The Alluring Dr. Shaw

Amy kept crossing, uncrossing, and crossing her legs again as she sat in the doctor's office waiting room. Her fingers couldn't stop vibrating and her heart was running laps inside her chest. She had her face in a Cosmo magazine with a model in a red dress on the cover to pass the time but she couldn't put her full attention on the words or the photos. The articles about how to make things hotter in the bedroom didn't help.

It wasn't uncommon for people to be nervous in a waiting room but Amy's emotions were a mess for another reason.

Dr. Lisa Shaw was Amy's family care physician for much of her adult life, which was for the past 7 years. The doctor was in her late-30's but with hardly a wrinkle or strand of gray, no one could have guessed.

Everything was routine for a while—come in, get blood pressure taken, get weighed, have a physical or checkup, have prescriptions written, and go home.

Soon, during her visits, a few alluring gazes came Amy's way, a hand would rest on her thigh while the doctor was using her stethoscope, and a brush over her nipples happened a time or two.

Amy started to wonder if that was all accidental or if she was signaling something to her. No, that couldn't have been true, could it?

Amy and Dr. Shaw could have been considered friends as much as having a doctor/patient relationship. They knew each other's business. Who they dated, what they splurged on at the boutique, what they cooked last night, and their workplace drama. The good doctor's fiancé broke it off with her a couple of months ago and that was about the time her hands became extra brave with Amy.

Amy wanted to see her. She was curious how far it would go this time but at the same time, she didn't know if it would be right. She was another woman and her physician. The doctor was a knockout and sweeter than honey. She was getting moister the longer she was on her mind.

Amy scanned the waiting room. Every chair was occupied though it was quiet except for the characters on the talk show trying to figure out who was the father of the distressed mother's child.

A silver-haired, wrinkled grandmother wearing a mask, a husband with oxygen tank at his flank, and others were sitting along all the office's walls. Some were coughing, wheezing, and groaning. Nature didn't try to hide the fact it was the middle of winter. The room had the smell of some kind of medicinal cream similar to Neosporin or Icy Hot.

Amy sighed. It was 9am and would be who-knows-when before she could see Dr. Shaw. With all the people waiting, she probably wouldn't have much time for anything more than hi, check her out, and say goodbye.

Amy stared at the TV mounted in the corner and heard nothing more than yadda, yadda, yadda. All drowned out by naughty thoughts of her doc.

She slumped in her seat, propped her arm up on the armrest, and rested her head on her hand.

An hour later and it seemed everyone's name was being called but hers.

She slid out of her seat and walked over to the counter with the complimentary coffee maker. The aroma of roasted coffee perked her up a bit. She poured herself a cup, loaded it with a handful of packets of sweetener and some cream, and gave it a stir.

After a few cups, she was like a roadrunner on adrenaline. She didn't want to sit down. She thought she would be able to make it to work for the second half of her shift but it seemed her customers would have to talk to someone else about their monthly rates and if an accident would make their insurance go up. Seeing Dr. Shaw would be better anyways.

Amy leaned on the counter with the coffee machine and remained fixated on the door to the patient rooms as she sipped another cup of the beverage. The door swung open and a nurse held onto the handle as she spoke into the room.

She asked for Ms. Dales and Amy gasped and almost went into shock! At least she hoped she was the only Ms. Dales in the room. She'd never rushed to get back there with the nurse like she did then!

After she was weighed and had her blood pressure and temperature taken, the nurse let her into one of the rooms to wait for Dr. Shaw.

She hopped on the exam table. The tissue-thin sheet rustled beneath her as she got comfortable. The table itself was midnight blue and cushioned. It reminded her of her recliner at home. With the angle the table was at, it was tempting to recline back and catch a snooze especially since she tossed and turned all night in anticipation of her appointment.

The room was all white and felt like it did outside. She kept half of her gray sweater unbuttoned to let the top of her breasts see the light. She had a white shirt underneath but it only came up just above her nipples. In case the doctor needed to examine them, of course! Still, she was contemplating buttoning the rest as she shivered.

She found herself on her back with her legs dangling off the front of the table. She drifted off for a few minutes but popped upright when her ears captured chatter growing louder outside!

It was Dr. Shaw! Her heart nearly jumped into her throat. She swept across her black dress pants to knock off nonexistent dirt and lint and tugged some wrinkles out of it. She tossed her fluffy, auburn hair and thrust her chest forward. She heard the plastic of the clipboard holding her papers hit against the holder it was in, which was outside the door. There were three light knocks and the door opened!

