"Miss Lauren, I've been looking at the chart and, for the life of me, it boggles my mind. Normally, when someone says they're experiencing pain, we, of course, have exploratory surgery when all other measures don't work," Don said, while flipping through the pages of Vivian's tests. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're the healthiest thirty-two-year-old I've ever seen," Don added.
Vivian smiled and blushed. "Why, yes, I am aware of Dr Bakeman. Do you mind telling me your first name? I feel our several conversations at least allow for that. You have seen just about every part of my body, not that I mind," Vivian said teasingly. She knew full well how much the reason for Don seeing most of her body was centered around her insistence to be examined while nude.
"It's Donavan, and most people shorten it to Don. However, let's not get distracted. I feel you've made efforts to get me, and only me, to give you a physical exam, even when not necessary. In any case, I am here to explain what exploratory surgery entails. We usually save this for a last resort, but are you sure your pain is not something drugs cannot allow you to endure?" Don said with suspicion.
"Well, Don, I am not big on taking substances daily, unless that substance is something tall, lean, with a strong jaw, much like yourself," she teased.
"Miss Lauren, I hope you understand that, while I am flattered by your strong innuendo, I have come to my own conclusion. I have spoken to Dr Peters about your symptoms and complaints," Donavan said with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh, and what exactly did you figure out?" Vivian said with a wry smile. "I hope it gets us closer to easing my unexplained pain," she added.
"That's my point, there is no pain. Is there Miss Lauren?" Don accused.
Vivian gasped, then covered her mouth. She'd been found, and she knew it. She'd managed to use her basic acting skills to manipulate people, getting the staff to fall for her story about unexplainable pain.
"You see, well, there is. There was, and it dissipated as I received treatment," Vivian lied.
Don wasn't buying it. "You see, what I have noticed is that, while you have definitely played the role of patient, it seems to subside when I enter the room. Almost as if flirting with me takes priority. Did you do all this to get closer to me, Vivian?"
Vivian didn't answer, she instead stood up quietly in her rather lewd patient outfit. She closed the door and locked it before shutting the blinds. Then she went to Don, who was expecting her to beg him not to tell anyone. He wasn't going to listen as he only just wanted to confirm his theory before telling the authorities. He found women like Vivian deplorable for the fact they were dragging attention away from real patients.
To that end, Don was such a workaholic that the subtlety of females often went over his head. It was a shock to him that he even caught on to Lauren. Yet he didn't have much experience with women, and consequently, didn't experience much intimacy. A few unmemorable one-nighters here and there, but mostly nothing to talk about.
Vivian didn't know that. All she knew was that Don was hunky, rich, and a superstar. His surgeries, even as a new member, had already made waves. She'd hunted him down to get his attention. To make sure he understood exactly what she wanted, and that was him -- everything that came with marrying a successful surgeon.
She had one thing going for her, other than her job as a hotel manager. She did also have her gorgeous slender body which had a lovely femininity. She was extremely accentuated in tight fitting clothing. Although her body had a deep intense beauty, Vivian was shallow. She wanted to be beautiful at all times. Even when she was sick, she managed to sneak her makeup kit into the hospital. Not that she needed it for her almost flawless skin -- in reality, it just gave her the last remnants of confidence she needed.
It's that alongside her sexy wavy red hair, her hazel eyes and stunning beauty that Vivian got on her knees. She pulled out his semi erect cock then stuffed it into her mouth. Don was stunned. It's only when she reached for his pants that something felt off. When she went on her knees, he expected pleas of mercy. Yet she was sucking him off, and well too.
"Ohh fuck," Don groaned, full immersed into the pleasure Vivian gave her. Don wasn't used to this. Women often expected him to chase them. They often flirted but never made the first move. He wasn't the type, to work focused and oblivious to notice these things.
It was strange to him that most of them were seemingly interested up until the first date ended. Only to never call or text him back. One by one, they destroyed his self confidence. Not in his wildest dreams did he think a girl would be so forward.
So intent, and no foreplay. Just her sucking his hardening dick. Within seconds it was at full mast and dripping cum. Don didn't know it, but this would be the beginning of his end. One where he would become compliant to all of Vivian's wishes. Starting with him discharging her without having reported her to the authorities.
5 years later
"Another strong surgery, Doctor Bakeman," Marsha said with a naughty smile and sultry look. She was a sexy surgical assistant, who also worked part-time as a nurse at the hospital. Don could tell that underneath her bright, warm smile, and inside the head covered by her straight blonde hair, she had aspirations of stealing him away. She was attractive, with a firm yet pristine figure that caught his eye every time she passed him.
