Brenda Carpenter took her new uniform out of the box and hung it carefully on a hanger in her closet. She had a freshly starched cap all ready and her white shoes were gleaming with a coat of fresh polish. She was all set for tomorrow morning when Dr. Gallagher made his rounds of the therapy rooms. Now all she had to do was get ready for her date with Drew.
Just thinking about her handsome fianc', Drew Berlin, made a smile flicker across Brenda's lovely face. They were meeting his partner, Harvey Drummond and Harvey's wife Alicia for Dinner at the Bluffs. It was going to be a very important evening, Brenda was sure. Drew suspected that Harvey was about to take him into the law office as a full partner instead of a junior. She hoped so. If Drew got the promotion he expected, they'd be able to get married at the end of the year. Harvey would give him important cases, instead of the wills and leases he was handling now and the fees would be much larger.
There was over an hour before Drew would arrive and Brenda decided that she'd have time for a nice, relaxing bubble bath. She wanted to look her best tonight. She needed to impress Harvey and Alicia favorably. Harvey wouldn't even consider Drew as a full partner unless she proved that she would be a proper lawyer's wife.
In no more than five minutes, Brenda was relaxing in a hot bubble bath, washing her curvy body with a soapy washcloth. At least Harvey would approve of her appearance tonight. Harvey always approved of her appearance every time she went to meet Drew at the office. Sometimes he approved of it a little too much, like the time the aging Romeo had pinched her when she was in the waiting room. Brenda wasn't quite sure how to handle this kind of flirtation. If Harvey had been anyone else she probably would have slapped his face, but she couldn't cause a scene with Drew's boss. She was sure that Harvey had just been teasing in a rather crass way. Sometimes Harvey's humor was a little raw, but Brenda was determined to handle anything that came up tonight. With Alicia along, Harvey wouldn't flirt with her, she was sure.
A few more minutes in the tub and Brenda was relaxed and rejuvenated. She knew she looked good as she dressed in her new powder blue suit and put her long, black hair up in a fashionable twist. She even dabbed on a little of the expensive french perfume Drew had given her for Christmas. Usually Brenda didn't wear perfume. When she was working with her patients, a whiff of expensive perfume detracted from her starched efficiency, she was sure. She didn't want any of her patients regarding her as anything other than a physical therapist.
"Mmmmmmm, you're wearing my favorite perfume," Drew commented as he helped Brenda into the car. "You look beautiful too. Maybe we ought to forget all about dinner and go somewhere nice and dark and intimate."
"Don't be silly, honey," Brenda laughed. Even though she knew that Drew was teasing, his remark unsettled her a little. Drew had always been a perfect gentleman but she noticed that he kissed her a little longer than usual now, when he said goodnight after a date. Not that she really minded, but it was good to keep things on a sensible plane until after they were married. Brenda was a good girl and she intended to stay that way until her wedding night. Of course Drew had never made an outright pass but she was careful not to encourage too much intimacy on their dates. Even the nicest gentleman could turn into a wolf with just a little provocation. Brenda's mother had been careful to warn the girl about things like that. Brenda was sure that Drew wouldn't do anything really serious but you could never tell. She knew that men had higher boiling points than women when it came to sex. There was no sense taking any chances even with a gentleman like Drew. Girls who teased their fiances were just asking for trouble.
By the time Brenda got through the dinner, she felt just a bit tipsy. Harvey insisted on having cocktails with dinner and she hadn't wanted to refuse. Brenda didn't really approve of drinking but since Alicia had two cocktails, Brenda had followed her lead. The dinner had gone off perfectly and Brenda was very proud of the way she'd held her own in the conversation. Alicia seemed to approve of her and Brenda knew how much Alicia's opinion counted when it came to picking the bright young man who would be Harvey's new partner.
"I think we all need a little after dinner drink," Harvey chuckled, catching the waiter's attention. Brenda was about to refuse when she caught Drew's eye. He winked and nodded so she agreed quickly. One more drink wouldn't hurt and she'd make Drew take her right home after dinner. Three drinks was a little too much for a girl not used to the heady effects of alcohol.
"We're celebrating," Harvey said, winking at Brenda. "I've just decided to ask Drew to be my new partner. What do you think of that?"
"Why, that's wonderful!" Brenda exclaimed, smiling happily at Drew. The evening had turned out to be a complete success and she was sure that her behavior had something to do with Harvey's decision.
"Well ... how about it, Drew?" Alicia asked, giving Brenda's fianc' a long, level look. "Do you think you'll be able to stand the old bastard for the next few years?"
Brenda's mouth almost dropped open in shock but somehow she managed to keep the careful smile on her face. Alicia certainly believed in speaking her mind. Brenda wasn't sure she completely approved of Harvey's wife but she'd keep those thoughts to herself.
"Oh, I'm already used to him," Drew laughed. "Don't worry. Alicia ... I can take care of myself around Harvey."
"Just don't let him give me all the boring cases," Alicia continued, winking at Drew. "Harvey always saves the luscious-looking clients for himself. You'll probably be stuck with all the old hags and the straight old men."
"I guess I'll survive," Drew replied, grinning back at Alicia. "At least I can keep him in line when we go out of town. I'll be his chaperone and see he doesn't get into any trouble."
"If I know you two men, you'll probably be calling me at three in the morning from some police station," Alicia teased. "Both of you will be getting picked up for lewd behavior now. You're not going to help one bit, Drew ... I can tell that."
"At least I'll have company in jail," Harvey chuckled, punching Drew on the arm. "Isn't that right, partner?"
"Right," Drew laughed, giving Brenda a big wink. He could tell that she was a little upset at the way the conversation was going but he couldn't help that. Harvey and Alicia got a little wild at times and Drew knew it. He didn't mind for himself but he could imagine what Brenda was thinking. She wasn't used to this kind of talk at all. After meeting Brenda's mother, Drew could understand why Brenda was a bit of a prude at times. Her mother was a dyed in the wool Victorian. He'd never met such a straight woman in his life!
"Did Harvey really get picked up for lewd behavior?" Brenda asked as they were driving home. She was still trying to figure out the conversation.
"Well ... I guess he did get into some trouble a couple of years ago," Drew hedged. He certainly didn't want to tell Brenda about the time Harvey had been caught propositioning a police woman who was disguised as a prostitute. "It was all a mistake though. Alicia just won't let him forget it ... that's all. She's a real tease sometimes."
"Oh," Brenda said, sighing in relief. "I'm glad it was a mistake. I was beginning to wonder about him for awhile there."
Drew parked the car on the street and helped Brenda out. Then he followed her up the stairs to her apartment, noticing the way her dress pulled up when she climbed the steps. She really was a beautiful girl. She was so straight though. There were times when Drew wondered whether his fianc' had ice instead of blood in her veins. He was going to find out before they were married though. You could bet on that. He'd handled too many divorce cases lately. He wasn't going to marry Brenda until he found out whether she'd always be this shy and reserved.
"How about fixing me a cup of coffee, honey?" Drew asked after he'd unlocked Brenda's door for her. "Those cocktails really went straight to my head and it's a long drive to the other side of town."
"Uh ... sure," Brenda agreed hesitantly. She'd never invited Drew into her apartment before but this was an unusual situation. She didn't want him to fall asleep on the drive home. Just one cup of coffee wouldn't hurt. She'd make sure that he left right after that.
"Just make yourself at home and I'll fix the coffee," Brenda suggested, motioning toward the couch. Then she went into the kitchen and measured out instant coffee. It would be faster than regular and she really did have to get to bed. She was still feeling very strange from the drinks she'd had and it was awfully hard to concentrate even on a simple task like making coffee.
Brenda's hands were shaking when she carried the coffee out to Drew. She really was a little nervous about being alone with him. This was different than going to a movie or driving in the car. In the back of her mind she heard her mother's warning voice. Never let a man get you alone, her mother had cautioned. You never know what might happen.
Brenda sat down on the very edge of the couch and avoided Drew's eyes. This was much too intimate to suit her. Drew kept glancing toward the bedroom doorway and Brenda blushed as she realized that her bed was plainly in sight. Somehow that made the situation even more embarrassing. It was only a room away and she hoped that Drew was a little too drunk to realize that.
If Brenda could have read Drew's mind, she would have been even more nervous. He was imagining Brenda in bed with her long black hair spread out against the white pillowcase. He really wasn't drunk at all. He was just hornier than hell and in the mood for a little celebration. After all, they were engaged and now they could set the wedding date. Drew was sure that Brenda would be a little more passionate once the date was p scheduled.
"Well?" Drew asked, grinning at Brenda who was sitting on the very edge of the couch, nervously sipping her coffee. "We can set the wedding date now. How about July?"
"Oh!" Brenda gasped, smiling happily. "I think July's perfect. When would you like to have the wedding? At the beginning of the month or the end?"
The beginning," Drew replied promptly. Brenda looked so beautiful tonight he could hardly stand the thought of waiting even three months. "Let's make it on the fourth? Then I won't be able to forget it after we've been married for years and years. I'm terrible about remembering birthdays and anniversaries."
"July fourth..." Brenda pondered. "It sounds perfect. I think that's a marvelous idea. Now all I have to do is make all the arrangements."
Drew leaned back and smiled as Brenda started cataloguing the things to do. Given a week, Brenda would probably have everything organized. He still had a surprise up his sleeve though. He hadn't told her what Harvey said about their honeymoon.
"We're getting a nice little wedding present from Harvey and Alicia," Drew grinned, waiting until he had Brenda's full attention. "They're giving us a trip to Hawaii for our honeymoon."
"Hawaii?" Brenda gasped. "Oh, Drew! I ... I just can't believe it! That's ... that's the most exciting thing I ever heard!"
Brenda threw herself in Drew's arms and gave him a big hug. She'd never been to Hawaii and she could hardly wait. How nice of Harvey and Alicia! She'd never expected anything this marvelous.
The effect of the drinks and the excitement was making Brenda's head spin around and around. She didn't resist at all when Drew started kissing her. She was too excited to even think about what he was doing. A trip to Hawaii! Could anything be more wonderful?
Drew felt Brenda's curvy body nestle right up against him and his lips came down on hers, harder and harder. God! She was beautiful! He just knew that she'd loosen up once the date was set. Maybe she'd even let him spend the night. He hadn't even asked before. He knew how careful she'd been about being alone with him, but now that the wedding date was actually set, things would be different. Drew was sure that Brenda would relax a little now and let him enjoy her a bit more ... maybe a lot more. At least that's what he was hoping as his hands smoothed over her back and his tongue pushed out between her moist, full lips.
"Mmmmmm," Brenda sighed, throwing her arms around Drew's neck. She'd never been kissed like this before. It really made her feel strange ... at least she thought it was the kiss. Something was making her feel all shuddery and weak all of a sudden. It must be the combination of the alcohol and this new excitement about the wedding. Whatever it was, it felt marvelous. Her whole body trembled in excitement and she snuggled in Drew's arms, feeling like the luckiest girl in the world. A trip to Hawaii for a wedding present! She just couldn't stop thinking about it.
Drew was having a little trouble keeping his head from whirling too. Brenda was pressed right up against him and his cock hardened stiffly in the front of his pants. Now he was sure that she wouldn't resist him when he tried to enjoy her a little more tonight. She certainly hadn't resisted so far. Her lips were parted and she welcomed the heated plunges of his tongue into her warm, silken mouth. This was much better. Brenda wasn't resisting at all.
"Mmmmmmm," Brenda sighed, pressing a little closer. Her body was filled with a new and exciting heat and she could feel her breasts quiver against Drew's chest. It was a wonderful feeling. Her nipples were hardening and punching out against his body and she felt dizzy and light-headed and marvelously happy. Now that the wedding date was set, she didn't have to worry about things quite so much. She could let Drew kiss her a little more. She wanted to feel this shuddering warmth for just a while longer before she broke their kiss.
Drew's fingers began to move in a circular motion, slipping down Brenda's back and then up under her arms and around to the front of her chest. Then his hands were brushing over her swelling breasts, touching them gently and feeling her plump nipples tremble in his hands. He was sure that this was going to be the night. Brenda had never let him get this far before. She didn't even seem to be aware of what he was doing. Her nipples were aware of his caresses though. The little hard buttons pushed against his finger, just begging to be touched without all those clothes clothes in the way. Drew knew that he had to be very careful. He didn't want to break Brenda's mood by doing anything suddenly. He pushed his hands reluctantly away and moved them to her back again, kissing her deeply and rubbing her shoulders until she was completely relaxed. Then he slipped his fingers up under her suit jacket and her blouse, heading straight for the clasp on her brassiere.
"Mmmmmmph!" Brenda gasped, feeling the tight brassiere release suddenly. She tried to pull away, but before she had succeeded, Drew's fingers were rubbing again. This was all right. She didn't have to worry. Drew was just rubbing her back for her. He wasn't touching her anywhere else. He'd just wanted her brassiere loose so he could rub her back.
"Mmmmmmm ... feels good," Brenda murmured trembling in Drew's arms. It felt just wonderful. Drew's fingers were rubbing all of the tenseness out of her shoulders and it felt so good she didn't want him to stop. There was nothing wrong with a backrub when it felt this good. There wasn't anything to worry about with Drew. He knew how she felt about getting too intimate before the wedding.
Suddenly Brenda's nipples started to harden again. She thought of the way Drew had touched them through her clothes and she wondered what it would feel like if he touched them again now. It probably wasn't a very proper thought but Brenda couldn't help but wonder. She had enjoyed it so much before and it would be ever nicer without anything in the way. The thought of Drew's fingers sliding over her bare flesh made her mind whirl around in excitement. She could let him do just that. Now that the wedding date was set, just one touch wouldn't hurt.
Brenda didn't realize that she was giving in to the demands of her body as she thought about Drew's hands on her nipples. Everything seemed perfectly rational to her with her mind clouded by the pleasant alcoholic fog. One touch wouldn't hurt at all. She almost wished that he would try it. Of course she'd stop him right after she found out what it felt like, but one touch would be sufficient.
Her curiosity was killing her. If it had felt that good before right through her suit jacket and blouse and brassiere, it would be really wonderful without anything in the way.
Drew had no idea that he and Brenda were thinking the same thing. He had been intending to start by rubbing her marvelously firm breasts and teasing her nipples a bit. Drew was sure that Brenda would like it. How could she fail to feel good if he gave those lusciously plump nipples a squeeze or two with his fingers. Every other girl he'd ever dated said that it felt wonderful. Brenda would think it was wonderful too, if he could work his fingers around and do it.
"Mmmmmmm," Brenda sighed again moving a little closer to his hands as they began to stroke up under her arms again. Then his fingers were sliding closer and closer to the shuddering orbs of her firm, warm breasts. Drew's lips came down on hers again and she was drowning in sensation, her mind swirled in excitement as his fingers stroked right up the slopes of her creamy, warm breasts and found her plump, quivering nipples at the very top.
"Mmmmmmmm," Brenda gasped. Streaks of wild joy flowed through her body as Drew touched the pulsing, fiery buds of her nipples. The current of pleasure ran right down her body, past the curve of her waist, down to her hips and then right between the shuddering lips of her moist, pink cuntal groove.
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Brenda moaned again. This was wonderful. She'd never expected to feel this excited. Her mind was swirling around so hard she forgot all about stopping Drew after just one touch. His fingers were plucking now, squeezing her nipples like he was juicing cherries. It was altogether the most delicious sensation Brenda had ever felt.
Drew began to breathe quickly as his fingers squeezed around Brenda's marvelously hot nipples. They were little buds of fire, pulsing sweetly and punching out lewdly, begging for more of his pinching caresses. He could tell that Brenda was excited. She was trembling like a leaf in the wind and she had never acted this free and passionate before. Drew was convinced that she was going to give in tonight and let him taste the delights of her lovely body. She hadn't put up one bit of resistance and he'd been expecting it ever since he'd first kissed her.
Drew began to beg bolder as his imagination ran wild. He could hardly wait to touch the rest of Brenda's beautiful trembling body. Her waist was so narrow and her hips curved out so sweetly ... and then there was the lush swell of her round ass-cheeks and the soft downy mound of her cunt. Drew had never seen Brenda in the nude but he could imagine how beautiful she would be. He'd seen her in a bathing suit and he could imagine the rest. She'd flatly refused to wear a bikini when he'd suggested buying one for her last summer. That had been a pity. Brenda would be absolutely breathtaking in a bikini and enough to make a man lose his mind completely without any clothes on at all. Drew could hardly wait to see her that way. Only three months ... or maybe even tonight if he did everything just right. As long as he didn't startle her, everything might just work. One thing could lead to another, and another, and another until he'd be right in her bedroom with her, watching her long black hair spill over the pillow. And driving his hard, aching cock right into her sweet, shivering pussy! That was really what Drew wanted. He was so horny he felt like his prick was going to explode any minute.
"Mmmmm," Brenda sighed again, her senses reeling. She'd never felt this warm and lethargic before. Drew's finger were stroking her so beautifully that she couldn't pull away. She wasn't even thinking about pulling away. She was enjoying herself too much to even consider stopping him. Just touching her nipples wasn't that improper. Lot's of girls went much farther than that before they were married.
Brenda didn't even frown as Drew's fingers began to squeeze harder and harder on her quivering breasts. She was feeling so nice and happy and relaxed that she wasn't thinking about her conviction to be a virgin when they were married. Drew wasn't doing anything so awful. At last Brenda began to realize why the girls at school had all gathered together in little clusters in the hallways to talk about petting and necking. At the time she'd thought it was something no nice girl would ever do, but she was rapidly beginning to change her mind. She was a nice girl, wasn't she? And she was doing it right now.
When Drew's hand began to caress the sides of her legs, Brenda started to get a little nervous. Still ... touching her legs wasn't doing anything wrong. He'd touched her legs before when he'd helped her put on suntan lotion at the beach. She'd stop him if he really started to get out of line but his fingers felt so wonderful sliding up the lightly tanned smoothness of her legs that she didn't want to stop him yet.
Drew could feel his cock pound and throb in the front of his pants. Going this slowly was almost killing him. He knew that Brenda liked the way he was stroking her legs. She was making little moaning sounds in her throat and now her tongue was meeting his while they kissed. It was almost impossible for Drew to hold back and not throw his beautiful fianc' back onto the couch and tear her clothes off but he had better sense than that. At least he thought he did. The temptation was pretty fierce as his stiff prick continued to throb.
Slow down, Drew told himself. Slow down and take it easy and you'll get there yet. His fingers were itching to snake up the inside of Brenda's warm, silky thighs and zero right in on her hot, pink cunt but he'd have to be very careful when he did that. He'd get her so hot she couldn't say no. That was what he was trying to do and he'd do it or die in the attempt.
Drew's cock gave another torturous throb and he almost groaned right out loud. It was practically killing him to proceed this slowly. He had Brenda right where he wanted her and the bedroom was only a few steps away. He could see that nice soft bed out of the corner of his eye. It wouldn't be long now before he'd have her undressed, lying naked and willing on her own little bed. He was going to do it tonight thanks to Harvey and his orders for drinks. Brenda had a nice little buzz on and it shouldn't take more than a few more minutes to get her all loosened up and ready for everything he wanted to give her. He'd been waiting for this moment for over a year now and it was about time. He'd gone home after every date with a stiff, aching cock but tonight he'd go home satisfied. Tonight was the night if he could just take it nice and easy now.
Brenda's eyes were shut now and she floated in a swirling, comfortable mist. Drew's fingers felt so delicious she couldn't help but sigh as she felt them climb higher and higher on her legs. This had to be the most wonderful sensation of her life. She loved the slow way his fingers were stroking her, up just a little higher and then just a little higher until his hand was right at the top of her thighs.
"Mmrnmmmmm," Brenda sighed, spreading her legs slightly. She was feeling so wonderful she didn't even think about what Drew was doing. She just knew that she wanted the wonderful stroking to go on and on forever. She was lost in a dream of rapture and everything was warm and beautiful.
Drew's fingers trembled as he slipped them up across Brenda's quivering tummy. Then they crept a little lower until he felt the elastic of her bikini panties. Very gently he slipped his fingers inside and brushed lightly over the silky mound of her cunt. There ... just a little more and he'd be there. Then she wouldn't be able to complain at all. He'd erase all the reservations from her prudish little mind with his hot, stroking fingers.
"MMMMMMMMMM," Brenda moaned again, her eyes closed tightly. Her whole body felt like it was rippling and shuddering in ecstasy. The wind was brushing against her cuntal mound, caressing the dark sparse hair and slipping down lower and lower. Everything felt so deliciously warm that she spread her legs a little farther and sighed again in rapture.
Drew was using every ounce of self-control he had to keep from plunging his hand right down to Brenda's warm pussy groove. He couldn't blow it now. He had to keep her in this dream like state of acceptance. If she thought about what he was doing, it would be all over. He had to seduce her smoothly and gently so that she didn't know what was happening until it was too late ... until his throbbing, nearly-bursting cock was firmly buried in her sweet, hot pussy.
Drew's fingers touched the shivering petals of Brenda's labia. They slipped over the shuddering slit of her cuntal groove and inched forward gradually. She was still unresisting and Drew felt his blood beginning to boil. He had to make his move now. He just had to. He'd die if he couldn't push his finger in that tight, hot cuntal mouth at the bottom of her pussy grove.
"MMMMMMMMMM!" Brenda moaned again. Everything still felt incredibly delicious but a warning bell was beginning to sound in her numbed mind. Should she be letting Drew do this? It felt wonderful, but was it right?
Brenda's dream began to vanish as Drew's finger started to inch forward. What was she doing? This was terrible! She had to stop him right now before he thought she was some kind of cheap floozy! She never should have let him go this far, even if it had felt wonderful while it was happening. She had to preserve her virtue and do it immediately. He shouldn't be taking these kinds of liberties with her. They weren't married yet!
"NOOOO!" Brenda gasped, using every ounce of her will power to pull away from those deliciously sliding fingers. "What are you DOING? Stop it, this instant! STOP IT, DREW!"
Drew's arms tightened around Brenda just a second too late. She had already pulled away from him and was frantically pulling down her skirt. When she turned to face him, Drew knew he had trouble on his hands. Brenda looked like she was ready to kill.
"How dare you!" Brenda gasped, giving him an icy, accusing look. "Drew Berlin! You ought to be ashamed of yourself! What do you think I am, anyway? You can't treat me like a common dancehall girl even if we are engaged!"
Drew almost laughed at the image of a dancehall girl. He knew Brenda was parroting her mother's words. He grinned even though he tried to look contrite and it seemed to make Brenda's eyes even icier.
"You're an animal!" she spat out. "Get out of here! You're just terrible, Drew! Get out of here before I scream!"
Drew got up quickly. There was no use talking to her when she was this upset. He'd just get the hell out and call her tomorrow and apologize.
"All right ... all right. . . " Drew agreed, backing to the door. He kept his eyes firmly on Brenda, half afraid that she might throw something at him if he turned his back. He'd never seen her so angry before and it sort of tickled him in a funny sort of way. At least he knew now that she really was a virgin. She'd have to be to get so upset when he just touched her pussy with his finger. He also proved what he wanted to prove. Brenda was as passionate as hell. He remembered how her body had shuddered and how moist and sweet her pussy had felt and he grinned again, not able to hide his relief. At least Brenda wasn't a frigid ice cube. She'd be perfect, once they were married. She was just as passionate as he'd hoped she would be.
"I'll call you tomorrow," Drew said hastily, reaching around in back of him to open the door. "I'm sorry, honey ... guess I got a little carried away there ... the booze and all I guess ... goodnight, honey...."
When Brenda didn't even answer his apology, Drew hastily stepped out into the hallway. Then he couldn't resist one parting shot at his irate fianc'.
"Well ... at least I know you're going to be fantastic in bed," Drew said, chuckling as he closed the door quickly behind him. He laughed even harder as he heard the heavy glass ashtray from the end table crash against the door only a second later. Whew! She was really mad. He'd have to send her some flowers in the morning and make one hell of a fine apology. It had been worth it though. He'd found out just what a hot little woman Brenda really was.
* * *
"OOOOOOOOOHHH!" Brenda fumed, throwing a book at the closed door even though she knew that Drew was down the steps by now. She was so angry she could spit tacks. How dare he treat her like that? He was absolutely disgraceful!
Brenda walked across the floor to retrieve the ashtray and the book. At least she was beginning to calm down a little. The nerve of that man! You'd think she asked for it or something!
Suddenly Brenda stopped cold and sank down oh the couch. In a way, she had asked for it ... at least she hadn't stopped him right away, when she should have. She'd enjoyed the thrilling sensations of his fingers slipping over her body and plucking her nipples. She'd trembled in delight when he touched her pussy and she'd only stopped him when things were getting really serious. Maybe she was just as much as fault as Drew!
"Oooooh, no," Brenda sighed, shaking her head back and forth. It was true. She knew she'd acted the way proper girl should ever act, but she didn't want to face that. At least she wouldn't do it again.
There was no way she'd be alone with Drew again in such an intimate setting until they were safely married. She didn't want something like this to happen again!
Brenda's anger was beginning to cool a little but she was still highly upset. Drew should have known that she couldn't do something like that. Now she was sure that Drew had wanted to seduce her. At least that was what it seemed like to her. He would have carried her right into the bedroom and fucked her, if she'd let him. He shouldn't have ideas like that before they were married. Her mother was right. Men were animals and she had to teach Drew that the kind of behavior he had exhibited tonight was definitely out. She'd have to be very firm with him or he might try this same thing again.
"Oooooh," Brenda sighed again, trying to figure out what Drew might be thinking. He probably was relieved that she'd stopped him. Maybe it was some kind of test to see if she really was pure. That could be it. Brenda was sure that no man would want to marry a girl who wasn't a virgin. Why would any man want damaged goods?
That thought made Brenda feel a little better. Drew would naturally apologize tomorrow but it might be wise to make him sweat a little. She'd convince him that she was really shocked and outraged and then they wouldn't have a repeat of this terrible experience before the wedding. She wouldn't even talk to him on the phone tomorrow when he called.