"Good morning, Amy!" Dr. Shaw said as she burst in. "How are you?"

"I'm great, Dr. Shaw!"

"Stop that! Lisa is okay. I think we can be on a first-name basis now."

Amy chuckled. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Amy was never happier to be there. And that was with no guarantees that anything beyond her exam would happen.

Lisa didn't need her high heels to be taller than the average woman. She was a brunette with her hair in a ponytail with a few strands falling over her cocoa irises. Her breasts were about average but her ass was bigger and worked with her tall frame. She had a white blouse underneath her similarly hued coat and her navy skirt was matched in tone by her eye shadow.

Lisa read her chart. "So, you're here for a full physical exam?"

Amy moved her ass around on the table. "It's that time again."

The doctor put her stethoscope in her ears and the chest piece to Amy's back. "Take a few deep breaths for me."

Amy was already feeling pulses of arousal with her being so close.

She took her breaths and Lisa lifted her sweater and shirt and Amy filled with more sexual energy as her skin was exposed. Amy couldn't miss how assertive she was. The doc pressed the metal chest piece to her bare back and she jumped!

"That's cold!" Amy said as she shivered. "But, I'm okay."

"Sorry, I should have warned you!"

Amy noticed a hand brush her love handles and run over her tummy. Her hands were warm despite the environment. Amy gasped as it felt so good.

The doc maneuvered herself to Amy's front. She let a hand fall so innocently on her upper thigh as she pressed the piece to her heart. Amy was wetter as she wondered what she really wanted to do with that hand.

She took a few more breaths and asked, "How do I sound?"

Dr. Shaw pulled the stethoscope from her ears and took back the chest piece. Amy was disappointed when her hand was out of reach since she stepped back to examine her patient.

"Sounds like you're congested. Have you been ill lately?" the doc asked.

Amy cleared her throat. "I was hacking quite a bit the other day, yes. My chest felt like I swallowed a handful of tacks."

"Oh, I know that wasn't pleasant. I'll give you some samples of a strong cold medicine and decongestant for you."

"Thank you."

Lisa kneeled and slipped Amy's soft leather heels off her feet. "I just need to make sure you don't have any swelling."

She said she was checking for swelling but she was rubbing her left foot and giving it a nice massage. She moved to her right one and rubbed the bottom with her fingertips while caressing the top with her thumb. Amy tossed her neck back and soaked in how good her silky hands felt when she made her "check." Her hands moved from her feet up her legs and she gave her calves a squeeze and a deep rub into her muscle. The doc must have heard her moan a bit as she shut her eyes.

"Are my feet okay?" Amy asked.

"Just fine," Lisa said as she stood. "So, how has life been treating you?"

Amy played with her fingers. "I bought this cute dress yesterday. So soft to the skin, it flares out at the bottom, and is open at the back. It's turquoise!"

Dr. Shaw flipped her tresses and tilted her head while staring at her with bedroom eyes—squinted and a slight smile. "Oh, that does sound cute. Do you have a hot date?"

Amy became sorrowful within. She didn't even know what a date was it had been so long. Her excuse was that she was working all the time and didn't have time for that. In reality, her ex left her on the curb and was wary about getting back on the horse. It was part of the reason she understood what Lisa was going through and why she sensed a bond between them. Besides, Amy had her eyes on someone else.

Amy said, "I don't know if I'm ready for a date yet."

Lisa didn't respond to her comment but instead pointed at her torso. "Can you take off all your clothes above the waist? I'd like to make sure your breasts are in good health."

Amy was beyond ecstatic but she was jittery. Never before had she stripped before a woman other than the one in the mirror.

Maybe she was taking too long because the doctor helped undo her sweater's buttons and pull the sleeves off her shoulders. Amy tugged her shirt overhead. After it was off, she glanced at Lisa. Her eyes didn't stray one bit from her. Amy reached behind and unclasped her bra. While she looked for a place to lay her garments, the doc pulled out a drawer at the bottom of the exam table, gathered them into her hands, and dropped them inside.

Amy's nipples stiffened when the chill swirled around them and they pointed at Lisa like they wanted her attention.

The doctor rubbed her breasts in circles and pressed her fingertips into them. Amy was kicking her heels against the table and filling with excitement.

"Oh, my God..." Amy said but not realizing it.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" Lisa asked as she ceased rubbing but Amy wanted her hands back.

"No, that felt kind of good, actually."

She continued massaging her breasts with more pressure and intensity. "I don't see why a woman as beautiful as you wouldn't one day find a man that loves her for who she is."

