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Dentist Dan

By: Egmont Grigor



CHAPTER 1

Just on closing time a guy stood in front of the door Louise Lee was about to lock from the inside. She almost smiled politely and walked away. But his smile turned her brain into a roller coaster.

The prudent part of her brain cried 'Danger'. Her groin thought otherwise and Louise found her hands pulling open the door.

"We're closed."

"You could have fooled me. I would have thought almost closed would be more accurate."

"Okay, come in."

"Your assistants appear to have gone. Do you think it's safe?"

Louise gritted. God it might not be safe.

He eyed her seriously. "I meant for me."

Louise's befuddlement continued. What the hell did 'I meant for me' mean? Then she grinned. The stupid asshole meant was if safe for him to enter the store with her the only person there and likely to pounce. What a jerk!

She smiled. "Come in but I'll have to lock the door behind you. Are you prepared to risk that?"

He grinned, showing good teeth and although a little weary after all day on her feet Louise half-felt she wouldn't mind pouncing. And then she disappointed herself by thinking you slut.

"Nice décor," he said, looking around. "I'm looking for a wife and thought you seemed promising."

What? Louise was sure she'd heard correctly.

"I've had my eye on your for a couple of days."

Jesus. Ah the big scissors were in a drawer ten feet away.

"Any chance of coffee?"

"Don't you want to buy something?" It seemed the right thing to say.

"Well frankly I've always wondered about a women's store and about sizes and stuff like that. I haven't been in one since I was a little fellow in a pushchair... taken in by mom, usually with two or three cronies. They used to pick up something and they'd laugh. I had no idea what there was to laugh about in a women's apparel store.

"If they were mothers they would probably be appraising new fashion articles for younger women."

"Oh, like panties?"

Fear clutched Louise's throat. "W-why do you mention panties?"

"Dunno. Just random and I guess it's because I don't often see them and when I was growing up it was the only thing mysterious to me about a female until I learned about their mind complications."

"Mind complications?"

"Yeah, their inability to always think in a straight line."

"Rationally?"

"Yeah."

"Devoid of passion like men?"

"Well that's going a little deep."

Louise thought control his mind and she'd get out of this safely. "Can I show you our range of panties?"

"Okay if that will give you a thrill."

What the hell did that mean?

They walked to the lingerie section.

"These little fellows are cute."

"They're thongs."

He said oh really and said he'd never seen a woman in one of those although they looked a lot like miniature bikini bottoms.

"I'm wearing a pair," Louise said stupidly.

"Oh really, show me."

"No."

"Oh come on lovely one. I won't bite."

Louise hoped certainly not. The madness continued. "What will you do if I show you?"

"I was planning to do nothing but if you insist on me doing something I'll think about it."

Moving robotically Louise pulled up her skirt, watching him carefully, ready to... what? Oh god, she was locked in with no quick escape.

He appraised her. "Oh great, very sexy but must be a poor choice if you stand in a draught. You have amazing legs."

Amazing legs? Yes she did have great legs and now he'd want to see the bra display and she'd be asked to drop her top.

"I had mentioned coffee?"

What? He wanted to be taken right to the rear of the store where they'd be out of sight of people passing the front windows.

"I'll sit here be the counter and you can bring it out if you're nervous."

"Me nervous? That's a laugh."

He grinned and turning to the rear of the shop said in that case lead on.

Louise led on thinking she must be the most stupid woman alive. Ah there was a carving knife in the small staff room. She could get that and be safe... oh god, he could take it off her and turn and raise it and... she sighed and fell.

Louise came to with the smell of coffee under her nostrils.

"Here... you fainted and I caught you. You have a lovely firm body. I've made coffee for us. Are you pregnant or having a period?"

"What?"

"I said..."

"No, no and no. I've had a long day and am hungry."

"May I take you to early dinner?"

"Yes no I mean no."

"That's not straight line thinking and I'm confused. Which is it?"

Louise's brain rolled into gear. If she said yes she'd get out on the street, out of this entrapment.

"Yes I accept. But I'll pay my way."

"Sorry but a gentleman does permit that."

That confused Louise. If he planned to harm her why would he pay for her meal? Something was not quite right.

"Who are you?"