Brenda smiled a bit as she thought about Drew calling to apologize. He wouldn't be so quick to try to take liberties again if she cut him dead when he called. That should worry him a little and let him know that he couldn't treat her like this. He'd probably be the perfect gentleman for the next three months if she was a little slow to forgive him. She'd let him suffer for a while and give in only after he promised never to try anything like this again.
"Men!" Brenda giggled, thinking about how sheepish Drew would sound when he called her. She wasn't at all angry any more but she'd pretend to be. Drew needed to be taught a lesson on how to treat ladies such as herself. She had the upper hand now and she'd make sure she kept it until they were all the way through the wedding. Drew wasn't going to take advantage of her again. She'd be a virgin on her wedding day and then he'd be very grateful. Brenda was positive that was really what Drew wanted all along.
The tired girl stood up and stretched. She felt her brassiere straps tumble and she blushed as she remembered Drew's fingers touching her nipples. That had really been a mistake. Inviting him in for coffee had been a terrible mistake. And drinking all those cocktails at dinner had been another. She wouldn't drink again until after they were married if that was what drinking did to her. She could still feel the little ripples of excitement course through her body when she thought about what Drew had done.
Brenda walked into her bedroom with measured steps and got into her nightgown. She'd have to get some sleep tonight because tomorrow was going to be a hellish day. She'd heard all about Dr. Gallagher and how quick he was to criticize if he felt the staff wasn't doing their full duty. She didn't want to appear tomorrow morning with dark circles under her eyes and disappoint Miss Dawson, the head therapist. Everyone said that she was Abagail Dawson's favorite and Brenda hoped it was true. Her supervisor was the nicest woman Brenda had ever met and she didn't believe a bit of the gossip floating around about Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher. That was absolutely absurd! Miss Dawson was a very proper lady, almost like Brenda's mother and Brenda knew that there couldn't be any truth to the shameful gossip. It had probably been started by a therapist who'd been reprimanded by the exacting supervisor. Miss Dawson was a tyrant sometimes about work but she was fair and nice.
"Mmmmmm," Brenda sighed, stretching out on the bed at last. She tried to close "her eyes but they stayed wide open. She felt another ripple of excitement run through her virgin pussy channel as she remembered how Drew's fingers had touched her. It had been heavenly while it had lasted. She'd have to keep herself under tight control now that she knew what wonderful thrills she could feel. It would be easy to forget all about preserving her virtue if something like that happened again. That was something Brenda had to guard against. Brenda Carpenter was a good, proper, virgin girl and she wasn't going to forget it again!
CHAPTER TWO
When the alarm went off in the morning, Brenda was so tired she almost rolled over and shut it off again without getting up. Then she remembered what was happening at the hospital this morning and she forced herself to get out of bed and take a shower. She dressed in her new white uniform and examined herself critically in the mirror. She looked terrible! Brenda had been up most of the night, tossing and turning and thinking about Drew's behavior last night and her sleepless night showed only too well on her face. There were dark purple circles under her eyes and she just had to do something to cover them. Miss Dawson would be very displeased if she walked into work looking like she'd been out partying all night.
Brenda took out the little make-up case her roommate had given her in nursing school and reluctantly started to apply some basic make-up to her face. She hated the painted look that cosmetics gave her but at least she'd be able to hide her red-rimmed eyes and those awful circles by the use of the cosmetics. It made her feel very strange using the make-up, even though she wasn't living at home anymore. Her mother had remarked that girls who used make-up looked cheap and Brenda always felt a stab of guilt when she used even the palest pink lipstick. Her mother would think she'd fallen into a life of sin for sure, if she saw her now. And she wouldn't be too awfully far from the truth, considering what had almost happened last night.
"Ooooooh, drat!" Brenda snapped as she look at the clock. She should have left five minutes ago. Now she'd have to run to catch the bus and she'd arrive at the hospital out of breath and sweaty. That certainly wasn't the way to impress Dr. Gallagher with her efficiency. She was getting off to a bad start today.
Brenda barely made it to the hospital in time. She rushed into the elevator and straightened her cap with an irritated sigh. It had been windy this morning and little tendrils of wispy hair were escaping the tight bun on her head. She wouldn't have time to comb it before she was due in Miss Dawson's office either.
Brenda had been in so much of a hurry to catch the elevator that she didn't even notice who was inside. She smiled at a nurse she knew and then she turned absolutely white as she saw who was standing in the back of the elevator. It was Dr.
Gallagher himself and he'd seen her rush for the elevator like some dizzy teenager. How was she ever supposed to act sedate and efficient now?
For the rest of the ride up to the fourth floor, Brenda kept her eyes straight ahead. Dr. Gallagher didn't really know her and he might not remember her if she didn't give him a very good look at her face. At least it was worth a try. She didn't want the doctor to comment on her headlong rush to catch the elevator. Miss Dawson would probably lecture her on getting to work early enough to set a good example for the first-year students. One thing Brenda didn't need this morning was a reprimand from Miss Dawson. It would be richly deserved, she knew. She should have gotten to bed early enough so she wouldn't have had to spend all that time in front of the mirror fixing her eyes.
Brenda was very relieved when Dr. Gallagher didn't get off on her floor. He was probably going up to the large doctor's cafeteria for breakfast first. Perhaps this day wasn't going to be so bad after all. At least one thing had gone right.
"Oh, Brenda ... would you check to see if rooms six and seven are presentable?" Miss Dawson asked, not looking up when Brenda walked in. "Dr. Gallagher should be here any minute and I want to have everything in tip-top shape."
"Certainly, Miss Dawson," Brenda replied cheerfully, grinning to herself as she left the supervisor's office. Another crisis had been averted. Miss Dawson hadn't even noticed her flushed face and her messy hair. Now she'd have time to fix it in one of the treatment rooms before she went back with her report. She was really in luck this morning.
Brenda had fixed her hair and finished her inspection of the rooms before she realized what had been different about Miss Dawson this morning. The moment the startling fact occurred to her, Brenda's mouth opened in surprise and a small cry of astonishment escaped her lips. Miss Dawson was wearing make-up! The distinguished-looking supervisor had never worn lipstick and eye shadow to work before. Brenda would have noticed right away if she had. Now here she was, all made up to look pretty and feminine on the day that Dr. Gallagher was inspecting. Perhaps there was some basis of truth in the rumor after all. It was difficult to think of Miss Dawson flirting with anyone, but she had certainly looked pretty, now that Brenda remembered.
Brenda was working with a patient who had a leg injury when Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher came to inspect the treatment room. She avoided Dr. Gallagher's eyes studiously and went on with her therapy, trying to do everything exactly as she had been taught. When the patient's time was up, Brenda helped him back into his wheelchair and rang for an aide to wheel him back to his room. Then she turned to face Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher nervously.
"Heavens, honey!" Doctor Gallagher chuckled. "I don't bite. You did just fine, don't you think, Abby?"
Miss Dawson laughed and blushed prettily. "She'd my best staff member," the supervisor said. "Brenda? Have you been introduced to Dr. Gallagher?"
"Er ... no ... not formally," Brenda replied. Then she waited politely while Miss Dawson made the introductions.
"I imagine I'll be seeing a lot more of Brenda," Dr. Gallagher laughed. "I intend to spend a week going over the physical therapy budget and I'll need a little help. Could you spare her for the morning tomorrow, Abby?"
"Of course, Doctor," Miss Dawson agreed quickly, batting her eyes at Dr. Gallagher. "Brenda will be in your office at nine sharp tomorrow morning."
"Fine," Dr. Gallagher agreed. "Now let's go get some lunch, Abby ... I'm starved."
"Oh, you're always hungry, Jake," Miss Dawson giggled. Then she blushed again at her use of Dr. Gallagher's first name. She turned to Brenda with a warning in her eyes. "Why don't you take your lunch now Brenda. Dr. Gallagher and I will have a tray sent up."
Brenda walked toward the employees' cafeteria with a thoughtful look on her pretty face. If she didn't know better, she could have sworn that there was a hint of jealousy in Miss Dawson's eyes when Dr. Gallagher had asked for her to help him tomorrow. Of course that was ridiculous ... or was it? Brenda's quick mind took in all the facts as she walked the familiar corridors toward the lunchroom. Miss Dawson had been wearing make-up for the first time. She'd called Dr. Gallagher by his first name and she seemed to know that he had a voracious appetite. And Dr. Gallagher had called Miss Dawson Abby, a very puzzling thing. If he'd just been trying to act friendly, he would have called her Abagail. Abby meant that Dr. Gallagher knew Miss Dawson socially.
Brenda was almost to the door of the lunchroom when she realized that she'd forgotten her purse. She could have borrowed some money from another nurse but Brenda just hated to ask. She didn't know that many people in the lunchroom and she'd feel like she was imposing. It would be much better to just run back and get her purse.
The pretty nurse sighed and retraced her footsteps, hurrying into the small lounge to get her purse out of the locker. Miss Dawson's office was right next to the lounge with a door separating the two rooms. She could hear the supervisor and Dr. Gallagher laughing about something as they had lunch. Miss Dawson certainly sounded different when she was around Dr. Gallagher. She sounded almost like a young girl, flirting with her boyfriend.
"Oooooh, Jake ... don't be silly!" Miss Dawson's voice floated out of the interior of her office. "We can't ... Jake! Not here! What if one of the girls comes in?"
Brenda stopped in her tracks and listened. Whatever was Dr. Gallagher doing? Miss Dawson sounded upset but she sounded happy at the same time. There was no way Brenda's curiosity would be satisfied until she heard a little more of this fascinating conversation.
"Oooooh, Jake ... can't you wait until tonight?" Miss Dawson giggled. "Come on, honey ... be sensible. If someone walked in we'd both be fired."
"Relax, Abby," Dr. Gallagher's voice rang out. "There isn't a soul around. You sent all your girls out to lunch and no patients are scheduled until this afternoon. We've got a whole forty-five minutes before anyone'll be back."
"And just what do you intend to do in forty-five minutes, Doctor?" Miss Dawson laughed. "That's not enough time for you. We both know that."
"Well ... just suck it a little, honey," Dr.
Gallagher suggested, as Miss Dawson giggled again. "Come on ... I've been thinking about it all morning and you look so pretty today. Just feel ... there ... see what you do to me when you look so beautiful?"
"Oooooh, Jake!" Miss Dawson gasped. "Why, it's enormous! But ... but ... but what if someone should ... oooooooooh!"
Miss Dawson's smothered squeal was just too much for Brenda to take. She had to see what was going on in her supervisor's office. She knew she couldn't stand it another minute unless she peeked through the crack in the door.
Brenda tiptoed to the lounge door and locked it from the inside. If anyone came back they'd have to run off for the key. By then she could be long gone. No one was going to catch her in the act of peeking in Miss Dawson's office. That would be grounds for dismissal for sure.
Brenda's heart was beating rapidly as she crossed the floor again and stopped right outside Miss Dawson's door. She reached out with trembling fingers and inched it open just a little farther and then she put her eye to the crack. What she saw almost made her faint with shock. Miss Dawson was leaning over looking at something and her hand was stroking up and down. Brenda twisted her neck and tried to see exactly what her bewildering supervisor was doing, but Miss
Dawson's head was in the way.
Just then the attractive blonde nurse moved a little to the side, affording Brenda a full view. Dr. Gallagher had his pants open and that's why Miss Dawson's eyes had been on his body. Dr. Gallagher had the biggest cock Brenda had ever seen in her whole life!
"Oh" Brenda gasped, turning white with shock and then red with embarrassment. Of course she'd seen a cock before. A girl couldn't get through nurse's training without bathing a male patient, but Brenda had never seen a cock like Dr. Gallagher's. It was absolutely enormous!
Brenda knew that she should turn right around and leave the lounge. She'd be fired on the spot if she were caught here, peeking at Dr. Gallagher and Miss Dawson. Still ... she was safe from discovery as long as she didn't make any noise. Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher certainly weren't going to notice her. They were much too busy to notice anything. She could stay for just a little while and see exactly what they were going to do. Brenda had never seen anything like this in her whole life. She was shocked beyond belief by how wrong she'd been about Miss Dawson. She had thought the supervisor was a nice woman but now Brenda knew that she was no better than a common whore. Women didn't let men pull out their cocks and then stare at them the way Miss Dawson was doing unless they were cheap and immoral.
Part of Brenda's mind was perfectly outraged. Her supervisor ought to be fired for what she was doing and so should Dr. Gallagher. This was a hospital for sick patients, not a house of ill repute. What they were doing belonged behind closed bedroom doors. And to make it even more shocking and illicit, Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher weren't married!
Brenda blinked hard, almost hoping that she was dreaming. When she opened her eyes the sight was still there. Miss Dawson was staring at Dr. Gallagher's prick but now one thing had changed. Her fingers were stroking over the hard, quivering shaft of his prick and she was smiling and licking her lips with her pink tongue.
"Ooooooh," Brenda breathed silently, her voice just a low whisper. Miss Dawson was acting different than she'd ever acted before. If was hard to believe that Miss Dawson could act like a prostitute, but she was doing it right now. Only a prostitute would lick her lips like that, looking at a man's penis. That was just too much for Brenda. Miss Dawson was acting just disgraceful!
In just a few seconds, Dr. Gallagher had his hand on the back of the supervisor's neck. He was bending her head down closer and closer to his prick. It took a moment for Brenda to realize what was happening but when she guessed, her face turned bright red. Dr. Gallagher had said something about sucking it. He wanted Miss Dawson to suck his penis!
"Noooooo," Brenda breathed silently. She clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from making a sound. She really wanted to scream out with terror but she didn't dare. She didn't want Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher to be fired. She didn't approve of what was happening but Dr. Gallagher was excellent in his job and Miss Dawson was the best supervisor the physical therapy department had ever had.
Brenda might not have realized it, but there was another reason why she didn't want to scream and watch them get caught. She wanted to watch to see what would happen. Despite her revulsion, Brenda was fascinated by the thought of Miss Dawson sucking Dr. Gallagher's big penis. How was it done? Would the pretty supervisor choke on something that huge? What would Dr. Gallagher do after Miss Dawson sucked it?
Brenda's knees felt weak and she leaned against the side of the doorway. Now she was glad that she'd forgotten her purse. Her curiosity had overthrown her initial revulsion and now Brenda could hardly wait to see what was going to happen. It was like watching a dirty movie or something and knowing who was in it. Of course Brenda had never seen a dirty movie in her life, but she imagined that it would be this way.
"Come on, honey ... we don't have much time," Dr. Gallagher said. "I can hardly wait, Abby ... you're the best cocksucker in the whole hospital."
"You'd know too, wouldn't you?" Miss Dawson teased, looking up at the handsome doctor. "Well ... all right, but it'll have to be quick. My girls would just die if they caught me doing something like this."
"I bet Brenda wouldn't be shocked," Dr. Gallagher chuckled. "She looks like a swinger to me."
"Brenda?" Miss Dawson giggled. "Oh, Jake! You're kidding ... you must be. Brenda's the straightest nurse in the whole hospital. She wouldn't say shit if she had a mouthful!"
Brenda felt her face turn bright red as she heard Miss Dawson's words. Her complete opinion had changed now. Miss Dawson wasn't a nice woman after all, if she said something like that. Miss Dawson had just been acting nice and proper all the time. She was really a terribly wicked woman!
"So that's why you agreed so fast when I asked Brenda to be my assistant on the budget project," Dr. Gallagher chuckled. "If Brenda's that straight you don't have to worry about us. Is that what was in the back of your pretty little mind?"
"Well ... perhaps," Miss Dawson said, giggling and blushing. "I wouldn't advise you to try anything with Brenda. She'd probably scream rape if you even suggested one of your famous tricks with the nurses."
"At least you told me before I made a fool of myself," Dr. Gallagher laughed. "Now will you hurry up and stop stalling, Abby? We've already wasted ten minutes and I'm all hard and ready for you. Wrap those luscious lips around my cock, will you honey?"
"Mmmmmm," Miss Dawson giggled, still staring at the jerking shaft of Dr. Gallagher's hard prick. She leaned closer and closer until her breath brushed right out against the surface of his balls and Brenda could see the doctor's face turn red. Miss Dawson really knew how to make his cock jerk and throb. And she wasn't even touching it yet.
Brenda couldn't seem to tear her eyes from Dr. Gallagher's enormous prick. She was fascinated by the long, red shaft and the smooth, engorged head of it. She just couldn't imagine anyone wanting to suck it, but Miss Dawson looked like she really wanted to do it. Miss Dawson ,was crazy. It wasn't normal for a woman to suck a man's penis. Brenda was sure of that. Only immoral, wicked women did things that strange and perverted. Miss Dawson was a pervert and now Brenda knew it. It would be hard to treat Miss Dawson as she always had, now that she knew the supervisor's shameful secret.
Brenda shivered as Miss Dawson's tongue streaked out and licked a glistening path right over Dr. Gallagher's squirming balls. She wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't seem to move. Now Brenda was regretting the impulse that made her want to watch in the first place. Watching Miss Dawson's busily sliding tongue made Brenda feel very strange. It made her feel almost like she had last night when Drew had sucked her nipples. It was that same king of shuddering, warm feeling and Brenda wasn't all that sure that she liked it. Those feelings had almost gotten her into trouble last night and she had vowed never to feel that way again. And now here she was, shaking and feeling warm all over not more than ten hours later! She was breaking her promise already!
At least she wasn't alone with a man this time, Brenda reminded herself. This was an entirely different situation. She couldn't get into trouble now unless she were caught and the door was safely locked. It wouldn't hurt anything just to watch. She might be able to learn something about human nature from watching Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher. At least she could learn the kinds of things to avoid if she didn't want to pervert her marriage. She'd certainly never do something like this to Drew! She'd never even dream of it and Drew would be shocked if she even suggested it.
Drew wouldn't want a wife who acted like a prostitute. Miss Dawson was going about this the wrong way if she had designs on Dr. Gallagher. The doctor would never marry a nurse who wasn't professional and proper. Miss Dawson would be left high and dry when Dr. Gallagher found someone worthy of him. Brenda almost felt sorry for Miss Dawson, now that she thought about it. The poor supervisor was probably trying to please Dr. Gallagher, hoping that he'd marry her. She couldn't actually enjoy what she was about to do. Miss Dawson probably thought that was the way to trap Dr. Gallagher into marriage. What a terrible mistake! Men never married their cheap little playthings. Brenda's mother had said that often enough.
"Oooooh," Brenda gasped, watching intently. Miss Dawson's full, red lips were almost touching Dr. Gallagher's enormous cock. Her tongue was licking right up the side of the enormous, jerking shaft and now Brenda could see that Dr. Gallagher's cock was even more swollen. It was throbbing so hard that Miss Dawson had to wrap her fingers around the rigid pole of cockflesh to keep it from jerking away as she lapped with her tongue.
"Jessssus, that's great!" Dr. Gallagher groaned, his face as red as a beet. He looked like he was going to have a heart attack he was shaking so hard and his face was flushed a dark, unhealthy red color. Brenda wondered what would happen if Dr. Gallagher really did have a heart attack of something like that. It would be pretty embarrassing for Miss Dawson. How could she ever explain what had gotten Dr. Gallagher so red-faced and excited.
"Awwwwwwww," Dr. Gallagher sighed again. Miss Dawson's tongue was licking right up over the glossy head of his prick and Brenda could see his whole body quiver as he thrust his hips forward, trying to spear his nasty big cock right between her supervisor's lips. This was really disgusting! Brenda couldn't understand why she was so fascinated by this gross, depraved sight. She'd never dream of doing anything like this!
Even though Brenda was totally disgusted, she couldn't help the way the breath caught in her throat as Miss Dawson began to surround that huge jerking shaft with her lips. Brenda could hear the nuzzling, sucking noises Miss Dawson made as she began to suck on that horrendous, enormous prick. This really was depraved, but Brenda wouldn't have left now for the world. This was really getting interesting. She didn't see how Miss Dawson's mouth could stretch wide enough to suck Dr. Gallagher's cock in. It seemed physically impossible.
"Ooooooh, terrible!" Brenda gasped silently, her mouth opening and closing in amazement. Miss Dawson was sucking on Dr. Gallagher's cock just like a popsicle, pulling it right into her mouth and licking it with her tongue at the same time. She could hear the gross sucking sounds Miss Dawson was making as she gobbled the doctor's cock and Brenda had never been so shocked in her life. Miss Dawson, the prim supervisor, really looked as if she were enjoying the act of drawing Dr. Gallagher's huge penis into her mouth. The supervisor had the lustiest expression Brenda had ever seen on her pretty face and her eyes were shining. Miss Dawson couldn't be pretending to like it. No one could be that good an actress. Miss Dawson was really having a good time, although Brenda couldn't for the life of her see why.
Suddenly Miss Dawson began to suck faster and faster. Her eyes sparkled and she made little growling noises deep in her throat. At first Brenda didn't understand the reason for her supervisor's greedy behavior but then she noticed that Dr. Gallagher had stuck his hand right up under Miss Dawson's skirt and he was touching her pussy! This was just too much! This was the most despicable thing Brenda had ever seen!
Brenda drew her breath in sharply and gasped again. Miss Dawson was rubbing her pussy against Dr. Gallagher's hand. Had the woman no shame? As if sucking the doctor's cock wasn't enough!
Brenda was almost fainting from the shock of seeing her supervisor in such a state. She felt silly now for dismissing the gossip she'd heard about the two of them. It was true, every bit of it, and the gossip had been kind. No one had ever whispered to what depraved depths the supervisor and Dr. Gallagher had sunk. They were terribly immoral people and Brenda wondered how she could ever respect anything Miss Dawson said again. Now that she knew what kind of person her supervisor was, she might even have to ask for a transfer to another hospital.
"Ooooh, that's right baby," Dr. Gallagher sighed. "Suck it a little harder now. It's getting ready to blow. My cum's almost ready to gush right down that sweet, hot throat of yours."
Brenda's mouth flew open again. Surely her supervisor wouldn't swallow Dr. Gallagher's sperm. The thought was just too much for Brenda to even consider. Miss Dawson surely couldn't be that perverted. No woman would do anything like that! Brenda was sure that Miss Dawson would pull away and not go to that extreme.
Miss Dawson wasn't acting in the least bit nervous about what Dr. Gallagher had said. She sucked even harder on the throbbing pole of his cock. Her lips gobbled more and more of the doctor's cock inside until it slid right into her throat and her lips were pressed right up against his balls. Brenda just couldn't believe her eyes. Surely Miss Dawson would choke on that huge pole of prickflesh! How could her supervisor suck something that huge?
"Mmmmmmm," Miss Dawson murmured. Her cheeks were ballooning in and out in a lusty rhythm as she sucked harder and harder. Brenda could tell that Miss Dawson was excited. The supervisor was twisting her pussy around and around, rubbing it lustily against Dr. Gallagher's hand and she was moaning and groaning with passion. Brenda could see Miss Dawson's throat constrict as she swallowed and" the girl's mind reeled in shock. Mis Dawson was going to do it. She was going to suck the sperm right out of Dr. Gallagher's cock and swallow it! There was no doubt about it now. And Brenda could tell that Miss Dawson had done this very same thing before. She knew just how to suck on Dr. Gallagher's big prick. They must have done this on quite a few lunch hours on other days.
"Ooooooh," Brenda sighed, leaning weakly against the wall. Her legs were shaking and she felt weak-knead. Her pussy felt funny too. It was rippling and shuddering just the way it had last night when Drew had slid his fingers over her cuntal groove.
Brenda sighed again and slipped her hand down to cup her quivering cuntal mound. She was watching the scene inside Miss Dawson's office so intently that she wasn't even aware of what she was doing. Now Miss Dawson's tongue was moving even faster and her fingers were stroking across Dr. Gallagher's balls. Brenda could tell that something was going to happen soon. Miss Dawson's face was flushed and Dr. Gallagher's fingers were moving faster and faster under the pretty supervisor's skirt.
The more Brenda watched, the harder her hands pressed against her own pussy mound. Something about watching this totally depraved scene made her head whirl and her pussy shudder. Watching Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher shouldn't make her feel excited but it did. Brenda was every bit as excited as she'd been last night when Drew had sucked her blazing little nipples and touched her fiery pussy. Maybe she was even more excited. The shudders came faster and faster and just holding her pussy mound wasn't enough. She had to do something to relieve the aching need in her body. Even though she knew it was wrong and improper, she had to do something before she went stark, raving mad. The sight of Miss Dawson sucking Dr. Gallagher's prick and his fingers under her skirt had driven Brenda past the point of caution.
"Oooooooh," Brenda sighed, slipping her fingers up under her own white skirt. This was absolutely disgraceful but it felt so wonderful she just couldn't stop. No one could walk in the door and find her touching her pussy. She'd locked it. And
Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher certainly weren't going to stop what they were doing and walk into the locker area.
"Mmmmmm", Brenda sighed, pulling her white cotton panties aside. Her fingers reached the fluffy hair on her pussy mound and she sighed again, thrusting them lower and lower until they touched the moist slit of her pussygroove. There ... that was just heavenly. The shudders were even more intense now and her fingers knew just what they were doing. They slipped eagerly right up the groove of her juicy cunt and started pushing the button of her erect little clitoris.
"Aaaaaaah," Brenda sighed, spreading her legs out farther. That felt marvelous. Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher looked even more sexy now that Brenda's slim fingers were sliding across the throbbing little bud of her clitty. The virgin nurse even began to wonder what it felt like to suck a man's cock ... to feel that hot, heavy pole between her lips and draw on it deeply with her mouth ... to slide her fingers over his balls the way Miss Dawson was doing and lap all over the hard, turgid shaft of his penis with her fluttering little tongue. It must feel good to suck a cock. Miss Dawson certainly seemed to enjoy it. Of course it was wicked and improper ... but it must feel wonderful, all the same.
Brenda gasped again as she thought about Drew's stiff cock. She had felt it pressing against her body last night, right through the clothes that separated them. Was Drew's cock as big as Dr. Gallagher's huge prick? She really had no idea. It had felt hot and hard last night but there was no way of judging how big it was. She shouldn't even be thinking about such things anyway. She'd find out soon enough. On her wedding night her curiosity would be satisfied. Until then she'd just have to wait. Nice girls waited until then ... hadn't her mother taught her that?
