on, the girls who had been making the head of my cock even more purple grabbed two silicon breasts and placed them properly. Damn, I said, I can barely see my feet!

Finally, the shoes. The girls walked over, grabbed the white, 5" pumps, and placed them on my feet as they kissed my stockinged legs. Other girls quickly put a wig on my head and gave me makeup with expert hands. When I saw my reflection after they were done, I was dumbfounded. Man, I thought, you'd never know that I used to be a man... except for my shaft sticking out from under the dress.

One of the girls, looking at my gaping mouth, groaned and started rubbing a bulge that I hadn't noticed before. "On your knees, bitch," she commanded. I quickly got on all fours, and the nurse went around to my head as two others went to my rear. They all pulled up there dresses, where I found three cocks, each at least 6" long. The other nurses had done the same and started teasing each other as they watched me.

Before I could object, the nurse in front shoved her cock into my still-open mouth. I'd never really had a gag reflex, so she quickly started shoving all of her shaft down my throat. As that was happening, one of the girls at my rear started pushing her dick into my virgin ass. I moaned as her shaft went deeper and deeper, the pain shooting to my brain. But after she got all the way in, the pain stopped its constant throbbing, and the dick tickling my prostate only made me moan more. The other girl to my rear kneeled down, pulled my panties aside, and alternated between jerking me off and teasing the cock with her lovely tongue and mouth. I'd never felt so much pleasure. We all came at the same time, an explosion of cum into mouths and asses.

But it wasn't over. The girls who hadn't given me their love yet came over to give the others who had a break. The girls who had just fucked me started teasing each other's shafts. Holy crap, how did this doctor find so many guys who were willing to don skirts and tights and prance around for his pleasure? I thought as the girls attending to me gave their chorus of moans to the world.

After the second group had finished and the third group had attended to me, the doc came in. He walked over to me and said, "We've got another patient who needs the... treatment. Do you think you're ready?"

I got up, pulled the skirt of my dress down, and gave him the sexiest look I could muster. "Does it look like I'm ready?" I asked. You could tell that I was enjoying every minute of my "captivity."

He smiled as a bulge started to grow in his pants. "Room fifteen," He tersely put. "Have fun with him."

I walked out of that love-filled room, down the hall, and into the room he had told me. The man standing inside looked almost like me -- a could-be feminine body and a mouth gaping as he saw my figure and clothes.

"Hi, my name's Lizzie, and I'll be performing the new test on you," I said as I pulled down his pants and underwear.

This was going to be a fun day.



Doctor Appointment at 3



I will try to make this standalone, since not all readers will get to my other stories.

I am a Doctor, 50 years young now. I am still in just fine shape, thank you very much! At 5'5" and 118 pounds, I still get nice looks from men when I am fixed up just a bit.

I just spent my very first Thanksgiving day alone. It was by choice, I had no place I wanted to be, but here with my late husband, Ted. His remains sit in a fancy Urn on my shelf, somehow that gives me comfort.

You would need to know Ted to understand. He was every woman's dream! Big, strong, I was always safe with him. Handsome in rugged way, not like the pretty boys that get all the attention in the movies. Put Ted in the same room with other men, and the ladies all headed for Ted, it never failed.

I saw him get in a couple of scraps, his training gave him the abilty to just destroy someone if he chose. But he would do just enough to contain any problem, trying not to hurt them seriously. I saw him get taken down once, ending up on his back as a man pummeled at him, he just moved enough to ease the blows, made a couple of moves and it was over, that easy. He didn't even get angry.

He went straight at a man with a gun one day, got himself shot in the process. He did it to save a lady from a rapist, never a thought for himself.

I remember watching, terrified, as he leaped to almost certain death to try and save a little girl caught in the water. Somehow he managed to save her, then others saved him. It was obvious he would have given his life for a little girl he didn't even know, again, no thought for himself.

He played music and sang, his husky voice both sweet and male. Everyone always stopped and listened when he picked up a guitar.

In nearly 2 decades, I never saw him raise his voice in anger. He would look at me, and all I ever wanted was to climb inside him, have him inside me, become one mashed together. I can't do the words, this was the love that was beyond anything normal. I do know I would have died to save him, and many of his friends would have done the same.

Read his stories if you get a chance, most are true, although he did try a few fantasies that weren't. One can always tell, those did poorly in the voting.

I went back and reread what I have written myself. I can almost hear Ted's voice, "rambling" he would say. Well, I never pretended to be a writer, and Ted always did say to just tell the story like you would to a friend.

I was sitting in my chair with my thoughts, watching TV talking about the President going to Iraq, like I cared much about that. It did hit me that it was something Ted would do if he was in that position.

I have been hearing Ted's voice, clear as a bell. One song he wrote and used to sing all the time sticks in my head.

"...and I'm lonely, I need someone to talk to, I'm lonely, I need someone like you..."

So something made me get up and come here to write. These are things that happened, some I neglected to share with my husband. Somehow I feel that by writing it down, it is like finally telling him.

I work for a local HMO. I do health appraisals..I love the work, and since I am strongly voyeuristic, combined with some exhibitionistic tendencies, I get lots of opportunities.

I love the feeling of power I get when I have a man's penis in my hands, part of my duties is to check them out. Some catch on right away, some are just redfaced and bashful, wanting to get it over with.

