by Lola Swain
However, when Zoe got home that night, she found Vicky sitting in the living room with a smile on her face and before Zoe had a chance to open her mouth and apologize, Vicky chattered on about a fantastic man she met at the reception after graduation and Zoe was able to breathe.
“Vicky, Mike sounds fantastic,” Zoe said and sat next to her friend on the living room floor. “And I’m sorry I missed your graduation, it’s that—”
“No,” Vicky said and held up her hand and took a sip of her wine, “it’s okay. I understand and it’s totally fine.”
But it really wasn’t fine for Vicky. It absolutely was not fine.
When Vicky looked out into the auditorium and didn’t see the one person she expected, she nearly passed out from the anger. She went to the reception and sat at the bar and stared at all the other nursing graduates celebrating and surrounded by their families. She knocked back several glasses of scotch and looked to her right and saw the only other guy at the bar who seemed fuckable. That man was Mike Frederick.
Mike Frederick was a telemarketer and con man with a drinking problem. But he looked good and Vicky knew she could turn him into whatever she wanted in her mind to assuage her hurt over Zoe’s slight. That Vicky spent her entire life trying to hurt her supposed friend was of no consequence to Vicky. Zoe betrayed her and for that betrayal, Vicky set in motion a plan that would get Zoe back and ultimately hit her where it hurt the most: Dr. Allen Connor. The man Vicky felt she deserved.
Vicky decided to visit Dr. Connor in his office one evening a few weeks after her graduation when Zoe was at home. She told Zoe she had a date with Mike Frederick and wore her sexiest red dress with the shoes Zoe referred to as Vicky’s “fuck me pumps.”
Dr. Connor was surprised to find Zoe’s friend sitting in his office when he returned from his rounds. He glanced over her chair as he walked into his office and saw nothing but Vicky’s big tits spilling out of the top of her brilliant red dress. Her blond hair was curled and glimmered under the lights and he tried to shake the immoral thoughts of Vicky out of his head.
“Dressed kind of fancy for a doctor’s appointment, no?” Dr. Connor said as he walked around Vicky’s chair to his desk.
“I’m meeting my boyfriend for a drink in a few hours,” Vicky said and straightened her back. “I hope you don’t mind the intrusion. I wanted to talk to you.”
Talk indeed, Dr. Connor thought as he dragged his eyes down Vicky’s body. He knew, from the first moment Zoe officially introduced him to her friend that Vicky was down to fuck whenever, wherever and with anyone she wanted. It was one of the reasons Dr. Connor avoided his girlfriend’s friend whenever possible. That kind of temptation was something Dr. Connor was loathe to avoid.
He sat down behind his desk as far away from Vicky as he could manage without falling out the window and shuffled some papers. He looked up at Vicky and she reminded him of a kitten that slurped up a whole bowl of cream.
“What can I do for you, Vicky? Is there a problem with Zoe?”
“No,” Vicky said and took a deep breath, “this has nothing to do with Zoe. I wanted to ask you…well, as you know, I recently graduated.”
Dr. Connor felt uncomfortable. He hoped that she wasn’t there to confront him about being the cause of Zoe missing her graduation.
“Look, about that—”
“No, no,” Vicky said as she shook her head, “it’s not about that. The bottom line is that I would like to work here and I was hoping you could give me some inside info. You know, a way to get my application at the top of the pile.”
Dr. Connor leaned back in his chair and folded his arms behind his head. He glanced at the couch in the corner of his office. His casting couch cradled the tight, naked bodies of many nursing graduates hoping to fuck good enough to get their applications to the top of the list.
Vicky followed Dr. Connor’s glance to the large leather sofa in the corner of his office. She shifted in her chair against the silk of her panties and felt the wetness between her legs. She tried to think of anything that did not have to do with fucking Dr. Connor. She had to control herself. It was too soon. Mike Frederick could make the ache in her pussy go away after she set the plan in motion.
“Well, Vicky, I don’t know if you know this, but Mass General is very competitive.”
“I do know this, but I graduated in the top five percent of my class and was on the Dean’s List every year for four years.”
