Doctor, Doctor (Menage MMF BBW Romance)

by Ava May

  “I think that you are trying to help me, and that they are acting like a bunch of high school girls,” I replied.

  Dr. Shaffer let out a loud laugh, “It sounds to me like you are right. If I tell you something do you promise not to tell anyone, Ivy?”

  What was I going to say, no? “Of course,” I replied.

  “I do favor you,” Doctor Shaffer said, getting up from his desk and walking over to me. I looked up at him and he took me by the hand. “I think you are an amazing young woman and I think that the two of us can help each other out.”

  “What do you mean?” I asked, standing up and looking at him, confused.

  “I can give you great recommendations. I can help you find a permanent job when you get out of college. And I am sure that you can help me,” he said with a smile.

  “I am not sure I understand,” I said to him. I had no idea what he was talking about. I truly was an innocent young girl, and looking back on it, I feel as if I had to be the most stupid person on the planet.

  “You think about how you can help me out tonight. You have my home number so call me tomorrow when you figure it out and we can meet at my house,” he said casually.

  I left his office and went to gather my things. I was glad that my shift was over and I was glad that the weekend was starting. I could not believe that those nurses had went to him and told him that they had a problem with me. I could not believe that he said he was going to help me find a job once I finished school.

  I was angry and excited at the same time. I was going to meet my best friend Valarie for dinner that night. I could not wait to vent all of my frustrations, as well as tell her how lucky I was to be working for Dr. Shaffer.

  I drove home, showered, and got ready for dinner. I wore a white shirt that fitted tight and hugged my curves. It had a lace back and was very feminine, but not too revealing. I also wore a cute black skirt that Valarie had bought for me. It was much shorter than what I was used to, but I wanted her to know that I appreciated it. I did my makeup and hair. I slipped on a pair of black flats, grabbed my bag, and headed out the door.

  I met Valarie at a local bar and restaurant that we loved to visit. It was the kind of place that the partiers did not go to, and although I was too young to drink, I loved the food and I loved the environment. I used to enjoy sitting at a table with Valarie, drinking our virgin drinks and pretending like we were rich.

  We walked in together and found a seat. Our waitress took our order, and it was all I could do not to spill my guts to her while I was trying to order. As soon as the waitress walked away, I started telling her all about my day.

  “So Dr. Shaffer called me into his office to tell me that the other nurses were complaining about me,” I started.

  “Oh my god, those bitches. Really, what is their problem with you?” Valarie was just as upset as I was.

  “I told Dr. Shaffer that they were acting like juveniles and he laughed. But then he told me that he wanted to help me with a great reference and that he would help me to find a job after I finished school,” I told her, excited.

  “Really?” she exclaimed. “That is amazing. I guess those bitches won’t like that, will they?”

  “But there was something weird,” I continued. “He told me that he could help me but that I needed to help him as well. When I asked him what he meant he said to think about it overnight and give him a call in the morning. That we could meet at his house.”

  I thought Valarie’s eyes were going to pop out of her head and her mouth almost hit the floor. Our waitress walked up with our food and we were silent as she refilled our drinks.

  “Girl, do you have any idea what he is talking about?” she said.

  “I told you, I don’t know. What could I do that would help him?” I asked her.

  Valarie almost choked on her soda. “You really are naïve, aren’t you?” she asked me, “He wants you to sleep with him!”

  I laughed at her. “You are wrong.” I could not stop laughing. How could she think that a man like Dr. Shaffer would want to sleep with someone like me? The thought of it sent chills down my spine and I could feel wetness between my thighs.

  “Yeah,” Valarie said smiling. “You call him tomorrow and ask him. I am sure he is going to tell you that is not what he wants.” She started to laugh at me.

  I looked down at my food. I felt like she was making fun of me, just like the nurses at work. “Ah, Ivy,” Valarie said. “Don’t get upset. You know I love you, and I say if it is going to ensure your future, girl, go for it!”