"Daniel Peters more commonly known around here as Dentist Dan. I work opposite here, one floor up. When I take a coffee break I stand at my windows and look down at street activity and see some way into your store. I see you smiling, bending over, frowning and looking bored waiting for customers or hustling you assistants. Today you have acted differently. Whenever you stopped and relaxed you scratched under your left armpit."

"Er yes, do you wish to inspect the bra display?"

"Oh no, it's only panties that are foreign to me. Twenty percent of my adult female patients attempt to subtly show their tits to me."

"Daniel, please, the word is breasts."

"Okay, if that pleases you."

"Well yes, except in the bedroom."

"What, you change language and standards in the bedroom?"

"Well yes... no. You're not very experienced with women are you Daniel?"

"Of course I am. Almost sixty-five percent of my patients are women."

"I mean sexually."

Daniel replied stiffly he was not into that with his patients. He was an ethically responsible dentist.

"I mean socially."

"Well no. The hot babes don't find me attractive when I say I'm a dentist and I'm not interested in lethargic babes."

"What kind of babe am I?"

He didn't hesitate and grinned wolfishly. "Hot, without a doubt. When I look down from above and see you bend over to straighten your stockings..."

"Daniel, please."

"Sorry."

"I actually like the thought of that but we've only just met."

"Oh I see. May I ask how do you manage to keep up your stockings?"

"What's a garter belt Daniel?"

"Those things women in butt sex DVDs wear?"

Louise was hit by a hot flush. She knew only too well was he was talking about. She had some of those DVDs in her collection that she'd begun collecting when eager to know about more athletic uses of her dildo. She had to get his possible interest away from her butt. "Lift up my skirt and learn how my stay-ups stay up Daniel."

"I think I know. I see them in magazine advertisements but I've not touched the real thing, if you know what I mean. Women I've known... er... intimately wear those things that go to the waist... er tights."

"Oh how ghastly, you poor boy. I bet you were all fingers and thumbs?"

"Well to tell you the truth I learned to rip them open to get at it, but that tended to make me unpopular."

Louise experienced the unexpected. Rather than a quick flick up of her skirt and an informed statement something like, 'Ah yes, this sticky coating adheres to the flesh, Daniel lifted her skirt gently and ran a hand up the inside of her left thigh and he murmured, "God, the feel of this stocking is sexy."

Louise felt a hot wave gripping her and her breasts tightened in her bra.

His fingers hit the warm flesh at the top of her stockings and she had to fight not to grab him and tell him to fuck her.

Daniel's fingers slipped under the lace top and he said in awe: "It feels sticky; it that lady's cum?"

Louise grabbed him and groaned, "Fuck me" but he pushed her away and said gently, "Steady on, we barely know one another."

She calmed down and between sipping coffee scratched under her arm.

"Please remove your top."

Her mouth dried up. He was between her and the door. Perhaps he'd just fuck her and leave, allowing her to live for another day, another encounter with a male maniac. But he was a dentist and yes a dentist had rooms opposite her store, or more correctly her mom's store.

Mechanically she removed her top and her eyed the well-filled bra that matched her patterned thong.

"What an amazing sight."

"Glad you like it," she managed.

"Lift up your arm."

She complied.

"No your left arm."

He moved in close and said aha.

She rolled her eyes around and met his gaze.

He kissed her. He damn well kissed her! Louise felt her temper rising, slowed by the fact she thought he kissed rather well. And then he brought her under control.

"It's a wee boil. You probably infected a hair follicle when shaving."

"I did?"

"Yes probably. When shaving you armpits and pussy I recommend starting off with an antiseptic cream."

Pussy -- he knew she shaved her pussy? "H-how did you know I shaved?"

"There is an absence of hair under this armpit."

"Oh god, I haven't showered and you're under my armpit. I have been working all day..."

"Relax. Some of my patients appear to rarely bath or shower. In comparison you smell as sweet as a spring flower garden."

"I do?"

"Yes, where's the medical kit?"

"Below the knife drawer... er I'll get it."

"No, you stay where you are. Drop you arm for the moment. The boil is ready to lance and drain."

"You'll do it with the carving knife?" Louise asked, eyes bulging.

"No, with the point of the surgical scissors in the medical kit. I'll have to sterilize them first."

