The doctor’s office is near Adam’s in the financial district of the downtown core. On my way I can see the very tall glass office building with Laurier & Stone’s logo at the top of it. It’s quite impressive actually. I enter the medical building that is attached to a business center with a shopping mall on the lower level. You can tell rush hour has started by the slews of people making their way to the train and walking through the concourse. My appointment is with Dr. Hayes. I check in at the reception desk and take a seat to wait for my turn to see the doctor. A nurse comes out just past 4 apologizing for the brief delay and takes me into an exam room. She asks me to undress and put on a paper robe with the opening at the back and to sit on the examination table. The room is beige with a window and the blinds are drawn just letting through a little light. There is a small desk with a computer on it. I gather the doctor will put in his or her notes once we are finished. There is a knock at the door. “Come in,” I say. I am happy to see a female doctor. I have nothing against male doctors, but given the reason I am here it’s just easier being with another woman.
“Hi Violet, my name is Dr. Hayes. You’re a referral from Adam Stone, right? It’s nice to meet you.” She smiles.
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you too, and thanks for squeezing me in today.”
“I just have a few questions before we start the examination. Please confirm you just turned twenty-three and that your birth date is April 25.” I nod yes.
“Any health conditions or family history I should be aware of?”
“My mother passed away of lung cancer, she was a former smoker. Some high blood pressure on my mother’s side as well.” Feeling a little shy, I also tell her I am a virgin. She looks up at me and smiles warmly. She then asks me to lie down on the examination table. She checks my throat with her hands then does a breast exam, followed by a few taps around my abdomen. She tells me she’s going to do an internal and not to worry, as it will not interfere with my virginity. I try to relax and look up at the ceiling. She is so quick it’s done in less than a minute and a half. Thank goodness for that. She checks my blood pressure and, when I sit up, checks my heart and breathing.
She leaves the room briefly while I get dressed and then re-enters. “You seem very healthy to me, Violet. Your blood pressure is excellent and you heart is strong. I’m going to send you for blood work.”
“Thank you. And birth control?” I ask.
“Oh yes, I am going to recommend a low dose which will have fewer side effects. If you start spotting between cycles, let me know as you may need a stronger one.” She tells me to use other precautions for the next three weeks and gives me a six-month prescription and two free samples.
“One more thing Violet, Mr. Stone wanted me to confirm to you that he is in good health too. His annual physical and blood work were excellent. He definitely takes care of himself.”
Yes, I’ve noticed that great body, my inside voice says. I reply, “Oh, thank you.” I’m directed down the hall to the lab for blood work. While I wait, I wonder how many women has he been with? Finally my legal and medical tasks are complete and I’m free to think about my dinner with Ann and Sarah. Happier thoughts prevail.
When I get home, I log in to do a quick check on email. All seems well, so I text Ann to confirm where we’re meeting. She sends a text back instantly apologizing for not having let me know sooner. We’re dining at a steakhouse where both tourists and locals alike go. The food is always reliable and good. I haven’t been there in ages and look forward to dinner as my tummy grumbles.
I wash my face, put on some fresh makeup and run the brush and blow dryer through my hair. I decide to wear jeans, a white shirt, flats, and a blazer. I look in the mirror and like the reflection better now than I did before. I really do look and feel better since March and I am much happier. I pick up my purse and head out. There are still lots of transit riders heading home from work. I am looking forward to a good catch up session with my two friends, a nice steak, and a bottle of wine. Who wouldn’t be happy about that? I wonder what Adam is doing now. It must be almost midnight over there.
Ann and Sarah are waiting in the foyer of the once mansion, now restaurant. We embrace each other and smile. The hostess takes us to a table on the main floor. It must’ve been a receiving room back in the day. We sit down and order a bottle of red wine.
“Sarah, it’s so nice to see you,” I tell her. “How are things out west?”
She is clearly happy and looks very well. “Things are great and I don’t miss the winters here either. I love it there and am moving in with my girlfriend Rachel next month.” Sarah came out as a lesbian fairly recently. It was less than two years ago when she told us.
“That’s exciting. How long have you be going out? “
“About four months. She is really great. We found a place closer to work for both of us. It’s going to be great.” She tells us that Rachel is an architect who has just started with a new firm. Ann chides in about how she enjoys living with Ted and tells us a few cute stories that make us smile and laugh. Ann looks over at me wondering when I’m going to spill about Adam. I can tell by way she keeps eyeballing me. We place our order and it’s simple, we are all having filet steaks and baked potatoes. Ann can’t help herself and asks, “Vee, how’s Adam doing?”
“He’s in London right now and I’ll see him again on Wednesday.”
Sarah jumps on the bandwagon. “Is Adam your boyfriend? What does he do and why is he in London?
“He’s a lawyer, corporate law, and is traveling for work.”
Ann adds to this. “Well actually he is the senior partner at Laurier and Stone; his name is Adam Stone.”
Sarah says, “Wow. He’s a partner? That’s pretty impressive. How old is he?” I nod yes feeling a little embarrassed and I don’t really know why. Internally, I conclude that both Adam and I are very much alike when it comes to our privacy so I don’t want to over blow this. He is a lawyer that’s good enough.