Amy was fading into a world of immeasurable joy when the doc took her nipples between her fingers and flicked her thumbs over them. "Ah, what?"

"You said you weren't ready to date again. I was responding to that."

"Oh, right..." Amy said but she forgot she even said that! "Oh, yes. Sorry, I was lost in how much I love what you're doing."

Lisa twirled some of her own hair strands around her finger. "I shouldn't get you too excited. Your exam will be over soon."

"Aww, okay," Amy said with her bottom lip hanging.

"Are you groaning that your exam is almost over? You're an interesting one. I think that's new to me."

Amy's pores opened and her skin dampened as she was trying to find words to describe what she wanted to tell her.

"Uh, well, you must get lonely, right?"

"I think about Walt sometimes. I don't try to. It just happens. Makes me wish I had someone occupying the cold spot in bed next to me at night. Why?"

"Just asking," Amy said as she looked down and away. Her face filled with heat and changed rosy red. "Sorry, we should finish the exam. I'm sure you have a lot of patients waiting."

She couldn't tell her how she felt. Amy beat herself up in her head and she probably wouldn't have to see the doctor again for 6 months for the next physical providing nothing happened to her before that.

The doctor said, "Take off your pants and panties, please."

Amy scooted off the table, undid her pants, and pushed them down. She was mad at herself and sure nothing was going to happen now. Not that it was going to anyway.

Her panties, which were satin and barely covered her ass, followed her pants and rested at her ankles. She bent over to pull her clothes off her feet and sat with her legs pinned together and hand over her pubic patch. She wasn't sure if the doctor was interested in her and to show her drenched pussy would be embarrassing.

Lisa held onto her knees and spread her legs. Amy wasn't able to stay still as she awaited what she was going to do.

The doc pushed on her shoulder and Amy got the signal to relax.

Lisa caressed the insides of her thighs and glided her touch to her pussy. She traced around the pinkness within her lips before plunging a digit in and rotating it around. Amy gripped table and moaned louder than before. Another digit joined and she finger-fucked Amy while moving them in circles each time she entered. She was thrusting them in with force and ripples flowed through her legs and between them. Her breathing picked up when the doctor pushed them in as deep as possible, held them there, and pulled out. In again and deep. She curled her fingers upward and fucked her some more and Amy shifted her hips around. And the doc stopped. Amy was gasping with her hair also wet.

She rose up. "That's part of the exam?"

Lisa was using a cotton swab to catch some of her juices and she spread them across a microscope slide. "Why yes. I like to be thorough."

"But, I thought..." Amy said but stopped her lips from moving.

"What is it?" the doc asked as she placed the slide in an airtight bag.

"Nothing. What else do we have to do?"

"I'll need you to lean on the table so I can examine your luscious ass," Lisa said in a low voice.

Amy wasn't sure she heard that right. "What was that, doc?"

Lisa looked to be fantasizing about her and it took a while for her to snap out of her mind. "I'm sorry. I said that I need you to lean on the table so I can make sure your backside is okay."

Amy sharply inhaled. "Is that part of the physical, too?"

"Yes. Don't worry. I promise it won't be as bad as you think."

"Okay..." Amy said as she took what seemed like ten minutes to ease off the table. "That has only been a one-way street for me so be careful."

"Trust me. Now hurry up and bend over. It's not like I have all day."

Amy gulped. "Yes, doc."

She laid over the table with her ass poking out at Lisa. She didn't know what to expect. Nothing had ever been in there and she'd heard horror backdoor stories from her friends.

She heard Lisa move something off the table. She felt the doc's finger rub some cool gel over her asshole. At least that part was soothing.

A digit pushed into her ass and it widened and squeezed around it. And another finger came and she pushed them in deep. Amy clinched the cushion and gasped. The doc fucked her ass and she was moaning. It felt different and tight but still had her going wild.

The inside of her cheeks was stretching to take her fingers. She sealed her eyes as the doc fondled her pussy and wound up with both of her holes filled. Amy laid her head on the cushion with her elbows at her side. She was screaming as she absorbed the feel of those digits sliding about in and moving about in her.

Though her ass was a little sore, she didn't want it to stop but it did and she was left wanting more.

"All done, Amy," Lisa said. "I think you're the first one to ever love taking an exam so much."

Amy chuckled. "Ha. An exam? I had this silly notion that you liked me."

"I do like you."

"No, I meant really like me."

"I do really like you."

"Are you messing with me?" Amy asked as she tracked her physician's movements across the room.

"No," she said as she rolled her stool by the table, sat, and wrote on her chart. "You're an awesome person and you're one of my few patients that actually follows the doctor's orders."

