(Author's note-: This happens to be the first of this series and your feedback will be most welcome because without it I doubt I'll continue with the next series. Anything literotica readers want, I'll try to let them have it. This story doesn't contain incest but has some lesbian scenes, which are bound to pop up in subsequent episodes. I don't want to talk much on my first note so how about you just enjoy the story.)
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Chapter one:-:-:-:-:-:
It was very difficult for Jim to make a choice on the dress to wear to the company. He was a young doctor who specialized in the brain and all its neural connections, thus neurology. Apart from the job, he had down in the hospital as a neurosurgeon he also had a Pharmacy that was always filled with people. He had some Pharmacists hired to do the work, but when he was available, he made time to go down and help.
He was quite tall, with a hairy broad chest, and a well built body that he'd made by getting through school not just as a geek but also as a sportsman. He was in his early twenties had jet-black hair that he left naturally. As if that wasn't enough, he was rewarded with pretty emerald green eyes that worked like a charm on ladies. He was the kind of guy who could easily turn on a woman simply by staring.
His method of relating to his patients made them naturally have some kind of attraction or connection with him in a special way. He made them feel loved, he made them feel wanted and he could easily make them come back even when they weren't sick.
Finally making a choice he slips the black shirt on to match with a black pair of jeans that he was already having on. Since he was used to being all by himself he quickly drives down to the company where one of his patients' relatives had called for him. He walks through the office slowly, taking a good look at the secretary at the table and bowing lightly to her.
"I'd like to see Elise,"
"And who may I say is looking for her?"
"You can say, the doctor who took her mother through the operation."
"Oh," the secretary says finally remembering that her boss had told her about a doctor coming down to see her. "She's been waiting for you."
Jim just smiles and walks inside like a teenager, tapping the door lightly and then pushing it open. There she was behind the desk, Elise. She was widowed a couple of years ago, when she lost her husband to a brain tumor that she didn't know of until his death. She had used work to keep herself extremely busy after that so that she could live a life free of men.
She had auburn hair that she'd styled and kept short. She looked very young and pretty, and had no kids at all because her husband made excuses and had her still use the pill. She was about 37years of age, and well endowed. She had rather big breasts that looked very firm in the outfit she was wearing. She was in an ash coat that was unbuttoned to reveal a white blouse that covered the top of her breasts.
"Hi Jim," she says happy to see that her waiting had finally paid off.
"Hi Elise," Jim says trying to be as informal as possible.
"Kindly lock the door, for me. I don't want the secretary barging in," she quickly adds, explaining the purpose for making him carry out the action.
"Would you like me to offer you...," she pauses as if she was thinking of what to say.
"Would you like me to offer you anything," he says to her now in his seat. "If that's what you wanted to say then I'm fine." He says laughing at her. She smiles back laughing and blushes biting her lower lip and feeling a bit embarrassed.
"Don't be naughty, I'll get you some water she says and walks down to the filter down in the room. That was when Jim noticed that she was in a skirt that fell just on her thighs not too far from her knees. Her legs were wonderful, nice skin that looked so pale. Her hips weren't too wide and her ass looked perfect in the skirt.
She picks the glass from the rack just beside the filter and fills it with some cold water for him, bending to reveal her upper thighs. She turns around and finds that his eyes were looking at her certificates hanging on the walls.
"Here you are," she says handing the glass over to him clumsily.
"Careful," Jim laughs seeing how nervous she was and unintentionally raises his eyes to have a zoom up of her breasts. For a moment, he knew that he had stared at her breasts so he quickly takes his eyes up to look into her face. She was smiling and laughing as well.
She didn't look like she had anything much to say to him but maybe thank him for helping his mother, the only one who seemed to be hanging around her at the moment.
"Please don't tell me I'm clumsy," she whispers playfully into his ears.
"Can I say, 'You almost stained my clothes?'" he says and turns to look into her face so that their faces were just about six inches apart. Suddenly Elise goes blank unable to say a word, passing the sign to Jim that she clearly couldn't control herself around him.
For some time, it was like they were just stuck together staring into each other's eyes. The feeling suddenly comes to her that she shouldn't have gotten too close in trying to be as informal and stoop down to the doctor's level so that he could feel warm, just like a son.