Dr. Connor smiled. He appreciated nothing more than an ambitious woman. The women he threw a fuck into for release and conquest did not have that quality. The women who drove him wild were those who had drive.
“That is impressive. But you just graduated. You don’t have any work experience. It would be best if you started your career at a small private practice for a bit.”
“I don’t want to work at some boring office,” Vicky said and moved forward in her chair. “I want to work here. I want to work in emergency medicine. I love the adrenaline rush the ER offers. I need that rush to keep me satisfied.”
“A kindred spirit?” Dr. Connor said and smiled. “I do know what you mean. And I appreciate that, Vicky. However, if you worked under a doctor for at least a year—”
“You,” Vicky said and bit her lip. “You are a doctor. Can’t I work under you?”
Innuendo aside, there were still rules and protocol that Dr. Connor had to follow. But the stiffening of his cock always took precedence over those trivial matters. He stood from his chair and walked to his office door. He closed his door and reached into his pants to adjust his hard-on as he thought of ways to rationalize fucking his girlfriend’s best friend.
He walked to the leather couch and Vicky turned and stared at him. Dr. Connor sat down on the couch and patted the space beside him and smiled.
Vicky’s mind spun as she tried to think of a way to reject his advance without him thinking she was rejecting him. She didn’t want to say no to Dr. Connor, of course. She wanted nothing more than to straddle his hard, muscular legs and bounce up and down on top of his big, stiff cock. But she had to follow the plan. She wanted Dr. Connor forever, not for one night. It seemed to work for Zoe. Vicky knew she could make it work better.
“I’m fine here,” Vicky said and smiled.
Dr. Connor cocked his head as he stared at her and frowned.
“Yes,” he said and chuckled, “probably for the best. Well, do you have any letters of recommendation from any of your professors?”
Vicky reached into her bag and pulled out a folder.
“Right here,” Vicky said and placed the folder on his desk. “Everything you need is in that folder.”
Dr. Connor was confused as he stood from the couch and walked toward his desk. He was sure that Vicky came to see him for a fuck under the guise of needing employment advice and he was more than willing to give it to her. He was concerned that his preoccupation with Zoe was throwing his radar off. Or perhaps it was Zoe’s fault for making him wait so long to fuck her. It distracted him.
“Okay, great,” Dr. Connor said as he sat down behind his desk and ran his fingertips back and forth over the manila folder. “I’ll have a look at it a little later and talk to someone in H.R. tomorrow. How does that sound?”
“Sounds great,” Vicky said and stood. “I won’t take up any more of your time. I really, really appreciate this.”
Vicky turned and Dr. Connor watched her plump ass swing side to side as she walked toward the door. He ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head.
“You and your boyfriend should come up to the brownstone for dinner when Zoe moves in. She wants to throw a dinner party.”
Vicky stopped at the door and gripped the doorknob tight.
“What?” she said without turning to face him.
“Dinner,” Dr. Connor said and bowed his head when he realized he told Vicky something that Zoe should have told her.
“Sounds good. Thanks,” Vicky said and walked out of Dr. Connor’s office.
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br /> Vicky walked down the corridor toward the elevator and her heels snapped on the polished tiled floor. She pressed her finger into the down button on the elevator panel repeatedly as she shook her head. She threw herself inside the empty elevator car and punched herself in the stomach as she cried.
“That fucking cunt!” she said. “Fucking cunt!”
When Zoe got up the courage to tell Vicky she was moving a few days after Dr. Connor actually let the cat out of the bag, Zoe was relieved to hear that Vicky and Mike Frederick discussed moving in together. And once again, Zoe was pleased to find everything worked out perfectly. She had her perfect love and her perfect relationship with her best friend.
And that night, Zoe slept content as a person who has yet to realize everyone in her life is a fraud does.
Moving day for Zoe came a few days later. When all of her things were arranged in Dr. Connor’s home, he led her outside the front door and scooped her into his arms and carried her over the threshold.
Zoe felt a thrill that she never felt before as Allen lowered her down his body and they stared at one another in the foyer.
“We’ve waited a really long time for this. Hell, I don’t think I’ve ever waited so long,” Dr. Connor said as he stared into Zoe’s eyes.