  “You would,” I said, and both of us laughed. We both knew that Valarie had been with plenty of men, and if she was going to benefit from it, she would sleep with anyone. I wouldn’t though; I would think that’s wrong. Plus, I had only had sex once and it was terrible. But Dr. Shaffer was something else. I was so attracted to him and he looked like he would give me a good time in bed. If sex was really want he wanted, I wouldn’t mind finding out what he could do just for the sake of my lust, not even for career advancement.

  I enjoyed my evening with Valarie and headed home. I could not get the thought of having sex with Dr. Shaffer out of my head. No matter what I did I could not deny that I was turned on. A man like him wanting me. The wetness between my thighs continued to get worse, and when I finally got home, I was more than happy to get in the shower.

  I thought about what I would say to Dr. Shaffer when I called him in the morning. I thought about what it would feel like to have his hands on my body, to taste his lips. I wondered what he looked like naked. I knew he worked out a lot; even though he was almost forty years old, he looked like he was in his late twenties. He was very muscular and extremely attractive.

  The more I thought about the next day, the more I dreaded it, but I also became more and more excited. I dried off and dressed for bed. It was turning out to be a very interesting weekend. I walked into my living room and turned on a movie. I needed something scary to take my mind off of the tingling I could not get rid of. I had to get my mind off of Dr. Shaffer. I ended up falling asleep on the couch.

  When I awoke the next morning, it was still dark out. I made my coffee and got dressed. I wore a flowing maxi dress that showed off my curves as well as my cleavage. If Dr. Shaffer wanted to see me, I wanted to look good. Once the sun had come up, I picked up my cell phone and called him.

  “Hello.”

  “Um, Dr. Shaffer… it’s Ivy. You told me to call you,” I stammered.

  “Well, aren’t you up early?” he laughed. “So have you thought about my offer?”

  “Yes, sir,” I replied. “I will do whatever I can to help you. Whatever you need.”

  “Hmmm, whatever I need…” he replied. “Why don’t you give me about 30 minutes and come over? We can talk more here.”

  “Okay,” I said, hanging up the phone. I was shaking while I stood in my living room, not really sure what I should expect. I hoped that Valarie was wrong but something in my gut told me that she was right.

  I busied myself doing a few chores around the house and then headed off to Dr. Shaffer’s. The drive seemed like it took forever and when I finally got there, my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest.

  I parked my car and stepped out of it. Looking up at Dr. Shaffer’s house, I stood in amazement. It was a huge house, the kind that I had only seen in movies. There was a fountain in the front yard that looked like the statue of David. The bushes were all trimmed nicely and flowers were planted around the house. There was a wraparound porch, and as I walked up the stairs, I realized that Dr. Shaffer was standing in the doorway, looking at me.

  He was smiling and stepped out of the way so that I could go inside. The inside of the house was just as impressive as the outside. The walls were covered with beautiful artwork. I turned and looked at the doctor.

  “Come,” he said. “Join me in the sitting room.”

  I followed him as he walked into the next room. It was decorated perfectly. I realized that ei
ther the doctor had an amazing sense of style or he had paid a designer a lot of money to decorate this house.

  I sat down on the sofa and Dr. Shaffer sat beside me. He poured two drinks which he had sitting on the table in front of the sofa and handed one to me.

  “I’m, um, I’m not old enough,” I said looking at him.

  “I won’t tell anybody if you don’t,” he said, laughing, and took a drink.

  I sipped the drink he had given me and it tasted bitter. I made a face and he smiled at me.

  “So I guess we should get right down to business, huh?” he said, turning his body toward me.

  “I suppose so,” I replied. I still was not sure what he meant.

  “Look, the fact is that none of the nurses want you working in my office and I can’t have that type of conflict there. I do want to help you, but I’m hoping you could help me back and do something for me in return.”

  “I understand,” I said, trying to hide my anger. I could not believe that they would go as far as trying to cost me my job.

  “Do you really understand?” Dr. Shaffer asked me. “I am lonely, Ivy. I have been lonely for so long.”

