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Dr. Louise Elaine "
Lainey
" Winters, Navy Reserve captain over heard her name announced on the P.A. from the hospital atrium. "Doctor...your patient is waiting in Exam Room 1". Lainey had made less than four footsteps inside the hospital. She hated the thought of hearing her name being called when the possibility could be that no one bothered checking the schedule to see if she was even on site. One week out of every month. That was her duty.
Who would know she was there already, since she had only been in town for less than an hour? Nonetheless Lainey dialed five-eleven to the nurse's station from the lobby extension. "Tinaki, I'll be a few minutes..." Lainey took a quick glance at her blackberry and noticed the flashing indicator for fourteen messages waiting. "...better make that a half hour. Have the patient meet me in the waiting room outside of my office."
Captain Winters, the commanding officer, and co-chief of the U.S. Naval Medical Center, Annapolis had just reached her office suite, but no patient in the waiting area. "Humph. That's weird" she thought. "Oh well, I guess they haven't made it up here yet." Her arms were stressed and full-- a purse hooked on her left shoulder, a stack of files under her left arm, and a hot cup half filled with ginseng tea now clinched between her teeth, as she freed her right thumb to answer the security alert finger print scan.
"Good afternoon...Cap-tain-Lou-ise -E-laine-Win-ters" the computer voice announced before the door was set ajar.
Lainey quickly entered her frequently abandoned office before dropping a single item and retrieving the cup from her teeth, she took a swat at the door with her right hip. One peak over her desk, dropped her tow there, and decided this was the place where files go to die.
She glanced at her watch, wondering what was keeping her 2 p.m. client and decided she'd use a few minutes to reduce the hopeless clutter. She plopped in her soft leather chair, spun around once and went right to work. It had been three weeks since she had been inside the
cramped closet
and was simply astonished at the immense stack of files that littered the space. If she didn't get organized soon she'd be laying on that couch across the room. Her eyes rolled at the thing which used to look like a chaise but now more like a file overflow basket.
Lainey reached back over the desk to scribble a note on a pad 'request a clerk', when the office door slammed shut. The sound mimicking a tanker loading caused her to jump and the pencil to fall to the desk. "Oh!" she cried looking up from her note.
There stood Midshipman 1st class Jake Huard in full salute, his tan khaki shirt open, cotton white exposed, and the matching uniform pants gathered at his ankles, dick like a friendly sub and hard as bat!
"Dr. is in?" Jake asked hands clasped behind his back. "Request permission to do some serious damage ma'am?"
"I'll say!" Lainey volleyed. "Permission to carry on granted!" she said seductively and rose from her seat.
He flashed that megawatt smile giving no haste as he kicked out of his uniform pants. In one quick movement they were in each other's arms. Kissing her hungrily and ripping her service blues from her body...
He hoisted her into arms, hands cupping her ass and his mouth suckling at her neck. With one quick scoop, Jake cleared the credenza, files and papers hit the floor.
His body hovered over hers.
Tearing open her blouse exposing her perfectly round tits; nipples like fudge gumdrops, he palmed one while sucking the other. Down her stomach, he feathered light kisses all the way to the top of her triangle. There he traced the outer region with his tongue. "You smell so good" he declared.
Lainey could feel herself grow wetter at the sight of his face approaching her triangle. Jake blew warm air onto her sex, and she could feel the slight emission of his wet beginnings on her thigh as he trailed kisses back up her torso. The hot liquid dripped onto her mound. She could feel the throbbing of her clit when suddenly his strong hand made a pre-emptive strike caressing the soft curls of her pussy, delving his fingers into the folds and finding the secrets of her garden.
"Now" she cried. "No way...not yet" he moaned.
Lainey was about to explode with a gush of juices, as Jake's tongue replaced his very capable fingers and he swiped over her clit. She jerked slightly as his hands caressed her thighs which he opened wider for better access. Tasting her nectar, he slid his index finger inside; milking her more and more...she grabbed his head with her hands and cradled his face between her legs. "Ah...oh" she panted trembling frantically towards her climax. "H mm...You taste good" the midshipmen announced. In minutes "the doc cappy" began to buck wildly, squeezing her thighs against her lover's head.
Lainey slowly regained her thoughts, reaching over her head and into the top drawer she found a foil package and ripped it open. As she sat up on the desk Jake placed butterfly kisses down her legs..."I have never seen a garter more beautiful" as if it was the first time he saw it.
Jake stood waiting for Lainey to sheath his dick, but before she did, she flashed him a slight grin and buried it inside her mouth. Jake let out a whaling cry.
The heat of it set her back to ground zero. One hand stroking her pussy, and the other milking Jake, not even the clock knew how long this would go before his liquid would ooze. They didn't care! The 'hot' doc pulled back slightly exposing the slipper sickle and she tickled the underside of its head with her tongue. Jake cried "Now...baby...now!"
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Lainey ignored. Her mouth sucking and slurping, her tongue tickling the eye of the head and she buried it in her mouth, and deep throat his immense organ.
Jake couldn't take it no more. He snatched the condom up from the desk and quickly rolled it onto the head and down to the shaft. Lainey kissed and sucked the warm pouch that hung below as he covered himself with the soft greasy latex.