Sterilize them? Louise relaxed, thinking she'd never heard of guy who'd turned down the chance of having sex who'd then take extraordinary care of his intended victim. This guy was lonely and wanted to date her and when he got to know her they'd fuck. How positively romantic. She must not let on she was highly experienced at sex.

He said it was a very small boil but it hurt like hell when he lanced it. She cried and he said comforting things to her and after he had a plaster over it he licked away her tears -- yes, she was surprised at that as he had dressings and even a towel handy. He asked if she wanted to be admitted to hospital. She saw he was joking and loved him for that and thought about pulling out a tit, er breast, for him but thought he'd rebuke her for being sluttish although that was not quite so bad as being called a slut.

She heard him say something. 

"Come on, put your top back on and I'll put the medical kit away and we'll go for a meal."

"My armpit is sore. Please put my top on."

"It won't fit me."

She laughed and said don't be a fool.

As he was pulling it on her he said, "Gosh, look at your nipples. Are you aroused?"

She just smiled and was so pleased he'd noticed.

They had a lovely time at dinner and as he put her into a cab he told her to stop off at a pharmacy and gave her the name of the ointment to purchase.

"May I kiss you goodnight?"

He nodded gravely and their tongues touched, only just.

"You are such a slut," he said.

She rode home thinking of the lovely way he'd said that and knew he was hooked on her.

* * *

Next morning after unlocking the entrance into the store Louise looked up at the rooms of Daniel Peters and her tempter flared. The stupid developers of that building had specified one-way glass; she would be unable to see Dentist Dan.

Mid morning Louise took a call on the store line. "Good morning, Louise Lee speaking."

"Dentist Dan speaking. So that's your name?"

"I introduced myself last evening and you used my name, often."

"Did you and did I?"

Yes of coursed she'd introduced herself and he'd called her Louise several times and... No, he'd not called her Louise and no she'd not introduced herself but had asked for his name.

She hadn't replied so he said, "Have you in the involved way women's minds work figured out whether my claim is correct or incorrect?"

"Correct. I must be the most inhospitable bitch on the planet."

"I could say I agree with that but I won't. Today is a new day Louise Lee. Any chance of a date?"

"Yes."

"Lunch?"

"I don't eat lunch."

"Perhaps that's why you got that boil. How is it and how are those perky nipples?"

"God, you are a changed man today."

"Well I know you better."

"Okay, buy me one slice of rye bread with no spread and thin sliced tomato and gherkin."

"No cheese, onion and chutney?"

"No thank you. You may bring whatever you like and we'll eat in our staff room at 2:00. Please don't allow my staff to seduce you; they are not used to seeing a dishy man on our premises."

"Dishy. Oh thanks. That sounds as if you might like me?"

"Well, you did such a good job on my boil last evening."

"I'll always do a good job on you Louise."

"What my teeth?"

"No not your teeth. Give my your cell phone number please."

After giving it and taking his number Louise asked did he want to join her and her parents for dinner that evening.

"Yes and thank you, how lovely."

She gave him the address and time to arrive.

"Does this mean if your mom approves of me I'm free to fuck you?"

He cut the call before Louise could reply. 

Her breasts were tight and her groin was radiating heat. Oh dear, she knew what that meant. To divert he mind she called her mom.

"Is it okay if I bring a guy home for din-dins?"

"Please say dinner."

"Dinner."

"Yes, but it's a waste of time my darling. They'll eat our food and after a couple of weeks of plundering you they go. Won't you ever learn? Join a club or go to church and meet a guy who's had time to eye you and see you for all the qualities you possess before he even lays a finger on you."

"Yes mother."

"What's his name?"

"Dan... er Daniel... er something. I know it but you've made me nervous."

"He's fucking you already and you don't know his name. Oh Louise."

"Panic tore at Louise. Come on, come on you stupid slut. "His name is Daniel Peters."

"Are you sure? That name sounds familiar."

"Yes, a customer I met late yesterday and he said he was hungry and I said so was I and he suggested early dinner and I answered yes without thinking."

"Darling, I've told you 10,000 times always be very careful what you say to a male; they have no sophistication and they think of only one thing."

"Yes mom. He put me into a cab outside the restaurant and I came straight home."