  He scooted closer to me and I took a bigger gulp of my drink. Valarie was right. How had I not known what he wanted? I thought about walking out of that house right then and reporting him to the police as well as the medical board, but who would believe me? All he would have to say was that I was lying and looking to get money. But I also didn’t want to give up this chance to experience what Dr. Shaffer had to offer. I had to make sure he understood that I wasn’t going to ruin my integrity for a job.

  “Yes, Dr. Shaffer, I understand what you are saying,” I said to him. “But I also want you to understand that I am not agreeing to this to keep my job. If you’re going to write me a letter of recommendation, I want it to be because I did a good job, not because of what I did for you tonight.”

  Dr. Shaffer looked surprised at first, but smiled. He stood up and grabbed my hand, “Good. I’m glad we have an understanding,” he said to me. He pulled me up to him and towered over me. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, slamming his lips down on my own.

  It was not what I was expecting, for him to move so quickly, but I did enjoy it. He thrust his tongue into my mouth roughly and pulled me even closer. I could feel his quickly growing cock against the bottom of my stomach. I could not believe how quickly he was becoming turned on.

  He pulled his head back. “I have been waiting for this since the first day you started working in my office,” he said in a whisper.

  I could not believe what he was saying and I could not believe what we were doing. He wasted no time and removed my dress. He reached behind me and quickly unclasped my bra, my breasts bouncing as he yanked it off. I was suddenly amazed at how our skin contrasted each other’s. Mine was dark brown and although he was tan, pressed against me he looked as white as snow.

  Dr. Shaffer took one of my breasts in his hand and began to rub my already rock-hard nipple. I could not help but feel turned on. He was such an attractive man and his touch was strong but gentle at the same time.

  I let out a small moan and could tell that it only encouraged him. I stood in front of him in nothing more than a pink lacy thong. His house was cool and the air made my nipples even harder. Dr. Shaffer wrapped both of his arms around me, grabbing my ass with his hands. He pulled me against his cock hard and my heart began to race.

  He began kissing my neck and squeezing my ass, he slid his hand between my ass cheeks and reached my pussy hole.

  “You’re so wet,” he moaned out.

  I had no idea what to say. I had only done this one time and it was with a boy my own age. He did not pay attention to my body like Dr. Shaffer did. I was glad that I was going to have sex with an older man. I knew that he would know how to please me much more than the boys my own age.

  I could feel Dr. Shaffer rubbing his finger against my hole and tugging at my thong. I felt him slide his other hand down the front of my body and into my panties. He rubbed his hand down my pussy, then pressed one finger into my slit and slid it up to my clit.

  I felt as if my knees were going to give out on me. My legs began to shake and I flung my arms around his neck to steady myself. He continued to tease my hole and flick at my clit, and within just a few minutes, I was already ready to cum. I moaned in pleasure, clawing at his back. My muscles tightened and I no longer had any control over my body. I let out a deep moan as I began to cum, I could feel my juices dripping down my thigh, and I had never felt that much pleasure in my life.

  When I had begun to relax again, I let go of his neck and he pulled both of his hands from my panties. Dr. Shaffer looked down at me and smiled. He planted another kiss on my lips and bent down. He slowly removed my thong. When he had them down and exposed my pussy, he just sat, looking at it like it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

  My juices were still dripping down my thigh and I saw him move closer to my thigh. He slipped his tongue out of his mouth and licked the juices from my leg moving up my thigh. His hands were on my hips, squeezing them gently.

  When his mouth reached the top of my thigh he looked up at me and smiled. He slid his hand between my thighs and began to spread my pussy lips apart, exposing the pink flesh under my dark lips.

  He lifted his head and gently flicked my nub with his tongue. Shivers went through my body as every part of me became even more sensitive. He flicked my nub with his tongue again, sliding his finger down my slit and to my opening. He pushed one finger in and began licking my nub repeatedly.