I feel compelled to let her know that we are still very new. “It’s still early days. We have only dated a couple of times. I think late twenties.”
Sarah continues. “He sounds like a catch. How much do you like him?”
“I’m crazy about him. He pretty much consumes most of my thoughts every day since I met him back in March. We met when our firms were working together on a merger. Long story short, I bumped into him by accident and then that same day met him again at a meeting. I was mortified at first because of the incident, but it all seems to have worked itself out.”
Sarah is very happy for me and wishes me well. We reminisce about some of the funny things we did when we were all at university together. We’re feeling happy and light, the wine helps with that. My phone rings. I take it out of my purse and it’s the unknown number. I look up at them. “I have to take this, I’ll be right back.” Standing up I realize the wine has me just a little light-headed. Walking towards the restaurant entrance I answer the phone.
“Hi, it’s Adam. How are you?” His voice sounds dreamy to me.
“How are you? It must be very late there. Almost 1:30 in the morning?”
“Yes, I’ve just finished some key notes in preparation for my last meeting tomorrow before I fly home. Where are you? I can hear background music? You better not be out partying on a Monday night without me.” He did warn me he was a control freak.
“I am having dinner with Ann and a friend who is visiting for a couple days from out west. We go way back.”
“Oh, okay. Is it a female friend?”
“Yes, a female lesbian friend to be honest. Why?”
“I was just curious. Does she know about me?”
“Yes, Ann made sure of that.” He laughs.
“She is your number one cheerleader. Anyway, I should be home around 8:30 your time tomorrow. I’ll call you when I’m in the car on my way home.”
“Okay, I can’t wait to see you.”
“Me too, but unfortunately it won’t be until Wednesday.”
“I know. Get some rest and I really look forward to seeing you the day after next. I miss you like crazy.”
“I miss you too. Bye for now Babe.” He hangs up. I feel as though he is a little annoyed that I’m out tonight, but maybe I read that wrong. Anyway, it will be wonderful to see him very soon. Walking back to the table I can see my two friends engaged in deep conversation. I slip back into my seat and listen. They’re talking about plans for the summer.
Ann looks at me. “I was telling Sarah how we were talking about having the gang spend a weekend at the cottage this summer?”
“I think that sounds great. Let me know what dates you settle on.” We finish eating and pay our bill.
It’s late when we all walk to the train station together. We are taking trains in different directions so we hug and say goodbye on the platform. Ann promises to email us possible dates. Within 20 minutes I’m at my front door thinking about bed, and of course Adam. I open my laptop and work for another hour. I need to relax and decide time with Gia and the prince will help me. I lay on my back looking at the ceiling while my hand moves downward.
The prince can be very creative in the ways he commands me to meet his desires. Today my body has been freshly groomed to perfection and I am lying on a low table beside the prince’s private bath. The bath is the size of a mid-size pool befitting of someone of his stature. I lay still as the servant finishes getting me ready. The servant steps back and bows her head to me before she leaves the room. I wait patiently. It’s not long before I hear footsteps. I look to my right and see him. His eyes look greedily over me and then he grins at me mischievously. His beautiful body steps into the bath. There are no bath attendants today; it’s just me and him.
He sits in the bath next to where I lay and runs his eyes up and down my body. I turn my face upward and lay still until he tells me what he wants me to do next. My purpose is to please him. He says, “Gia, you are a vision of loveliness. I hunger for you always.” Still looking up at the ceiling I smile to acknowledge I heard him. He continues. “What do we have here?” He carefully looks over me. My naked body is covered in the delights he enjoys. There are grapes cascading over each of my breasts. On my midriff there is an assortment of berries and figs, and circled around my navel is a small pool of honey for him to dip the delights into. He reaches for one of the berries and circles it around in the honey very slowly. I must remain still, even though I am starting to feel aroused. He pops it into his mouth and then reaches for some grapes. His hand lingers over my breasts before he actually plucks a grape to eat. I am getting more aroused and can feel myself getting moist. He runs a finger up the outside of my thigh as he eats. It tingles and fills me with hunger now, but not for food. It takes all my control not to move or moan. I remember, I am here to please him and must wait for his next command.
He moves his fingers along my other thigh and then picks up a fig and slides it down my belly into the honey and then into his mouth. I am getting more aroused, even hearing him slowly chew, savoring the flavor, is turning me on. I can’t tell if he is erect or not, as my eyes are still facing up. He takes a berry and runs it across my lips, I open my mouth to take it and he pulls it away from me. He teases me a few more times and then finally gives in and pops it in my mouth. The berry is juicy and sweet when I bite down on it. He takes another fig and, instead of dipping it in the honey, he slowly puts it down there, between my legs. He moves it up and down a few times covering the fig in my essence. When he runs it over my clitoris I almost move, but catch myself. He slides the fig up and down two more times and then pops it into his mouth. He whispers in my ear, “That is best thing I have tasted all day.” A feeling of desire runs through me and I almost move again, but manage to catch myself. He senses my desires and his are aflame too.
