"Tomorrow I have a case for you. Uh...I think that makes it the 10th one right?" Dr Peterson shyly asked. I smiled and said, "Yes doctor. Why don't I pick it up Saturday?" He agreed and hung up. He churned those 10 cases faster than I thought. Oh well, money is money right?
The rest of the week went by without a hitch. I contemplated on what we were going to do. Should I really give him his money's worth or should I just get it over with. My friends and I were going to meet up for drinks later. Should I let him fuck me bent over his desk or should I lay flat on my back and let my legs reach for the sky?
As I showered, I fought the urge to play with my ass and jerk off. No, I wanted this lust to build and boil inside of me. Who knows, maybe I'll get to fuck him. I got out, and dressed. I was so horny just thinking about what I was going to do. Too bad my other clients weren't into guys.
I arrived at his empty office and was ushered in. He immediately sat down in his chair, anticipating his treat like a puppy. I asked him where the 10th case was and he replied, "It's on the front desk."
"You haven't been having any more issues with my work?" I asked as I pulled my t-shirt off. He shook his head no as he admired my body. I wickedly smiled and said, "...too bad." I walked around the desk to stand in front of him. I put one foot on the chair, between his legs and pushed him back. I needed space for my little show.
I turned and assumed "the position." I could somehow feel his cock harden while he sat there and stared at my backside. I slowly slid down my shorts and gave him full view what he'd earned. I could hear him stroking his cock through his slacks.
"Do you like what you see Dr. Peterson," I asked? He made an audible grunt so I took that as a yes. With shaking hands, he reached out to touch my ass but I quickly swatted him away.
"Don't be in such a rush doctor. You'll get what's cumming to you," I wickedly said and continued, "Do you want me like this?" I turned while slowly stroking my cock and then sitting on his desk, spreading my legs and exposing it all to him. I once again asked, "Or like this?"
Dr. Peterson licked his lips while he clumsily free his cock from it's confinement. I could help but lick my own lips. The memory of me on my knees with my cum covered mouth rushed into my brain. He breathlessly replied, "Like that."
"Like that...what," I questioned. His reply of "Like that, please." brought a big smile to his face. I wondered if now would be a good time to up my price. I wanted to see how this went first.
With my legs still open I invited him to get what he earned. He pulled a condom from his pocket and kicked off his pants. As he made his way to me, he stripped off the rest of his clothes. The doctor rolled the rubber onto his stiff cock and just as he was about to poke me with it, i interrupted him, "Dr. Peterson, you don't expect to just fuck me dry do you? That might hurt me."
He looked around frantically. No lube in sight. I smiled another wicked smile and said, "Doctor, you don't have any lube?" He stammered a no while still trying to find anything that could be used. Had him right where I wanted him.
"Dr. Peterson, looks like you're just going to have to lube me some other way," I suggested. He looked confused until it dawned on him what he had to do if he wanted my ass. With his cock still in hand. I saw him lower himself until all I saw was from the eyes up.