"Then when did he seduce you?"

"He didn't; it was you who said he did."

"Oh, so I did. All right, invite the asshole."

"Is that your new word for gentleman?" Louise cut the call before her mom could answer.

The doorbell chimed right on 8:00. Louise, with her hair up and in a red dress with a ridiculously high hem that made her parents gag, went to answer the door, hoping he wasn't wearing jeans; he mother hated jeans.

Of course he was dressed in blue jeans and a white turtleneck. He looked uncertain and asked if it was the Lee's apartment.

Mystified Louise said yes and he asked could she call her older sister. Only then did she catch the stupid grin. She giggled and went for the jugular, sucking as well as kissing it and then moved up to his lips and they kissed open-mouthed although keeping tongues at bay.

"You are such a beautiful woman."

She felt like dropping to her knees in joy, dragging down his zip on the way down. Instead she was far more modest and just lightly scooped his balls into her fingers just to let him know she knew they are there.

His reaction was quaint: his eyes bulged.

"Please come in Daniel. Oh are those flowers for me," she said coyly and was shocked when he said no there were for her mom.

Her eyelashes with extensions dropped in disappointment but he got them raised again, handing Louise a package. She unwrapped it slowly, feeling his impatience and she looked at him, tongue pushed out a little between her teeth before she said, "It's gorgeous. Thank you." 

It was Lancôme's Miracle, just perfect for her to be her very best perfume.

Daniel said nervously, "Don't show it to your mother; she'll think I want something in return."

Louise faked a coy expression: "What would you want from me?" 

But too late, her parents arrived in the foyer smiling like good hosts.

"Ohmigod," Debra Lee said. "Dr Peters. How could you possibly be interested in my daughter when you have half the city ready to fawn over you?"

"Mom, you know Daniel?"

"Yes I do darling but please address him with respect and call him Dr Peters."

"Daniel is my mother in the 20%?" She was referring to the bunch that tried to show their tits to him.

The nervous reply was, "Yes."

"Twenty percentage what?"

Daniel looked about to panic.

"Daniel's preferred clients of course."

"Oh," Debra smiled and, patted her hair and said "Oh' again as the relieved Daniel handed her the flowers. "These are beautiful. Dr Peters, this is my husband Charles."

"Hi Charles, for goodness sake call me Daniel," he said, shaking hands and handing Charles a bottle of red wine, saying it was something for the cellar. 

Charles red the label and his eyebrows raised. "This is a cracker; thank you."

"What did you get Louise?"

"Scent, is someone getting Daniel a drink? This welcome of Daniel has a touch of inquisition about it. The poor guy must be hanging out for a drink.

When they all had a drink and said cheers, Daniel said, "Debra, you must stop this nonsense calling me doctor. At the office you address me as Daniel."

"Well yes, but you calling on us for the first time with Louise being here it occurred to me that some formality was in order."

"Louise calls me Daniel. Before you identified me as having a doctorate in dental surgery I'm sure she assumed I was a general practitioner, which I am for much of my time of course."

"Well I seem confused."

"And another thing I would like to mention. I was surprised at your query how could I be interested in Louise. Louise is perhaps the most perfect young woman I've met."

"What?"

Charles said, "I keep telling you Debra has become a swan."

"A swan princess Charles. Louise is beautiful and from what I can see has a beautiful body shape and she is charming and I should think passionate and from what I can see from my office she runs a tight ship at her store. I became so attracted to her that yesterday I went over and spoke to her for the first time and we just clicked. I didn't buy anything but she did model a thong for me and that's when I say he sensational legs and is what I can call her a swan princess with confidence -- from that and having dinner with her. We just clicked"

"Modeled a thong for you?"

"Yes, I was ignorant about them."

"I see and were bras modeled for you?"

"Goodness no. A large number of my patients seem keen to ensure I see they are wearing the latest in bra design."

"Are you serious?" Charles queried.

Debra hurried from the room saying, "Dinner, I must check the dinner."

Charles whispered, "Debra shows the tops of her stockings and the top of her bra more than I think is polite. Is she one who shows you tit?"

"Charles, your wife seems too much in awe of me to pull a stunt like that, don't you think?"

"Oh yes, of course."

