THE DOCTOR'S OBSESSION

THE DOCTOR'S OBSESSION

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A doctor moves into a new house and catches sight of his beautiful neighbour. From that moment he just cannot get her out of his mind.

Summary

A doctor moves into a new house and catches sight of his beautiful neighbour. From that moment he just cannot get her out of his mind.

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Submitted: January 17, 2017

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Submitted: January 17, 2017

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THE DOCTOR’S OBSESSION

It all began the day after I had moved into my new house. A note had been put through my letter box from my next door neighbour who wanted to say hello and welcome me to the street. It was signed: Kara.

It was later that day that I had my first glance of her; she was in her back yard watering plants completely oblivious to my presence. I just watched quietly from my open bedroom window as she moved from plant pot to plant pot with a watering can. A real vision of beauty, at around 5 feet 5/7 inches tall, with a slim but very curvy body, her long dark hair was tied in a pony tail and she wore a very alluring black bikini top and denim shorts. I felt stirrings below, she was gorgeous.

It wasn't difficult to find out more about her, Mrs Meyers (the local busybody) my other next door neighbour was a sweet old lady full of fascinating local information, all it cost me was a few hours and having to put up with her two cats climbing all over me. The lady in no 22 was having an affair while her husband was at work. The two gentlemen in no 30 were homosexuals (Mrs Meyers did not approve of such things).

Then she came to the golden nugget: no 16, Kara Harland, sweet girl, her husband worked away a lot on business, spends a lot of time alone, lovely garden, she'd given Mrs Meyers plants and flowers from her garden. Mrs Meyers thought very highly of her. I thanked Mrs Meyers and left deep in thought.

That night having gone to bed early I had the most vivid dream:

I arrived home later than planned from the surgery, we'd been unusually busy.

It is a surprisingly hot evening I grabbed a cold drink then went upstairs to take a shower. Afterwards, I stood watching her from my bedroom window as she watered her plants she looked so sexy in the tight low cut black bikini top. I made my way down the stairs and out into my back yard then slid some of the loose wooden panels up allowing me to gain access to hers.

She doesn't notice me move behind her, sweat trickles down her in droplets sliding between her cleavage. I approached her from behind slide my arms around her slim body cupping her breasts in my hands as I nuzzled her neck then began to kiss it. She moaned and melted into me dropping the watering can, the water exploding everywhere! Her arms coming back over her head her fingers begin to gently stroke my hair. I slip her breasts out of the bikini top gently massaging them, my thumbs stroke her nipples making her gasp. The hard bulge in my trousers rubs against the small of her back.

My right hands moved down between her legs and starts to stroke her crotch through the thin material of her shorts, she is so wet! So very wet! My hand slides down the top of the shorts finding her waiting slit! No panties! She knows I love that. My fingers probe between her mounds brushing her hard throbbing clit. She gasps- then admonishes me for teasing her. My fingers brush her clit again and again then start to work in clockwise circles. She gasps as I stimulate her throbbing clit. 'Make me come!' she whispers, 'don't you dare stop.'

Her fingers dig into my neck for added emphasis as she stiffens against me. My other hand is squeezing her nipples gentle even pressure as she as starts to convulse. I move my hand to cover her mouth as she shudders against me her screams muffled by my hand gagging her. I don't stop working her clit as she comes over and over...

Suddenly! - I am awake! My alarm bleeps loudly. I am also aware of the huge iron bar erection now tent poling my bed covers!

Work is a blur. Patient after patient enters my surgery with their whining stories! Today I am far from my usual caring doctor self. I'm actually irritated by these people. I take an early lunch, which is unusual for me but I am so distracted. That dream has unsettled me, it was so vivid and the after effects were more than self evident! My thoughts were interrupted by the beeping of my cell phone. It's Barbara my long time girl friend calling to ask how the move went and when she could pop by to see the new house? It was 7pm when she appeared. It was good to see her having not done so for over a month, work and the pressures of moving had got in the way.

The truth however, was, as fond as I was of Barbara, I didn't feel as strongly about her as she obviously did about me. I enjoyed her company, she was a very lovely woman and sex was good but — she had made it clear that she wanted much more. Settle down, have children the whole 9 yards — something that I have never wanted; I was just too much of a coward to tell her.

She brought me a house warming gift a rather fine bottle of red wine (Chianti) my favourite, which we consumed before making love.

Barbara was a fine figure of a woman, short blonde hair, very slim almost six feet tall with small pert breasts and until this moment I had always been excited by her.

But tonight — all I could think about was Kara.

Barbara left early the next morning, she said she had an early start at work — but that wasn't it at all. She had raised the subject of our future together and to be honest, I had not been very positive. In fact I'd been completely indifferent, she then pressed me asking if anything was wrong? I told her I was just tired from the move. She wasn't sold on that I could tell. I should have been honest with her, I really should have. I mentally kicked myself for being such a coward and for being so disrespectful to Barbara, she deserved much better.