Suddenly the prospect of remaining a nice girl lost some of its importance for Brenda. Miss Dawson wasn't a nice woman but she certainly seemed to be having a lot of fun being sinful and immoral. Brenda remembered one of her nursing school roommates saying that nice girls never had any fun, and now Brenda thought she understood what the girl had meant. Nice girls really didn't have much fun but that was the way it should be ... that was what she'd been brought up to believe through all of her mother's well-meaning warnings about men. Nice girls waited to have fun until they were married, but now that Brenda thought about it, her mother hadn't been very happy being married. Maybe nice girls weren't supposed to enjoy sex with their husbands. It was impossible to think of her mother enjoying her father's embraces. Brenda was positive that her mother only put up with her father because it was her duty as a wife.
Thoughts were swirling through Brenda's mind almost as fast as the thrills were swirling through her flooding pussy. She was creamy and hot and it felt like her virgin pussy was on fire. Every time her fingers pushed against the throbbing little bud of her clitty, a streak of fire shot through her pussytunnel, making the slippery chute ripple in a very demanding manner. Brenda knew she was going to be different than her mother when it came to sex. She was going to enjoy sex with Drew. She was sure of it. She'd enjoyed every bit of it last night and she would have loved it if Drew had gone even further. When they were finally married there wouldn't be anything stopping her. Then she could enjoy everything and Brenda was positive that she would do just that.
"MMMMMMMMMM," Brenda groaned, trying very hard not to make any noise. It was hard to be quiet when the thrills were building up in her pussy. It felt like her cuntal chute was twisting and clutching inside, and Brenda couldn't help but imagine how wonderful it would feel when Drew's cock finally slid past the barrier of her cherry and invaded her virgin channel. It would be heavenly ... just heavenly to feel that tight, hot chute rippling around Drew's hard prick. It would be the most wonderful moment of Brenda's life. Perhaps they ought to move the wedding up a month. There was no reason to wait until July. They could get married in June and she wouldn't have to wait quite so long.
Brenda felt her legs begin to give and she slipped down to a crouching position on the floor. It was much easier to touch her pussy now. She just had to find out what it would feel like to have something hard slid in her rippling pussychannel. She just wanted a little preview of what would happen on her wedding night. Just a little taste of the joy to come.
There was a long silence as Brenda wiggled her finger down to the nipping mouth of her cunt. She rimmed the little hole with her finger and then began to push forward softly. She just wanted to see what it would feel like. She wouldn't put her finger in all the way. That would be saved for her wedding night and Drew's nice, hard cock. She'd just pretend a little and get a glimmer of the thrills that would be hers after Drew and she said their vows.
"Mmmmmmf!" Brenda gasped sharply as her finger encountered the barrier of her cherry. She couldn't even get it in past the first knuckle. Her pussychannel was really hot and tight and it clutched and sucked at her fingertip but it was no use. Her pussy was guarded firmly but that piece of tissue. She couldn't get her finger in any farther no matter how hard she pushed.
"Owwwww," Brenda gasped softly. There was a stabbing pain and she withdrew her finger quickly. She'd just have to wait until her wedding night. She couldn't push her finger in now. It hurt too much. She'd have to wait to taste the sweet joy of fucking.
Brenda frowned as a sudden thought whirled through her mind. Perhaps Miss Dawson was still a virgin. Maybe she was sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock because she wouldn't let him shove it up her pussy. It was a strange thought but Brenda supposed it might be possible. Some women would go to any length to preserve their virtue. Brenda didn't really know which was worse ... fucking with a man without being married, or sucking his cock instead of letting him fuck you. It was sort of an interesting question and she tried to think of the answer as she rolled her swollen little clit between her fingers and sighed blissfully. She really wasn't sure which was worse. Both things were wrong, of course, but was one more wrong than the other? And if so, which one was most immoral?
"Mmmmmmmmm," Brenda moaned, twirling her clitty faster and faster. The thrills were building up and her pussy felt like it was ready to ignite from the lusty way her finger was slipping and sliding across its sensitive surface. Just slipping her finger in her pussymouth and pushing forward a tiny way had caused her cuntal chute to turn into a raging inferno. It was enough to make Brenda wish that she had let Drew follow his lusty urges last night. Her pussy channel was begging to be touched; invaded by the stiff probe of her finger. It was rippling and flaming so deliciously that the virgin nurse wished she had given in and. not stopped Drew to preserve her virtue. If Drew had fucked her last night she could shove her finger all the way up her tight, twisting pussychute now and make the thrills build even faster.
Brenda's mouth opened and a sigh escaped her moist lips. She was practically burning up with passion. She just couldn't control herself any longer. She had to make her hot cunt explode with her finger. There was no other way to be satisfied and the frustrated girl knew she could never go back to work with her pussy aching and vibrating in this intense way. She'd never be able to last out the afternoon unless she got some kind of satisfaction.
"Aaaaaah, Jesus! Suck harder, Abby ... I'm almost there!" Dr. Gallagher shouted, pressing his free hand to the back of Miss Dawson's head. "Come on ... just a little more ... aaaaaah! JEEEEESUS!"
Brenda felt the sharp jolts of orgasm rush through her own shuddering cunt as she watched
Miss Dawson's busily working mouth. She saw the blonde supervisor swallow once and then her throat was rippling like a waterfall. Miss Dawson was doing it! She was swallowing Dr. Gallagher's sperm!
"Aaaaaaah!" Brenda gasped, feeling her own pussy start to explode. There was no way that she could keep from groaning out loud in pleasure as she twirled her clitty with her thumb and inched into her pussychute with her finger just as far as her hateful cherry would allow. She couldn't stop the sweet thrills that flooded over her body in a wave of joyous release. She didn't want to stop it. Her pussy was creaming and twisting and orgasming faster and harder than it ever had done before. Watching Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher had made her burn with lusty desire.
Brenda heard Dr. Gallagher's lewd yelps of pleasure as the cum splattered out of his engorged, jerking prick. She saw Miss Dawson swallow frantically, trying to drink every bit of his sperm. The sight didn't seem quite so disgusting now. It was terribly exciting and Brenda wondered what cockcream would taste like. It must be delicious. Miss Dawson seemed to be swallowing as fast as she could. The horny supervisor didn't want to miss a drop. It had to be delicious for Miss Dawson to act that way.
Brenda pressed her face right up to the crack in the door as her pussy came again and again. The rippling waves of orgasm were so intense that the lovely girl couldn't help but pant and cry out softly. She couldn't have remained completely silent with such pleasure flooding over her senses. It would have been impossible not to make just a little bit of noise. Brenda wasn't too worried about being discovered by Dr. Gallagher and Miss Dawson. They were making too much noise of their own.
Miss Dawson's head bobbed up and down. It seemed like she was trying to pump the cum out of Dr. Gallagher's cock. Her neck was like a pump handle, pushing up and down with a jerky, quick rhythm. Then her throat rippled as she swallowed over and over again. Brenda could see the pleasure on Miss Dawson's face. Her eyes were sparkling with lust and she was staring off into space as if she were seeing a lovely vision. Her body was shaking sweetly and Brenda knew that her pretty blonde supervisor was having the same kinds of thrills. Miss Dawson was coming with Dr. Gallagher's fingers on her pussy and he was coming in her mouth and Brenda was coming too ... so hard that she thought she'd never stop.
"Aaaaaaah!" Brenda groaned, staring at the cream that was running out over Miss Dawson's tightly stretched lips. She could see it glisten in the light and it was leaking down Miss Dawson's chin like some kind of rich vanilla milkshake. Brenda stared at her supervisor's face so hard that she forgot all about watching Dr. Gallagher. She didn't see the handsome doctor turn and stare at the door behind which Brenda was hiding. She didn't see the gleam in his eye and the quick grin that flashed across his face. If Brenda had seen the expression on Dr. Gallagher's lusty face, she never would have inched the door open just a little farther so she could get a good look.
"Mmmmmmmmmm, wonderful!" Miss Dawson sighed, raising her head at last. "That was the best lunch I ever had, Jake. We ought to do this more often."
"Yeah," Dr. Gallagher replied, pulling his eyes away from the door with an effort. He was still trying to make out the face of the girl he'd seen peeking in at them. Of course he wasn't going to mention it to Abby. She'd just get all jealous and insist that the girl be found and fired. Dr. Gallagher had a much better idea. If the nurse liked to watch that much, she'd probably also like to take part in some sexy little noontime fun. All he had to do was find out which girl it was and he'd be all set.
Brenda hadn't noticed the expression on Dr. Gallagher's face at all. She'd been much to busy watching Miss Dawson lick the cream off her lips and smile up at Dr. Gallagher. Brenda quickly pulled her cream-coated fingers from her pussy and stood up stiffly. She had to get out of here!
Panic struck as Brenda hastily pulled down her skirt and straightened her cap. She'd taken an awful chance. She had to hurry right back to the lunchroom and pretend she'd been there all along. Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher could never know that she'd been peeking at them. That would be a fate worse than death! She'd be so embarrassed she'd practically die if anyone guessed what terrible thing she'd been doing!
Brenda grabbed her purse and hurried out of the room. She was feeling so embarrassed and guilty about what she had done, that she didn't notice that Miss Dawson's door opened a little farther as she left. Dr. Gallagher was treated to just a glimpse of her hastily retreating figure but it was enough for the doctor. He recognized the nurse who was hurrying out of the room. It was the nurse he'd picked for his assistant ... the nurse Abby had said was so straight. Brenda Carpenter had been peeking at the door and Dr. Gallagher could hardly wait until tomorrow morning to confront the girl with his discovery. She wouldn't be so prim and proper with him after he told her what he knew. Brenda Carpenter was in for a real treat tomorrow and Dr. Gallagher could hardly wait!
CHAPTER THREE
"I'm not sure I should talk to you at all!" Brenda replied angrily, trying to keep the smile off her face. "You acted terrible last night Drew!"
Brenda had ignored the phone the first three times it had rung but she had finally consented to pick up the receiver and talk to her fianc', who was penitent, exactly as she had expected.
"Yes ... I got the flowers and they're lovely," Brenda said, permitting just a shade of warmth to come into her voice. "I might be able to forgive you in a few days, Drew, but right now I'm still very angry. I thought you respected me more than that. You treated me just like a cheap dancehall girl and I didn't like it one bit!"
There was another long pause as Drew apologized profusely. Brenda held the phone away from her ear and yawned quietly. She was really tired tonight. Her day had been absolutely exhausting and tomorrow she had an even rougher day ahead of her. She wasn't at all sure she liked the idea of being assigned to Dr. Gallagher for the morning. He'd better not try any sexy tricks on her! She wasn't like Miss Dawson and she'd let him know that in a hurry if he suggested anything improper.
"Well ... let me think about it for a day or two," Brenda finally relented. "I guess I'll go out with you on Friday. Just let me think about it, Drew. You'd better not try anything like that again though, or our engagement's off!"
Brenda almost giggled as Drew's frantic reply rang loud in her ear. He really was sweet. He sounded as upset as she had been when she threatened him with calling off the wedding. She was positive that Drew loved her now. He wouldn't have apologized so vehemently if he didn't really love her.
"Well ... call me tomorrow and we'll see," Brenda finally said. "I have to go now, Drew. I'm working on a special project tomorrow and I have to get plenty of rest. I didn't get much sleep last night because I was too upset."
Brenda giggled to herself as she hung up the phone. Telling Drew that she'd spent a sleepless night had really put the icing on the cake. Now he'd feel all guilty about that too. She had him really jumping and that was just the way she wanted to keep it until they were actually married. Then she could relax and admit how much she'd really enjoyed what he'd done. Until that time it would be her secret. She was sure that Drew would be a perfect gentleman until the wedding now. Threatening to call off their engagement had really made him straighten up and fly right.
Brenda sighed as she got to her feet and went into the bathroom to run a shower. She was too tired for a bath. She'd just take a quick shower and hop right into bed. She had to get plenty of sleep before she faced Dr. Gallagher tomorrow. Now that she knew what a disgraceful man he was, she had to be on her toes and alert for the slightest suggestion of impropriety on his part.
"Ooooooh, drat!" Brenda sighed as she slipped off her clothes and climbed into the shower. If only there were some way of asking to be replaced as Dr. Gallagher's assistant. She couldn't very well do that. Miss Dawson would want to know why she was asking for a replacement and what could she say? That she was afraid to be alone with Dr. Gallagher because she'd seen her sucking the doctor's cock? That was absurd. She'd just have to get through it somehow. At least Dr. Gallagher didn't have the slightest idea that he'd been observed. Thank goodness for that!
Brenda shivered slightly as she remembered the long, thick pole of Dr. Gallagher's cock. It really was huge. She still didn't see how Miss Dawson could have behaved so immorally. The blonde supervisor hadn't acted at all differently, when Brenda had appeared after lunch. Miss Dawson had been entirely normal. That was hard to understand. Brenda was sure that Miss Dawson would act a little ... well ... a little corrupted, but the supervisor had been as friendly and proper as she always was. It was the strangest situation Brenda had ever witnessed.
Brenda shivered again as she remembered the shameful thing she had done, right there in the room adjoining Miss Dawson's office. Her behavior was totally inexcusable! She really didn't know what had gotten into her, behaving in that lewd and lascivious manner. It must have been the shock at seeing Miss Dawson suck Dr. Gallagher's cock that had destroyed her emotional balance. That coupled with Drew's attack last night had made Brenda lose her head completely. Of course she'd never do anything like that again. She wouldn't let those lustful desires dictate to her mind again. She had just been shocked silly by her supervisor. That was the only reason she had behaved so despicably.
"Never again!" Brenda said fiercely, turning her face up to the stream of water. She wanted to wash away her memory of the afternoon completely. She just wouldn't think about what she had seen. It wouldn't be wise to ask for a transfer now. She was the senior therapist on the staff and if Miss Dawson left, Brenda would become supervisor. Now that Brenda knew the truth about Miss Dawson, she didn't expect the supervisor to stay at her job for too much longer. Women like Miss Dawson were always caught in the act sooner or later. And when Miss Dawson was caught, Brenda was in line for a nice promotion. She'd be a fool to transfer to another hospital now. She would just have to pretend that she hadn't seen anything at all during lunch. It was the only way to continue to work with Miss Dawson.
Even though Brenda did her best to put the thoughts out of her mind, the image of Miss Dawson's red lips stretched tightly around Dr. Gallagher's cock made her body tingle all over. The hot splattering stream of water on her breasts didn't help either. Brenda gasped a little as she ran the washcloth over her curvy, trembling body. She was getting excited again, just thinking about it. She'd have to be careful not to dwell on it too much.
"Shameful!" Brenda sighed, washing her breasts extra hard with the soapy washcloth. Instead of washing away the delicious feelings that were starting to flow through her shivering body, the hard washing she was giving her plump little nipples seemed to intensify the sensations. Brenda felt her nipples harden and push out against the washcloth and she hurriedly moved the cloth lower to avoid her throbbing nipples. What was the matter with her lately? Ever since Drew had touched her pussy and sucked her nipples, her body seemed to be out of control. Taking a shower had never made her breasts swell and shudder this way before. Every time the needle-sharp drops of water hit her fiery nipples, it felt like the plump little buds were getting ready to burst with sensation.
"Aaaaah!" Brenda sighed, leaning forward into the spray even more. She just couldn't help it. The jetting spray of water felt so good on her swollen little nipples. Her whole body trembled as the water splattered down.
"Mmmmmm," the virgin nurse murmured, moving the washcloth lower and lower. The soft cloth touched the mound of her pussy and she sighed again as the hunger in her lusty body grew to a roaring fire. She must be losing her mind, acting this way. A shower had never felt like this on any other day. She just couldn't seem to get enough of washing her pussy mound. Of course there really wasn't anything wrong in getting clean. It was important for a girl to have good personal hygiene. Everyone knew that. Good girls had to wash their intimate places too. There wasn't anything unnatural about what she was doing. It was perfectly acceptable to try to achieve personal cleanliness.
Brenda didn't seem to realize that she was carrying the cleanliness bit to extreme. Her fingers trembled as she pulled the soft lips of her pussy apart and began to wash all over, swirling the soft cloth over her delicate, hot tissues. That felt much better. Of course she had to wash all over her body. She wouldn't be clean otherwise. She'd just wash a little longer to make sure that she was hygienically perfect. Just a little longer.....
Long moments passed and Brenda was still washing her cuntal groove. She sighed and shivered as the washcloth dropped out of her hands and she didn't even notice as it dropped to the bottom of the bathtub. It didn't make any difference. She could wash her pussy just as well with her fingers. It certainly did feel better that way. Little shudders of rapture were starting to flow through her shaking body every time her finger touched that sensitive spot at the top of her pussygroove. Of course there was nothing wrong with cleaning her throbbing clitoris. Everything had to be clean. She'd concentrate on the little sensitive button and make sure that it was entirely clean.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," Brenda sighed, pulling her shaking pussylips apart and tipping her hips up. The water was splattering against her pussygroove now and it would be even better if she aimed it right at her throbbing little love button. That would be an excellent way to get her pussy clean.
Brenda smiled quickly and reached up to adjust the warm stream of water. Then she centered her body directly below the torrential splattering and held her pussy open with both hands. That was much better. She wasn't even touching her pussy now and it still felt wonderful. She was just getting clean. That was all she was doing. There was nothing to feel guilty about, taking a shower and making sure that she was completely washed.
"Oooooooooh!" Brenda gulped, wiggling her hips a little. There ... that was even better. Her fingers were pulling her trembling pussylips apart widely and the warm, rushing water made the thrills jolt through her body. Her hips circled instinctively and she centered the pulsing bud of her clitoris directly under the most forceful part of the spray. That was wonderful! Brenda moaned lustily and held as still as she possibly could. The jetting water was buffeting her clitty back and forth in a very exciting way. It made hot flashing sensations run up and down her shaking pussychannel and the heat built up to an inferno in the back of her cuntal channel.
Ooooooh, yes!" Brenda moaned, licking her lips and lifting her face to the water. She thought about Dr. Gallagher's big cock and the way Drew's lips had felt on her nipples and the two sexy images made the thrills climb to a crescendo. It was so lovely here in the shower, feeling the warm water whirl her higher and higher toward some lovely peak of passion. And she was doing nothing wrong. Taking a shower was the most normal activity she could think of. Good girls took showers too and she was still a very good girl.
"Aaaaaaaaah!" Brenda sighed, licking her lips lustily. She thought about sucking a big cock like Dr. Gallagher's and she swallowed convulsively. Of course she'd never do anything like that, but it didn't hurt just to think about it. Thinking about things wasn't wrong. It was just when you did them, that your behavior was wicked and immoral. Just thinking about something never hurt anyone as far as Brenda knew.
Brenda pictured Dr. Gallagher's enormously stiff penis and her tongue stabbed out in a swift motion. What would it feel like to lick something that powerful? Would it make the rippling in her pussy-channel even more exciting? Would it taste wonderful to her, the way it had to Miss Dawson? Would she like to have a big load of sperm gushing right down her squeezing throat?
"AAAAAAGH!" Brenda squealed as the thrills got hotter and hotter. She didn't notice that the shower was getting colder and colder. Brenda's body was practically steaming with heat not generated by the water of the shower. She was hot with passion but her shocked prim mind refused to accept that fact. She was merely taking a shower. That was all. And she was thinking about things. What could be wrong with that?
The current of rippling sensation in Brenda's shuddering cuntal channel got stronger and stronger. She felt like she was floating away on a giant wave, caught in a whirlpool of lust. Her pussy mouth snapped against the jetting stream of rapidly-cooling water and she shivered slightly as the thrills made her body steam with compelling, aching heat. She couldn't seem to think clearly anymore with these jolting sensations flowing through her pussy, but that didn't matter. She didn't have to think about anything. She just had to wash herself all over so she could be all ready to report as Dr. Gallagher's assistant in the morning.
The thought of Dr. Gallagher made Brenda's pussy snap even harder. What would she do if he forced her to suck his cock the way that he'd asked Miss Dawson to? Of course she'd refuse if he just asked politely but what if he wouldn't take no for an answer? Would she have to do something that degrading to keep from losing her job? Of course, he could always threaten to fire her if she didn't do it and then she'd have to. She couldn't afford to be blacklisted by all the hospitals in the city. But still ... she couldn't bring herself down to that depraved level.
"Mmmmmm," Brenda murmured, beginning to pant a bit as the water splattered against the throbbing lump of her clit. Even if Dr. Gallagher did threaten her with dismissal she couldn't do something that awful. She wouldn't do it ... no matter what! She was going to remain a virgin until she was married. Of course sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock if he forced her into such a disgusting perversion wouldn't challenge her virginity. He would be raping her mind but not her body. Which rape was worse? Brenda didn't know.
Just thinking about the situation with Dr. Gallagher tomorrow morning made Brenda's body tremble. Her breasts jutted out and her nipples hardened under the splattering water. Her shuddering clitoris poked out and shivered violently as the water rushed over it in blinding streaks and her mind whirled deliciously. If Dr. Gallagher raped her, it wouldn't be her fault at all. And she'd get a chance to find out what sucking a cock was like.
Brenda thought about the hard, throbbing shaft of Dr. Gallagher's thick cock forcing its way past her soft lips and she trembled even more violently. Then she let out a hoarse squeal as the flood of passion in her body broke and wave after wave of orgastic release flowed through her in shuddering rapture. Just imagining that she was being forced to suck the doctor's big, nasty cock made Brenda come again and again as she shivered and quaked under the cool spray of water. It felt like the thrills were never going to stop and the virgin nurse didn't really want them to. She wanted to be carried to the peak of passion and dropped over the edge of ecstasy again and again. She wanted the blinding, flashing streaks of pleasure to go on and on and never stop.
"Oooooo, God!" Brenda groaned, shivering spasmodically. She pulled her fingers away from her still-trembling pussy and snapped off the shower with an angry gesture. Now she was thoroughly ashamed of herself. She should have known better. She'd let her body take control of her better judgment again, using the shower as an excuse to masturbate. She just didn't understand why she should feel so heatedly passionate lately. There must be something really wrong with her. Perhaps she should go into the clinic for a checkup. Of course she wouldn't tell them what her symptoms were. It would be too embarrassing. She could just say that she had trouble sleeping and her emotional state was giving her problems. If there was something physically wrong, the doctors at the clinic would find out what it was.
Brenda put on her nightgown and turned out the light. Now that her passions were quenched again she was very sleepy. She just didn't understand why she was imagining any trouble with Dr. Gallagher. He wouldn't make any sort of pass at her, she was sure. After all, he was involved with Miss Dawson. He didn't want to become involved with another nurse at the same time. And after Miss Dawson had called her a prude, Brenda was sure that Dr. Gallagher wouldn't be interested in making any lewd suggestions. There probably wasn't any ulterior motive at all in asking for her as his assistant on the project. He just wanted someone who knew all about the physical therapy program. She was a natural choice now that she thought about it rationally. She'd been in the program for longer than anyone else except Miss Dawson. Of course Dr. Gallagher would ask for her assistance.
Brenda began to feel much better as she snuggled under the covers. Really it hadn't been such a bad day except for the discovery of Miss Dawson and Dr. Gallagher in the office. She'd handled the patients very well indeed and Miss Dawson had even complimented her on her performance this afternoon. And when Drew had called she'd handled that very well too. There was no reason to be so apprehensive about tomorrow morning. She would walk into Dr. Gallagher's office and be all business. She'd be a wonder of starched efficiency and he wouldn't even notice that she was a woman. At least Brenda hoped that he wouldn't. She didn't want a confrontation with Dr. Gallagher at all. He was very important at the hospital and it wouldn't do at all to get on the wrong side of him. Of course that just wasn't possible. She'd be very careful to act in a purely professional manner tomorrow morning. Dr. Gallagher wasn't a fool. He would be able to tell just by looking at her that she wasn't the type of girl to go for any of his lewd little sex games.
CHAPTER FOUR
By the time morning arrived Brenda was in a good mood. She dressed quickly and left in plenty of time to get to the hospital early. At least she didn't have to worry about dark circles under her eyes this morning. She'd gotten a good night's sleep and all her worries seemed silly in the bright morning sunshine. She had been working herself up into a frazzle last night worrying about Dr. Gallagher and now she felt like a fool. Dr. Gallagher's secretary would be in the office and nothing at all would happen, Brenda was sure. Her apprehension of last night was completely gone now and she checked in at the hospital, giving Miss Dawson a bright cheerful smile.
"Dr. Gallagher wants you to come up at nine," Miss Dawson reminded her. "Just call down here if you want any facts and figures. I think he's considering adding on to the physical therapy wing. If we're lucky we may get the money we need for some new equipment."
"That would be wonderful, Miss Dawson!" Brenda replied quickly, smiling in excitement. "With more equipment we could do even more for our patients."
"I know," Miss Dawson smiled back. "I think you're just the person to convince Dr. Gallagher that the board ought to allot more to the physical therapy budget. Just do your best, Brenda and next year we may have all the supplies and room we need."
"Oh, I will," Brenda agreed, turning to leave the room. She blushed a little as Miss Dawson called her back. She had been thinking about how her supervisor's lips had stretched around Dr. Gallagher's cock and she had trouble facing Miss Dawson with that thought in her mind.
"I've already done my best to convince Dr. Gallagher to give us a bigger budget," Miss Dawson went on. "Now it's up to you, dear. Try to convince him, won't you? We want to take good care of all of our patients."
"I'll do my best," Brenda promised, hoping that she didn't look as embarrassed as she felt. A very disturbing idea had popped into Brenda's head as Miss Dawson mentioned she had tried to convince Dr. Gallagher to increase the budget. Perhaps that was why she had sucked the doctor's cock. Maybe Dr. Gallagher had promised more money for the physical therapy program if Miss Dawson cooperated with him in his sexy little games. The new thought was disturbing and Brenda shoved it to the back of her mind quickly. She didn't dare think about that now. The thought was just too frightening. If Dr. Gallagher had used that kind of pressure on Miss Dawson he could use it on her too. And Brenda really wanted the test in equipment and supplies for her patients. She was sure that Doug McConnell would be able to regain the full use of his left arm if they just had the proper exercise equipment to use. And Doug was Brenda's favorite patient. She knew that she'd do almost anything to get that equipment for Doug ... almost anything except sucking Dr. Gallagher's big, jerking cock, that is!