Louise looked over the top of her glass with a you-are-a-naughty-boy look and winked at Daniel.

"This is a beautiful apartment in a great location Charles. Are you some sort of VIP?"

"No, I'm chief of police. I'm pleased to say I can't recall your name ever popping up at the office."

"Oh of course, Chief of Police Charles Lee. That's where I've seen you before -- on TV. I guess if I were into crime I'd not even come here this evening."

Charles laughed and slapped Daniel on the back. "Very droll, allow me to get you another drink."

When Charles went off to the kitchen he said to Louise, "You could have told me your father was chief of police.


Dentist Dan



"Oh sorry, just like you didn't tell me you were a dental surgeon."

"Dentist, orthodontist, dental surgeon. They are just names."

"I now feel inferior. I have a BA in arts and you have a doctorate."

"Well someone has to have doctorates and anyway, I have tiny tits and look at your tits -- real beauties."

"I can't believe I'm hearing this."

"Do you make a lot of noise when you are having sex. I bet you do."

"I..."

"Hello you two. Dinner is coming along fine; the meat is resting. What is the conversation?"

"Tits."

Debra looked at Daniel open-mouthed at then looked nervously at the door to the kitchen. She whispered, "Charles is chief of police."

Daniel whispered, "Do the police believe only they can talk about tits?"

"Please Daniel..."

Charles came in with a fresh round of drinks. "Please what Daniel? Debra's eyes head drooped.

"Debra was asking me what do I like about this time of year and I said being an unmarried guy I notice a lot of exposed tit flying about with women wearing such skimpy clothes. There's nothing like seeing bouncy tits in the sunshine. What do you think Charles?"

"You mean breasts?"

"Oh don't call me old fashion Charles. Even some women today quite happily call them tits."

"Yes so I've noticed."

"Do you think it represents the end of civilization as we know it?"

"Oh come on Daniel. Every guy likes spotting a decent pair of tits. I'm lucky in my home because I..."

Charles ground to a halt, his eyes almost popping.

"...you have two women each with a great pair."

"The dinner," Debra said and Louise rushed out with her.

Conversation over dinner was about summer weather, the state of the city economy, books, theatre, cinema and TV and the men even made a go at discussing fashion and the women gave a reasonable impression of being interested in 10-pin and fishing.

"That was a lovely evening and a beautiful dinner. I was wonderfully hosted," Daniel said, kissing Debra and he whispered, "Keep those tits looking good."

"Good having you here son," said the police chief. I wish the city had more 32-year-olds like you two."

"They are probably out there sir -- you guys probably deal with the lower end of them."

"Yeah, I'd have to go along with that. Drop in here anytime you wish."

"You've never said that before dad."

"You've never brought anyone home like this guy before."

Louise laughed and said she'd go down to the lobby with Daniel.

"Remember there are security cameras in the elevators," reminded her father.

Riding down the elevator Louise felt the outline of Daniel's cock. "When do I get this?"

"There's a time and place for everything. We just have to get those two things in alignment once I know you better."

"In answer to your earlier question, yes I do make noise when having sex, I think."

"You think?"

"Well I am not very experienced."

"Liar."

"Don't be rude," Louise said, squeezing him hard and he yelped.

CHAPTER 2

Louise was growing increasingly frustrated. She was seeing Daniel every day, if only for a cup of coffee but they also had lunch occasionally and dined once and had been to the movies twice. But he'd not shafted her and that was a worry.

She'd not been invited to his apartment; in fact she didn't know where he lived. Perhaps he lived with a guy? That would explain the absence of sex. That really was unfair of her thinking like that. He'd had a breast out a couple of times and the last time at dinner they'd had a booth and she'd dragged his hand over her thighs and withdrew her hand, wondering it he'd get the message. 

Dan did. He popped a couple of fingers in under her panties and before too long had her red-faced and panting and she cried out just as the waitress came with the dessert menu. Louise disappointingly wet over her panties instead of over his hand because by then he had his hand on the table and innocently was playing with his cutlery. The waitress had asked with concern, "Are you all right ma'am?" and as smooth as silk Dan had said, "She's okay; she just gets these minor seizures after eating steak."

"She had chicken."

"After eating chicken steaks."