Amy reached for her clothes with reluctance. "I thought you were having fun with my body. That exam was more extracurricular than most I've had."

Lisa's pen paused and she looked up. "Did I go too far? I'm sorry."

"No, it was fine. I'm trying to ask you out, okay?"

"Oh, I wouldn't want to violate the doctor/patient relationship."

Amy stood at her side and stroked the length her some of her locks. "I want you to. I think you do, too."

Lisa lifted her chin and Amy met her gaze. Like there was magnetism and sparks firing off between their lips, Amy fell into a kiss that melted her lips. She kissed her again and Lisa pressed harder on her lips and smooching noises emitted from their embrace. Amy puckered once again but a draft was where her doctor's lips used to be. She parted her eyelids to see her sliding away on the rickety wheels of the rolling stool.

"I'm sorry. I don't think I should have done that," Lisa said as she stood. "Get dressed and come on out. I'll have your samples ready by the time you check out."

Amy sighed when she heard the door open and close. She believed she messed up their friendship, too, but with the way they kissed, she figured something had to be there. Not that anything was going to be done about it anytime soon.

She dressed, straightened her hair, and went into the hallway. It was a long walk to the receptionist but when she was in sight, she noticed Lisa leaning on the counter and jabbering.

Amy spoke to the receptionist. "I just saw Dr. Shaw."

The doctor smiled and touched Amy's hand. "I want to see you back in a week to see how that cold is doing." She handed her miniature-sized boxes and a prescription. "You have an antibiotic prescription and some cold medicine there."

Jolts were rushing throughout Amy. "Okay, thanks."

Amy headed home unsure of how much she was looking forward to the next visit.

At home, at work throughout the week, driving—no matter what she did, her thoughts about her doctor followed her. It was possible she was caught off guard. Yeah, that had to be it.

The week seemed like two but like a good girl, she was back in the doctor's office when the sun was blinding and the air was brisk and nippy.

After checking in with the receptionist, she stopped at the coffee table and the box of bagels whispered, "I know you want us!"

Well, what she really wanted was her doctor having her way with her again but a bagel with cream cheese would have to do.

After she took a bite, her chewing halted when she spotted Dr. Eye Candy behind the receptionist's desk!

They couldn't stop eyeing each other and Amy felt heat and her pussy became wet again.

When the doctor was out of sight, the trance cast over Amy was released. She exhaled and went back to devouring her bagel like she wanted to do to Lisa. She couldn't quit thinking about it!

The doctor had her hair flying loose, her blush was a subtle bronze, and lips pink. It was that look she had, though. Most alluring.

Amy looked around while sipping her coffee. Every other seat was empty and there was a good chance she wouldn't have to wait long to get "checked out."

Before she could see the bottom of her cup, a nurse called her back. Amy downed the rest of her brew and scampered to the back.

After the requisite blood pressure taking, weighing, and thermometer under the tongue routine, Amy was in Room 5 again. Her hands were between her legs and she was rocking back and forth on the table.

It didn't matter what the weather was. Amy was in her new, knee-length turquoise dress that displayed her peach-toned legs and was wearing black flat-heel shoes. And with turquoise teardrop earrings, her hair curled, and a few sprits of vanilla lavender fragrance, she thought she was on a date!
Amy walked the tiles on the floor as she waited, which wasn't long. She heard pitter-patters outside the door following by squeaking when the door swung open.

Lisa closed it and said, "Good morning, Amy! How are you today?"

Amy touched her chin to her shoulder with a grin. "I'm peachy!"

"Good to hear!" she said as she dropped her chart on the table. "Sit down. Let's see how your body is doing."

Amy hopped onto the table.

Lisa checked her breathing again with the stethoscope. "You sound much better this time."

"I did what you said and I'm a new girl now!"

"Good. Is this the dress you were telling me about last time? It's beautiful. You're beautiful."

Amy giggled. "Thanks!"

"Now, there's something else I want to check."

Lisa pressed on Amy with her body and went for her lips! Amy couldn't believe it! The doc kissed her a few times and opened her mouth to let her tongue out. Amy tangled her tongue around hers as she held her back and let her hand find her ass and grope it. Her ass was firm and Amy's grope caused her to moan in her mouth.

The doctor slipped a hand under Amy's dress and rubbed her fingers on her pussy through her panties while still drowning her in kisses.

Amy was panting and feeling ablaze. She could feel a finger sneak into her panties, brush over her pussy lips, and slide in and out a few times. She tightened her legs around the doc and shrieked.