He untied the sash on her coat and spread the lapels apart and stared down the length of her body. He smiled with the anticipation of an explorer ready to post his flag. He pushed her against the wall and pressed his body against hers.
He dragged his hands up her beautiful body and felt like a teenager who would cum in his pants as his rock hard cock strained against his boxer briefs. He was shocked at the anticipation and excitement he felt.
Pussy is pussy, was always his motto, but somehow this time, with this girl, felt different to Dr. Connor. He brushed his lips up the soft skin of Zoe’s neck and pressed them against her jugular. The cadence of her pulse reverberated throughout his body as if someone was banging on a snare drum next to him. The rhythm of his heart matched hers and he inhaled her scent as she grinded her hips back and forth against his. Zoe groaned as she dug her nails into Dr. Connor’s ass and pressed his body into hers.
“It’s time, Allen,” he heard a female voice say.
But it wasn’t Zoe’s voice.
Dr. Connor didn’t know where the voice came from, but he heard it as clear as if Zoe said the words into his ear.
It’s time, Allen.
He grabbed Zoe by her arm and spun her around. He pressed the front of her body into the wall and rubbed his cock back and forth against her firm ass. Allen buried his face into Zoe’s long, vanilla-scented hair. She smelled like a birthday cake and he wanted to devour her.
As it turns out, this is exactly what Dr. Connor did to Zoe Nicolas.
Allen fumbled with his belt as he lowered his head and pushed against Zoe’s back. She did not want the first time they made love to be a hurried experience in the hallway of her new home, but she also felt the wetness between her legs and the ache in her clit and she wanted that pain relieved. She rubbed her ass back and forth against Allen’s hands as he undid his belt and pushed his pants and boxer briefs to his thighs. Zoe reached behind her back and grabbed his thick, hard cock with both of her hands. She pumped Dr. Connor’s cock back and forth and felt the power she had over him as Allen shuddered with each stroke. He pressed his full lips against her ear and breathed heavily as she jacked his cock.
“Fuck,” he said into Zoe’s ear, “you’re going to make me cum.”
Dr. Connor backed away from Zoe’s soft hands and knelt behind her. He unzipped her glossy leather riding boots and lifted each of her pretty feet out of each boot. He tossed her shoes aside and ran his hands up her legs and under her skirt. He looked down at his cock sticking straight up from between his legs and bit his bottom lip as he stared at the pre-cum that glossed the head of his rod. Dr. Connor ran his fingernails up and down Zoe’s long, toned legs. He dragged his hands up and dug his fingertips into her firm ass. He pushed his hands between her legs and they slid on the wetness dripping from her pussy.
“You are so fucking wet,” Dr. Connor said in a thick voice as he moved his fingers toward Zoe’s pussy. “Is that for me, baby?”
Zoe looked over her shoulder and stared down at Dr. Connor. Never had she seen such a handsome man. Dr. Connor’s eyes glistened like the folds between her pussy in the soft light of the foyer. She licked her lips and smiled at him.
“Yes, it’s all for you, baby,” she said as she jutted her ass out toward his face and rested her forehead against the wall. “It is only for you.”
And he is all mine, she thought as a shiver shot up her spine as Allen rose from his knees.
Dr. Connor stepped out of his pants and unzipped Zoe’s skirt. As her wool mini-skirt fell to the floor, Dr. Connor pushed Zoe’s sweater up her back and unhooked her bra. He ran his hands around her ribcage to the front of her body and slid them under her bra. Zoe squealed as Dr. Connor pinched and twisted her ultra-sensitive nipples and massaged her large tits. Zoe put her fingers into the waistband of her thong and pushed them down her legs. Dr. Connor looked down at Zoe’s fit body and smiled.
“What an ass you have,” he said as he gave her a sharp smack across her beautiful ass.
Dr. Connor couldn’t stand it any longer. He wedged his knee between Zoe’s legs to part them. Zoe spread her legs further and arched her back as she braced her hands against the wall. Dr. Connor grabbed his throbbing cock and rubbed it back and forth against Zoe’s wet pussy lips. Her legs trembled with anticipation as Dr. Connor pressed against the opening of her pussy with the head of his cock. Their wetness mingled as he pushed in.
