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Working Late by Steve


My first real job was when I was 22. I was working at a local doctor's
office as Physician's Assistant over the summer before my residency
began. I worked at the office of Doctor Helen Kartan MD My job was
pretty much to do the shit work that the doctor didn't want to do
herself, like give shots, do physicals, and perform some nasty
procedures that I don't want to get into right now.

Doctor Kartan was, for the most part, a bitch. She was about
forty-five and a strong disposition towards men, mainly because her
husband was a piece of philandering scum. So after the divorce, she
practically swore off men and became a bitch according to the rest of
the office staff. No one at the office really liked her, but she paid
their salaries, so they didn't complain, at least not to her face.

"Damn, she's on a rampage today!" Becky, one of the nurses, exclaimed
as she walked into the lounge. I was sitting in their, as were three
other nurses.

"I know. She has been in bitch mode since I got here this morning,"
Carol, another on of the nurses, said. Apparently, Doctor Kartan hated
women too.

"I hope you didn't want to keep any self respect today, Steve," Becky
said, turning to me. I sipped my coffee and questioned her statement.

"Why?" I asked.

"The doctor wants to see you again," she sighed, collapsing onto one
of the couches.  "I wonder what that bitch wants this time," I said,
getting up and heading out the door. I walked briskly down the hall,
not wanting to keep the dear doctor waiting. This was the fourth time
today she had called upon me, and each time she was getting
progressively more pissed at me. She usually called me to do something
for her, but today she had only called me to tell that I had done
something wrong and to chew me out. I actually started hoping she
wanted me to do a rectal exam or something, anything besides her
wrath. I didn't want to hear that woman yell again today.  "You called
for me," I said, approaching her in the hallway while she read a
chart.  "Yes I did. Did you Billy Hopkins his allergy shot today?" she
asked, still reading the chart.  "Yes I did. Why, is something wrong?"
I wondered. Of course there was.  "Damn right there is. The serum that
was supposed to be in his shot, is still sitting the refrigerator, and
Sally Jennings' serum is gone," she said, raising her voice and
looking up from her chart.  "I must have gotten them mixed up," I said
ashamedly.  "Got them mixed up? How incompetent are you? You're just
lucky that Sally and Billy have relatively the same allergies and
Billy won't be affected. That slip up could have been fatal!" she
said, really letting the shit fly now.  "I know. I'm sorry. I'll be
more careful in the future," I said in a monotone voice. I had gotten
used to the yelling, so it didn't really phase me, visibly at least. I
felt really terrible for Billy. What if I had killed him? That would
be the end of my career before it really started. And the guilt of
knowing that I was responsible for a human life would have been
unbearable.  "As your punishment, you get to stay late tonight and
take inventory," Dr. Kartan said, calming down mildly and looking back
down at her chart.  "Ok," I said, not complaining. I considered myself
lucky to have gotten off that easily. I walked off before she had a
chance to say anything more. I went down the hall to the
receptionist's desk. Julie was sitting behind her desk, filling out
billing information for a patient.   "Whatta you got for me?" I said,
leaning on her desk and smiling at her.  Ever since I started working
here, Julie and I had flirted heavily. She was about my age, maybe a
little older, and had the most beautiful smile. Ever since the first
time I had seen her, I had wanted to jump on top of her and have hot,
wild sex with her, but that hadn't happened yet. But I was trying.
"You've got a Mr. Kilner that needs a physical," she smiled, looking
up at me and handing me the chart.  "Why thank you," I said, taking it
from her hand, but never breaking eye contact. God, I just wanted to
grab her and kiss her so badly, but I just wasn't impulsive enough.
"I heard the doctor yelling at you. Is everything OK?" she asked.
"Yeah, I've just gotta do inventory tonight," I smiled.  "That's gonna
suck," Julie said as the phone rang. She picked it up and that was the
end of our conversation. I walked out into the waiting room and called
for Mr. Kilner.


After I was done with Mr. Kilner, I walked down the hall just in time
to hear Dr. Kartan chewing out Julie for billing something wrong. In a
shear twist of fate, she told Julie that she was on inventory duty
tonight. Lucky me.

"It’s looks like I’ve got company tonight," I said, walking over to
Julie just after Dr. Kartan left.

"I guess you do," Julie sighed, obviously pissed.


So there I sat, in the store room, counting gauze pads two hours after
my shift officially ended. Julie sat a feet away from me, counting
cotton swabs.  The fun was almost overwhelming. The only thing that
kept me from screaming was the sobering view of Julie that I had. The
more I looked at her, the more I realized how beautiful she was. She
had shoulder length brownish black hair that was tied back in some
strange way with a clip. Her shirt was tight, accentuating her
breasts, which seemed to me to be the perfect size, not too big and
not too small, just perfect. And with the way she sitting, it caused
her skirt to rise up a little, giving me a wonderful view of her dark,
tanned thighs. Something in my pants was rather happy at the time.

"So are you still seeing Brenda?" Julie asked, breaking the silence.

"No, uh..we broke up a few weeks ago," I stuttered, pulling my eyes
away from Julie’s body and coming back to reality.

"I’m sorry. You never told me," Julie said, almost sounding genuinely
sympathetic.

"It’s OK, it wasn’t very serious," I said. 

"I’m currently single as well, Frank and I broke up too," Julie said.

"Really? What happened?" I asked. I was surprised she hadn’t said
anything before. She had been dating Frank for three months she said.

"Well, the short version is that I caught Frank sleeping with my
neighbor, so I dumped his ass," Julie said triumphantly.

