Celeste managed the pharmacy of a large veterinary hospital. She felt fortunate to have her position coming from such a broken past. She often felt that she did not truly belong amongst the renowned professionals that she worked with on a day-to-day basis despite her efforts.
Enter Dr. Grayson Witt. He was a legend in his field. Well-dressed. Highly educated. Credentialed. Studious. Respected. Courteous. Eloquent. Knowledgeable. A total gentleman. Definitely older. Did I mention a doctor?
There was an element of uptightness about him that made Celeste daydream. She imagined that any woman that he might have been with only tolerated him for what he could offer socially and never provoked or encouraged his passion. He seemed like a caged animal waiting for someone to open the door. He smelled delicious. His smile although innocent melted her.
There was an office to the left of the pharmacy for doctors to use to contact clients, research, or study. It was dark due to blinds being lowered, filled with books and quiet. Celeste imagined walking in when Dr. Witt was in the office and closing the door behind her.
The very few conversations that they had previously in no way gave her any indication that he would be interested in her but she was consumed. She desperately wanted to be the one to awaken his suppressed soul. She imagined he would be the most incredible fuck of her life. There was such an intense attraction that she was not sure that she could trust herself.
All that she wanted to do after closing that door behind her was to walk confidently and boldly toward him. Push the desk chair that he was sitting in away from the desk while he was still engaged in professional conversation, quietly remove his glasses and begin kissing him deeply, passionately and unleashed.