The best ones are the guys who can't get it down no matter what, I put on my bedside manner and tell them it is all perfectly normal, then bend over and casually flash them my titties, by "accident!"

What I really would like to do is lay back and spread my legs at them, make them look, just to see their reaction! But I haven't figured out a way to do that and keep it seemingly innocent yet.

But there was one incident. Dan, the other Doctor in the clinic, broke the unwritten rule. He didn't realize I was with a patient, (or did he?)..I am not sure on that.

But he pulled the curtain back, and caught me with my index finger up a beautiful young man's rear end, and my other hand on his penis! The kind of stuff that if it isn't done just right, can get one fired at the minimum.

Lots goes on in hospitals, to be sure, but there are limits, and I was over the limit, and caught.

Dan and I talked at lunch, come to find out he also did a few things with his women patients if they seemed willing. (It might surprise some to find out just how willing most ladies are in the right circumstances).

Dan suggested that I was overdue for my "checkup" and offered a 3:00 appointment. I knew instantly what he was suggesting, thought about it for just an instant and agreed.

I finished up the rest of my appointments and then went and took a quick shower in the staff washroom.

I was sitting in the lounge chair at 5 minutes til, when Dan walked in. His receptionist, Sherry, told him, "Last patient today", giving me an odd look.

Dan smiled in his best professional manner, glanced at me and told Sherry she could take off, this was just my "annual checkup" and he didn't anticipate any problems.

Sherry grabbed her things, grateful for the free time, and left, but not before giving me another odd look. Then we were alone.

I suddenly felt just a bit nervous, but I went back into Dan's office. "Go ahead and undress." he told me, I will be in in a minute. It was just like going to any Doctor's office, I had half expected Dan to just grab me as soon as we were out of sight of anyone.

I had already decided to fuck him just to get us back on even terms, after all, he very well wouldn't be able to report me then. But he was acting like it was a regular health exam.

"Okay!" I thought, "Play it his way!" and I stripped down and slipped on the tiny gown. Dan knocked, then stepped in at my voice. He looked me up and down, smiled and asked me if I had "any problems" to mention today.

It was starting to hit me that he was playing out a fantasy, so I went right along, "No, Doctor! I feel pretty healthy."

"We will see." he said, as he checked my ears, my eyes, looked in my mouth even. I was having a time keeping from giggling, but I managed. Next he slipped his hand under the top of the gown, starting at my neck and working down. He slipped the gown just over the corners of my shoulders and felt around some more. I felt my nipples start to firm up at his touch.

Then he slid the gown lower, pressed around the top my my breasts. "Lay back!" he asked. I did, he slid the gown to my waist, and started the tiny circles around the outside of my breast. Closer and closer to my nipple, finally he grasped first one, then the other, and rolled them between his fingertips.

My nipples are extremely sensitive, I felt a sudden flood of moisture between my legs. Dan knew, he reached down and pushed the hem of the gown up, baring my pussy to his gaze. I also have one other nice feature, my lips are large and protrude, Ted used to love that, he called them his "outies." I had a wisp of pubic hair at the time, I never did have much there, just a sprinkling. Never a real need to shave, although later on I did.

Dan felt my outer lips, smiling now, then I felt his finger go in. I had a baby orgasm right them, and another as his hand explored me. I closed my eys with a sigh, then I felt his tongue on me.

Suddenly I was in heaven and wave after wave of pleasure flooded over me. I just opened my legs and let him, then I pulled my knees up and back, opening myself even more to him.

Dan must have licked and stroked me for a good 15 minutes, I reached one climax after another! Finally I could take no more, he sensed it and eased off.

"Wow!" Dan said. "You really climax easily!" as he sat back. All he would have needed to do right then was pull his cock out and shove it in me, no way would I have tried to stop him. But he didn't, he just sat and looked at me, pure pleasure in his eyes.

I sat up, grinned at him and said, "Your turn!" Hopping off the table, I got down on my knees, completely naked now. I undid his pants, and freed a beautiful 7" erection.

I took him in my mouth and used every trick I knew, sucking him as he leaned back and accepted. Soon I felt him pulse, and he was blasting off inside my mouth, I have to say I love the feeling.

Exhausted, we moved over to the small office couch he keeps in there. We were both naked by now, and we touched and petted. It was almost like a competition to see which one of us could give the most pleasure.

But Dan wasn't one of those men who recover quickly, still, I was having a nice time playing with his half-hard and sucking on one of his nipples while rolling the other in my fingers.

He lay back, one hand on my breast, and just accepted my efforts. Then I stopped and rested. I still wasn't sure who was in control here, but at least we were back to even!

"We didn't fuck." he said simply. "I don't think we need to!" I answered.

"Well, I guess." he said. "But that was fun!"

We had a long chat, I asked him how many of his female patients let him do something like this, he told me about 20% had signs of orgasm, and about half of those pushed it a bit further. He told me that some would open their legs extra wide and move their hips, an obvious invitation. He would then massage them to another orgasm, telling them he was "Testing their responses." But he hadn't done oral on any of them, and never had intercourse. I understood that, I had only done oral a couple of times, and also never had intercourse with a patient.

So we made a deal. He would "do" me from time to time and I would "do" him, but no fucking.

I thought about that as I agreed, wondering if he had any idea at all just how badly I had wanted him to climb on and fuck me silly!