Lisa pulled back with puffy cheeks.

Amy let one of those cheeks rest against her palm. "Whoa, I didn't expect that!"

"I like you a lot and got to thinking that I couldn't imagine myself being with anyone else right now."

"I'm happy you feel that way. I've been hoping we could have fun together."

"Well, shut up so we can get to some more fun!"

Amy smiled and they kissed some more. Lisa licked Amy's neck up to her ear. She nibbled on it and dragged her tongue under her chin and attached to her neck. She sucked so hard that she was wiggling her feet. Amy squeezed Lisa and arched her back against the table.

The doctor slipped out of her white coat and Amy was too happy to shove her sleeves off and grab a handful of her breasts. They were perky and her nipple could be seen pressing against her white blouse. Amy rubbed those nipples with her thumb over the fabric.

The doctor started unbuttoning her top and Amy tugged at her buttons, which popped a couple loose. She rose off the table to lick between her breasts and when they came into view, she licked over one of them and nibbled and kissed her way to her bra. The doctor took the bra away and freed her breasts fully. Amy cupped a tit in her palm and fed it to herself, twirling her wet tongue over it, and sucking so hard it left a hickey. The doctor was moaning and shaking while her hand went back to her pussy.

The doctor pinched Amy's panties at the waist and ripped them off from under her dress. They had a moist spot and the scent of her sweet sex was present when exposed to the air.

The doctor pushed Amy's dress towards her waist and the more her skin was exposed, the more she quivered and gasped to the chill.

Lisa kissed the insides of her thighs and left a path to her pussy lips. She licked all over her and Amy cried out. The doc spread her lips apart and, with eagerness, attacked her pussy with licks all over her pink flesh while squeezing her ass. Shockwaves shot through Amy as she was pushing towards climax with dampened skin and squealing in sexual happiness.

The doc teased her with her fingertip before pushing it in while flicking her tongue over her clit. She added another finger and shoved them in and out, twisting them around, and forcing her hips to jump.

"Oh, yes! Like that..." Amy said. "I wish you could fuck me hard."

The doc stood from between her legs. "Maybe I can grant that wish."

From the drawer attached to the table, she had hidden an instrument of tremendous pleasure—a strap-on with a thick, faux vein running along its length and a swollen head.

Amy grinned. "I want that in me like now! Fuck me good!"

"I intent to, sweetie," the doc said as she loosened the belt holding up her skirt and took them down her legs. Amy lightly rubbed her black silk panties before yanking them down. The doc's naked pussy was begging to be eaten and Amy couldn't help herself.

She kneeled beneath it, attached her lips, and devoured it as she sped her tongue all over it. The doc had to brace herself on the table as her knees turned to whipped cream.

Lisa pointed at the table and Amy hopped back on it and laid with her legs open awaiting the rubber-like cock.

The doc wore it and placed the head at her pussy. Amy scooted closer to try to get it in herself but Lisa pulled it away and rubbed it on her pussy and teased the tip against it. Amy fake-whimpered.

"Please fuck me..." she begged as she was so turned on, she was about to explode.

Her wish came true when she felt the head penetrate her and her pussy stretch to take it in. She moaned and held onto the table when she only fucked her with short, slow strokes before plunging into her with forceful thrusts powered by her hips that frenzied Amy.

She gradually began to fuck Amy mercilessly, which kept grinding her back against the table. The sheet beneath her rustled and tore. Amy was trying to keep her cries from reaching the hallway but it was so damn good that it was nearly a lost cause.

Lisa held her ankles as she fucked her and Amy was losing it as she was trembling out of control and breathing hard and fast.

She brought her strokes to slow in and out motions to penetrations as deep as she could get them before pulling back and diving in again. She fucked her with speed once more and the unpredictability of her movements had her closing in on the pinnacle of pleasure.

Lisa took the cock away, though!

She said, "Turn around and bend over on the table."

Amy took a moment to regain herself but did as she asked. She wasn't sure what was coming next—she wasn't too comfortable with one of the places the cock could go but trusted pleasure would ensue nonetheless.

She felt the cock push in her pussy and she was relieved. The doc held onto her ass cheeks as she rammed into Amy time and again, pounding her into the table.

"Do you like it when I fuck you?" Lisa asked.

"Yes, oh, yes!"

"But, you are bad for wanting to be fucked in your doctor's office and everyone knows what bad girls get."

Amy said, "A lollipop, right?"

She was being silly knowing that wasn't the right answer but wanted to have fun with it.