Brenda managed to appear calm as she left her supervisor's office and rushed into the lounge to straighten her cap and comb her hair again. She wanted to arrive at Dr. Gallagher's office without a hair out of place. She'd look absolutely unapproachable and then he wouldn't try anything with her. She wound her hair into an even tighter bun and secured it with her hairnet. Then her cap went on over the bun and she pulled down her starched white skirt nervously. Now she wished that the hospital would let the nurse's wear the new pants suit uniform. Even though Brenda's skirt was modest, she felt as if it showed too much of her legs.
"Well ... here goes!" Brenda sighed, picking up her notebook and pen. She'd arrive at Dr. Gallagher's office looking like a research assistant. That ought to help.
Suddenly Brenda giggled as she thought of the glasses in her purse. She'd been carrying them around for years and never wearing them. Her mother had insisted that she get a pair of plain glasses when she went off to nursing school. Evidently that was to hide her appearance even more. Her mother used to say that she felt better if Brenda wore the dark-rimmed glasses that hid part of her face. Men weren't supposed to make passes at girls who wore glasses, or so her mother believed.
Brenda pulled out the glasses case and cleaned the glasses inside. Then she perched them on her nose and smiled at her reflection proudly. Perhaps her mother was right. She did look unsexy and formidable in those hideous glasses. Her mother would be proud of her for wearing them at last.
By the time Brenda got up to Dr. Gallagher's office her heart was pounding like a trip hammer. She could feel her knees shaking as she opened the door and walked in. Then she heaved a sigh of relief as she saw the elderly secretary sitting in the outer office.
"Brenda Carpenter," Brenda introduced herself and smiled at the woman. "I believe Dr. Gallagher is expecting me."
"Oh, yes," the secretary confirmed, glancing at her appointment book. "I'm sorry dear, but Dr. Gallagher was called to third on an emergency. He asked you to wait though. There's a lounge on this floor. Wouldn't you like to have a cup of coffee while you're waiting? I'll call you when the doctor gets here."
"Oh, thank you!" Brenda smiled. It was a reprieve. She hurried off to the lounge and sat down gratefully with a cup of coffee. The room was buzzing with sound and there were quite a few nurses on break. She had been lucky to find a seat.
"Hi there ... are you new?" a small blonde girl asked, sitting down in the chair next to Brenda. "I'm Sally Hutchins."
"Oh, no I'm not normally on this floor," Brenda responded, smiling back. "I'm Brenda Carpenter and I'm just helping out Dr. Gallagher for the morning."
"Oh, Jake the Make, huh?" Sally giggled. Then she caught sight of Brenda's shocked face and giggled even harder. "I take it you haven't worked for Dr. Gallagher before," Sally laughed. "Well be careful honey. Jake's pure hell to put up with. When I worked for him last summer I had a sore bottom for a week from all those pinches. And that's not all that was sore either!"
"He ... he's really that bad?" Brenda asked, sounding the girl out. She really didn't like to take part in hospital gossip but this was a good opportunity to learn about Dr. Gallagher.
Sally gave a loud little laugh and poked the girl sitting next to her. "Brenda's working for Dr. Gallagher today," she confided. "You go ahead and give her your opinion of him."
"Dr. Gallagher?" the redheaded nurse giggled. "Oh, murder! He's hell on wheels! When I first started working on this floor, he had me in the linen closet so fast I didn't even have time to blink. You'd better watch it, honey ... Jake's awful!"
"Jake?" another nurse responded, listening to the conversation. "The only way to handle Jake Gallagher is to truss him up in a straight jacket."
"Or sic Miss Adams on him," another nurse chimed in. "The only woman alive who can keep old Jake in line is Miss Adams."
"Who's Miss Adams?" Brenda asked, clasping her hands together nervously under the table. "Is she a supervisor?"
"No ... his secretary," the girl answered. "Miss Adams is that gray-haired lady in his outer office. Miss Adams is the only person who can make Dr. Gallagher behave. Just make sure that she's around and Jake's as tame as a kitten. She's an old friend of the family or something like that. She calls Jake 'sonny' sometimes, but he doesn't seem to mind."
"Well!" Brenda sighed, normal color beginning to return to her face. "I guess I'd better make sure Miss Adams doesn't leave for the day before I do."
"Calling Brenda Carpenter," the loudspeaker rang out. "Report to Dr. Gallagher's office please."
Brenda stood up hastily, almost spilling her coffee. Now she was really nervous about meeting Dr. Gallagher. She left the lounge with the girls shouting out warnings after her, and made her way down the hallway to the office.
Brenda worked for Dr. Gallagher from ten to twelve and she was absolutely amazed at the change in the doctor. He acted just fine. He never made the slightest off-color remark and the morning went splendidly. As she went back down to her own floor she smiled, feeling foolish for being so nervous. Dr. Gallagher was really a nice man. Of course his secretary had been there the whole time. That was a lucky break for Brenda. She remembered what the other nurses had said about the doctor's secretary and she was very grateful that Miss Adams had been there. Evidently it was true about Miss Adams keeping Dr. Gallagher in line. At least he hadn't tried to make a pass at her.
"Well? How did it go?" Miss Dawson asked, greeting Brenda with a smile. "Did you talk Jake into increasing our budget?"
"I hope so!" Brenda sighed fervently. "Did you reschedule Doug McConnell for this afternoon?"
"There's a little problem with Doug's therapy, Brenda," Miss Dawson sighed. "He's scheduled for some tests this afternoon and he won't be able to get here until five. Do you suppose you could stay an extra half-hour for his session. I have to leave right after work today."
"Oh ... that's no problem at all," Brenda quickly assured her. "I won't mind staying. I'll lock up when I leave."
Brenda was still in a good mood when Doug McConnell arrived for his therapy. Her smile quickly faded when she realized that Doug was depressed. He went through the exercises mechanically but he didn't tease and grin like he usually did. The session was almost over when Brenda heard a sound at the door and turned to face Dr. Gallagher.
"Oh, Brenda," Dr. Gallagher smiled. "Don't let me disturb you. I was just looking for Abby. Has she left already?"
"Yes, doctor," Brenda replied politely. "Miss Dawson left twenty minutes ago."
"Well ... just let me watch for a couple of minutes," Dr. Gallagher suggested. "Go right ahead with your therapy, Brenda. Don't mind me."
Brenda continued with the arm strengthening exercises until the session was over. Then she called for an aide to wheel Doug back to his room. She wished her handsome patient would tell her the reason for his depression but with Dr. Gallagher present, he seemed even more shy than usual. She'd have to get him to talk about what was bothering him at their session tomorrow.
"Tomorrow at three then, Doug," Brenda reminded her patient. "Now don't stand me up. We have a date for some more exercise."
Doug flashed her a quick little grin as he was wheeled out of the room. Even though he'd been quick to smile, Brenda could tell that he was still depressed. She'd just have to get to the bottom of what was bothering him tomorrow. He hadn't tried as hard as he usually did on the exercises today.
"I can see how that new equipment would really help your patient's arm," Dr. Gallagher remarked, watching Brenda straighten up the room. "What kind of an injury was it?"
"A surfing accident," Brenda said, folding fresh towels and placing them carefully on the table. "Poor Doug wasn't doing very well today, I'm afraid. At this rate it's going to take a long time for him to get back the use of his arm."
"Well ... you could speed that up considerably, I'm sure," Dr. Gallagher said, beginning to grin in a way that made Brenda feel very nervous. "I could allot part of the budget immediately if I felt it was worthwhile."
"Oh! It is!" Brenda said quickly, smiling at the handsome doctor in excitement. "If you could do that, Doug could recover the full use of his arm in just a couple of weeks. That would be wonderful!"
"Well ... I'll have to think about it," Dr.
Gallagher said, grinning again. "I think you might be able to convince me though, if you tried. How about it Brenda? You cooperate with me and I'll juggle the budget a bit. How does that sound?"
"Oh, wonderful!" Brenda breathed, thinking of Doug's face when she told him about the new equipment. He wouldn't be depressed then. Doug would be just as excited as she was, if he really felt that he could use his arm again. Then Brenda remembered what Dr. Gallagher had said and her face fell.
"What kind of cooperation?" she asked, hearing the tremor in her voice. She hoped Dr. Gallagher wasn't going to suggest anything like what he'd forced Miss Dawson to do.
"Well ... you obviously enjoyed watching Abby and me in the office yesterday," Dr. Gallagher continued, grinning as Brenda's face turned beet red. "I thought you might like to get in on the action. You suck my cock right now and I'll see that you have the new equipment by the end of the week."
"I ... I ... I couldn't" Brenda gasped, her mouth opening and closing quickly. "Really, Dr. Gallagher! I'm engaged!"
Brenda realized that her words hadn't done any good at all as Dr. Gallagher moved toward her. She was alone in the therapy wing. Miss Dawson was long gone and all the other nurses were off duty.
She was alone with Dr. Gallagher and his eyes were glittering with the same fire she'd seen yesterday.
Brenda's eyes dropped to Dr. Gallagher's crotch and then she turned as white as a ghost. She could see the hard bulge of his cock under his white pants and her heart pounded violently in her chest. What could she do? She had to get away from him somehow!
"Now don't be silly," Dr. Gallagher chuckled, enjoying the girl's near-panic. He couldn't understand why she was so upset. If she was engaged, she'd probably done a lot more than suck her boyfriend's cock. Abby thought she was a prude, but Dr. Gallagher knew better. He could see her nipples harden right through her uniform as he stared at her and her face was flushed again. She was just playing a little game with him, pretending to resist. Brenda was teasing him by pretending to be so innocent.
"Oh, don't worry," Dr. Gallagher laughed. "I won't tell anyone your little secret. It'll just be between you and me and you can suck my prick to seal the bargain. You want the new equipment, don't you?"
"Uh ... yes," Brenda whispered, her eyes wide and startled. Her head was beginning to spin around so hard she felt faint and she hoped that she wasn't going to pass out cold. If she did that, Dr. Gallagher might just force his cock into her mouth anyway. He was a disgusting animal. She was sure that he wouldn't have the slightest qualms about pushing his cock in her mouth if she fainted.
"Abby really fell for your little prude act," Dr. Gallagher chuckled, moving forward until the frightened nurse was backed right up against one of the treatment tables. "I would have fallen for it too, if you hadn't given yourself away by peeking through the office door. What were you doing, Brenda? Getting your kicks while you were watching us?"
"Noooooo," Brenda moaned, her face turning a tell-tale shade of crimson. "Please ... Dr. Gallagher ... I can't!"
"Oh it's not that hard," Dr. Gallagher laughed, deliberately misinterpreting her words. "Sucking a cock is the easiest thing in the world and you had a good lesson on how to do it yesterday. Abby's the best prick sucker in the hospital."
"Noooooo," Brenda wailed as Dr. Gallagher came closer and closer. She was completely trapped now, backed up against the treatment table and the wall. There was no way to get away from the lusty doctor and Brenda felt a ripple of fear run through her body. Then there was another ripple too, one Brenda tried very hard to ignore.
"Please ... I don't want to...." Brenda whispered as Dr. Gallagher's fingers moved toward his zipper. Then his cock was thrusting out at her, hard and red and thick.
"Noooooo," Brenda whispered again, staring at the doctor's cock with a mixture of fear and delight. It was even bigger than she had remembered and it was jerking so hard she thought it was going to explode any second. She could see the light reflecting off the glistening cream that was leaking out of his glanshole and she shivered violently. He couldn't expect her to really do it, could he? Dr. Gallagher couldn't be that unscrupulous!
Dr. Gallagher chuckled as he ran his fingers lightly over the surface of his swollen cock, making it jerk and throb even more. He could see the nurse's eyes on his big prick and it swelled even more as she stared at it. Dr. Gallagher wasn't really as unscrupulous as Brenda thought. He was going to get the new therapy equipment whether Brenda sucked his cock or not, but the girl didn't know that. It would just be another incentive for her to do it.
"Big, isn't it?" Dr. Gallagher asked, grinning at Brenda's fascinated expression. "I bet you can hardly wait to wrap your lips around my big hard cock."
"Oooooooh," Brenda whispered, still staring. She felt like a mouse hypnotized by a snake. She couldn't stop staring even though she knew she was in grave danger. She couldn't tear her eyes away from that stiff, jerking shaft.
"Just think of all the good you'll be doing for your patients," Dr. Gallagher said, pressing his hard cock up against her body. "You can do more for your patients in five minutes with me than you could in five months with this outdated equipment."
Brenda shuddered forcefully. She tried to jerk away from the doctor's horrid cock but there was nowhere to go. She was jammed up against the table and she could feel his prick pulsing and jerking right through the material in her uniform. It felt hot and turgid against her body and even though Brenda tried to keep her mind clear, a little voice called from the back of her head.
Go ahead ... it won't hurt. Just sucking his cock isn't that bad. You'll still be a virgin for Drew. It won't make any difference and you can help your patients by doing it.
"Nooooooo," Brenda whispered again but the little lewd voice in her head just wouldn't be drowned out no matter how hard she tried to think of her mother's warnings and how guilty she'd feel if she really did it. She'd be a prostitute then. She'd be exchanging sexual favors for something, just like prostitutes did.
Brenda started to tremble even harder as she stared at Dr. Gallagher's big cock. It was even more swollen now and it was jerking lewdly. He was awfully horny. What would happen if she flatly refused? Would he force her to do it? He was a lot stronger than she flatly refused? Would he force her to do it? He was a lot stronger than she was and she might succeed in scratching him if she fought with him, but he would be sure to win in the end. If she fought, that might enrage him and then he'd really be vindictive. He'd fire her for sure if she put up a struggle and hollered for help.
All these thoughts ran through Brenda's mind in no more than a couple of seconds. All the while, her eyes were glued to Dr. Gallagher's big cock. She bit her lips and tried to decide what to do. She just couldn't go ahead and do it. She'd have to try to talk him out of it even though she was sure he wouldn't listen to reason.
"Please, Dr. Gallagher," Brenda whispered, her face ashen. "I ... I don't want to do it. You ... you shouldn't be asking me to do something nasty like that. I'm an engaged woman and it's not right. It would be a terrible thing for me to do ... can't you see that?"
At last Brenda managed to snap her eyes away from the doctor's jerking cock and she looked up at him pleadingly. What she saw in his dark brown eyes didn't reassure her one bit. Dr. Gallagher looked crazed with lust.
"You're wasting time," Dr. Gallagher remarked dryly. "I can tell you want to do it. You were aching to suck my cock yesterday when you peeked through the door. Come on, Brenda ... don't deny it. You wanted to suck it then, didn't you?"
"I ... I ... ooooooh!" Brenda wailed, her face flushing red again. She had wanted to do it and she knew she looked guilty. She wanted to find out what sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock was like, but she couldn't just give in. If she gave in without a struggle she'd be no better than a whore!
"Please?" Brenda whispered, shaking visibly. "Please, Dr. Gallagher ... you'll give us the equipment anyway, won't you?"
"Nope," Dr. Gallagher chuckled, enjoying the lie. Now he saw what the problem was. Brenda would feel guilty if she just gave in and sucked his cock even though she clearly wanted to. He'd have to force her into it and she'd be glad once she was actually doing it. Afterwards, she could tell herself that it had all been his fault. She wouldn't feel at all guilty that way.
"Come on now, Brenda," Dr. Gallagher said, grabbing the girl's arms and holding her tightly against his body. "I'm going to force you to do it and there's nothing you can do about it. Now open your mouth like a good girl and suck it right in.
"Noooooo," Brenda gasped as she felt Dr. Gallagher's strong arms pushing her down. Then she found herself kneeling on the floor between his legs staring at his big, throbbing cock only inches from her face.
"Ooooooh, nooooo," Brenda moaned again, her mind whirling. She'd have to do it now. There was no one around to help her. Dr. Gallagher was going to force her to do it. He'd said he was going to make her do it.
Brenda couldn't help the flush that spread over her face when she stared at the doctor's jerking cockhead. It was glistening all over now with the cream that had leaked out of his glanshole and it looked hot and powerful, sticking straight out and lurching toward her face. She would have to do it. She couldn't make Dr. Gallagher too mad. It was the only way to get the equipment they needed and to keep her job. She just knew Dr. Gallagher would arrange to have her fired on some pretext or other if she fought. There was no escape. She had to open her mouth and suck it.
"You're ... you're an animal!" Brenda whispered, staring at the wide, jerking length of the doctor's cockshaft. "You're terrible! I hope you don't get a bit of enjoyment out of this!"
Dr. Gallagher chuckled. Well ... it was about time. She'd finally given in. He had been about ready to give up and let her go but now she seemed to be coming around just fine. He was sure that Brenda wasn't serious about not wanting him to get any enjoyment out of it. He'd get a hell of a lot more than he'd bargained for, he was sure. Just wait until the hot little nurse wrapped her mouth around his prick. Then he'd reach right up under her skirt and play with her pussy a little. He wasn't the kind to enjoy one-sided fun. He'd give her something to enjoy too.
"Oooooh, God!" Brenda moaned, closing her eyes and sticking out her tongue. There was no help for her now. She'd just have to suck it and get it over with. At least it wouldn't take that long. Dr. Gallagher looked like he was almost ready to explode already.
"Ahhhhhh!" the doctor sighed, as Brenda's moist hot tongue licked tentatively over his balls. Jesus! She sure had a hot little tongue. And she'd started with his balls, just the way he liked it. Watching Abby yesterday had taught her just the way he loved it best.
Dr. Gallagher chuckled and then he gasped again as Brenda's searching tongue found the underside of his cock and lapped wetly. Abby had given a cocksucking lesson and she hadn't even known about it. He was glad that she didn't know what he was doing today. He was sure that Abby wouldn't approve of his proposition to her star staff member. At least it was a cinch that Brenda wouldn't mention this once it was over. Abby would never know and what Abby didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
Brenda's head was whirling in dizzy circles as she first touched Dr. Gallagher's cock with her tongue. She could feel the heat of his prick on her face. It felt like standing right in front of a fireplace, his cock was so hot. She gasped in astonishment as her tongue flashed across the wrinkled surface of his balls;. This wasn't bad! It was sort of fun in a perverted way.
Brenda tried to imagine that she was licking something else ... anything except Dr. Gallagher's cock. She tried to make herself believe that she was licking a popsicle ... a large, flesh-colored popsicle. That made it a lot easier. There was one sexy difference between a popsicle and Dr. Gallagher's huge cock. A popsicle wasn't hot and jerking. She pretended anyway though, so that she wouldn't faint from pure shame. It was much easier if she didn't think about what she was actually doing. That would be too horrible for her to handle.
Brenda licked faster and faster as she began to swirl her tongue around the doctor's big cock. It was jerking so hard it beat against her face. Without realizing what she was doing, she reached out with her hand and grasped it tightly, holding it' still so she could lick it all over. The heat started to flow through her body and she shivered again but this time it wasn't a shiver of fear. Brenda was really beginning to enjoy this lewd act and it didn't seem quite as perverted as it had yesterday when she'd just watched. Licking a cock really wasn't that bad at all. At least she was saving her virginity for her wedding night. If she hadn't agreed to lick Dr. Gallagher's cock he might have become so angry that he would have raped her. She was just making sure that her pussy stayed virginal. That was all she was doing.
Brenda didn't realize that she was rationalizing again. She'd excused her behavior when she'd peeked at Dr. Gallagher and Miss Dawson by telling herself that she was just curious. She'd rationalized her behavior when she played with her pussy by blaming the whole thing on the sexy sight before her eyes. Then she'd explained her fun in the shower by telling herself that she was just getting nice and clean. Now Brenda was rationalizing her actions with Dr. Gallagher. She told herself that licking his cock was the lesser of two evils. She was protecting her virginity by satisfying the horny doctor this way so he wouldn't shove his huge, brutal cock in her virgin pussy. Brenda was just full of excuses for her sexuality but she didn't realize they were all excuses. The poor virgin nurse might have fainted on the spot if she'd suddenly realized exactly why she was doing all these things. Her body was ripe and ready for sex and that was Brenda's real reason for behavior in a manner she considered lewd and depraved. She'd been denying her natural sexual urges for too long and now they were all surfacing in a rising tide, making it impossible for her to resist trying all these new exciting pleasures. Brenda's mother had done the girl a real disservice by urging her to squelch her basic sexuality. Now all Brenda's natural desires were emerging at once and it was impossible for the poor girl to control herself.
"Mmmmmm," Brenda moaned as she lapped higher and higher on Dr. Gallagher's huge cockpole. It really did taste nice. It was hot and powerful and her mind was quiet at last. She couldn't seem to think of anything except how it was going to taste when she got to the head of the doctor's swelling cock and tried the slippery cream drooling out of his glanshole. Brenda felt a ripple of excitement when she imagined that. It just had to be good. Miss Dawson had loved it.
Dr. Gallagher looked down at the top of Brenda's head with amazement. The lovely nurse was doing everything perfectly. He just couldn't believe his good fortune. Brenda was the hottest little cocksucker he'd ever run into and he was sure that she'd never done it before. She was a natural and he could scarcely control the jerking motions of his cock. His balls were tightening into swelling globes and his cum was aching to shoot out into her mouth. She was going to bring him off before he even had a chance to give her a thrill if he didn't hurry.
Without wasting any more time, Dr. Gallagher lifted Brenda's skirt. He could tell that the nurse was entirely engrossed in the act of sucking his prick. She hadn't even noticed that he was folding her uniform up around her waist. Next his fingers slipped off her little white panties and he grinned when he felt that they were hot and sticky. Brenda was as excited as hell and he could hardly wait to touch her hot little pussy. That would be pure heaven. She needed a nice little orgasm for all the expert licking she was giving him. He'd wait until she got right up to the head of his cock and then he'd push her little clitoris back and forth. She ought to like that just fine.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Brenda groaned, licking faster and faster. Now her tongue was just approaching the head of Dr. Gallagher's cock and she paused for just a second to catch her breath. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the throbbing red glossy head of his prick and she shivered again as the ripples began to spread through her tight pussywalls. She really wanted to taste his cream. She'd been thinking about it ever since she saw Miss Dawson swallow it yesterday and she was dying to see what it tasted like. It would be fantastic. She just knew it.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Brenda moaned, swirling her flickering tongue right over the head of Dr.
Gallagher's big, pulsing cock. Her agile little tongue tip reamed into the deep dark hole in the middle of his cockhead and scooped out a little of his cream. Then a huge smile spread over her face as she smacked her lips together and groaned in bliss. It was delicious! She loved the taste of cockcream. No wonder Miss Dawson hadn't wanted to let any escape! She wanted to get every bit of this tasty cream in her throat.
Brenda wasn't even aware of Dr. Gallagher's movements as he began to slide his hand up her legs. Her pussy was quivering and rippling delightfully but she was so thrilled with tasting his wonderful cockcream that she didn't even connect the sliding, rippling feeling in her pussy with the approach of Dr. Gallagher's fingers.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Brenda sighed, staring down at his jerking cockhead. She supposed it was time to suck it now. That was what Miss Dawson had done next. Yes, she decided. It definitely was time to fold her lips around that huge, throbbing head. She wanted to do it now, whether he was ready or not. She wanted to feel his heavy, pulsing cockshaft slide past her soft hot lips and down into her slippery throat. She wanted to suck the cum out and feel it gush straight down to her hungry tummy in a blaze of ecstatic heat. Brenda could hardly wait until Dr. Gallagher let his sperm fly in her throat. It seemed the most pleasant thing in the world now that her mind was completely stilled and her mother's words were wiped out by the thrills heating her body.
Brenda pursed her lips the way she remembered that Miss Dawson had done. Then she began to nibble at the tip of Dr. Gallagher's delicious cock, drawing it in with the strong sucking motion of her cheeks. This was just heavenly. The rippling in her pussy made Brenda's body quiver with delight and she sucked harder and harder on the wide hot pole of Dr. Gallagher's cock trying to get it all into her mouth at once.
"Awwwwww!" the horny doctor gasped. Brenda's lips were like a volcano, sucking him in. They were hotter than a blast furnace and he knew he couldn't control his load of cum for long. He'd have to hurry and play with her clitty now so she'd have some of the same wild thrills he was getting. He wanted Brenda to have just as much fun as he was having.
"MMMMMMMPH!" Brenda gasped, sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock in all the way as she felt a blinding flash of pleasure invade her pussy-tunnel. There was something hot and heavy sliding across her sensitive clitoris and it was driving her insane with jolting, joyful thrills. The little bud was throbbing so hard it felt like her whole pussy was going to shake loose. She'd never felt anything like this before!
Suddenly Brenda realized what Dr. Gallagher was doing and she blushed in shame. He was playing with her pussy, pushing her clit back and forth with his finger while she was sucking his cock. Dr. Gallagher was treating her just the same as he'd treated Miss Dawson yesterday and it felt incredibly wonderful. No wonder Miss Dawson had sucked his cock so blissfully. She couldn't have helped it, if she'd felt these same whirling flashes of ecstasy. Dr. Gallagher knew just how to touch her clitty to make it practically burst with jolting, joyful sensation.
"MMMMMMMPF!" Brenda squealed again, sucking harder and harder. She swallowed automatically and Dr. Gallagher's stiff cockpole slid a little farther into her throat. She'd forgotten all about that. No wonder Miss Dawson had swallowed so frequently. It made Dr. Gallagher's cock slide right down.
