Eighteen months! It had been eighteen months of waiting, stressing and worrying for Liz. Ever since she had been filmed being fucked in a motel room by men other than her husband, and that scene then put online for all to see, she had been in limbo. The discovery that her husband, Paul, had actually been in league with her lover, Jason, right from the start, just made it so much worse.
The divorce had taken less time than the medical authorities decision.
It helped not at all that Liz, a respected G.P. At the time, actually found that she missed not just the sex, but the degrading way she had been used by a handful of people. She had even kept a few copies of the evidence used against her, for her own titillation. Finally, the decision had been made, and she had been summoned to the board.
The short version was she had gotten off. With a warning anyway. Still able to practice, seeing as she had been, in simple terms, blackmailed into the activities, she would have course have to move, somewhere she was unknown in person, and hopefully unrecognised. Getting something off the internet ain't that easy.
Finding a job had meant going through old friends and contacts, this in itself was awkward as of course, the medical grapevine was as efficient as any other at spreading news best kept quiet.
George Kalivianakis had known Liz when they were students, and they had been in contact one way or another at odd times since. Not really friends, more, friendly colleagues. He had a practice deep in the countryside and needed a new partner. As the divorce went very much in favour of Liz, she had the wherewithal to move and buy in. She now needed to get back to work and feel like a doctor again. And get fucked.
George was a couple of years older than Liz, who was now nearing forty three, but still slim and attractive, although she now dyed her hair a golden brown, and used just a little makeup to try to change her appearance enough to not be recognised from her on line performance alone. George had not only seen that performance, he loved it.
Nearly a month had gone by since arriving at Bannerfield Major, which was a small country town not far from Lower Bannerfield, where a couple of years ago there had been a scandal with the vicar and his wife. The surgery looked after a handful of outlying hamlets and other settlements in some very nice countryside.
George, fit and dark skinned due to his Greek heritage, was a firm chap but approachable, his patients were happy with him, as were his staff. Were it not for scars from awful childhood acne,
he could have been handsome. He was at an outlying clinic with Liz on a Friday, late in the afternoon.
"So that's the last of the little ones Liz, what do you think?" George asked.
"Nice, the sort of thing you see in a daytime telly drama, but without the drama. Mind you, none of them are what you would call bad, quite a good set up you have, I really am glad you made the offer George, thank you again." Liz told him.
"I imagine it can't have been easy to find someone to take you onboard after being so close to, well, you know, being struck off!"
"Too true, and thanks again for not delving too deep into that, I know I wasn't struck off, but it could still cast a shadow over the practice in certain quarters."
"I had no need to delve Liz, look." he said as he turned a laptop so she could see the screen, "I know all about it!"
With the curtains open and the light on, the view into the travel inn room through the net curtains was only slightly blurred. If one looked close enough and knew the woman, there was a very good chance of recognising her as she looked out of the window while the dark skinned man fucked her and kissed her neck. It was obviously still her when a white guy had her suck his dick and then fuck her bent over from behind.
Stunned like a deer in the headlights, Liz could only watch as the scene played out before her. There was the feeling of being trapped, the knowledge that George wouldn't show her this just for fun, as well as the fact that she could not afford another big stir so soon into her new position. And the warm wet excitement between her legs and in her loins. That seemed to hold her the most.
She failed to register her white coat being slid off her shoulders. Barely noticed her full length skirt being dropped tp the floor. And, as she watched herself sucking on a strangers cock in a cheap inn, her panties being cut off with surgical scissors.
Choosing to accept being felt up by a couple of fingers, Liz was soon bent forward to lean on the desk with both hands, face close to the screen showing her disgrace on a loop. She knew just what was coming, and while reviled and feeling let down and again used, she also welcomed the long fat brown penis that forced it's way in, all the way in three strokes, and had an orgasm within seconds.
George knew he was onto a winner, the way his cock was welcomed into the wet cave told him he was right. He leaned in and took Liz by the breasts, pulling her back as he thrust, and feeling her nipples like peanuts. He thrust away steadily and firmly for several minutes, bringing Liz off twice as he did so, before telling her to prepare to receive his seed all the way inside her.
"I guess you really are some kind of tart then Liz, you know I'm gonna blow this load inside you don't you! And you love it."
"Oh Jesus bloody Christ," Liz exclaimed, "Must you be so damn cocky about it you bastard?"
Liz came with him as she was filled for the first time in eighteen months. He thrust on afterward, keeping his hard on and undoing Liz's blouse to slip it off. Her bra was next before he pulled out, a blob of cum spreading down her quim to drip off onto the floor. Quickly George led Liz to the examination table and made her lay on it. His clothes almost vanished he removed them so fast, before he climbed up on top and slid his still hard rod back inside the still slightly stunned doctor, and fucked her for all he was worth.
In total confusion Liz let her body take over, it wrapped it's legs around George and pulled him in. It was a long steady fuck, and Liz felt things were just as they should be.
The second laptop continued to record.
Liz didn't recall calling George cocky, but decided she was right. Seeing the recording on the laptop just made her feel horny again, and if George had been there she would likely have fucked him again.
They had talked. George was told that there were limits, and she insisted on incriminating pics of George for her own protection, should anything escape their control. So George posed naked holding a sign dropping him in it, which was added to the recording of the earlier sex, and Liz held a copy.
George had been called to an elderly patient and Liz was left to deal with Simon, the medical rep due that afternoon. The latest addition to the surgery was going to show her worth, and Simon was all to aware.
As soon as the order was finished, Simon, forty with thinning grey hair that made him look older, was asking, "So now that's done, how about starting with a blow job, that discount is surely worth it?"
"Crude as they come, is that any way to talk to someone."
"If it's a slut like George tells me you are, then yes, come on" he said lowering his trousers and boxers, "get sucking on this and stop pretending you're not gagging for it."
Liz was not going to let on that the crude salesman was correct, she made a deep sigh and knelt before him, slowly pulling his erect member into her mouth. A hand was instantly on the back of her head, driving the action.
Unable to turn her head, Liz was thankful it was George's voice that greeted Simon as the door opened. "Hi mate, started without me did you, told you she was good looking."
Liz let them chat while she worked. She had missed being a sex object but even so, Simon was not going to be a favourite, his attitude was off. George began to undress Liz as she knelt sucking Simon's pretty average meat, and when she was asked to stand, most of her clothes ended up on the floor.
The coffee table in the office was low, in fact just the right height to lay a doctor down on and put her feet on you shoulders as you knelt, in order to fuck the woman very hard, so long as she held on to the table to avoid slipping away. It also helped with the later is someone, say George, was to kneel by her head and shove his cock in her mouth, and to his delight, discover that although not a fan, Liz could deep throat very well.