"Why would anyone ever cheat on you. If I had a girlfriend as
beautiful as you, I would never cheat her," I said. That was probably
the corniest thing I have ever said, but what a result!

"Do you really mean that?" Julie said, stopping what she was doing and
turning to look me in the eye.

"Of course I do," I responded, watching Julie’s eyes widen with
happiness.

"That’s the sweetest thing anyone has said to me in a long time,"
Julie noted.

"Well, I meant it," I said firmly. Just then, Julie scooted over to
where I was sitting on the floor. She leaned over and kissed me softly
on the cheek. I turned to look at her and our eyes met. It was one of
those moments. Neither of us spoke, but we knew what was going on.
Smiles formed slowly on both of our faces, then met. We kissed softly,
like it was the first time either of us had ever kissed anyone. It
suddenly grew more passionate, and more than our mouths got in on the
action. Her hands roamed my chest and shoulders, rubbing and
squeezing. My hands gripped the back of her neck, caressing her soft
skin and hair.

"God, I want you so bad," Julie moaned in between kisses. I don’t
think the feeling could have been anymore mutual.

The chain reaction started with Julie pulling my shirt open, then
within what seemed like seconds, both of us were naked. We stayed
locked in our kiss, but our hands roamed the newly exposed flesh of
each other. I gently pinched her soft breasts, while she slowly
stroked my swelling member.

"Mmmm, that feels great," I said, watching Julie’s head lower away
from mine and home in on my crotch. I leaned back, propping myself up
with my arms, ready to enjoy receiving a blowjob from an extremely
attractive woman.

I closed my eyes and let my head fall back as Julie’s tongue flicked
my cock head for the first time. Skillfully, she licked up and down my
shaft, massaging my balls perfectly. She seemed to know every pleasure
spot of my crotch. Gradually, she started to push the head of my cock
past her lips. I was slowly engulfed into a haze of pleasure as Julie
expertly deep throated me. It was such an awe inspiring sight to see
the entire length of my dick disappear into this beautiful woman’s
eager mouth.

"Oh yeah! That’s it right there!" I moaned, feeling my dick slide
down Julie’s throat. She tenderly cupped and massaged my balls while
her tongue swirled up and down my shaft. I would lovingly brush her
away every time it fell in front of her face, each time to be greeted
with a beautiful smile around my dick.

I started to feel that I needed to repay Julie the favor of oral
pleasure, so I grabbed her hips and swiveled her ass over my face.
Julie didn’t seem to mind, or even actually notice. She was a little
preoccupied though.

I gave Julie’s pussy a nice, long stare. It was so beautiful. Perfect
little lips with a small, barely visible clit trying to peek out, and
a nice little patch of brown fur above it, just beginning to show the
signs of moisture. It looked good enough to eat, so I did. I stuck out
my tongue and gently made contact with Julie’s tender little clit.
She jerked slightly and grasped my head tightly between her legs. I
slowly pulled my tongue away and went for it again.

"Unnnnhh!" Julie whimpered as my tongue hit her sensitive clit once
more. I continued with my tongue while I carefully inserted a finger
into Julie’s tight little slit. I don’t really know why I appreciate
a nice tight cunt, but I do. Maybe it’s because I can respect that
girl for not fucking every guy that she meets, but judging by her
talents, Julie probably gave head to anything that moved.

I worked my finger up Julie’s cunt rapidly, while tongue wrestled
with her clit, all the while listening to her moan and whimper with my
dick in her mouth. After awhile, it seemed she couldn’t take it
anymore. She just stopped sucking my dick all together, and her moans
increased in volume and frequency.  Then she started pumping her hips
back against my finger rapidly. I assumed her orgasm was approaching,
so I took action.

I slid out from underneath her and flipped her over on to her back. A
deep look of depravity shown on her face, but quickly turned to a
smile as a positioned my slippery cock at the entrance to her
womanhood. Julie spread her legs far, letting the flower of her pussy
open slightly. She drew a finger across her labia, moaning gently as
she did. Then she lifted her finger to her mouth and licked her own
juice from it. It was amazingly sexy. I couldn’t stand it anymore, I
had to have her.

"Do it, please," Julie urged. Who was I to argue? I gently slipped the
head of my cock into her soft, wet pussy. We both moaned in unison. A
pushed deeper into her, and she started moaning louder than me. Soon,
she was drowning me out completely as I rammed in and out of her at a
nice, slow pace.

Julie was quite the little vocalist. She screamed and moaned almost
nonstop throughout the entire act, and that wasn’t a short thing. We
switched positions maybe five times, spanning over about an hour or
so. It was wondrous. Of all  the positions we used, I enjoyed when she
rode me the best.  I just laid back as she bounced around on my pole.
Her body looked so angelic as her throes of passion took her up and
down on me. It was just amazing. To that date, I had never had better
sex.

And as quickly as it started, it ended. I pulled out just in time and
blew my load all over Julie’s stomach. Girl’s can’t enjoy that, but
they never say anything about it either. Mind Boggling. Julie grabbed
a towel from one of the racks above us and cleaned herself off before
resting herself against me on the floor.

"So, do you have a girlfriend?" Julie asked. It was little too late to
be asking that.

"I do now," I said.

"I was hoping you would say that," Julie said.


We fell asleep soon after that. We dated for the next two months,
before I had to leave to go do my residency in Boston. We still talk
occasionally by letter, though we both are seeing other people. I’ll
never forget her though.  I’ll also never forget the look on Dr.
Kartan’s the next morning when she found Julie and me asleep and
naked on the floor of the store room.

THE END

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