Brenda could feel her whole pussytunnel shudder and shake as she swallowed faster and faster. The ripples were turning into crashing waves of pleasure and she was whirling right along with them, lifted up like a piece of paper in a whirlwind, flying higher and higher in a big circle of delight. Her pussy felt like it was twisting in two, wringing itself dry as the juice gushed out of her snapping, spasming cuntal mouth and gushed over Dr. Gallagher's fingers.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmf!" Brenda gasped, sending her tongue to join the spiral of delight. She was twisting and lapping her tongue all around Dr. Gallagher's big cock now, sucking in and out with her cheeks and swallowing frantically. The thrills in her pussy were building to a crashing ecstasy and she couldn't think about anything except how badly she wanted her pussy to explode and how she knew it would the moment Dr. Gallagher's burning sperm rushed down her throat.
Dr. Gallagher felt the sweat stand out on his forehead. He had to hold out just a little longer to bring her right to the peak of passion. He wanted her pussy to come right along with his huge, jerking cock. It would be even more fun that way.
Brenda felt as if she were rushing to the very top of a spiral that ended in rapture. She was swirling up faster and faster and every time Dr. Gallagher's enormous prick jerked in her throat she whirled a little higher. They were both there now and it was only a matter of seconds before they'd be tasting rapture.
Suddenly Dr. Gallagher felt his balls begin to jerk. He just couldn't hold on another minute. He had to let his cum rush out and fly down her squeezing throat. It felt like he was fucking a bonfire ... a crater of molten lava, and he had to let his cock blast in that ultimate explosive delight.
"AWWWWWWWWW!" he helped as the cum hurtled out of the tip of his swollen cock. "Ooooooh, Jesus, baby! It's burning up!"
Brenda did feel like she was burning up. The moment Dr. Gallagher's cock began to blast in her throat and the first rush of searing cream rippled and gushed down to her greedy tummy, Brenda felt her pussy heat to blazing. The delightful shudders got stronger and stronger until she couldn't even breathe anymore. She gasped and gulped and swallowed frantically trying to drown herself in Dr. Gallagher's wonderful, gushing cream and her pussy began to vibrate like a stroked cat. It felt like her whole body was purring and stretching in rapture. Higher and higher Brenda whirled toward that spiral of ecstasy until she reached the very top and glided off into joyous bursts of shattering completion.
"Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmmmmph! MMMMMMMMMMMPHH!" Brenda squealed, swallowing and screaming at the same time. It seemed as if the wonderful thrilling bursts would never stop and she drank Dr. Gallagher's sperm down like fine wine, enjoying every mouthful that quenched her burning, parched lips. It was like a soothing waterfall gushing right down into her burning body, putting out the blaze of passion and making her feel so wonderful she thought she was going to faint from sheer joy.
Dr. Gallagher was gripping Brenda's head so tightly that his fingers were caught in her long black hair. It had tumbled from the fasteners when she had first started to suck and now it cascaded in a shimmery blue-black halo around her shoulders. He'd never felt anyone drink so greedily or suck so hard. Brenda was sucking his cock dry and every time her lips tightened and her throat squeezed he let out another loud yelp of pleasure.
"Awwww, good!" Dr. Gallagher yelled. "That's it baby! Jesus ... suck me dry!"
Brenda's squeezing throat and sucking mouth were doing exactly that. She was trying to get every drop of delicious cum to fly down her throat. She didn't stop sucking and drawing at his prick until the last drop had rolled down and his cock was drained completely. Then she licked the quivering pole of his cock all over with her tongue and sat up to sigh happily.
"Wow!" Dr. Gallagher exclaimed, looking down at her. "Fantastic, baby ... just fantastic!"
Brenda permitted a smug little smile to appear on her face. So Miss Dawson thought she was a prude, hmmmmm? She'd just changed Dr. Gallagher's opinion of her in a hurry. Miss Dawson had some competition when it came to the cocksucking business. Dr. Gallagher hadn't yelled that loudly when the blonde supervisor had drained his prick.
"Well?" Brenda grinned, raising her eyes to the doctor's flushed face. "Do we get that new equipment?"
"I'll say!" Dr. Gallagher sighed, smiling back. "You get the new equipment and then some. I'll make sure it's here before the end of the week."
Brenda watched the handsome doctor shove his limp cock back in his pants and she grinned again as he walked slowly out of the room. He looked completely satiated. That made her feel pretty good. Of course she hadn't wanted to suck his cock in the first place but she'd done it expertly once he'd forced her into it. She'd done it better than Miss Dawson and the supervisor acted as if she'd had plenty of practice. Brenda Carpenter wasn't a prude and she felt almost like telling Miss Dawson that the next time her supervisor started reprimanding her for something.
Brenda straightened up the treatment room again and thought about Doug McConnell's face when she'd tell him about the special exercise equipment that would have such a wonderful effect on his progress. Now she was glad that she'd done as Dr. Gallagher asked. She didn't feel any different than she had before and now Doug would regain the full use of his arm in a big hurry. Every patient who came in for therapy would benefit and Brenda felt that it was a small price to pay for getting all the supplies and equipment the therapy program needed. She was still a virgin and Drew didn't ever have to know about what had happened.
Brenda felt a moment's discomfort as she thought about her mother and what Mrs. Carpenter would say if she somehow managed to find out what her darling pure daughter had done this afternoon in her therapy room. Brenda's mother wouldn't approve at all, even though Brenda had helped all her patients by sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock. Brenda's mother would be shocked and horrified, but she might understand if she knew that Brenda had no choice in the matter. It was a choice between sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock and losing her job, eating his huge prick or waiting years for the proper equipment for her patients, i What was a good nurse supposed to do when faced with such a decision? Brenda had to suck Dr. Gallagher's cock. She had no choice at all.
Brenda began to feel a little strange as she waited for the bus home. She hoped she didn't look any different. Do you suppose people could tell that she'd just done a very immoral act? Her mother always said that a man could spot a cheap girl a mile away and men clustered around a cheap girl like bees buzzed around a pot of honey. Brenda was grateful that the only two men on the bus were old senior citizens riding to the rest home at the end of the line. She didn't really feel up to testing her mother's theory right now.
There was something in the back of Brenda's mind as she went up the stairs to her apartment. Something that was bothering her about what Dr. Gallagher had said. She couldn't quite put her finger on it though. She thought about it all evening until she went to bed early and relived the scene again. She started to feel guilty about her actions but then she remembered that Doug wouldn't get well if she hadn't sucked Dr. Gallagher's cock to get the new equipment. She hadn't done anything really wrong. She had just looked after her patients in the best way she knew.
Suddenly the thought crystallized in Brenda's mind. Now she knew what was wrong about Dr. Gallagher's promise. She began to shiver in helpless rage as his words rang loudly in her mind. He had said he'd make sure the equipment would be here before the end of the week. That was utterly impossible ... unless Dr. Gallagher had ordered the new equipment a good month ago!
Brenda began to shake so hard that the bed rattled on the floor. She just couldn't believe it, but it did make sense. She remembered seeing an invoice for an equipment order laying on Dr. Gallagher's desk this morning, now that she thought about it. Dr. Gallagher had been lying to Miss Dawson to get her to suck his cock and he had lied to her too. Dr. Gallagher had tricked them both!
"Oooooooooh!" Brenda groaned, gritting her teeth. She wouldn't have had to suck his cock at all. He really didn't have the authority to fire her. She could have complained to the nurse's association and life might have been a bit uncomfortable for awhile, but she wouldn't have been fired. And she wouldn't have had to suck his prick to get the new equipment. He'd already ordered it!
Suddenly Brenda thought of something she could do. She would go to Miss Dawson tomorrow and confess the whole thing. Miss Dawson had been tricked too. Perhaps between the two of them they could figure out some way of getting even with Dr. Gallagher!
"Ooooooooh, that animal!" Brenda groaned, closing her eyes resolutely and trying to get to sleep. There were a lot of things she had to do in the morning and talking to Miss Dawson was just one of them. She had to find out what Doug's problem was and she had all her morning patients from today to reschedule. She carefully avoided thinking about what she had done as she dropped off into a restless sleep where the image of Dr. Gallagher's prick and the thrills she had felt when she sucked it whirled through her dreams.
CHAPTER FIVE
Brenda was shocked to discover that Miss Dawson wasn't at work when she stepped into the supervisor's office the next morning. There was a large note on the desk stating that Miss Dawson had called in sick and Brenda was to be in charge. The added responsibility made Brenda feel rather proud but she was tired when three o'clock rolled around and it was time for Doug McConnell's appointment.
"Hello, Doug," Brenda smiled as the young man came in. "How are you feeling today?"
"Uh ... all right, I guess, "Doug answered listlessly. "Yeah ... I'm fine, Miss Carpenter."
"You didn't look so fine yesterday," Brenda said, staring up at his unreadable face. "What's the trouble Doug? You can tell me about it."
"Aw ... you wouldn't be interested," Doug shrugged, going over to the weights and beginning to lift them half-heartedly. "There's nothing you can do anyway. It's my problem and I'm going to have to work it out."
"Well ... I've got some good news for you," Brenda spoke up quickly. "We're getting in some new equipment by the end of the week. If you exercise faithfully with the new equipment, we'll have that arm of yours working just fine in no time at all."
"Gosh!" Doug grinned excitedly. Then his face resumed it's former sad expression and he shook his head. "It doesn't make any difference anyway," he mumbled. "Nothing's going to help me get her back."
"Who?" Brenda asked, walking over to her patient and putting her hand on his shoulder. "Did you have a fight with your girlfriend Doug? Is that what's the matter?"
"It's more than a fight," Doug groaned, not meeting Brenda's eyes. "Suzie's gone. She split for Idaho last week. Her mother told me when I called. I guess she got tired of waiting around for a guy with a crippled arm."
"Oh, Doug!" Brenda said softly, patting his shoulder. "I'm sure that's not why she left at all. You'll probably get a letter from her any day now, explaining everything. You mustn't let something like that get you down. I've heard that half the nurses down on third are flirting with you. You could have your pick of any nurse on the floor."
"Awww..." Doug sighed, turning around to face her. "Be honest, Miss Carpenter. Those nurses just feel sorry for me because I'm a cripple. They wouldn't really have anything to do with me if I wasn't a patient. When I get out of here, no girl is going to look twice at me the minute they notice my arm."
"Now you're just feeling sorry for yourself," Brenda said sternly, "and you know that's not true. Your arm is getting better every day and after you use the new equipment it'll be just as good as new. You're just wasting time feeling sorry for yourself. I don't feel a bit sorry for you. You've got it a lot better than most of my patients. You're going to be left with only a scar and some of my patients won't ever be able to use their arms and legs. You're forgetting how lucky you are, Doug."
Doug stared at the floor for a long time and finally he looked up into Brenda's eyes. "Yeah ... I guess you're right," he admitted. "It's just bothering me though. I know no girl will ever want to marry me now and Suzi and I were planning on getting married in a couple of years. No girl-likes the thought of going to bed with a cripple."
Brenda flushed heatedly. This was absolutely ridiculous! Doug was a handsome man and he was using his arm as an excuse to get people to feel sorry for him. She had to get him out of this right now, before it got even worse.
"You're a dope!" Brenda snapped, staring straight into his eyes. "You're not a cripple and most girls would jump at the chance to date you and marry you and sleep with you. You're really a dope, Doug McConnell and I don't want to hear any more sniveling talk like this!"
"Yeah?" Doug asked, beginning to grin at his outraged nurse. She looked really cute when she was mad. He was beginning to feel much better just talking about it but he still thought Brenda was giving him a line. Girls wouldn't want to sleep with a cripple. He was sure of it.
"You're really nice, Miss Carpenter," Doug said with a trace of his former enthusiasm. "I guess you're right but it's hard to believe that a woman would accept a cripple like me. Are you sure a girl wouldn't mind?"
"I'm absolutely positive!" Brenda stated, grinning wider. She liked the way Doug's eyes were sparkling again and she was glad she'd been able to talk him out of his depression. "Look, Doug ... I certainly wouldn't mind going out with someone who had a scar like yours. It'll hardly show once it's all healed and you'll have full strength if you keep doing the exercises I give you. You're a lot stronger than most men right now. And You're a handsome devil too."
Doug really grinned at that. Now he was beginning to feel almost normal and Brenda looked more and more attractive as she kept assuring him that he was handsome and strong. He'd been thinking about making a pass at his beautiful therapist for quite some time now but he'd thought that she wouldn't be interested because of his arm. She'd just thrown that theory out the window. She'd said she wouldn't mind going out with someone like him and she thought he was handsome. What more did he need? That was a come-on if he ever heard one.
"Gosh, thinks, Brenda," Doug sighed, pulling the startled nurse into his arms. He held her as tightly as he could with his weak arm and his lips came down on hers before Brenda could even think to move. Then Doug was kissing her passionately and Brenda's head was whirling around. What could she do now? If she pulled away immediately, he'd think that she'd just been giving him a line about his physical attractiveness. Still ... she didn't want him to get the wrong idea about her availability. It was really a dilemma.
Brenda quickly considered the proper solution. She'd just have to kiss him back a little to reinforce what she'd told him about his appearance. She wouldn't have to get intimate with him. Just a nice, friendly little kiss and then she'd break away and he'd still be feeling just fine. That would do the trick. She had to keep Doug from getting depressed all over again. He wouldn't believe anything she'd told him if she acted all shocked and disgusted with his actions. She'd have to use the proper psychology to let him know that she wasn't available, but if she was, she'd certainly consider dating him.
Brenda carefully slipped her arms around Doug's neck and kissed him back in a way she hoped was friendly but not seductive. If she wasn't careful, she could have a real problem on her hands. She certainly didn't want any trouble with Doug in his precarious emotional state. He'd take even the slightest rejection as proof that he wasn't attractive to women.
Brenda's mind was whirling around by the time the kiss was over. Doug certainly had learned how to kiss somewhere. Her face was flushed and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Her breath came in little uneven gasps and she knew that she looked flustered as she tried to give him just a friendly smile.
"Well?" Doug asked. "Do you still think I'm attractive, even with this damn arm of mine?"
"Of course I do," Brenda replied quite honestly. "And you really know how to kiss. I don't think I've ever been kissed quite that well before."
Before Brenda knew what was happening she found Doug's lips pressing against hers again. This wasn't what she had intended at all. It was getting harder and harder to think straight when he kissed her this deeply and her knees were beginning to shake. Her whole body was trembling and she felt little shudders of pleasure chase up and down her spine. She'd have to stop him soon. After all, Doug was her patient and she wasn't supposed to be doing something like this, even if it was in the interest of therapy.
Brenda turned her head slightly but that made Doug hold her tighter. She didn't want to push him away but this was really getting much too serious. Her legs felt weak and a delicious lethargic feeling was stealing over her senses. It was the same feeling she'd gotten before, when she'd given in to the lewd demands of her body. She couldn't let something like that happen again. Especially not with a patient!
After what seemed like an hour, Doug finally released her and Brenda sighed deeply. Thank goodness! Now she'd better put her foot down about things like this happening in the future. Doug shouldn't get the idea that he could kiss her anytime he wanted to.
"That's enough," Brenda said firmly, smiling at the same time. "We'd better get on with our therapy. You've got a lot of exercising to do today and you're never going to get it done if you keep kissing me like that."
"Awww, come on, Brenda," Doug pleaded, looking at her hopefully. "I haven't even seen a girl for two months now, except for the nurses. And you're not really like a nurse. You're more like a friend. It's all right to kiss a friend once more, isn't it?"
"Well ... just once more," Brenda conceded, grinning a little. It was a hopeful sign that regarded her as a friend rather than a nurse. That meant that he'd discuss his problems with her and she could help in his emotional adjustment to his injury. There was another reason in the back of Brenda's head for wanting Doug to kiss her once more but she didn't want to think about that. It had felt so good she really wanted to do it again. Doug was a fantastic kisser. He made shivers run up and down her body from her head to her toes every time he kissed her and Brenda wanted to feel that just once more.
Brenda shivered as Doug began to kiss her again. There was something different about his kiss this time. It wasn't quite as friendly and sweet. Now his lips were more demanding but she really didn't mind. Her head shouted a little warning but Brenda ignored it completely. What could be wrong with a harmless little kiss between friends? Friends kissed each other frequently. There was nothing to be worried about.
It was a good thing that Brenda couldn't tell what thoughts were running through Doug's excited mind, or she might have been much more nervous about his reaction to their kiss. Doug was thinking about Brenda in an entirely different way right now. He was thinking about how he'd like to shove his hard cock right into her sweet little pussy. He was sure that Brenda was a passionate woman. She sure acted that way when he kissed her. Right now her lovely, curvy body was pressing right up to him and Doug couldn't resist pressing his cock tightly against the warmth of her body. He knew she felt it too. She shivered even more and she was breathing much quicker now. Brenda was excited too. She was probably just as excited as he was.
Brenda could feel her head whirling faster and faster as Doug's body pressed up against hers. She really should pull away now and break his embrace. This was getting serious and she didn't quite know what to do. She certainly didn't want to hurt Doug's feelings or destroy his new-found confidence but this was highly improper. He shouldn't be holding her this tightly and moving his hips against her shuddering body this way. It wasn't proper at all, even if it did feel wonderful.
"Mmmmmm," Brenda sighed, before she could stifle her moan of pleasure. She could feel Doug's hard cock pressing against her body and it made her shiver even harder and her breath caught in her throat. Was Doug's prick as big as Dr. Gallagher's? The thought flashed in Brenda's. confused mind and she gasped weakly as she realized that it must be. It certainly felt hot and big, pressing against her this way. Perhaps it was even bigger ... she couldn't be sure.
Suddenly Brenda felt Doug's hand reach down for hers. Then he was forcing her fingers between their bodies and sliding her hand right over the pulsing hot bulge of his cock. Now she had to stop him for sure! She couldn't let behavior like this go on!
"Doug!" Brenda gasped, pulling away. She tried to jerk her hand out of his, but he was holding on too tightly. Brenda noticed with satisfaction that he was using his injured hand to hold hers. He really had recovered most of his strength in his fingers. That was a very good sign.
"Really, Doug!" Brenda gasped. "That's enough!"
Doug grinned down at his flustered therapist. He wasn't going to give up that easily. She had responded to his kisses even more passionately than Suzie had, and Suzie always liked to put up a little struggle when he held her hand over his cock. Brenda was probably the same way. He wasn't going to let her go yet. Her fingers felt too good, sliding over his jerking prick.
"I'm getting my exercise, Brenda," Doug chuckled, holding her hand even more tightly. "See? I'm getting a lot stronger, aren't I?"
"Yes," Brenda gasped and then she did a totally improbable thing. She giggled, which was exactly the wrong thing to do. She just couldn't help it. Leave it to Doug to turn a pass into a therapy exercise. Now he was teasing just as he'd done in the past and it was wonderful seeing his eyes sparkle again even if she did have to stop him pretty soon. He just had to realize that his behavior wasn't appropriate to the situation.
"Go ahead ... try to pull your hand away and we'll see how strong my fingers really are," Doug suggested, grinning mischievously. "This is much better than squeezing those coils. I like this kind of exercise. I bet I'd improve in a hurry if all my exercise was like this."
"God ... that feels so good!" Doug groaned, his face turning as red as Brenda's. "You don't know how I've been worrying about this. I thought no girl would ever touch me again. I've been feeling like a leper for a week now and you've really made me feel so much better. You're so sweet, Brenda. I just know everything's going to be all right now."
"Uh ... yes," Brenda gulped, trying to think of some tactful way of telling Doug to knock it off. Her head was whirling from the effect of his kisses and the jerking hard length of his cock under her hand. It felt just enormous. She just couldn't help sliding her finger over it just a little more. She loved the way it throbbed and pulsed right through his pants.
"Yeah..." Doug sighed. "Wait ... here ... let me just ... Aaaaaah!"
Brenda tried to jerk her hand away as Doug held it tightly and unzipped his pants with his other hand. Then he clamped her fingers tightly to his body again and this time she felt his cock, hot and smooth, without benefit of clothes. Doug was pressing her fingers right against his hard, hot naked prick!
"Oooooooh!" Brenda gasped, feeling the hot smoothness of the huge stiff shaft. His cock was bigger than Dr. Gallagher's. It was wider and she thought it was even a little longer. My God! She shouldn't be doing this!
Just as Brenda was about to turn and run, Doug pulled her back against his body with his free arm. Then his lips came down on hers again and Brenda felt all her resistance melt away like snow on a summer day. She couldn't help herself now. The heat was building in her body and her fingers began to stroke over the turgid length of Doug's cock as he kissed her fiercely. She just couldn't stop now. Doug's cock was so smooth and so hot, she just had to touch it a little more and feel it jerk in her fingers.
"Please?" Doug whispered, against her lips. "Come on, Brenda ... please?"
"What?" Brenda moaned, her voice trembling in passion. "What, Doug?"
"Just jerk it a little, huh?" Doug pleaded. "It won't take much ... please, Brenda? "It won't take much ... please, Brenda? I've been going crazy for weeks now, not being able to do anything. Suzie and I used to fuck every night and now here I am in the hospital and I can't do anything. I'm going crazy Brenda ... come on ... please?"
There was a note of desperation in Doug's voice that made Brenda's body tremble even harder. She'd never thought that a patient in the hospital might be awfully horny if he were used to fucking at home. She could see where that would be a real problem. And now Doug didn't even have Suzie to look forward to when he was released. Suzie had left him high and dry and Doug was wondering about his masculinity. How could she refuse? She'd be doing Doug a favor that he'd remember all the rest of his life and he'd really go to town on his therapy if he wasn't worried about his masculinity any more. This time she would be helping her patient directly. This wasn't any trick like Dr. Gallagher had pulled on her. This was a real case of need and it wouldn't really hurt her to comply with Doug's request.
The thought of Dr. Gallagher brought another idea to Brenda's confused, lust-crazed mind. She could suck Doug's cock for him. That would really convince him that he was attractive and masculine. She'd sucked Dr. Gallagher's cock and she was already guilty of that perverted sin. Why should sucking Doug's cock make her feel any guiltier? It was all the same, or so it seemed to Brenda. Her guilt was only a matter of degree and she could really do a service for Doug by letting him know just how attractive and masculine he was. Doug certainly deserved having his cock sucked more than Dr. Gallagher!
Brenda dropped to her knees before she had time to think any more. In the back of her mind she knew that what she was doing wasn't right but she didn't want to reconsider. She just wanted to do it quickly, before her mind shouted out a warning to stop her. She wouldn't listen to the warning at all. Doug needed her and she would do it. She'd done it before so she was degraded already. She might as well do it again for a good cause this time.
Doug let out a yelp of surprise as Brenda's hot little tongue tip started whirling across the shuddering surface of his balls. He had never expected anything like this! Brenda was really serious about finding him attractive in spite of his injured arm. She wouldn't do something like this unless she was turned-on by him.
"Awwwwwwww!" Doug groaned, feeling his cock jerk violently. He could hardly control himself he was so excited. It had been so long since a woman had done something like this. His cock swelled up huge and jerked in delight as Brenda's fluttering tongue lapped lovely, hot paths all over his balls.
"Ooooooh, Jesus!" Doug moaned, hardly daring to believe that this was really happening. It was just too good to be true. He could hardly wait until Brenda's hot tongue reached his stiff, aching cockpole. He knew it would only take a couple of seconds before his prick would explode right down her throat.
"Please?" Doug sighed, leaning back against the table. "Brenda ... hurry, please! I can't hold it much longer. It's been too long and it feels so good!"
Brenda giggled proudly. Sucking a cock was the easiest thing in the world now that she knew how to do it. And she was giving Doug a lot of pleasure. She was sure that he'd really work on his therapy now. After something like this, he'd be so grateful, he'd do his exercises every day.
"Aaaaaah, hurry!" Doug begged, clenching his fists tightly and hoping he could hang on until Brenda's hot tongue reached his prick. He could feel her breath shimmering across his cock and he was almost dying, trying to keep his cock under control. She'd better hurry or she'd have a face full of cum.
Brenda couldn't help but respond to the urgency in Doug's voice. She could tell that he was close to shooting. His cock was jerking so wildly that it was hard to hold, even though she used both hands. Doug was really excited by her licking tongue fluttering over his balls. She wanted to take a long time to cover every inch, but she knew that she'd better hurry or Doug would come before she was ready. She had to wrap her soft, hot lips around his cock before it exploded so she could drink his nice, steaming cockjuice.
"Awwwwww!" Doug yelped when .Brenda's searing tongue began to lick all around the base of his throbbing cock. She sure knew how to suck cocks. He'd figured that she was a shy little virgin, but she certainly wasn't acting like one now. Brenda was the sexiest woman he'd ever met and Doug shuddered as her tongue whirled higher and higher on his stiff prickpole.
"Mmmmmm," Brenda moaned, licking faster and faster. It was a race against time and she wanted to be the winner. She needed to lick her pink tongue over every inch of his throbbing shaft before his balls started to pump. And in order to do that, she'd have to work a lot faster than she was doing.
Brenda's head swirled right along with her tongue. She wasn't really thinking about the full implications of what she was doing. She didn't want to think about it. She just wanted to suck Doug's cock all the way into her throat and feel the turgid heat pressing heavily against her tongue. She loved the heavy stiffness of his cock and she sighed lustily as her tongue reached the ridge at the top of his cockhead. Just a second now and she could taste the slippery clear cream that was gliding out of his deep glanshole. Then she could fill her tummy with the hot, salty masculine juice.
"Aaaaaaaah!" Doug practically hollered. Brenda's tongue was slithering like a snake, rolling around the ridge at the top of his cock and sending thrills of lightning-like intensity through his shaking body. He'd never been licked like this before. Brenda was absolutely fantastic!
Brenda began to squirm a little as she lapped her tongue over the swollen, glossy head of Doug's huge cock. Then she smacked her lips in rapture as she tasted his burning cream. It was wonderful! It was even more wonderful than yesterday, when she'd sucked Dr. Gallagher's cock. It seemed to be better each time she did it and her body quivered right along with Doug's as she began to nibble at his tightly-stretched prickhead with her lips.
"Mmmmmm," Brenda moaned again. She could feel the hot, flashing thrills start to quiver in her pussytunnel. Something about feeling the jerking lustiness of Doug's cock against her soft lips was making her pussy vibrate and twist again, even harder than it had yesterday. She would have worried about her lewd reaction if she'd been able to think, but Brenda wasn't capable of thinking about anything except how badly she wanted Doug's hot, heavy cream to gush out and down to her hungry tummy.