With one hand he sweeps the remaining food from my body and turns me around so that my legs are now dangling in the bath. He pulls me up into a seated position and I immediately bow my head in respect. Even in this position he is still taller than me. He lifts my head upward and kisses me, long and hard. His hands roam over my breasts and then down to between my thighs. He smiles as his finger touches my moistness. Suddenly, he pushes me back so that I’m lying down again. He spreads my thighs and says, “Look at me, my beautiful Gia.” I lift my head slightly so I can see his eyes. We look into each other’s eyes for a minute and then he says, “I am most hungry for this.” In a matter of seconds, his head is buried in me. The first lick makes me moan. He is my master and therefore masterfully flicks his tongue around and around so many times I can’t count. My hips rise; this feels so good. He pushes his face harder into me, which only enhances my pleasure. I am here to pleasure him, yet he is pleasuring me.
He licks and then sucks gently. He is an expert and very hungry. I am getting close so I look up at the ceiling as a means of distraction, which I realize is not very effective. I can feel rising swells inside of me. He rolls his tongue around and around. I moan; I can’t help it. He gently moves his tongue downward and then up again, at least ten times. Oh this feels so good. Watching his head move up and down between my legs is extremely arousing to me. He slowly moves higher up and begins circling his tongue around and around again. He must sense my angst and doesn’t want to change pleasure into pain. “Come Gia, come for me.” A few more well placed licks and gentle sucks and I explode. My body writhes under the pressure of his head. It’s utterly amazing. I moan out loud, so loud that it echoes through the large bath chamber. Now I lay still in the aftermath as I watch his head lift up and catch a glimpse of his glistening face covered in my essence.
As I release I cry out, “Oh, Oh, Adam!”
Chapter 10
I am a little later than normal having pressed the snooze button a couple of times. I slept very well last night, and grin to myself. I just have enough time to take a quick shower and get ready for work. It’s Tuesday morning and only one more day to get through before I see Adam. I have a full day planned tomorrow, which includes leaving work early for a hair appointment, manicure, and pedicure. Today I am going to stay focused and try to stop counting the hours to tomorrow. I really have been behaving like a schoolgirl with a crush. The burning sensations that run through me when I think of Adam are frequent and interfere with my concentration at the best of times. I gather this is all part of the dating ritual and the chemistry between us makes it that much harder. It can’t just be me - surely other women go through the same thing. I can’t wait to be near him, to touch him, and of course to kiss him.
Thankfully my morning has flown by and I don’t think I will hear from Adam now. He should be in the air on his way home. Before I know it, it’s 5 already. I tuck my head into Paul’s office to make sure he doesn’t need anything. He smiles that wonderful warm smile of his and says, “Nope, all good here. Have a great evening.” I smile back and wish him the same. I head for the train station for home. I’m planning an early night so that I can linger in the shower tomorrow morning.
I have been watching the clock since 7:30 as Adam said he would call closer to 8:30. There is only so much tea I can drink. To help pass the time, I am watching a program on ancient museums and their secrets. I wonder what Adam watches on TV? My phone is ringing. Crap, where is my purse? In my bedroom of course, and I miss the call. It’s Adam. I call him right back.
“Hi Adam.”
“I just tried to call you,” he says. He sounds tired and grumpy.
“Yes, sorry, I couldn’t find my phone. I called you right back though as I’ve been looking forward to hearing from you all day. I miss you. Welcome home, are you in the car?” He sighs and his tone softens.
“Yes. I miss you too Babe, how was your day?”
“Not as crazy as yours I’m sure. I was in the office all day today, updating some contracts I had reviewed that have n
ow been approved for finalizing.”
“Oh yes, I remember those. Some of them were so long it made my eyes hurt.” I’m surprised as I can’t imagine him doing grunt work like that.
“Are you almost home?”
“Yes, not too far. If I wasn’t so tired and didn’t have an early start tomorrow I would’ve stopped by to see you.”
“And I would have liked that very much.”
“Me too. Listen the opening is at 7 tomorrow with speeches around 8. Let’s try and get out of there no later than 9, okay?”
“Sure, you’re calling the shots tomorrow Adam.” I know he’d like that.
“I’ll remember that. How were your appointments yesterday?”
“They went well. I signed the NDA and Doctor Hayes said my results would be in on Thursday and she expects them to be fine.”
“That’s great and thanks for doing all that for me. Okay Babe, I’m almost home. I’m going for a quick run and then to bed. I wish you were waiting for me at home. Soon I hope, really soon. See you tomorrow.”
“Me too. Bye Adam, I’ll see you tomorrow then.” My lower region begins to react with the thought of me waiting for Adam, after one of his business trips, in his bed. I can only imagine what he would do to me and the deep sensations start all over again. Going through my evening routine, I jump into bed and fall asleep.
I didn’t sleep well, having woken up a few times at the excitement of seeing Adam tonight. I am up earlier than normal because of it. This gives me time for a long and leisurely shower.
I run the day through my head as I begin to get ready for work. I have an update meeting with Paul, then a team meeting, lunch at my desk and then I will leave for my hair appointment at 2. If all goes on schedule, I will be home with plenty of time to get ready. The opening starts at 7 and I plan to take a taxi to get there. The butterflies and excitement start again.
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