The waitress sniffed in disbelief and walked away. She and made them wait before returning for their order which was no dessert, just coffee.

Reluctantly, very reluctantly, Louise decided to wait until Sunday night. If he hadn't shafted her by then she'd end dating him. She didn't want to wait around to be fucked; she wanted to be fucked -- often and thoroughly.

Dan called Louise next morning and said he wanted her to come to his apartment on Saturday for dinner -- that he had two other guests coming; her parents, just confirmed.

"Yes, all right."

"Is that your idea of enthusiasm?"

"Oh sorry; something else on my mind. Um, that will be lovely. What can I bring?"

"Your overnight bag."

"What?"

He sighed.

"Oh, my overnight bag?"

"Yes."

"My parents will work out what's going to happen."

He laughed and said they would not be invited to stay and watch. She giggled and suddenly he was the greatest guy around. She just wanted to hug him and be held.

* * *

Louise heard her father give the cab driver Daniel's address. She said in exasperation, "That's his business address."

"He lives on the eleventh floor of that building in one of the penthouses."

"What?"

Her mother sighed. "So it's true -- you didn't know. I didn't believe you when you said he hasn't seduced you."

"Why would I lie to you?"

Debra said yes, quite.

Charles, sitting beside Louise, said, "What's in the bag you're carrying?"

"Things."

"Oh, sorry for asking."

A couple of minutes later he asked, "Why are you all breasts tonight?"

"Charles, give the poor girl a break. She's wearing a special corset for the first time -- black with red trim and is under wired."

"What's under wired? Does it have flashing lights?"

"No, it's strapless and the concealed wiring gives support in the right places so she doesn't droop. For godsake, leave the poor girl alone. You heard me say she's staying tonight."

"Why?"

"Charles, will you please shut up. If you open your mouth again before we get out of this cab you and I will be going back home as soon as we deliver Louise."

"Keep your shirt on Debra. You're showing a lot of tit tonight."

"Charles!" Debra shrieked. "I'll have the driver dump you in the middle of the road."

At the destination Debra got out of the cab seething, Louise was shaking, her confidence plummeted and Charles paying the cabbie appeared spoiling for a fight. He led them to the entrance but there was a grill over the entrance and it was locked.

The chief of police was stymied.

"There will be another entrance for the apartments." Miss Lee suggested. 

Her mother's contribution was, "You could be just as easy wrong as right." 

"Come on idiot, follow me," Louise said, and walked to the other end of the building where she found the entrance to the apartments. 

She called Daniel.

"Hello darling, we're here."

"Oh great darling. The elevator doors will open now. Take it to eleven."

Debra said, "You call him darling, he calls your darling. And yet you claim you two have not have sex."

"You are absolutely right mother," Louise sighed.

"But you're changing that situation tonight, so that bag's an overnight bag," deduced the city's top policeman.

"You are absolutely right dad, and because I'm aged thirty-two is should be no matter for discussion between me parents and me how many times I have sex and with whom."

"You're absolutely right," said her mother.

He father said he agreed.

The elevator arrived at the top floor and Louise wondered if that would bring relieve.

The doors opened and Daniel was there, smiling, in bare feet, black and silver pantaloons and a black collarless shirt with no buttons until about level with his belly button.

Daniel took her bag and kissed her, Louise running a hand up over his chest.

"Oh god, mom kiss him and run a hand up over his chest."

"Oh god, hairless, taut and perfectly smooth like the finest velvet. May I stay the night?"

"Debra!"

"Oh who brought you?" she asked, standing aside so Charles could greet the host.

It was a typical bachelor's pad -- plush carpet, the décor was principally while, black and silver/chrome/stainless steel and a couple of the names on the colorful paintings made Louise and Debra's jaws drop. It was large with a high stud and the view out over lower buildings to the river was delightful in the moonlight. A spa pool bubbled on the deck.

"Ooh, I could live here," Debra said.

Daniel smiled handsomely and said, "The question is could Louise?"

Louise fluttered her eyelashes at him and said, "Yes, absolutely."

"Good, move in as soon as you wish."

"Thank you."

Debra said, "Oh that's marvelous Daniel. We'll know our daughter is in safe hands. Say something Charles."

"Oh yeah, how much does it cost to run a big spa pool like that one?"