"Awwwwww," Doug moaned, "Hurry! Your tongue's so hot ... oooooh, Brenda! Hurry! I can't hold it for very much longer!"
Brenda giggled again and her pussy gave an intense little jolt of delight. She spread her lips out in a round circle and began to suck lewdly, drawing the stiff, hot jerking pole of Doug's prick right into her mouth.
"Awwwwww, yes!" Doug hollered, hanging onto the treatment table with both hands. He gripped the edges of the table so hard that his knuckles turned white. He was really in torture now, trying to hold off until Brenda sucked his cock all the way in her mouth. It seemed like it would be impossible but Doug just had to see what it would feel like to have every single inch of his throbbing cock in her hot little throat.
Brenda began to squirm even harder as her cheeks ballooned in and out, sucking strongly. Her pussy felt like it was going to twist in two. She hadn't been this excited yesterday. It seemed like every time she got horny, it was more intense. The way her pussy was clutching and twisting, she had all she could do to keep from begging Doug to touch it. She didn't want to do that though. This time was for Doug. There was another reason Brenda didn't want to ask Doug to touch her pussy. Somehow Brenda thought that what she was doing wasn't quite so bad if she didn't get any satisfaction, out of it herself. It wasn't quite so wicked this way.
Brenda sucked harder and harder as she felt Doug's cock jerk and swell to fill her tight, slippery throat. She swallowed convulsively and tried to get it all in. Doug's cock was big ... it seemed even longer than Dr. Gallagher's cock and she had to swallow repeatedly to make it slide down her throat, but it was well worth it. When his jerking shaft was finally sucked all the way in her trembling lips and it was throbbing and stretching down her squeezing throat, Brenda felt a mighty surge of satisfaction flow through her aroused body. She was doing it just right. She was giving Doug a real thrill and now he wouldn't be upset any longer. She was doing therapy for her patient and there was nothing wrong with that. Doug needed more emotional help right now then he needed working with the weights. She was giving him the emotional help he needed. She was making him feel that he was handsome and attractive and very, very sexy.
"Awwwwww!" Doug yelped, feeling his balls begin to shudder. He began to shove his cock in and out of Brenda's round mouth, fucking her throat with long, hard strokes. His head was buzzing with lust and he felt like he was going to blow up any second. It had been a miracle that he'd lasted this long. He'd never been this horny before in his whole life!
Brenda sucked hard, as Doug's cock hurtled in and out. She liked having her throat fucked this way. She met his lunges with her own, bobbing her head back and forth like an oil rig. It wouldn't be long now. Doug's cock was swelling up so big that he couldn't hold it for much longer.
"Suck it out!" Doug hollered, reaching down and grabbing Brenda's head as if he was afraid that she might try to pull away at the last minute. "Suck it out of my balls! Hurry, Brenda! I just can't stand much more!"
Brenda sucked and nibbled and whirled her tongue in lewd circles. She made little wet, smacking sounds in her throat and swallowed again and again. She could feel Doug's cock swell up and push farther and farther down her throat. It didn't seem possible that his cock could swell up so big, no matter how aroused he was. She just couldn't believe the mammoth size of him. It made her throat shudder and squeeze and she bobbed her head up and down in an ever increasing rhythm of lust.
"Harder!" Doug yelped, grinding his cock forward and mashing his balls against her face.
"Pleeeease! Brenda ... suck hard! Make me cum!"
Brenda felt a shiver of pleasure run all the way through her body at the desperate note in Doug's voice. She could tell that he was in absolutely torture and that made her feel proud. He was just drying to cum and she could hardly wait to bring him off. She'd suck extra hard now and feel his cock swell and burst. It would be like a dam breaking, gushing flood of creamy cockjuice right down her throat. She'd be swallowing all that hot goodness and Brenda knew that Doug would be satisfied then. His torture would end in just a moment, after she did one more thing.
Brenda would have giggled if she could have released her laughter past the huge, jerking pole of Doug's cock. Her eyes sparkled in mischievous delight and she sucked very hard, mashing his balls right up against her face. Then her tongue slipped out and she started licking his balls again, with his prick buried snugly in her squeezing throat.
"AWWWWWWWWW!" Doug bawled, feeling his balls start to pump. This new sexy delight was just too much for him. His self-control snapped with a jerk from his cock and then he was spurting, jetting out streams of hot cum to splash right down Brenda's lovely rippling throat.
"AWWWWWWWWW!" Doug bawled again, pounding his cock forward and bursting like a broken water pipe. He felt his cock rear up and spit gallons of cum right down Brenda's throat and he shuddered wildly as he felt her mouth sucking and her tongue still lapping. She was trying to drain him dry and she was doing a good job of it too. Doug's cock was pumping so hard he didn't think that it would ever quit. He didn't think that he had so much cum, but it was still gushing down her throat and splattering inside her mouth. It was all the lust that he'd stored up for the entire length of time he'd been in the hospital, all released now in a joyous burst of ecstasy.
Brenda sucked so hard that her jaws began to hurt. Still she wouldn't stop. She loved the taste of Doug's cream. It was even better than Dr. Gallagher's yesterday. She managed to let out a smothered giggle as she wondered whether it would get better tasting every time she did it. Maybe it had a cumulative reaction. Every time would be a little better and a little better until finally she'd die of total ecstatic delight.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Brenda sighed, feeling the spurts die down in her throat. Her tummy felt warm and full and she couldn't help but smile around Doug's big prick. She knew how a cat felt after it had been fed a bowl of warm cream. That was exactly the feeling she had. She was warm and full and happy. She'd given Doug more help with his problem in a half hour than the whole hospital staff had been able to do in two months. And it had been fun for her too.
"Ooooooh, Man!" Doug groaned as Brenda sucked the last feeble trickle of sperm out of his cock. He shivered and drew his tired prick out of her mouth and then he grinned happily.
"Boy!" he gasped. "You sure made me feel better. I believe you now, Brenda. I really do. I guess I don't have to worry about women being turned off by my arm."
"Mmmmmm, you sure don't," Brenda giggled, getting stiffly to her feet and leaning weakly against the table. Then she glanced at the clock and gasped.
"Oooooh, Doug! Look at the time. You'd better hurry and go back to your room before you miss dinner!"
"Right on!" Doug chuckled. "Oh, don't bother, Brenda," he said quickly as he saw her pick up the telephone to call an aide. "I can walk up by myself. I don't know why I've been making the aides push me around anyway. There's nothing wrong with my legs."
Brenda grinned happily as Doug hurried out the door. That was really an improvement. Doug had been letting the aides come and pick him up without even thinking about using his own two feet to get back and forth. Now he was starting to want to do everything for himself. That was a marked improvement and she had caused it by sucking his cock. She'd done more than the staff psychologist and the surgeon and Doug's regular doctor put together and it had taken her only a half hour to complete her therapy. Maybe it ought to be written up in the medical journals.
Brenda giggled a little as she thought about that. Then the laughter stopped abruptly as she really did start to think about what she'd done. Now that it was over, she was feeling guilty. She hadn't thought that she would, but now she could see that she had acted in a very unprofessional manner. She should have tried just talking to Doug. It might have taken longer but she could have gotten the same results. Instead, she'd used therapy for an excuse to taste his sperm. Now that it was over, Brenda knew that was why she'd done it. She was thinking of Doug's welfare of course, but there was another reason why she'd sucked his cock. It was her own selfish, lewd reason. She had wanted to suck a cock again. After sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock yesterday, she just hadn't gotten enough of that disgusting little act to satisfy her lusty urges. She'd let her body dictate to her head again and now everything Brenda had thought about how she was doing it for Doug's sake, was only another excuse ... a rationalization for indulging even more of her disgusting sexual whims.
"Oooooh, no!" Brenda gasped, staring at the wall. She just had to do something about this terrible problem of hers. She just didn't seem to be able to control herself anymore. There was something drastically wrong with her.
Brenda thought about going right down to the clinic and checking in for a complete physical. She couldn't do that though. A complete physical took longer than overnight and she had to be at work again in the morning to take Miss Dawson's place if the supervisor was still ill. She'd have to wait until Miss Dawson came back to work before she went down for a check-up.
Brenda frowned suddenly as a new thought struck her. Miss Dawson was sick today and now she wondered why. Brenda herself had felt so guilty about sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock that she'd almost called in sick. Perhaps Miss Dawson wasn't really sick at all. Maybe she was just feeling guilty about sucking Dr. Gallagher's cock to get the budget increase and new therapy equipment.
It didn't take long for Brenda to find Miss Dawson's home address in the supervisor's office. She was going to drop in on Miss Dawson for a good heart-to-heart talk. They could discuss Dr. Gallagher and maybe Brenda could even tell Miss Dawson her problem. The supervisor might not be as immoral as Brenda thought. She might understand perfectly well how Brenda was feeling. She might even have the same problem herself!
CHAPTER SIX
"You aren't really sick, are you Miss Dawson?" Brenda asked, the moment her blonde supervisor answered the apartment door.
"Well ... no, I'm not," Miss Dawson admitted, blushing a little. "I just took the day off to catch up on things at home. Come in, Brenda. Is everything all right at the hospital?"
"Oh, sure," Brenda answered quickly, following her supervisor into the apartment. "Everything went just like clockwork."
Brenda gazed around with curiosity, noticing how nice Miss Dawson's apartment was. Then she blushed as she noticed the rack of pipes by the couch and a pair of men's shoes under the table. She shouldn't have barged right in like this. Miss Dawson had a visitor.
"Uh ... I wanted to talk to you but I guess it can wait," Brenda stammered. "You ... you're not alone, are you?"
"Yes, I'm here alone right now," Miss Dawson replied, smiling at Brenda. "Jake won't be back until later. He's working on something at the hospital."
Suddenly things started adding up in Brenda's head. Those were Jake's shoes under the table and his pipes in the rack. Now that she noticed, there were quite a few things in the apartment that could belong to Dr. Gallagher. The bookshelves were filled with medical books and the room had a masculine touch here and there. Brenda just didn't know what to make of it. It looked like Dr. Gallagher spent a lot of time at Miss Dawson's apartment.
"What's the matter, Brenda?" Miss Dawson asked, gazing at her co-worker with alarm. "You've turned as white as a sheet. Is there something wrong?"
"Uh ... yes," Brenda gasped, feeling the blush rise to her face. Things were getting clearer and clearer in her mind. Miss Dawson would never be able to afford such a luxurious apartment on her salary. Dr. Gallagher must be helping her with the rent and spending a lot of time here, by the look of things. Now she didn't know what to say.
"I think I'd better fix you a drink," Miss Dawson said, a frown creasing her forehead. "You look awfully white. You just sit there a minute and let me get something for you."
Brenda sat down on the couch gratefully. Everything was whirling around in her mind and she was so confused she didn't know what to think. Was Miss Dawson Dr. Gallagher's mistress? And if she was, should she mention anything about the terrible thing that Dr. Gallagher did?
Brenda was still trying to figure out what to do when Miss Dawson came back with a drink. She handed the glass to Brenda and smiled. "Now drink that and you'll feel much better," she said. "Come on now. There's nothing like a nice, strong drink to make your cheeks rosy again."
Brenda gulped the drink so quickly she didn't even taste it. She did feel a little better but her head was still buzzing. She supposed that she really should tell Miss Dawson about Dr. Gallagher even though she was involved with him. Miss Dawson should know just what kind of despicable character Dr. Gallagher was before she made a big mistake and got even more deeply involved. Brenda knew that she'd want to be told if Drew took advantage of another girl the way that Dr. Gallagher had taken advantage of her. She'd want to know right away so she could face him with the truth. Poor Miss Dawson didn't seem to realize what a terrible man Dr. Gallagher really was.
"I ... I have to tell you something," Brenda started, not meeting her supervisor's eyes. "It ... it's about Dr. Gallagher!"
"Jake?" Miss Dawson asked, blinking. "What's that man gone and done now? It must be something shocking the way you're shaking, Brenda."
"Ooooooh ... this is impossible!" Brenda moaned. "I don't know if I should say anything or not. You won't be angry if I tell you, will you?"
"No ... of course not," Miss Dawson smiled. "I know all about Jake and his little escapades. What's he done this time?"
"It's about the new equipment," Brenda said, almost in a whisper. "I know he tricked you, Miss Dawson and he tricked me too. He promised you the new equipment if you did ... well ... if you did what you did in the office the other day. Isn't that right?"
"What?" Miss Dawson asked, looking completely bewildered. "What are you talking about, Brenda?"
"I ... I was in the lounge," Brenda confessed miserably. "I heard you and Dr. Gallagher talking at lunch and I did something I never should have done. I peeked at you and I saw what awful things he forced you to do. I know you never would have done it if he hadn't promised to get the supplies and equipment we needed."
Miss Dawson began to smile but she quickly made her face into a blank mask. "You think I sucked Dr. Gallagher's cock so that we could get the new equipment? Is that right?" the pretty blonde supervisor asked. Now she was beginning to catch on to Brenda's train of thought.
"Right," Brenda sighed. "I don't blame you, Miss Dawson ... really I don't. At first I was all shocked and I thought you were terrible for doing it, but I know how easy it is to fall into that kind of trap. I did it too. I'm just as guilty as you are. And do you know what I found out? We've both been tricked! Dr. Gallagher was just giving us a line about ordering that new equipment if we did what he wanted. He'd already ordered it a month ago! Neither one of us would have had to degrade ourselves that way!"
Miss Dawson sighed and shook her head. Brenda was really mixed up. The poor girl didn't seem to realize that she'd sucked Jake's cock because she wanted to, not because of any promises he made. He evidently did make a promise to Brenda though and she'd fallen for it. Just wait until Jake got home. She'd have to lay down the law again. He just had to stop fooling around at the hospital before he lost his job. And he should have known better than to do something like that with Brenda!
"Well..." Miss Dawson sighed, trying desperately to think of something to say. She couldn't think of a damn thing. Poor Brenda was so upset that she couldn't very well tell the girl that she and Jake had been married for six months. And Brenda would never believe that both of them liked to swing occasionally. Brenda wouldn't understand that kind of thing at all.
"Let me get you another drink, Brenda and we'll have to decide what to do," Abby said, thinking desperately. She wished that Jake were here. With his glib tongue he could talk his way right out of this. If Jake had done something like this with any girl but Brenda, Abby would have just laughed and suggested she join them in an evening of fun, but it was inconceivable that Brenda would go for something like that. She didn't even think that Jake could talk the girl into swinging and Jake was definitely a fast talker.
Abby got up and went into the kitchen to mix another drink. This time she put in three shots of booze. It wouldn't hurt to get Brenda a little drunk. At least she wouldn't be so upset if she was stoned out of her mind.
Abby glanced at the kitchen phone and made a quick decision. She'd call Jake at the hospital and leave a message for him to come home immediately. Jake had gotten them into this messy situation and he could damn well get them out of it. That'd teach him to play around with a straight girl like Brenda. She'd just keep feeding the girl drinks until Jake arrived and then he could handle it ... if he could. At least it would be interesting to see him try to worm his way out of this one.
Abby was smiling when she came out of the kitchen but she quickly resumed a thoughtful expression for Brenda's benefit. If Brenda knew that Jake was on his way home right now, she'd probably die on the spot. There was no sense in making poor Brenda more nervous than she already was.
"I'm really sorry, Miss Dawson," Brenda apologized, feeling rather foolish and out of place. "I ... I never dreamed that you were this involved with Dr. Gallagher or I certainly wouldn't have fallen for that story of his about the equipment. I ... I guess he stays here quite often, doesn't he?"
"Well ... often enough," Abby said, hiding a smile. It was a damn good thing Brenda didn't know the full circumstances or she'd really be upset. The poor girl probably thought she was Jake's mistress. After all, his things were all over the apartment and Brenda certainly wasn't dumb. She must have added the situation up in her head by now.
"Why don't you forget the 'Miss Dawson' here, Brenda," Abby smiled. "You can call me Abby. After all we have something in common, besides work."
"Oh ... yes," Brenda mumbled, looking even more embarrassed. A bright flush rose to the girl's distraught face as she realized what abby meant. They had Dr. Gallagher in common but Brenda didn't even like to think about that. The situation was so dreadful she wished that she'd gone straight home from work now. She could never confess her problem to Miss Dawson now and she'd been hoping that the pretty supervisor could help her. It would be impossible for Brenda to tell Abby what had happened with Doug McConnell today.
Abby was a very perceptive woman and she noticed that Brenda was still nervous. There must be something the girl wasn't telling her. Perhaps she should get her to talk. That wouldn't be too hard, if Brenda drank her cocktail as fast as she'd downed the last one. Alcohol was wonderful for loosening the tongue.
"Is there something else you wanted to talk to me about?" Abby asked, smiling gently at the distraught girl. "I get the feeling that you came here to talk about something other than Jake."
"Uh ... I did," Brenda blurted out. "I ... I've got a problem Abby and I just don't know what to do about it."
Brenda hesitated for a moment and then she plunged right in. She couldn't be in any more trouble than she was in already. Abby might just understand her problem. She had to tell someone and her mind seemed to be spinning around and around, making it easier for her to talk. She guessed that was the alcohol but she finished her drink anyway. What harm could it do? She'd take a taxi home and she'd make sure that she left long before Dr. Gallagher came back to Abby's apartment.
"I ... I did something else today," Brenda admitted, blushing fiercely. "You know what you did with Dr. Gallagher? Well ... I did the same thing with Doug McConnell this afternoon. I know it was wrong but I just couldn't help myself. I don't know what's the matter with me lately. I think I'm going crazy. I have these terribly horrid urges and I just can't think when I'm around a man. Then I get into all sorts of trouble like I did this afternoon."
"I don't think that's anything to worry about," Abby smiled, beginning to feel a little hopeful about Brenda's state of mind. It sounded like she was going through some changes and that was fine with Abby. It was about time for Brenda to stop behaving like a prude and start behaving like a woman. And the story of what she'd done this afternoon with Doug McConnell was a step in the right direction as far as Abby was concerned. Maybe Brenda could be turned into a swinger after all, with some wise words from Jake. This might not be the impossible situation she had thought it was at first.
"Well ... there's one good thing," Brenda sighed, blushing a little as she mentioned it. "At least I'm still a virgin. At least I didn't get carried away that far. I just don't know what I would have done if I'd thrown away my virginity for some cheap thrills."
Abby barely managed to conceal a groan. As long as Brenda was still a virgin, there was absolutely no hope for her. She'd just claim that she was tempted but nothing had really happened. The only thing that could make Brenda face the fact of her sexuality was a good, rousing fuck. It was really too bad that Jake hadn't fucked her, now that Abby thought about it. Maybe then Brenda wouldn't be making all these excuses for her "wicked" behavior and she could talk some sense into the girl. She had half a notion to tell Jake to fuck Brenda, just to straighten her mind out. The girl would never get anywhere this way. She felt as long as she was a virgin, she shouldn't enjoy anything having to do with sex. But Abby was sure that once the girl was fucked well, she would let go of all her silly, prudish notions.
Abby was about to offer Brenda another drink when she heard the key in the door. It was about time! Now Jake could handle the situation and she'd be off the hook. The whole thing was Jake's fault to start with, and he deserved to handle it. Abby had never been so relieved in her life.
"Well ... Brenda!" Jake said, looking very uncomfortable. "How are you, dear? Is your patient doing better today?
Brenda's mouth flew open and she stared at Dr. Gallagher in surprise. Now she knew she had to get out of here. She just couldn't face Dr. Gallagher after what happened.
"Oh ... Doug's fine," Brenda managed to gasp. "Just fine. I'm sorry Abby, but I'll really have to be running along now. I appreciate our little talk. I'll see you at the hospital tomorrow."
"Just a second, Brenda," Abby said, winking at Jake. "Why don't you tell Jake why Dough McConnel is doing better today? I think he might be very interested."
"Ooooooh!" Brenda gasped, blushing beet red. "I ... I ... I don't think that's a good idea. I really have to go ... right now!"
"Why don't you drive Brenda home, Jake?" Abby said, smiling at him. "I think that would be a good idea. After all, it is dark out and we wouldn't want anything to happen to her, would we?"
"Right," Jake agreed, winking back at Abby. "Come on, Brenda ... I'll take you home."
"I ... I really would rather take a cab," Brenda stammered, getting more and more-embarrassed. It seemed like Abby wanted Jake to take her home but Brenda certainly didn't know why. The whole prospect of riding with Dr. Gallagher for two miles was almost enough to make Brenda faint with fear. She didn't want to have anything to do with the doctor after what he'd done to her. She couldn't let him drive her home. What if he wanted to talk about what had happened?"
"Don't be silly, Brenda," Jake grinned. "Come on now ... I'll drop you off and we'll have a nice little chat on the way. I'll be home later, Abby ... much later."
Brenda felt her heart pound as Dr. Gallagher led her out to his car. She had the feeling that she should turn and run but the drinks she'd had were making her dizzy. It would be all right to let him just drive her home. She'd hurry right into the apartment so they couldn't talk. Then she'd avoid being alone with him after the car stopped. He couldn't do anything to her while they were driving. It took concentration to drive a car and he wouldn't be able to grab her or anything.
"Well..." Jake grinned as they pulled up in front of Brenda's apartment house. "I'll just help you in and you can give me a cup of coffee or something. How about that?"
"No!" Brenda fairly shouted, reaching for the car door. But before she could get out of the small car, Jake was out his side and opening the door. Then she felt his arm on hers and Brenda knew that there was no way to get away from him. She was still dizzy from the alcohol and she couldn't seem to move very fast.
The next thing Brenda knew she was inside her apartment and Dr. Gallagher was plumping up the floor pillows and arranging them carefully on the rug. Brenda felt like her head was going to spin right off and she didn't remember letting the doctor into her apartment. There was her key on the table and she frowned, trying to remember what had happened. Everything was a funny blur and her mind felt like it was sticky syrup, moving so slowly she could hardly speak.
"Wh ... wh ... what are you doing?" Brenda said carefully, trying to get the words out so they sounded right. "I think you should go home now. Abby will be waiting."
"Oh, not yet," Dr. Gallagher grinned, crossing over to where she was standing. "I have to make sure you're all right first. Abby mixes a mean drink if you're not used to it."
Brenda giggled a little. A mean drink ... that was exactly right. She didn't know how a drink could be mean but Abby's certainly were. A mean drink. That was really funny.
"Well ... at least you're happy," Jake said, smiling at her. "I thought you were going to pass out there for a minute."
"Of course not!" Brenda managed to say, slurring her words dreadfully. That was even funnier and she started giggling so hard the tears ran down her face. She couldn't seem to say things right now. A mean drink ... that was what had done it.
"Now you just lie down right here and relax," Jake said, grinning at the inebriated girl. Then he pushed her back onto the floor pillows and almost chuckled as she lost her balance. Brenda was drunk on her feet. This would be simple. He'd make her feel really good before he left. That was what Abby had intended. She never told him to take a girl home unless she approved of his getting a little on the side. That was a signal they'd arranged when they were first married.
"You ... you lied!" Brenda accused, glaring up at him. "You told me if I sucked your cock you'd get the equipment and you already had it ordered!"
"Well ... can you blame me?" Jake chuckled. "I had to think of some way to get a nice girl like you to suck my cock. You wouldn't have done it if I'd just asked. Would you?"
"Of course not," Brenda replied promptly, giggling again as her words came out all slurred and funny sounding. "Of course I wouldn't have sucked your cock. That was nasty!"
"But you liked it," Jake persisted, beginning to unbutton Brenda's uniform. "You did like it, didn't you?"
"I ... uh ... well ... yes," Brenda admitting, blushing all over. "I shouldn't have though. That was a very sneaky thing for you to do."
"Well then, I'll just have to make up for it," Jake grinned. "How's that? I'll make up for it, right now."
"Good!" Brenda nodded, giggling again. She really felt funny. She didn't seem to be able to stop giggling but there really wasn't anything funny about Dr. Gallagher unbuttoning her uniform. She really shouldn't be letting him do that but it was too much effort to stop him. She'd just shut her eyes and take a nice little nap and when she woke up he'd be gone. He was sure to leave when he saw she was asleep. Why would he want to stay and watch her sleep? That would be a dumb thing to do."
"There ... doesn't that feel better?" Jake asked, lifting Brenda like a limp rag doll and managing somehow to get her uniform off. "It's hot in here, don't you think?"
"Oh, yes..." Brenda sighed. "I'm hot ... I'm so hot I'm just burning up."
"I'll bet you are," Jake chuckled lewdly. "And you're going to be even hotter by the time I'm through."
"Funny..." Brenda sighed, giggling weakly. "You're so funny, doctor ... everything's funny."
"Mmmmm," Jake said, unclasping the lovely girl's bra and staring at her nipples in delight. Brenda certainly had beautiful breasts. Her nipples were like two cherries on twin mounds of vanilla ice cream. He brushed his fingers over her nipples and watched them harden into pulsing buds. She was hot! But not as hot as she was going to be once he stuck his head between those gorgeous thighs of hers and licked her sweet little pussy. That ought to make up for tricking her into sucking his cock. He'd lick her cunt for her and Brenda would feel so good that she'd forget all about the way he'd tricked her.
"Mmmmmm ... tickles!" Brenda giggled, thrusting her nipples up longingly. "Feels wonderful! I like that, doctor ... do it some more!"
Jake grinned lustily. Brenda sure was a hot little wanton when she was drunk. It was just a pity that she had to be drunk to act this way. Perhaps when he'd finished licking her pussy, she'd change her mind about objecting so much to sucking his cock. He might be able to convince her that sex wasn't nasty and wicked. At least he hoped he could. After all, Abby had to work with the girl and it would be really uncomfortable if she stayed such a silly little prude.
"Oooooh, that's better!" Brenda sighed, as Jake drew one pulsing nipple into his mouth. "Oooooh, yes ... gives me shivers!"
"I can give you even more shivers," Jake chuckled. "How about this?"