  “Dr. Shaffer,” I moaned. It was all I could do to continue to stand. He lifted his head and looked up at me as he thrust his finger in and out of my opening.

  “Lie down,” he said.

  I gently moved back to the couch behind me, his finger still inside of my body, and laid myself down on the couch. Dr. Shaffer pushed my legs far apart and sat back, looking at my pussy as he slowly slid his finger in and out of my body. With his other hand he began removing his pants. Once he had them off he tugged on his boxers. His cock sprang up as if it had been released from a cage.

  He gently removed his finger from my pussy and tore his shirt off. I lay there, staring at his naked body. It was everything that I had imagined it would be. He was cut, each of his muscles clearly defined. I could tell that he worked hard on his body and it made me feel a little insecure about mine.

  I placed my hands over my stomach and closed my legs. Dr. Shaffer looked up at me, “Don’t hide your body from me,” he said. He took my arms and moved them away from my stomach, and then he pushed my legs apart.

  “I think you are beautiful.”

  I had never thought of myself as beautiful before, I did not have any issues with my body and always considered myself healthy, but beautiful that was not a word I would use to describe myself. I looked up at Dr. Shaffer and smiled.

  He looked down at my wet pussy and licked his lips. He positioned himself between my legs and began flicking my nub with his tongue once again. This time, I did not have to worry about standing up. I was able to relax and enjoy all that he was doing to me.

  I felt two fingers at my entrance and he gently began pushing them inside of me as he began sucking on my clit. A moan escaped my lips.

  Dr. Shaffer reached down to his throbbing cock with his other hand and began rubbing it hard. I could see the clear liquid gathering on the tip of it to the point of dripping.

  “I want to suck it,” I said to him.

  Dr. Shaffer looked up, surprised that I was so forward with my request. I had never tasted a man’s cock before and seeing the way he was rubbing it made me want it in my mouth more than I had ever imagined.

  Dr. Shaffer did not hesitate. He quickly stood up and placed his cock at my mouth. Rubbing the tip of it over my lips, covering them with the fluid that was escaping. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in. It did not taste the way that I had expected. It was not salt
y at all and I enjoyed having it in my mouth. Dr. Shaffer slid his hand into my hair and began rocking his hips back and forth. The thought of him fucking my mouth made me that much wetter.

  He reached over with his other hand, pushing my legs far apart, allowing him to have full view of my dripping pussy. Gently, he slid his hand up and down my slit, bumping my clit each time. I moaned as I sucked his hard cock. This made him pump that much faster.

  Soon, Dr. Shaffer bent down and began licking my clit as he fucked my mouth. I felt his fingers slide into me again and he pumped them in and out of me. I could barely breathe while I sucked his cock but I did not want to stop.

  I could not help myself. I began moving my hips, rubbing my clit hard against his tongue and pushing his fingers deep inside of me. I could not take anymore and soon I could feel my pussy walls tightening against his fingers as he thrust them in and out of me.

  I pulled my head back, quickly releasing his cock from my mouth, but he did not stop. My back bowed, and with one more thrust, my pussy juices were flowing over his hand.

  Dr. Shaffer kissed my pussy as if he was in love with it, slid his fingers out of me, and stood up.

  “Get on your knees,” he said to me.

  I slid off of the couch and sat on my knees in front of him. He gently smacked my lips with the head of his cock. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. I wanted to fit as much of that cock in my mouth as I could. He rubbed the tip of his cock on my tongue before he pushed it into my mouth.

  I slid my tongue as far down his shaft as I could and he pushed his cock far into my mouth. I could feel him in the back of my throat. He had both of his hands in my hair, gripping it tight.

  His hips began to rock back and forth, causing his cock to slide in and out of my mouth. He held my head in place and began pounding harder and harder into my mouth. I had never had a man use my body in such a way. I was not sure if I should enjoy it or if I should be upset about it.

  I decided that since it was going to benefit my future and he had already gotten me off twice, I was not going to worry about it. He was enjoying himself and that was what I had agreed to, wasn’t it?