Louise rolled her eyes and her mother sighed. Daniel grinned and said he hadn't a clue. "My company accountant looks after that, leaving me to just live here and enjoy it."

They had a champagne cocktail and then sat on leather and aluminum chairs at the dark glass table supported on an aluminum column to begin with shrimp appetizer supreme followed by goat cheese salad. The main meal was pan-seared orange tuna with white beans plus a selection of steamed vegetables and they finished with chocolate jalapeno cake. He's gone easy with the jalapeno pepper and everyone said they were comfortable with chili. It was wonderful and Debra couldn't believe Daniel had made the entire meal unassisted but when he ran through the way he'd made the cake she was convinced and went home with half the remaining cake.

As soon as they waved off the parents, Louise and Dan smooched in the elevator and when up in the apartment he said, "Please take your dress off."

"It's tight -- you'll have to help me."

He lifted the dress over her head and draping it over a chair leered at her. "I knew you'd dressed sexily for me; now let's clear away."

"Aw, couldn't we..."

"Not before the dishwasher is on."

Louise attempted to run around him to turn on the dishwasher but he caught her and said firmly, "Bring in the dishes from the table please darling."

The command dripped of sexy overtone so Louise thought she could behave with restraint for another ten minutes.

Dan switched on the dishwasher and sank to his knees and pushed his face in against Louise's pelvis.

"Oh god," she moaned and jerked, wetting his face through her panties. "Sorry... it's not pee," she assured him.

"I know, I'm not that green," he laughed and pulling her panties aside lapped up the moisture around her pussy. Louise bent over and grabbed two good handfuls of his short dark blonde hair called "Oh god, oh god" until she came again, hugely.

"Oh you sexy beautiful princess," Dan cooed, carrying her to the couch, where he presented a reasonably sized dick for her to lick before he inserted.

"Do you want me to fire over your corset?"

"No, inside me. I'm protected."

They were both a little drunk but managed to end in satisfying climaxes reasonably close together.

Dan rolled off her and fluttering eyelashes sleepily said, "You know where the bathroom is. I'll join you in bed soon."

She went to the bathroom, juices running down her thighs, feeling very happy. She'd had much better sex but it had been good enough. Louise waited and waited for Dan to join her and next morning at dawn found him where she'd left him on the sofa, naked and cold. Gently she licked and fingered his dick into erection and he awoke just as she threw a leg over him and guided it into her pussy.

"I need a pee."

"I need a fuck. You'll have to wait."

"You're hot," he said, grabbing her tits and squeezing hard. She erupted but carried on bravely until he shook and shuddered and when his eyes rolled back she knew he was finished so hopped off and went and ran a bath.

God, she'd never had a guy who could get her off so quickly. She decided to attribute it to early relationship lust and believed when he settled into her groove after quiet foreplay and they concentrated more on pleasuring rather than drilling/getting drilled everything would work out just beautifully.

Louise had two fingers up herself when he came into the bathroom and said, "Here, let me finish that for you." He clambered into the bath slapping up an erection, sat on his knees and pulled her cunt around his cock and only pushed into her twice before Louise screamed and had stars and fireworks in front of her eyes before collapsing into a jellylike heap, allowing soapy fucking bathwater to wet her hair. "Oh damn," she groaned, thinking of her hair, only to hear him misinterpret and say, "Yeah, you do come pretty damn quick. We'll need to work on this."

She groaned and said she couldn't go to work with traces of 'sexual excesses' in her hair.

"Wash your hair in the shower."

"Do you have a hair dryer?"

"Yes, mom gave me one saying my girlfriends would need it but none have ever asked. I'll get it out of its box and go make breakfast for you."

"Just one piece of toast, lightly done."

"God, little wonder you ejaculate prematurely. You don't eat properly. Will you settle for low-fat yogurt over fresh fruit?"

"Okay but go easy on quantities."

"Will you move in with me?"

"What?"

"Will you move in with me? We have to work hard to get good sexual rhythm going. We are rushing into it too passionately."

Louise smiled and pulled his head down and kissed him. "Yes, I'd love to do that providing you guarantee six lessons a night."

"Six -- isn't that a little excessive?" said Dentist Dan, timidly.

THE END