Now Curt was not just any lawyer. He had a specialty. He was famous for representing people in trouble because of sex. After a few years of this, he moved into specializing in the sex industry because he wanted something more positive than adultery and hooking cases. Curt probably knew more porn stars than most producers and had more strippers as clients than most lawyers have clients. He knew which fetish was hot and who was legal and who was not. He knew who was bad news and who came through. There was not much he did not know about the industry. One thing he knew better than anyone was they needed good, discreet, sympathetic medical care.
Gabe knew that his past was in Curt's files and his career in respectable medicine was on the razor's edge. Curt could destroy him any time he wanted, but that was not his game. Having a horny but otherwise well-qualified doctor around could be very useful indeed considering that Curt's clients all used their appearance of health, their sex organs, and their most basic biological urges to earn their living - and, because of the problems they ran into, they earned him a lot of money. Gabe could protect and help out that lucrative and lascivous client base.
In just under a year, Curt had set Gabe up in a new office, bought a clinical laboratory next door for the most confidential and complete testing in the city, hired a kinky nurse/dominatrix to help Gabe in running classes and clinics on safe sex for those whose taste went beyond vanilla, and got all his clients and their friends to switch over to him. Gabe, grateful to him, kept his nose clean and his dick in his pants around the office. He became Dr. Feelgood with all the trappings of a respected professional.
Serving this world gave Gabe lots of opportunities to meet new people, people who were guaranteed to be really horny and to like sex. But he was careful this time. He became a regular at a couple of very discreet, high-end swinger's clubs and kept his sexual activities at home and away from work. That's how he met Alice. She was the party girl in a small, very exclusive club of sexual adventurers made up of successful professional and business people in Brentwood and Bel Air. Curt had got him into it, figuring that he could get his rocks off safely and out of sight there, and would be less of a business risk.
He and Alice hit it off sexually during a foursome on one of his first visits. They then started looking for one another at parties and balling, either just the two of them fucking, with an audience, or partying with others joining in. Alice loved his big cock and balls and sould spend hours licking and sucking him. Gabe loved her lamb-like softness and the sweet wet tightness as he entered her.
Later, after their fourth open coupling, they had a chance to talk for a while and became friends over a glass of wine. They now looked after each other during orgies. Gabe protected her if anyone looked like they were drunk or out of control and fended off determined studs if her cunt was sore after a day or two of fucking. If there was a new girl who seemed sexy, Alice steered her to Gabe and told him what the girl liked ahead of time. If Gabe saw that a guy was well hung and good with the dowstroke, he steered him to Alice. Alice kept an eye out for bad situations, like husbands who looked like they might be jealous or reacting badly to seeing their wives royally fucked and having the time of their sexual lives by Gabe.
Now, they were good enough friends to spend time with each other between orgies and to go out for dinner or a show when they weren't with other lovers. And, of course, for a casual fuck anytime they felt like it.
Alice and Gabe became fuckbuddies, friends looking out for each other.