Lisa swatted her cheeks a few times and Amy yelped.

"You got the 'pop' part right you naughty girl!" the doc said as she continued spanking her ass while ramming her.

She swatted her five more times, "pop, pop, pop, pow, smack!"

Amy said, "Yeoww! Oh, my God! Oh, yes! Spank me for being bad. I deserve it!"

Lisa smacked her flesh five times more with a rough grope following the last spank.

"Cum for me, Amy! Cum!"

Amy could take no more! With the cock like a piston driving into her and with the stinging of her backside, she climbed onto the table, laid on her back, and opened her legs.

When Lisa licked her dripping pussy, Amy's whole body rumbled and she came with screaming and panting while sucking air. Her leather heels flew off and she tossed her hair back and looked at the ceiling with her eyes rolled white.

Lisa lost the strap-on and dressed.

Amy slid to the edge of the table. "Wait, don't you want to be fucked, too?"

Lisa's whole face turned blue and seemed to droop as she pointed at the wall clock. "Sigh, I wish but I kind of have patients waiting on me." She sat at the table and wrote on Amy's chart.

While dressing, Amy began to feel bad even after that amazing, body-quaking experience. She knew the doctor needed it but time didn't allow it.

After slipping the dress's last strap onto her shoulder, she approached the doc. "Hey, we could meet later if you want."

"That's sweet of you but I'm going out with some of the other staff to some restaurant while they talk about stocks, bonds, Wall Street, and other so exciting things."

"You could go out with me instead. You know how much fun we could have."

"I already promised them," Lisa said as she looked up at Amy. "Maybe another day?"

Amy brought the notepad on the table closer, ripped the pen from the doctor's fingers, and started writing. "Here's my number in case you change your mind and want to get away from all the 'excitement' tonight."

Amy didn't speak another word. She left Lisa with something to contemplate.

That evening beneath the ocean of stars, Lisa stared at the 5-star Seafood Palace from her black Jaguar. A dim, yellow light shined within both levels of the restaurant. It wasn't to say a few glasses of booze wouldn't have been nice in the romantic lighting but something else was taking up residence in Lisa's thoughts.

She was in the rear of the parking lot close to the street. She was watching each of her coworkers walk into the place as they arrived but when she thought of joining them, something tugged her in another direction.

She reached into her purse and took out her cell phone and the folded paper with Amy's digits on them. Spending time with that lovely patient she fucked earlier seemed like the best way to enjoy her evening.

She had a severe case of the jitters and could hardly dial. Her legs tightened and a rush flew between them. Before she pressed the "Call" button, the phone vibrated and went off with her rock and roll tune. "Walt Calling," the display read.

It was her ex-fiancé. What in the name of rotten breakups could he want? Streaks of mental pain seized her emotions and her tummy was as though she'd eaten 5 day old chicken that had been sitting out in the sun.

She let it buzz for a few seconds but answered against her better judgment.

"Hello?" she said in a huff.

"Lisa? It's me, Walt." His voice was solemn like someone drank his last can of beer.

"I know who you are! What do you want?"

"I didn't like how things ended. I was hoping we could..."

Lisa interrupted. "The answer is no whatever it is!"

"Just listen! I know I was an asshole and if you won't give me another chance at your heart at least let me be a friend to you."

"I don't think 'friends' get down on one knee and later pull a 'just kidding!'"

"I freaked out. I'm sorry. The thought of marriage was a scary thing and I did something stupid by chickening out! I still love you!"

"That's not the only stupid thing you did, Walt! Add calling me to the list!"

Walt shouted, "Please don't hang up!"

Lisa had her finger hovering over the "End Call" button. "Something happen with your slut? Is that why you called?"

"What? No..." Walt stammered. "I broke it off with her. All she did was remind me of what a fool I was. How much I missed you."

Memories of the times when things were good between them flooded her mind—their first kiss, the times he was there with back and foot massages after a long day's work, the spins on the Ferris wheel at the carnivals. How much he spoke of wanting a family with her. She couldn't let herself be drawn back to him.

"I'm sorry. I have to go!"

She hung up, folded her arms, and started shaking. She didn't want to figure out how to process that!

She called Amy as fast as she could. Each ring made her more anxious. Why wasn't she answering?

Ah, on the last ring, she finally answered!

"Hello?"

"Hi, it's Lisa. How are you?"

"Hey! What are you doing?" Amy said.

"You'll never guess who called. Walt."

"What did that jerk want?"

"I'll tell you later. I would like to see you."

"Sounds like fun. Where are you?"