"Thank you, Marsha, I wish I could stay and chat, but I must go see my wife," Don excused himself, rubbing his dark hair in a blatant lie. Unfortunately for her, he was loyal to his wife.
Vivian had done something similar to what Marsha was doing. In the sense Marsha often pretended to be struggling to get Don's attention. She often pretended to be enamored by the man, although sometimes she actually was. Vivian also pretended to have an unexplained pain that may have required surgical investigation. Vivian had found out about the "superhero surgeon" through local gossip when Don made the news for a life-saving operation on the Mayor.
She had known much about doctors through her own father, primarily that they earned a lot. She wanted the lifestyle she grew up with under her father's roof -- the one that came without her needing to work. She wanted the wealth that came with marrying a doctor, just like her mother had. She met Don and could tell he was a man dedicated to his work. She took advantage of this by reporting herself ill.
After he spent months trying to get his head around the strange test results, only to discover she'd been faking to get close to him. When he confronted her, she simply got down on her knees and put his cock in her wet mouth. She demonstrated that he was all she wanted to begin with, a lovesickness for the surgeon's hard dick. That sloppy yet satisfying blow job would be the start of their relationship and lead to their eventual marriage.
Don had thought, prior to doing his years of medical training, that he'd naturally become a womaniser. Surgeons are notoriously desirable, and he'd be a man whom every lady wanted to be with -- that's partially why he decided he wanted to become a doctor, a surgeon to be specific. He had it in his mind to make his dreams of being an affluent ladies' man come true.
Unfortunately, he didn't have a clue about what ladies want. An intellectual like himself didn't recognise what the mixed messages meant. Another key factor was that he kept running into roadblock after roadblock in his career.
Though Don tested incredibly well and had no complaints from any of his previous professors or internships, he found it hard to get any work. He only got the surgeon job because the hospital couldn't offer the appropriate pay for a surgeon and so he took the job with the less than ideal compensation.
Don noted how many women in the field seemed to just be given handouts, including his assistant Marsha. The blonde couldn't tell a scalpel from a knife, yet suddenly she was assisting him, a ten-year veteran. Yet she still willingly provoked him sexually.
He lied that night and left, particularly because he didn't respect her and therefore didn't see a need to waste his time. She'd got a job he'd applied for several times with the appropriate pay he was supposed to receive. This evidenced by the rumours that she was earning more than he was.
To forget this frustrating thought, he hurried to Vivian so that they could celebrate their anniversary and misled her into thinking he'd be coming late. He instead scheduled the surgery a little earlier, since he needed to rush to buy chocolate and flowers.
Don, even after so many years of marriage, was still incredibly enamoured with Vivian. She was the classy type of woman that a boring guy like him liked.
He didn't enjoy parties or crazy extravagance and simplicity was key for him. Vivian was a stunner. She was a few years older than him, yet she looked younger. She had gorgeous red hair, a lean, feminine body, and a set of small, perky breasts. She also had a nice, pert bottom, which he loved to touch and feel when Vivian was in the mood.
That used to happen often during their days of dating, and even more so when she was his fiancée. Yet, the moment they got married, her attraction to him seemed to be dying out. Whenever he brought up the lack of sex they were having, Vivian always had an excuse to throw at him. The lack of vacation, or that her work was keeping her tired, were just a few examples. She also cited other personal problems, all of which had nothing to do with Don. He let it go, hoping this rut would pass. Instead, he focused on the positives and tried to be the best husband possible.
He went into the store and quickly bought the goods, finding a white plush bear to add to it. Vivian wasn't big on sentiment, but the diamond necklace he saved for and purchased was the real centerpiece. He'd already collected early in the day and spent most of the day examining it. Making sure it was realt. He knew that the necklace was what she would appreciate the most.
It took a while to save for it due to Don's financial circumstances. Vivian was furious by this shocking discovery after their marriage. It's not that he wasn't a hardworking surgeon -- he'd dedicated his life to saving people, always being on call for life-serving surgeries. Not just a brain surgeon, but also skilled in many other operations. Don had mastered his craft, and people should have regarded him as a hero, but he refused to let it go to his head.
Most of the time, he found himself dealing with an ever-changing culture. Women were often getting promoted ahead of him, or being offered big-time jobs elsewhere, even though his surgery survival rate was far better. He'd made miracles happen, yet he found himself stuck because of the movement to push women in male-dominated fields.