Brenda gasped weakly as Jake ran his tongue over both of her nipples and licked them thoroughly, batting them back and forth with his hot oral digit. He was right ... she did feel more shivers and they were wonderful.
"More!" Brenda moaned, twisting on the pillows. "Oooooh, yes ... more!"
Jake chuckled again. Brenda was naturally a very sexy girl. What a pity she couldn't be this honest and open about her feelings when she was sober. He'd just have to change all that. Someone had to change her before she became a dried up old prude at the age of twenty-three.
Jake began sliding his fingers down lower and lower, tickling over the lightly tanned, trembling flesh of Brenda's body. His fingers darted here and there, paying attention to little places that made Brenda giggle. Finally his hot, searching hands slid over the slightly rounded curve of her tummy and streaked down to the lovely mound of her pussy.
"Oooooooh!" Brenda moaned, wiggling her hips and squirming on the pillows. This felt so wonderful! She still couldn't think with her mind whirling around and around but it didn't make any difference. There was nothing she had to think about. She could just feel and delight in the way that Dr. Gallagher's limber, sure fingers were streaking between the sparse, curly hair on her pussy.
As the pleasure moved lower and lower, Brenda felt the swirling in her mind grow faster. She felt like she was caught up in a tornado, whirling around into an incredible tunnel of rapture. Waves of stabbing joy slipped between the shuddering lips of her pussy now, parting her swollen labia and making the shivers go right up into the heated moist groove of her cuntal slit.
"Aaaaaah," Brenda sighed, twisting her hips in delight. She didn't exactly know what was making her feel so lovely, but she surely didn't want it to stop. Brenda was just a little too drunk to realize that the wonderful, blazing thrills rippling through her heated cuntal groove were initiating with Jake's agile touch. She would have been properly shocked if she'd known that he was caressing her pussy and staring right into her heated pink depths with a gleam of lust in his eyes.
Brenda let her eyes close and she sighed happily. This felt so good she could hardly stand it. It felt like her body was in a warm bath with waves of warm swirling water breaking against her shivering pussyslit. She was floating in a warm sea of pleasure and the waves were lapping against her softly, invading even her most intimate places with their lovely caresses. .
"Mmmmmmmmm," Brenda moaned, feeling something hot against her shivering cuntal tissues. It felt like a hot wind was brushing against her pussyslit and it felt incredibly good.
Brenda tried to open her eyelids but they seemed so heavy it was a real effort. She groaned when she felt the hot flashing thrills stop and she hazily swam back to consciousness as she heard Dr.
Gallagher's voice.
"So you like having your pussy touched, don't you? I thought you would. Open your eyes and watch. It's more fun that way."
Jake had a definite purpose in trying to shock Brenda into sobriety. Now that he'd started touching her pussy he knew that he could continue any time. But Jake wanted Brenda to remember what he'd done in the morning. She was so drunk now that he doubted if she'd even remember what had happened and if she didn't remember it, her behavior wouldn't change a bit. Her attitude would still be prim and proper unless she remembered exactly what he was doing and how it had felt. Then he stood a chance of changing her feelings about sex.
"Open your eyes, Brenda," Jake said again, a little louder this time. "Open your eyes and watch me lick your sweet, hot pussy."
Suddenly Brenda felt as if someone had hit her in the face with an icy blast of water. Her eyes snapped open and she stared down at Dr. Gallagher's face which was rapidly approaching her pussy again. My God! What was she doing? She had to get away from him! She couldn't let him pervert her in this new and terrible way!
Brenda's mind reeled as she realized what Dr. Gallagher had just said. He was going to lick her pussy! That was horrible! She had to stop him some way but her body felt like it was frozen in terror. Her body was still drunk. She couldn't move to jerk away from his approaching face. At the same time her mind was clear. She knew exactly what was happening and she just couldn't believe it. He was going to lick her pussy and she was powerless to stop him!
"Nooooo," Brenda moaned, her voice only a tiny whisper. Her voice didn't seem to work either. The only thing that worked was her mind and she was clearly aware that Dr. Gallagher was rapidly approaching her trembling pussy with his mouth.
Brenda's eyes opened wide. She felt like she was watching a horror movie, except that it was happening to her. Dr. Gallagher was almost there now, his hot mouth only inches from her pussy and she could feel his hands on her legs, pressing her thighs apart widely. He was going to lick her pussy and she couldn't do a thing to stop him. The only thing she could do was gulp helplessly as she watched it happening.
"Oooooh, no!" Brenda whispered. Her mind was whirling in shock at Dr. Gallagher's depraved intentions, but even as her mind recoiled from the horror, her body started to respond. Little sparks of excitement shot through her heated pussyflesh as she stared at his face and she was completely helpless with trembling anticipation as he came closer and closer. Sharp little jolts of passion streaked through her quivering cunt and the pink moist flesh felt steamy with a flood of joyous cream. Now that she really knew that he was going to do it and she was helpless to stop him, a flood of passion was unleashed in her body and she trembled wildly, half in lust and half in horror. She wasn't sure if she wanted to really stop him or not. Despite the wickedness of the depravity he was about to perform, Brenda found herself curious about what it would feel like to have his tongue slide between her puffy pussylips.
Jake watched Brenda's reaction with interest. She might be horrified in some corner of her prudish little mind, but he knew she was excited too. Her glistening pink labia were pouting with passion. He could almost feel the heat on his face as her tissues turned hotter and hotter with a blazing lust. The rich pinkness of her cuntal flesh squirmed invitingly and turned redder and redder as the lovely nurse became more and more aroused. Her mind wanted him to stop but her body didn't and her body was telling the truth. Brenda was anticipating his tongue and her pussy was begging for its burning caresses. Her body knew what was best for her even though her mind was still rebelling.
"I can tell you want it," Jake chuckled, watching the lovely girl squirm in lust. "Why don't you just relax and enjoy it. I know you're going to love it when I lap my big tongue right up that shivering pussyslit of yours."
"Nooooo," Brenda whispered, still fighting the terrible, weakness of her arms and legs. She quivered helplessly as she felt the blast of his hot breath on her shuddering cuntal tissues. Then she gave a little sob of surrender, and tried to close her eyes. There was nothing she could do to stop him. She'd just have to hope that her ordeal would be over soon and she could forget about it somehow. Dr. Gallagher was a complete animal and she was at his mercy.
Brenda tried to shut her eyes but she was fascinated by the way his tongue was licking over his lips. She felt naked and exposed with her legs spread widely and her pussy in full sight, spread out like a lush pink banquet for him to stare at. The ripples in her trembling pussytunnel got wilder and wilder and she tried to ignore the rapid pounding of her heart. Her body was betraying her again and there didn't seem to be any way to ignore these overpowering thrills. Her traitorous body was responding to his lewd intentions and she couldn't make a move to stop him. She hated the weak helpless feeling in her arms and legs that rendered her completely helpless to his lewd perversion. She despised the heated wetness that seeped from her trembling cuntal ring and filled her body with growing fires. And even more than that, she hated the terribly wicked part of her mind that urged him to hurry and lick her pussy now so that she could feel even more lusty thrills.
Brenda jerked as his tongue pushed out and tasted the smoothness of her thigh. His tongue was slithering across the inside of her legs now and she couldn't help the lusty thoughts that ran through her confused, tortured mind. God help her but she wanted him to do it. She wanted to feel his big, hot tongue slip between the shivering, heated lips of her pussy.
Jake grinned as he watched the lovely nurse's reaction. He'd been right about her after all. She was just as passionate as he had thought at first. He could hardly wait to tell Abby that Brenda wasn't really a prude at all. If he succeeded in getting her to admit that she liked pussylicking, he'd turn her into a swinger tonight. Then they could all get together for a little sexy fun every once in awhile. He knew that Abby liked Brenda and they could have lots of fun on their lunch hour at the hospital. He just had to do a really good job licking Brenda's pussy so she wouldn't be able to ignore the lusty demands of her body any longer. He had to make her accept her sexuality and then she'd be ready to have fun with them.
Brenda's body jerked violently as Dr. Gallagher's fingers touched the trembling petals of her stretched cuntal groove. She could feel him staring at her open, flooding pussy and she almost fainted with the rippling thrills that were jolting through her aroused body. She knew that she shouldn't be feeling this way when Dr. Gallagher was doing something so perverted but she just couldn't help it. She had the same lightheaded feeling that had come to mean disaster to her and Brenda shivered uncontrollably as she realized that she was more aroused now than she'd ever been before in her life. Dr. Gallagher was acting like a horrid, beastly pervert and she loved it!
Brenda tried to close her eyes to block out the lusty sight but she couldn't seem to stop watching. She held her breath as Dr. Gallagher's nostrils flared and she shook even harder as she realized that he was sniffing at her pussy. Then she saw a smile spread across his face and he licked his lips again, just like a crazed animal. He was sniffing her and licking his lips just like she were a bitch in heat!
"Ooooooh, please!" Brenda gasped weakly. Then she stopped as she heard the sound of her own voice. Her moan of protest hadn't sounded like a protest at all. Now her voice was betraying her too. Instead of begging Dr. Gallagher to stop, she was begging for him to hurry and stick his tongue in her wet, shuddering pussygroove.
Brenda held her breath as Dr. Gallagher's tongue swirled out. She saw it gleam and quiver as it came closer and closer to the shuddering pinkness of her labia. Then she screamed as it darted out and plunged right up the squirming groove of her cunt.
"Aaaaagh!" Brenda cried, twisting her body toward his tongue with a totally unconscious motion. She couldn't believe the jolting pleasure that was streaking through her virgin pussy. It was incredible! She'd never felt anything to compare with this before. She shivered in delight and moved her hips convulsively, feeling her heart pound wildly in her chest. His tongue felt like it was made of hot, molten metal and he snaked it over her trembling virgin tissues, lapping and whirling like a live, burning vibrator.
"Oooooooh, God!, Brenda shouted as Dr. Gallagher's tongue whirled and smacked. It was slithering to the very top of her pussyslit now, lighting her soft, hot flesh on fire with its insistent wigglings. It was making her pussy flood with steamy juice and Brenda could feel it running out over Dr. Gallagher's face in torrents like he was trying to lick in a creamy rainstorm.
Suddenly Brenda couldn't stand it any longer. She could no longer ignore the passionate urges of her responsive body. She knew exactly what she wanted and she had to face it at last. She wanted to squeal out in enjoyment as his tongue slid out and lapped little thrilling circles around her fluttering pussymouth. She wanted to throw her arms around him and press his head right into the watering, heated pit of her aroused femininity. She wanted the tingling, rippling thrills to go on and on forever and never stop flowing through her heated passionate body.
Brenda's hesitation snapped like a taut thread. Her lusty body knew just what to do. She didn't even have to think about it anymore. She couldn't think in the face of such blinding rapture. All she had to do was trust her body and let her own passions lead her into joyful ecstasy.
"Aaaaaaaagh!" Brenda squealed, her lovely face blushing with the wild pleasure that was rippling through her body. Her pussy walls shuddered and twisted, sending gushes of flooding cream from her little virgin pussymouth. It was sucking now, spasming at the air with moist sucking sounds and Brenda could hear the smacking sound of Dr. Gallagher's tongue lapping busily as she moaned and cried out in ceaseless joy. This had to be the most wonderful thrill she'd ever had in her life. Nothing had ever felt like this and she couldn't imagine anything being more wonderful. Brenda felt like she had died and gone straight to heaven for a moment. There wasn't any pleasure this great on earth. It was the ultimate thrill and the lusty nurse moaned and squealed as Jake's educated tongue fluttered and lapped in her most intimate places.
"Aaaaaagh!" Brenda squealed again. Her trembling lips opened and she gasped for air, screaming like a crazed woman as he lapped right up the shuddering, flooding channel of her pussyslit and slithered up to her erect little clitoris like a lusty, wicked snake. Then an electric shock jolted her body as his thick, hot tongue flashed across the extended little organ, making it throb lewdly in the most thrilling wave of sensation Brenda had ever hoped to experience.
"AAAGH!" Brenda screamed again. Her throbbing clitty felt like it was going to burst with joy as he lapped at it and probed it with the tip of his tongue. The sensitive little bud of flesh quivered and throbbed as he stabbed it and the heat of his hot, heavy tongue made Brenda's shivering body ignite with a blazing fire of lust.
Jake chuckled as he lapped lewdly at Brenda's shivering little clit. Now he wished that Abby had come along to take Brenda home. She would have enjoyed the way Brenda was squealing and shaking with passion. It would have given Abby a real kick to have seen him bury his tongue in Brenda's hot pussy and watch her swirl her hips in lusty enjoyment. Abby would have been convinced that he was a miracle worker for sure, if she were here to see Brenda's uninhibited responses to his lapping caresses.
Just then Jake heard the door to Brenda's apartment open. He had forgotten to lock it. He looked up nervously and then a huge grin spread across his face as he saw Abby standing in the doorway smiling at him. He should have known that her curiosity would kill her if she didn't get to peek at the action. He gave her a big, lewd wink as she crept silently into the room and settled on the couch, watching Brenda tremble and moan as he continued licking her pussy. Abby was the best wife a horny young doctor could possibly have. She didn't look a bit jealous. As a matter-of-fact, she looked hornier than hell and Jake knew it was only a matter of time before she joined the sexy action on the floor.
Brenda's eyelids quivered and slowly opened. She felt another presence in the room. Her eyes glanced toward the couch and then she let out a squeal of shocked surprise. Her supervisor was sitting there calmly watching and Brenda almost passed right out from fright. What would Abby do? Surely she must be jealous seeing Dr. Gallagher licking her pussy!
"Stop!" Brenda moaned, desperately trying to shove Dr. Gallagher's head away. "Abby! Please ... make him stop!"
"Oh, don't stop on my account," Abby giggled, getting a huge kick out of Brenda's shocked embarrassment. "I can always wait my turn."
CHAPTER SEVEN
When Brenda and Jake left, Abby sighed gratefully. She really didn't feel up to handling the hysterical nurse. It was Jake's problem and he should be the one to solve it. She was sure that Jake would straighten everything out with Brenda. He was always getting into situations like this and he was remarkably adept at getting out of them smelling like a rose. Jake would probably end up convincing Brenda that everything was all right.
Abby paced the floor for a couple of minutes, trying to guess what Jake was doing. He had said he'd be home late, so that meant that he was planning on staying with Brenda for a while and trying to calm her down. Right now Abby couldn't think of any good way to calm the girl down unless Jake actually managed to seduce her. That was unlikely though. Brenda really was holding on to her virginity fiercely. The poor, silly girl seemed to feel that she could deny her lusty urges as long as she was still a virgin. She certainly had a strange attitude when it came to sex. Abby couldn't help but feel that Brenda would have to lose her virginity before she'd face reality. She almost hoped that Jake would cucceed in fucking Brenda. Then Brenda would have to face facts and stop denying her feelings. It was the only way to put things into perspective for the frightened girl. Once Brenda was a virgin no longer, she might be able to relax and have a little fun without feeling so damn guilty.
"Ooooooh," Abby groaned, sinking down in a chair. She supposed that she'd been shirking her duty when she'd sent Brenda off with Jake. She should have tried to talk some sense into the girl. If she'd had her wits about her, she could have helped Jake try to change Brenda's attitude.
Abby got up again and paced the floor nervously. She really hadn't been a very good friend to Brenda. Brenda had looked so frightened when she'd left with Jake. Abby actually felt sorry for the girl. Poor Brenda was probably scared half out of her mind being alone with Jake and she could have something to alleviate the girl's fears.
"Oooooh, all right!" Abby grinned, listening to that little vOice in her head that told her she'd better get over to Brenda's apartment fast. She wanted to see if she could help Jake talk some sense into Brenda. And there was another reason Abby was sorry that she'd just sent the two of them off together. It was lonely here in the apartment and she was horny. All that talk about sex had really turned her on. If Jake did succeed in changing Brenda's mind about fucking, Abby wanted to be there to get in on the fun. And she was as curious as a cat about what was happening at Brenda's apartment. She just couldn't sit here and stew about it. She'd take a cab right over there and see what was happening.
Abby felt Her pussy cream heatedly as she walked up the steps to Brenda's apartment. As she approached the door she could hear sounds of moaning coming from inside. Brenda didn't sound like she was too upset now. As a matter-of-fact, the girl sounded like she was having one hell of a good time. Abby pushed the door open softly and grinned as she realized that Jake had left it open for her. He'd known that she'd have to show up. Sometimes Jake was pretty good at figuring her out. This time he'd hit the nail on the head. He was expecting her to show up and she had. Abby just hoped that she hadn't missed too much. This was going to be fun.
"Aaaaah!" Abby breathed, grinning relief. There they were on the rug and Jake's head was right between Brenda's legs. So he was licking her pussy ... that was a good idea. Once Jake had Brenda wild with passion he could take care of her pussy with his big, hard cock. She'd even suggest it. She'd talk Brenda into letting Jake shove his prick in her virgin pussy. Then the pretty little nurse would have to change her mind about how awful sex was. Once Jake fucked her, Brenda would love it. Jake was a fantastic fucker and Abby knew that only too well. Just thinking about him shoving his cock in Brenda's pink, shuddering pussy made her own cunt start to ripple deep inside.
Abby almost giggled as Jake winked at her. Then she sat on the couch quietly, waiting for the right time to let Brenda know that she was here. She didn't want to scare the girl or anything. Brenda would probably be nervous if she knew that her supervisor was watching every move she made.
Just as Abby was thinking about the best way to make her presence known, Brenda's eyes fluttered open. An expression of shock crossed the pretty girl's face and she tried desperately to shove Jake's head away. Abby just grinned when Brenda pleaded with her to make Jake stop. Brenda didn't really want him to stop. Anyone could see that. Brenda was enjoying the thrilling hot caresses of Jake's heavy tongue on her pussyflesh. She just didn't want to admit it.
"Don't stop on my account," Abby giggled, winking at her horny husband. "I can always wait my turn."
Brenda's mouth flew open in surprise. Then she blurted out the first thing on her mind without even thinking about what she was
"But ... but ... aren't you jealous?" Brenda gasped, genuine bewilderment on her face. "I ... I thought you'd be jealous. I mean ... he's your boyfriend!"
"No he's not," Abby giggled, getting ready to drop the bomb-shell. "He's not my boyfriend anymore. Now he's my husband and I think it's just fine."
"You ... your husband?" Brenda shrieked. "Dr. Gallagher's your HUSBAND?"
"That's right," Abby laughed. "Now shut your mouth Brenda and let Jake lick your pussy some more. I want to see whether he's learned any new tricks from those hot nurses at the hospital."
Brenda's mouth shut with a surprised snap. Then Dr. Gallagher's tongue was in her pussy again and she didn't have time to think of anything. She just couldn't believe that Dr. Gallagher and Abby were married! And that she knew about his little sex games with the nurses! And that she wasn't jealous! Brenda just couldn't understand that at all.
"Oooooh, God!" Brenda moaned as Dr. Gallagher made his tongue flat like a trowel and ran it up and down over her throbbing clitty, plastering her pussy with his hot saliva and making her squeal loudly in shock and delight. She could feel her whole body start to shake wildly and suddenly she didn't care if Abby was watching or not. She didn't care if what she was doing was wrong and immoral. She just wanted those thrilling sensations to go on and on.
"Aaaaaah! Aaaaaagh! AAAAAAAAAGH!" Brenda squealed, writhing and shaking in lust. Dr. Gallagher's lips were nibbling at her throbbing little clitoris so deliciously that she could hardly stand the thrilling sensations. Then he opened his mouth widely and covered her whole pussy with his mouth, sucking it and probing deeply with his hot, heavy tongue.
"Aaaaah!" Brenda screamed as she felt his tongue probe into the spasming mouth of her virgin pussy-hole. It was shuddering and rippling wildly and she was consumed with a lusty fire that made all of her caution fly to the winds. She wanted him to shove his big hot tongue right into her cuntal channel. If only she wasn't a virgin. If she wasn't a virgin, she could enjoy his tongue snaking right up that twisting heated channel and the ripples of sensation would be even better. She just had to know what that felt like. She just had to get rid of her virginity. It was spoiling all her lusty fun.
Jake pushed his tongue in deeper and deeper. He couldn't go as far as he liked because her cherry was in the way, but he drilled his tongue tip in as far as it would go and screwed it in and out as fast as he could. It skidded off the slippery flesh of her twisting pussymouth and dug in a little ways, making the lovely nurse wild with passion.
"Ooooooh, yes!" Brenda squealed, lifting her hips and circling them from side to side. She wanted to feel his tongue climb right up into her shuddering pussytunnel. She had to know what it would feel like to have his tongue in her pussy all the way.
Abby was so excited watching the lusty spectacle that she could hardly stand it. She squeezed her thighs together in horny delight as Jake's big, hot tongue drilled right into Brenda's pussymouth. Then she decided it was time for her to step into the act with a very lewd suggestion.
"You want his tongue in your pussy all the way, don't you, Brenda?" Abby asked, grinning at the passionate girl. "You want to feel it slide into the very back of your cunt, don't you?"
"Yessssssss!" Brenda moaned, twisting and moaning in frustration. "Oooooh, yes!"
"Fuck her, Jake," Abby said, grinning in enjoyment. "Hurry up ... Brenda wants to be fucked, don't you Brenda?"
"Yesssss!" Brenda gasped, her eyes wide and shining. "Fuck me, Jake ... hurry and fuck me!"
Jake blinked in surprise. He hadn't expected Brenda to act anything like this. He thought he'd have to be content with licking her pussy but his cock was sure hard and throbbing from the horny effects of his lapping. He'd love to fuck her and she'd asked for it. There was no reason to hold back. Once he'd actually shoved his big prick in her tight, little virgin pussy, he was sure that she'd love it.
"Hurry!" Brenda moaned, losing all her inhibitions at last. "Fuck me! Hurry!"
Jake stood up quickly and got out of his pants. His cock was stiff and throbbing and he saw the eager expression on Brenda's face as she stared at it. He knew he had to hurry and shove it in before Brenda began to think clearly again. That was why Abby had told him to hurry. Once his cock was buried all the way in Brenda's pussy, there would be no turning back. Then Brenda would have to accept the fact that she was a wanton, lusty woman.
Brenda stared at Jake's cock longingly for a second and then her mother's words began to ring in her mind. She must be crazy to have said something like that! She shouldn't let Jake fuck her, even if she did want it so badly she was burning up with passion. She'd be giving up her virginity to someone other than Drew. She couldn't go through with it. She just couldn't!
"No! I didn't mean it!" Brenda whimpered, trying to close her legs before her head started whirling again. "Please ... you can't! I have to be a virgin!"
"Don't be silly!" Abby snorted, giggling a little. The lusty blonde supervisor was sure that a good fuck was just what Brenda needed to straighten out her thinking. She'd help Jake fuck Brenda and then the pretty nurse would be glad once it was over. Brenda would probably thank her for insisting that she get rid of her virginity. No real woman wanted her virginity in the way when she needed to have a little sexy fun.
"I ... I can't!" Brenda moaned again, staring at Jake's cock with fright in her eyes. "Please, Dr. Gallagher ... you ... you ... you can't!"
"Oh, be quiet, Brenda," Abby said, kneeling on the floor next to the shuddering girl. "You're getting all upset over nothing. Now just relax and let Jake get rid of your cherry for you so you can really have some fun."
Abby leaned forward quickly and ran her fingers over the throbbing pink buds of Brenda's pulsing nipples. She'd distract Brenda while Jake plowed his cock right past the barrier of her virginity. The only thing to do was to hurry and fuck her. Abby didn't mind playing with Brenda's nipples one bit. As a matter-of-fact, she was enjoying the way the little winking buds quivered under her fingers. Abby loved sex and she wasn't so prudish as to limit herself as far as partners went. A three way scene was fine with her as long as she got something in return. And Abby knew that Jake would fuck her pussy just as soon as he was through taking care of Brenda.
"Ooooooh, Brenda moaned, her mind whirling in fear. Abby was acting crazy. She and Jake were totally depraved. She just had to stop them some way, but she couldn't think of a way to do it. Jake was strong and Abby was making her mind whirl around in lusty circles the way she was pinching and rubbing her nipples. Abby seemed to know just how to do it. Her fingers were pinching and caressing in a way that was totally different than Brenda had ever felt before and it made the girl's frightened mind swirl in confusion and lust.
Abby winked at Jake and nodded her head. Then she opened her lips and bent down, sucking Brenda's nipples greedily as Jake held her legs and aimed his cock at the trembling mouth of her virgin pussy.
"Aaaaaaaaagh!" Brenda wailed, lustily. She was frightened but she was more horny than fearful. Abby's mouth was so hot and delicate. Her supervisor was sucking her nipples so wildly that Brenda couldn't scream out for Jake to stop. She couldn't do anything except moan in pleasure and thrust her nipples up into Abby's grinning face.
Jake felt his cock throb urgently as he looked down at the tiny opening of Brenda's virgin pussy. This was going to be a real blast. He hadn't had a virgin in a long time and he was really looking forward to it. He inched his cock forward and centered it right at the clutching mouth of her pussy and then he yelped in delight as the spasming little ring kissed and pulled at the end of his wide, stiff cock. Brenda wanted him to fuck her. He could feel it. Her pussymouth was trying to pull his thick cock right inside.
"Aaaaaaaagh!" Brenda squealed as she felt the big, hot shaft of Jake's cock filling her tight pussymouth. It slid in for just a tiny way and then she felt a stab of sharp pain as it encountered the sensitive barrier of her cherry.
"Nooooooo," Brenda moaned, fighting the blackness that was trying to whirl her away. "Noooo, please! Stop!"
Even though Brenda was screaming for Jake to stop, she didn't really want him to. She wanted him to drive that hot, searing fencepost right up her shuddering pussychannel. She needed to be filled up with the wide, pulsing rod of his prick. She wanted to feel the blazing thrills in her cuntal chute turn into blasts of joyous pleasure. Brenda didn't want Jake to stop even though her mouth voiced the words like a good girl. She didn't want him to stop at all.