Lisa watched the last of her coworkers enter the restaurant. They were standing on the steps at the front door and looking around like they were trying to spot her.

"I'm at the Seafood Palace sitting in my car in the back row."

"Okay, I'll be there soon!"

Lisa tilted the seat back and waited for a little while. It was black where she was and the limited light around her parking space gave her some privacy. There were cars on either side of her but their owners recently got out so it's possible they wouldn't be coming back for a while.

She checked for anyone roaming by while she pulled up her black dress. She was losing her mind waiting for Amy. Their antics in her office and the anticipation of what may happen that evening had her riled up.

She slid a couple of fingers in her lacy midnight blue panties and massaged her clit slowly then faster as images of Amy fucking her appeared in front of her mind. She slipped a finger in her pussy, which was heated and wet. Her juices were sloshing when she fingered herself.

Her ass was rocking all over the seat. She shoved another finger in, slouched, and was bringing herself closer to a cum. She rubbed back and forth from her clit, to her pussy, and back up again.

Her phone was blaring but it hardly registered in her ears.

She was so lost in her self-pleasuring that she nearly hit her head on the roof when someone tapped on the window! Lisa gasped and couldn't speak for a moment. Her first reaction was to push her dress back down but was in so much fear and shock that her effort to do so was half-hearted.

She shifted an eye towards the glass first. That petite, curly-haired silhouette belonged to Amy!

She pushed the button to lower the window. Lisa smiled and her cheeks flushed.

"Amy! You scared me!"

"Sorry," she said. Lisa noticed her gaze was pinned on her long, cream colored legs, which were shining in the blue moonlight. "You started without me I see."

"Why don't you get in here so you can help me finish?"

Amy jerked her door open, climbed into her lap, and straddled her. Lisa loved the feel of her little ass moving upon her. She held Amy's hips and assisted her with the grinding.

Amy swept the tresses away from Lisa's face. Lisa was starving for her lips and she went for them. They ravaged each other with lip presses and tongue lashes while breathing hard and heavy and taking in the scent of each other's fruity smells.

Amy found her way to Lisa's neck. She took a deep sniff and clamped her lips onto it. She sucked and licked it up, down, and back to her earlobe where she tugged on it with her teeth.

Lisa was moaning and overflowing with fire and desire as she wouldn't let Amy go. "Oh, my Amy!" She ripped the straps off Amy's shoulders, pulled her dress beneath her tits, and kneaded them and twisted her nipples. Amy yelped and grabbed a handful of Lisa's locks.

Amy whispered in Lisa's ear. "The backseat looks inviting!"

"Okay, naughty girl. You first since you're on top of me!"

Amy shimmied her way to the back and Lisa stung her ass with a slap. "Yeow! Get back here!"

She helped the doc onto the vinyl and shoved her on her back. Lisa scooted up so her head was close to the door and spread her legs. Her height made it a tight fit but she was comfy. Amy was giggling when she eased her hands beneath her dress, lightly against her legs, and let her thumb push her dress upward over her belly button.

Amy kissed her side a few times and gave it a bite. Lisa was squirming around but couldn't escape the growing pleasure pouring into her system.

She smooched her flat abs over to her belly-button and smooched it, too.

Amy took the top of her panties in her teeth and dragged them down.

"Please, lick my pussy..." Lisa said as she grabbed the net attached to the back of the front seat.

Amy whisked her underwear lower, which brought her pussy out. "Ooh, I am. You and your sexy, bad girl panties have to go!"

She dropped her undies in the floor and reveled in the sight of her moist pussy lips.

Amy dove in, lapped at her juices, and fucked her with her tongue. Lisa slapped the seat and exhaled in quick breaths the more she did.

She spun her licker over her clit and pushed a pair of her digits in to fuck her with them. Lisa's legs were wiggling and the sweat on her flesh was steaming.

Lisa pointed to the front seat. "My strap-on is in my purse."

Amy pulled her dress overhead and let it fall on Lisa's panties. She shoved her own undies down and off and leapt for the toy.

She dug it out and slipped into it. "I've been waiting for a long time to fuck you, Dr. Shaw."

Lisa returned a sexy grin and parted her legs further. It was like she was about fire off a wave of orgasms just waiting for the cock.

Amy guided it to her pussy and she dove in as far as she could get. Her flesh opened and spread to take it in and the sensations were intense.

She climbed upon Lisa, lifted her hips, and drilled her with potent penetrations. As she fucked her, she leaned in and smothered her in kisses as Lisa moaned into her throat.