The weekend came, I had loads of paper work to wade through and there was still some unpacking to do, but just couldn't focus. I was still kicking myself for the way I'd treated Barbara; plus I still couldn't get Kara out of my mind. I lay on my sofa sipping some of the wine Barbara brought me. Then went upstairs for a shower as I dried off in my bedroom I glanced out of the side of the blind into the garden next door and there she was — lounging on a recliner in a very sexy two piece bikini sipping a cold drink and reading a book. I felt myself throb at seeing her. How long I stood watching I have no idea I just couldn't take my eyes off her. The bikini was an aqua marine colour, something that I found incredibly sexy, the top enhanced her cleavage, despite her size and build she was very generously proportioned in the breast department. The panties were skimpy with ties at the hips, I would have given anything to be able to untie them!

I felt the throbbing in my trousers. I don't know how long I stood watching, time lost all meaning. I was suddenly brought back by the shrill of my phone — it was Barbara.

I suppose it had to happen. I'd not been very attentive to her, nor did I feel the same way about her as she did about me. The phone call was one of those “let's talk” types. I had been in no mood for it and then she asked — “the question” – “Did we have a future together?” What could I say to being caught on the hoof like that? I'd been avoiding it for too long so — I told her the truth, my hand had been forced and to be honest — it was a relief.

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So focused was I in writing up patient notes I never heard the door open "Good evening doctor," came a female voice I looked up straight into Kara's smiling face. "Good evening Mrs Harland," I replied. "What can I do for you?" As I speak I am taking in her curvaceous form, she is wearing a dark sleeveless turtle neck sweater that clings to her generous curves, cherry like nipples poke through the thin material (she is bra less!) together with the short dark skirt and black just below the knee boots; her long hair is down and loose. I feel the throbs in my trousers!

"I'm sorry for the late appointment doctor but I have been feeling really unwell, I have the very worst chest pains."

"Then we'd better have a look. Would you get on the examination couch please."

I watch as she climbs up and sits on the couch.

So where exactly are these pains?”

She smiles takes one of my hand and places it on her right breast, it feels very firm, a soft warms emanates through the thin material of her sweater.

Right there doctor,” she purrs, then takes my other hand and places it on her left breast. “And there too, the pain is like a dull ache that just won’t stop.” Her voice is a sexy whisper.

Gently squeezing the firm mounds she gasps.

Perhaps it would help if I could examine them.” I whisper feeling my erection throb within my trousers. Without a word she crosses her arms in front and slowly lifts the sweater off over her head revealing her gorgeous firm mounds. Then without a word her skirt was slipped off too leaving her in only a g string tied at the hips and her black boots. She smiles then gently brought her legs up before laying back on the couch…

'Doctor' I sit up with a start! Torn away from my day dream by a female voice – Kara stands in front of me apologising for the lateness of the appointment but she needs to see a doctor. She is wearing a gorgeous blue wrap around dress that hugs her gorgeous curves and black below the knee boots; It takes a superhuman effort to keep from acting like a nervous love struck school boy around her. I examine her and am unable to stop myself from becoming extremely hard; I only hope she didn’t notice! The ten minutes she sent in my office seemed like an eternity, yet when she left I found myself wishing she had stayed, the day dream of her on my examination couch still very vivid in my mind.

The following evening is a very warm I have been in from the surgery barely fifteen minutes, hot and sticky I am about to run a shower when there is a knock at the door.

To my surprise (and delight) it is Kara standing there in the same black bikini top and shorts she’d worn in the garden the first time I’d seen her in her back yard. In her hand she holds a bottle of my favourite Merlot a welcome to the street present.

I invite her in and after a few glasses of wine she is soon telling me about her marriage — or lack there of and of the countless days on her own. ‘It’s been driving me mad, living the life of a nun, he’s never home and when he is he can’t wait to be gone again!’

I sympathised as best I could, not knowing quite what to say. But it is clear what she wants. She sits quite close, I felt the swelling begin, with her proximity there is a soft scent of the most exquisite perfume. Her eyes glance down to my trousers then back locking her eyes with mine, there is a knowing smile. She leans forward whispering as if we are conspiring.

‘I know you’ve been watching me.’ I freeze at her directness, unable to speak. ‘I know you’ve tried to be discreet, but I’ve seen you watching me, felt your eyes all over my body. It’s been so long since a man has shown such interest in me, it – it made me feel so very sexy.’

For a moment I think I am in one of my day dreams, but NO this is very, very real!

‘At first I told myself it was nothing, but I kept noticing and feeling your eyes upon me. Then the other day – I almost ran from your office when I saw it was you. But you were so professional and cool about it – until I noticed the erection in your trousers!’ She giggled seeing my discomfort, 'I know you tried your best to hide it, it was then I knew for sure.'

Without conscious thought I lean forward and gently kiss her, I catch the mixed scent of red wine, perfume and something else – something very feminine. Before I know we are making love on my couch her bra lay discarded on the floor along with her shorts.

She rides me impaled upon my iron rod deep within her, her hips, indeed her whole body is writhing on top of me almost frantic her head is thrown back our hands grasping fingers locked as she works herself to a mind blowing orgasm – taking me with her!

 

The End

 

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