As he entered her, Dr. Connor couldn’t remember entering a pussy that felt so tight. Zoe gripped his cock with the muscles of her pussy as he rammed his cock into her to the root. Zoe gasped and that alone made Dr. Connor feel he would shoot his load immediately. But he forged ahead, pulling out of Zoe’s pussy to the head of his cock before he slammed back into her to the base.
Zoe felt as if Dr. Connor would split her in two. Never had she had such a wide cock and she finally experienced what Vicky spoke of when she said that some men have the perfect girth that will make a girl cum from the fucking alone. But as she neared her orgasm and her wetness flowed, Zoe met every one of Dr. Connor’s deep thrusts into her pussy as she raked her long nails down the wall of the foyer. Sweat pooled in the hollow of her neck like a birdbath as Dr. Connor dug his fingers into Zoe’s hip bones and fucked her hard.
Dr. Connor fucked Zoe as if he knew he would destroy her. And Zoe felt that she had never been fucked before Dr. Allen Connor fucked her.
Finally, with the last, best thrust, Dr. Connor slammed his cock into Zoe’s pussy and touched something deep inside that lit her up like a pinball machine. Her pussy convulsed against Dr. Connor’s cock as her legs shook and she came. She threw her head back and screamed so loud, Dr. Connor knew that his conservative neighbors, the Stanhopes, heard her as they had lunch in their kitchen. But he cared not about the Stanhopes and their judgment because as the muscles in Zoe’s pussy massaged his throbbing cock, Dr. Connor too lost all control and shot a massive load into Zoe’s hot pussy.
He rested his head against Zoe’s back and they both tried to calm their breathing as Zoe’s muscles contracted against Dr. Connor’s cock and squeezed every last drop of his cum out of him and deep within her.
“Jesus,” Allen said into Zoe’s ear, “that was the best I ever had.”
Zoe beamed with pride.
“Me too,” she said and giggled as she wiggled her ass against Dr. Connor.
They stayed knotted together for a long time until Zoe released Allen’s cock and he withdrew.
“Welcome home, baby,” Dr. Connor said as he gripped Zoe’s shoulders and spun her around to face him.
He stared into her eyes and smiled as he leaned in and kissed her. Their full lips pressed together as the tip of Dr. Connor’s tongue flicked back an
d forth against Zoe’s tongue and explored her hot mouth. He wanted nothing more than to fuck her again. He surprised himself as he usually needed a bit of a break but his cock, still wet with Zoe’s pussy juices, stiffened as they kissed.
“Well, what now?” Dr. Connor said as he and Zoe parted and he brushed a piece of her hair from her forehead.
“Now?” Zoe said as she glanced down Dr. Connor’s body and stared at his hard cock. “More.”
However, a few days later, there was something amiss.
Uneasiness crept into Zoe’s brain, the cause of which, she had yet to know. While things seemed fine with Dr. Connor, Zoe was on edge and felt as if she was an intruder in Dr. Connor’s life. What’s more, she felt as if she did not really know what was going on inside Dr. Connor’s head and this bothered her a great deal. She longed to know the man she loved and at that point, she felt that she didn’t know him at all.
“Is he hiding something?” Zoe said as she stared at her reflection in the ornate, gilded mirror hanging in the foyer.
“Imposter!” a female voice boomed through the house.
Zoe spun around and stared into the living room and shook her head.
“Hello?” she said as she wrung her hands. “Is anyone in there?”
But there was no response. She walked into the living room and looked around the empty room. Zoe ran her fingers through her hair and walked back to the mirror.
“It’s nerves,” she said as she stared at herself. “Just nerves.”
A few weeks later, Zoe threw her first dinner party at Dr. Connor’s home.
An intimate affair, the only guests invited were Vicky and Mike. Zoe used this as a practice run to prepare for the hospital big-shots and their wives she was sure Allen would expect her to entertain. She spent days planning the menu and shopping for the meal. She had to make sure everything was perfect, not for her guests of course, but to impress Allen. She knew that Allen would be observing her domestic skills with a critical eye and she had to pass his test.