Lisa's nails slipped over Amy's damp back as she tried clawing it. The car was like a sauna and had the alluring aroma of sexual secretions and feminine musk.

Amy stopped when she was deep inside her and held it. Lisa's legs and back clinched as she purred.

Amy retreated until the cock's head slipped out and forcefully plowed into her pussy again. She lifted her hips and once more she hit it hard. Lisa cried out and Amy eased up and fucked her in a steady flow, the rubbery toy rubbing around within her.

She leaned away and gripped the rear of her knees as she continued banging their bodies together. Lisa pulled her close again and kissed her with softness that lingered after each touch. She ensnared Amy with her legs and squeezed her pussy onto the cock as her legs contracted.

Amy fucked her again with roughness, building up ferocity, and Lisa screamed with the release of tension and cum.

She relaxed followed by laughter. "Hehe! Oh, that was so good. Just what I needed!"

She tossed her arms out and laid there.

Amy kissed her. "You deserved it, sweetheart."

Their moment was broken with the sound of chatter growing louder by the second and they clutched onto each other with speeding hearts. It was hot and sweaty and Amy's body slid around on Lisa's but getting busted was the real concern!

"Be still! Maybe they won't see us!" Lisa said.

"I have to move! My ass is out for everyone to drool at! If I can just get to my dress..."

"At least it's cute."

"Yeah, but it's only for special people to see!" Amy said as she had to turn and reach into the floor near her legs.

Only a few beams of light shined in the backseat but most of it happened to be upon Amy's luscious ass.

When she twisted her body, she noticed some suits and dresses stop in front of the window. They weren't looking in—at least not then!

Amy managed to drape her dress over her backside but now someone had their mug pressed against the glass. She buried her face into the seat by the doc's head!

Lisa peered around Amy at the curious outsider. The figure, which was shrouded in the night, was stout, stocky, and all too familiar.

"Oh, no! It's Brandon from the office! I hope he can't see me!" She snapped her head back onto the seat and kept still.

Amy aligned herself over her. "I'll cover you!"

The guy tapped on the window. They flinched but remained statues.

After a minute, Lisa's phone rang. Brandon was now on his phone. Coincidence? Couldn't have been!

"Ignore it!" Lisa said.

It kept ringing for the next few minutes.

Amy reached into the front seat. "You should probably see who it is."

She gave the phone to Lisa and she glanced at the display. She had 15 missed calls scattered throughout the night and hadn't heard one.

She inhaled when she answered. "Hello?"

Brandon faced the window again. "Are you and your friend cozy in there?"
"I'm sorry about not making the dinner. I needed a friend tonight. You're my friend, too, but I wanted to be alone. Don't tell anyone."

Brandon said, "I don't know. This is kind of juicy. By the way, three's not a crowd, you know."

"Very cute. See you tomorrow."

She hung up and her mortification meter rose higher! At least she felt somewhat better when all the bodies outside dispersed.

"Is everything okay?" Amy asked.

"I don't know yet. It was our peeping Tom that called. I work with him. He's another doctor at the office. He's nice but has a fascination with the things hiding in people's closets."

Amy shuddered against Lisa. "Nice? Seems creepy to me. Is he the type that gossips?"

"You mean will everyone find out about what we did? Gee, I hope not."

"He wouldn't use what he saw here as blackmail, would he?"

"He asked me out but I wasn't over Walt and needed more time. Feels like I still do. He should understand that."

"Let's get dressed and you can tell me about it."

Moments later, the women were back in the front and fully clothed.

Lisa was so attracted to the woman to her right but what of Walt? Brandon? Her job? Ahh!

While looking into the night, Lisa said, "Walt called to apologize for leaving me at the altar. We didn't quite get that far but close enough. Bad enough. I know he was afraid but he wasn't alone in that. We were supposed to work through everything together."

Amy held her hand for a bit but Lisa took it away. "I'm sorry. Is he still with that girl he found at the bar?"

"He said he broke it off with her because he claimed he believed she should have been me. How sweet. Whatever."

Amy turned towards Lisa with her elbow propped against the headrest. "And what about us?"

"I'm in a daze and I had a great time but I wouldn't want you to feel like you're a supporting actor in my series of drama. Let me work on some things, first."

Amy stroked her arm. "We could work on them together..."

Lisa smiled but spoke no words. She seemed happy in that moment with her but it would take time to tell if it could go beyond that!

Later that week, Amy got a call from Lisa's nurse. They needed to draw some blood and they had a spot for her to come in the following day. Looked to be another interesting visit to Dr. Shaw's office!

the alluring shaw

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