Jake tensed his buttmuscles for a forward hurtle. He could feel Brenda's shivering cherry stretched tightly across her pussychute and now that he was this far, he could hardly control himself. One nice hard lunge ought to do it. Then Brenda would turn into a wanton woman at last. Then she wouldn't have any excuse for denying her lusty urges for sex. At least then she couldn't use her virginity for an excuse any longer.
Brenda felt Jake's muscles tense. She was sure that he was going to kill her with his huge prick. It felt just enormous jamming up against her shivering cherry. If he drove that horrendously big shaft up her pussytunnel, Brenda knew that she'd be torn apart. She had to stop him somehow ... but she really didn't want to. She had gone to far to stop now. If he killed her, it was just what she deserved for ever allowing herself to get into a situation like this. She had asked for it and now she knew it. She had asked for all of her horrid, lusty experiences and she realized it for the first time. She'd invited Drew in for coffee that fateful night and she hadn't resisted when things got hotter and hotter. She'd only stopped at the last minute and then she'd blamed him for the whole thing. She'd asked for Jake to stick his cock in her mouth by getting caught watching Abby and him in the office. No one made her watch them. She'd done it herself and she deserved to be caught. And then she hadn't put up that much resistance when he finally shoved his delicious cock in her mouth. She'd enjoyed it too, once she'd convinced herself that there was no way to stop him. And she'd encouraged Doug McConnell too. She'd led him on and let him kiss her in a way that she knew would lead to more.
And then she'd told herself she was sucking his cock just because it would help him adjust to his injury. That wasn't true at all. She'd wanted to do it. Was it any wonder that she found herself in a situation like this now? Brenda knew that she was rationalizing again when she told herself that she couldn't stop Jake. Of course she could stop him. All she had to do was scream and the building manager would be right up here. She wasn't screaming though. She wanted Jake to shove his cock in her pussy and it was about time she admitted it.
"Oooooooh!" Brenda gasped, her mind whirling. She'd been blaming her sexy urges on everything else but now she had to admit that she was really the one who was asking to be fucked. She'd wanted to be fucked ever since Drew had first awakened her lusty desires by kissing her the other night. She'd wanted to be fucked then, but she'd held him off like some kind of tease. If she ever got out of this without being torn to pieces, she'd made it up to Drew somehow. He could fuck her anytime he wanted to and she'd love it, if he'd still have her after learning how foolish she'd been.
"Ooooooooh!" Brenda moaned again, feeling her pussy spasm and cream. She couldn't deny her sexuality any longer. She wanted Jake's cock to rip right through the barrier of her virginity and she wished he'd hurry and do it. Then she could start having fun at last.
Jake let out a loud grunt. He hurtled his cock forward and battered fiercely against Brenda's stubborn little cherry. Again and again he jammed his cock up against the barrier until finally his cock broke through. There was a faint pop and he flew up the wiggling, twisting channel of her pussy to the sound of her anguished moans.
"Aaaaaah!" Brenda gasped at the first stab of pain. Then she bit her lips and tried to keep from screaming as the pain went on and on. There was a rippling and then another shocking wave of pain and she felt Jake's cock hurtle in, driving to the very back of her pussytunnel and making her head spin with agony.
Brenda thought she would surely die of pain when Jake's big cock tore through her cherry. She bit her lips until she tasted blood, trying to keep from screaming as her sore pussy radiated painful ripples. Then his huge cock was stuffing her, driving in and out in painful lunges as she trembled in agony.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Brenda protested, trying to wiggle away from his awful prick. How could she have been wanting something this dreadful? Fucking wasn't any fun at all. It was horrid and painful and humiliating! She shut her eyes and let the waves of pain wash over her, suffering silently even though she wanted to scream with disappointment. It was supposed to be fun and it wasn't! Why would anyone get married to do something this dreadful?
"Mmmmmmmmm," Brenda groaned again. Now she knew that she didn't want to marry Drew. If they were married he'd expect to do something like this every night and she couldn't stand that. It hurt too much and it certainly wasn't fun like the girls in nursing school had said. It was the worst experience of her life and Brenda felt cheated beyond belief. She wouldn't marry Drew now, no matter how much she loved him. She simply couldn't submit to fucking every time he wanted to do it if it felt this awful.
"Just relax and wiggle around a little and it'll feel much better," Abby grinned, watching the girl's face. "It gets to be much better, you'll see."
Brenda shivered and gazed at her supervisor with an incredulous expression. Abby must be stark, raving mad. Nothing could make an awful experience like this feel good. She intended to ignore Abby's advice and just endure this awful pain until it was over but her body seemed to have a mind of its own. Her hips wiggled just a little and she gasped in shock. It did feel better! The pain was gradually dying down and it was just sore now. It didn't feel good, but it wasn't excruciating anymore.
"Wiggle some more," Abby encouraged her.
"Come on ... you'll see." There was a grin of anticipation on her face as Brenda began to swirl her hips around in a little circle. Brenda was catching on fast and any second her pussy ought to respond to Jake's deep lunges. Abby knew that Brenda wasn't having much fun right now, but she would. Just wait until her pussy lost some of its soreness and a woman as passionate as Brenda couldn't help but take to fucking like a duck takes to water.
Brenda gasped again and her mind started to reel in amazement. Abby was right. It did feel much better now. Jake's enormous cock wasn't ripping her pussy to shreds like she had thought it was at first. It didn't really hurt at all anymore. It was still sore but there was a new feeling now, a sort of clutching, nipping feeling way at the back of her trembling pussychute. Every time Jake's cock lunged in and touched the back of her pussytunnel that feeling grew and washed a little more of the soreness away.
"Yeah ... that's right," Jake gasped, driving in and out with powerful, deep lunges. Brenda's pussy was starting to respond now. He could feel the tight, hot tunnel begin to contract with the ripples of pleasure he knew she'd feel once she got over the initial pain. Now if he could just keep from shooting his load for awhile, Brenda would be feeling just fine. He was going to make sure that she had a nice orgasm from her first fuck. Jake wasn't the type of man to leave a woman unsatisfied. Abby could testify to that.
"Jesus!" Jake groaned, driving in again and again. "Hot! Jesus Christ, Brenda ... you're as hot as a bonfire!"
Brenda began to move faster and faster. It felt rather pleasant if she swirled her hips and met Jake's lunges with little pushes forward. It really wasn't so bad once her pussy got used to it. It still wasn't as much fun as she thought it would be, but it wasn't really painful anymore.
Jake's face began to turn red as he drove in and out with his stiff, throbbing cock. Brenda's pussy was squirming now deep inside, and he was having trouble holding the cum in his balls. She was the hottest pussy he'd ever fucked and the way that her body was starting to tremble and the way her pussychannel was rippling and clutching at his cock made him clench his fists in determination not to come and spoil the fun. He had to bring Brenda off first before he could let his hot sperm gush into her pussytunnel. She just had to have a thrilling time with her first fuck. If she didn't explode with lusty passion, she might not want to do it again and Jake knew that he wanted the cute little nurse in on his fun from now on. They could have little parties with Brenda and her fianc' if he just managed to make her first fuck a joyous experience. He was sure that Brenda's fianc' would agree. What man wouldn't want to switch when he saw Abby?
Brenda felt her pussy snap harder and harder. It felt like her stuffed tender cuntal chute was sucking at Jake's huge cock, trying to force him to fuck her deeper and deeper. It was the most compelling exciting sensation Brenda had ever felt and now she was really starting to enjoy it. The waves of pleasure were starting to ripple through her body again, just like they had when Jake had licked her pussy. There was only one difference. The waves were even more thrilling now that his cock was buried all the way in her spasming pussychute.
"Aaaaaah!" Brenda gasped, losing every bit of her propriety in the heat of the passion that was building in her body. "I like it! I like fucking!"
Abby sat back and grinned. There was a pleased expression on her face. Everything was going just fine now and she could relax and watch as Brenda discovered the joys of fucking at last. She had the certain feeling that Brenda wouldn't be able to turn back into a prim little prude once she'd cum with Jake's cock in her pussy. Brenda would be a woman from that point on and she'd be a lusty, passionate one at that. It made Abby feel wonderful to know that she and Jake had turned Brenda into a sexy little wanton. They'd transformed her completely and now Brenda could enjoy life at last.
"Aaaaaagh, yesssss!" Brenda squealed, lifting her hips up to meet Jake's downward thrusts. Then a new daring idea came to her and she threw her legs up around Jake's back. There ... that was fantastic! Now his cock hurtled even deeper and the blazing thrills were consuming her whole body. This had to be the most wonderful thing she'd ever felt. Fucking was everything the girls had said it was and then some!
"AAAAAAGH!" Brenda hollered, hanging on to Jake's back and reveling in the new lusty demands of her body. She heard her own voice scream for him to fuck her harder and his snorting puffs as he hurtled his cock back and forth as hard as he could. There was a chorus of lewd exciting sounds and Brenda finally let everything go and enjoyed the sexy demands of her body to the fullest. Nothing mattered except the blinding thrills that were crashing through her pussy. She didn't care about propriety or being a good girl any more. She didn't even feel guilty about not being a virgin any longer. It was over and now she was free to enjoy life and love like she'd never been able to do before.
"Oooooooh, yessss!" Brenda screamed, floating higher and higher toward a misty cloud of delight. She could feel Jake's huge cock stuffing her with searing heat and powerful throbbing maleness. The sensations in her pussy were so heavenly, so shudderingly wonderful that she couldn't even think as his strong arms brought her rounded ass-cheeks right up to meet his cock.
"Oooooh, Jesus, Brenda!" Jake yelped, driving to the back of her squeezing pussytunnel and coating his cock with the juicy hot cream that flooded Brenda's clutching pussychute. "Come on, honey ... let it go! I can't hold it for long!"
Brenda shuddered wildly as she heard Jake's words. The thought of his huge cock jetting out sperm into her blazing pussy made the thrills start to increase with exponential power. Brenda was swirling higher and higher into a bright heavenly paradise and she screeched at the top of her lungs as the thrills all centered right at the back of her pussytunnel and started to flow through her body in wild, crashing jolts.
"Aaaagh! Aaaaaaagh! AAAAAAAAAAGH!" Brenda screamed, hearing her own voice wail loud in her ears. Her hips ground against Jake's and her pussy trembled like a fault line in an earthquake. Then the rumbling tremor of pleasure started at the very back of her cuntal tunnel and swept her away like a fast moving locomotive, speeding her along to that heavenly rapture she'd only dreamed could exist.
Jake drove in harder and harder as he felt Brenda's pussy start to blaze and twist. It was squeezing his cock so tightly that he just couldn't hold back any longer. He felt his balls shudder as her pussy sucked and drew on his cock and then his cock was completely out of control, pumping blasts of rocketing sperm right to the back of her nipping, clutching pussychute.
"AAAAAAAWWWWWWW!" Jake bawled, letting his cum fly and splatter against the burning, exploding walls of her pussychute. He felt like he was never going to stop coming. It was rushing from his balls like a geyser and he yelped and groaned as her hungry, twisting cunt snapped and sucked greedily.
"A AAA AAAGH! YESSSSSS!" Brenda hollered at the top of her lungs. She was at the fiery peak of pleasure. Nothing could stop her now. This was the ultimate moment of her existence and she opened her eyes wide with joy and screamed out her lusty pleasure. She felt like she was rushing down a slippery slide of rapture and she was gazing straight into the gates of heaven. Then her mouth opened in a soundless scream as she realized that she wasn't gazing into the gates of heaven at all. She was staring right at Drew Berlin's shocked face!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Drew let the phone ring ten times before he sighed and clicked off the line. Brenda still wasn't home and he just had to get ahold of her. Harvey and Alicia were expecting them at nine and it was already six-thirty. Brenda should have been home at least an hour ago. It wasn't every night that they were invited to Harvey and Alicia's house for a small, intimate party and Drew wanted to get there on time. As far as he knew, he and Brenda were to be the only guests. He supposed that Harvey wanted to discuss their partnership in detail and Brenda just couldn't let him down tonight, of all night. Surely she'd forget their quarrel for tonight if he could only get her on the phone to tell her about the party.
"Oh, damn!" Drew sighed, remembering Brenda's trick of not answering the phone when she was angry with him. She was probably home. She just wasn't answering, making him worry so he'd apologize again when he finally reached her. He'd just have to run over there and get her. It was the only thing he could think of to do. He'd already called the hospital and she wasn't there. She must be at home by now.
Drew was a little puzzled by the strange car he saw in Brenda's parking space. The space was almost always empty. Brenda didn't have a car and the space was only for her guests. Then he saw the MD plates on the car and he grinned. So that was it. Brenda had worked late and one of the doctors had brought her home. At least he knew that she was there. This might work out all right after all.
Drew was whistling as he walked up the stairs to Brenda's apartment. He had a bunch of roses all ready, tucked under his arm, and he was willing to eat crow if Brenda would forgive him and agree to attend the party. She loved roses. Drew figured she couldn't stay mad at him forever if he kept bombarding her with roses.
Drew was about to knock on Brenda's door when he heard a strange sound coming from her apartment. It sounded like someone was squealing inside. Drew stopped and waited for a second to see if the sound would be repeated. It didn't sound like anyone was exactly in pain. It sounded more like someone was being...
"Holy shit!" Drew breathed, turning the doorknob noiselessly. He could have sworn that it had been Brenda's voice and there was only one time a woman made a squealing noise like that.
Drew began to shake as he pushed open the unlocked door and peered in.
What he saw almost made Drew pass right out from shock. That little two-timing tease! There she was ... his fianc' ... all spread out on the floor and some guy was shoving his cock right into her pussy!
The roses dropped to the floor unnoticed as Drew stared at Brenda. The anger started growing in his body until he was trembling with rage. Here she was fucking some other guy and she'd pretended to be a prim, proper virgin with him! Now he could kick himself for being all apologetic the last few days. Brenda had been giving him a line and he'd fallen for it, hook, line and sinker.
Drew wasn't even aware that he was moving as he inched into the room. He could hardly believe his eyes. Brenda was having the time of her life and he'd been torturing himself for even trying to touch her pussy the other night. Jesus! What a fool he'd been!
Brenda's eyes were staring right at him now, but Drew could tell that she didn't recognize him. She was blinded by passion. Then a flicker of awareness crossed her beautiful face and she gave a little shocked sob as she finally realized he was standing right over her, staring at her lovely nude body.
"Ooooooh, God!" Brenda wailed, shutting her eyes quickly. She opened them again and blinked rapidly, trying to make the mirage go away. Drew couldn't be here ... he just couldn't be! How could she ever explain this?
"Hello there," Abby spoke up, breaking the uneasy silence. "You must be Brenda's fianc'. Well ... don't just stand there. Hop right in and join the party."
Drew looked like he was ready to kill but then a strange smile flickered across his face. He sure would join the party, but he'd do it in a way that Brenda didn't expect. He wasn't even going to talk to her, he was so mad. He'd just take what should have been his the other night and then he'd turn around and walk out. It was about time someone taught Brenda a lesson and he had just the equipment to do it. Drew Berlin wasn't going to settle for sloppy seconds. He'd be damned if he'd fuck her pussy after that other man had just been in there. He was going to fuck Brenda's ass and she'd better not give him any grief about it either!
Jake looked up at Drew's angry expression and he quickly withdrew. He didn't want to be caught right in the middle of an ugly confrontation. Brenda's fianc' looked mad enough to kill.
"Well ... " Drew said, grinning a mean little smile. "I can see you didn't expect me to show up. What's the matter, Brenda? Don't you believe in letting your fianc' in on the action?"
"I ... I ... oooooooooh!" Brenda stammered, her face ashen. She really didn't know what to say. She'd never been so scared in her life and the hungry way that Drew was looking at her naked body didn't relieve her mind in the slightest. She began to shake in fear as he ran his fingers roughly over her breasts and twisted one nipple cruelly. "Wh ... what are you going to do?" Brenda whispered, trembling visibly. "Wait, Drew ... it ... it's not what you think!"
"Why I don't think anything at all, honey," Drew smiled, giving her that same tight little grin again. "I'm just horny as hell and I figure it's about time I got in on your fun."
"Ooooooooooh," Brenda moaned weakly, trembling from head to foot. She'd never felt so helpless and exposed before. She watched Drew lick his lips and shudder traveled through her body at the crazed look in his eyes. What was he going to do? Would he kill her for fucking with someone else?
Drew gave Brenda's nipple another twist that made the frightened girl gasp with pain. Then he calmly unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest cock Brenda had ever seen.
"Ooooooh, God!" Brenda gasped. "Drew! You ... you can't! you're not going to ... ooooooh, no!"
"You didn't seem to mind it before," Drew chuckled, enjoying Brenda's flustered expression.
"It looked like you enjoyed it a hell of a lot. Oh, don't worry, dear ... I'm not going to settle for seconds. I'm going to shove my cock right in your sweet little ass and see if you like that as much as you liked being fucked in your cunt."
"Noooooooo!" Brenda wailed, turning as white as a sheet. "You ... you can't! I've never ... you can't, Drew! You'll kill me!"
"I hardly think so," Drew chuckled, holding Brenda's flailing arms down. "You've never had it in the ass before, hmmmmm?"
"No!" Brenda gasped, still staring at Drew's huge red cock. Surely he wasn't serious about doing something like that! She'd never even heard of something that perverted before. He must just be trying to frighten her with a threat like that.
"That's fine then," Drew said, diving down to spread her legs apart widely. "Then I'm going to get a virgin after all ... even though it's not in the way I expected."
"Pleeeease!" Brenda sobbed, struggling against him ineffectually. "Drew ... pleeeeeease!"
"Just a second, honey," Drew chuckled, deliberately misinterpreting her words. "You'll get it in just a second. You don't have to beg for it."
Brenda felt her legs being lifted up and clamped tightly to her chest. Drew seemed to have the strength of a madman and she knew it would do no good to fight him. He really was serious and her mind whirled with shock. Now she knew she was going to die for sure. His enormous, jerking cock would never fit in her ass. It was impossible!
Brenda caught a glimpse of Drew's determined face and she knew that there was no way she could get away from him. He was staring right at the cleft between her ass-cheeks and his face was a mask of pure lust.
"Noooooooo!" Brenda gasped, pushing desperately against Drew's body. She couldn't let him push that huge prick of his up her ass! She just couldn't!
Suddenly Brenda felt a flash of pain as something set and slick slid up the heated tunnel of her ass. The narrow channel screamed with pain as the stiff invader drove forward and she began to beg with Drew to stop before he killed her.
"Please ... Drew! It's too big ... you can't! I'm sorry, Drew ... really I am ... please don't do it ... PLEEEEASE!"
Brenda practically choked with pain as she trembled and begged. Her shivering ass channel felt like it was on fire and every nerve in her body screamed with agony. He was going to tear her apart. Brenda was sure that Drew was going to kill her with his huge cock.
Suddenly the stiff hot poker was gone and Brenda breathed a gulping sound of relief. He wasn't going to do it after all. Drew really loved her. Now she was sure of it. He didn't want to hurt her. That was why he had stopped.
"Mmmmmm, it's going to be great, honey," Drew grinned, enjoying the puzzled surprise in her eyes. "It felt good with my finger in there, didn't it?"
"You ... your finger?" Brenda gasped, shaking even harder. "Ooooooh, no!"
Brenda was too shocked to do anything but tremble in fear. That enormously painful thing she'd felt before was only his finger. And his cock was a lot bigger than that! He just couldn't do it!
"Here ... try this," Abby said, tossing Drew a tube of lubricating gel. "I always carry it in my purse. You never know when a sexy little emergency like this might come up."
Drew grinned at the lovely blonde woman. He'd been so upset, he hadn't even noticed her before. At least Brenda had picked some nice people to party with. He wasn't quite as mad as he'd been but he was still going to teach Brenda a lesson. Before he was through shoving his cock in her ass she'd learn that it didn't pay to pretend to be a shy little virgin with him and not invite him to her sexy little parties.
Drew began to chuckle as he coated his huge cock with the gel. Brenda looked scared to death. For a second he could almost feel sorry for her as her big eyes clouded with fear. She should have known better though. He'd teach her to play straight with him. He didn't mind if she fucked with other men but he ought to have some special privileges being her fianc'. He'd make that very clear right now by taking her anally.
Brenda heard the slippery slick noise as Drew coated his cock with the gel that Abby had given him and she almost passed out with fear. She felt like she was stuck in the middle of a nightmare, not able to wake up and yet her eyes were wide open. This was a real nightmare and now she knew that she'd never live through it. Drew was going to kill her for cheating on him.
"Noooooooo!" Brenda whimpered, as Drew placed his big fingers on her hot, quivering ass-cheeks and spread them apart widely. She still couldn't believe that Drew was really going to do this awful thing. Her mind refused to accept what was happening until she felt a searing blast of pain rip through her body and his wide, heavy cockhead nuzzled right up against her trembling anus.
"Pleeeeeease!" Brenda gasped, her heart pounding like a trip hammer. "Pleeeeeease!" There was another burst of pain and every inch of her body was screaming in agony. Her mind swam in tortured circles as Drew's wide, heavy cock shot right up her narrow, inflamed anal cavity and sawed back and forth in her agonized rectum. He didn't care if he was hurting her or not! Drew was an absolute monster!
"Oooooh, God!" Brenda howled as the agony went on and on. Drew was driving his cock into her screaming anal channel like a drill, pushing in and out farther and farther as the pain made her dizzy with its crashing intensity.
"Ooooooh, God!" Brenda moaned again. Then she gasped as something incredible started to happen. It was just like before, when Jake had fucked her pussy for the first time. The pain was receding gradually and a new sensation rippled through her tight, fluttering channel. It was wiggling and squirming just like her pussy had done, and it was beginning to feel almost pleasant. She felt the tingling deep inside her rectum and the tight, narrow tube shuddered and sucked at the huge shaft of Drew's cock.
"Ooooooh, Drew!" Brenda shouted, hardly daring to believe the new sensations that were rippling through her body. It wasn't going to kill her after all. Her anus was twisting and rippling and sucking and it was beginning to feel just wonderful!
Brenda had never expected anything like this to happen. It had been so painful just a few seconds ago and now her quivering ass tunnel was stretching out to envelope Drew's huge prick. She felt a spasm of joy fill her body and then the same rapture was swirling through her mind.
"Ooooooh, Drew!" Brenda squealed again as the familiar blinding ripples started to whirl her away to ecstasy. "I ... I ... I'm going to cum!"
"Oooooooh, honey!" Drew gasped, driving in harder and harder. His cock swelled up and touched the very back of her shuddering, blazing rectum and he felt her body quake as she hollered loudly in joy. It was just too much for Drew. He'd been dreaming of something like this ever since he'd first met Brenda and now it was actually happening. She was cuming all around his tightly sheathed cock and her asschute was sucking the cum right out of his balls.
"GAAAAAWD!" Drew groaned, fighting a losing battle against keeping his cock under control. Then his balls began to pump and the dreams of twenty-four months hosed out in burning spurts, splattering right up Brenda's virgin ass.
"AAAAAAAAGH!" Brenda hollered, lifting her ass-cheeks up and swallowing Drew's searing cream with her second pussy. His cock was jerking and swelling and exploding in rushing jets of sperm hurtling right up her anus like a wonderful, burning enema.
"Aaaaaaaagh, yesssss!" Brenda hollered again, spinning higher and higher on a swirling ferris wheel of joy. Her eyes glazed with passion and electric blazes of sensation rippled through her body. Her face was a mask of shining rapture as she fell over that pinnacle of joy and then she was falling down into the whirling ecstasy of orgasm.
The fires were burning so brightly in Brenda's body that her last shred of propriety burst into flame and scattered into ashes as the wonderful waves of orgasm whirled her innocence away. Suddenly she didn't feel at all guilty for anything she'd done. She realized that all the pleasure she'd been denying herself by trying to be a virgin when her body was ripe and ready for passion, had been causing all her problems. She had listened to her mother's warnings and accepted them literally without even bothering to find out for herself. She'd been acting like a little innocent girl in a woman's wanton body and the two had been impossible to reconcile. No wonder she'd been afraid that she was going crazy. She'd accepted her mother's values and blinded herself to her own liberal mind. She'd forgotten that every person has to make their own decisions, but she'd never forget it again. Even if Drew called off their engagement and never spoke to her again, she'd be happier than she'd been when she was fighting with her own awakened desires and trying to be someone she wasn't. At least she'd be completely at peace with herself and that was a step in the right direction.
CHAPTER NINE
"Hey, honey..." Drew said, pulling Brenda into the kitchen. "I'm really sorry if I hurt you. I just saw red when I caught sight of you fucking with Jake. Now that I understand the whole thing, I'm really sorry if I was kind of rough on you."
"Rough?" Brenda giggled, rubbing her sore ass. "I guess you were at first, but Drew ... I ... I love it! I guess I'm kind of glad that you were a little bit jealous. It makes me feel really special."
Drew grinned down at Brenda and ran his fingers over her titties lightly. "Harvey and Alicia ought to be here any minute," he grinned. "How would you like to surprise them a little?"
"Uh ... sure," Brenda laughed. "What do you want me to do?"
"Well, I don't know quite how to tell you this, but Harvey and Alicia are swingers," Drew said.
"I've been over to their house a couple of times by myself and I had some fun. I never asked you to go along because I figured you'd be shocked."
Brenda smiled reasonably. "I guess I would have been," she admitted, giggling a little. "You mean you've fucked Alicia?"
"Well ... yes," Drew admitted, staring at Brenda's face for a flicker of jealously. Then he grinned in relief as she kept right on smiling.
"I think we'd better get one thing straight," Brenda said, in a mock serious tone of voice. "No more going out and fucking anyone unless you let me in on it too. How about that?"
"Well! Sure!" Drew agreed quickly. "I just thought you wouldn't ... well ... you always got so mad at Harvey when he flirted with you in the office. I never dreamed you'd agree to ... well? What are you agreeing to, anyway?"
"You'll see," Brenda said cheerfully, giving her handsome fianc' a big grin. "I think you'll get the idea when I answer the door in the nude, and I've got a good lawyer right here beside me if I get picked up for indecent exposure."
