When Charlotte absentmindedly walks into the wrong meeting room, she is too embarrassed to leave. She takes a seat in the back row and looks up to see her own doctor, a man she has fantasized about for five years. She had heard that he was getting a divorce, and it was rumored that his wife had had more than one lover during their brief marriage. If he were Charlotte’s husband, the gorgeous doctor would never have to worry about that, nor would he lack for anything in the bedroom.
Charlotte had a very powerful sex drive, and seeing this man in this new and very dim light was not helping matters. She could see his lips move, but she certainly was not listening to the words that were coming out of his mouth. She was daydreaming about the two of them in bed together. I wonder what he is like. I’ll bet his kisses are tender yet passionate. He can probably go a long time, too, maybe even all night long.
The tall doctor entered the room wearing nothing but a towel tied around his waist. “Morning, sleepyhead.”
Charlotte stared at the man she had made love with last night. Just out of the shower, he was even more gorgeous than he had been in last night’s darkness. She slowly pulled the sheet up to cover her nakedness.
“Oh, come on, sweetie. I found your name and number in Greg’s secret hideaway, an old wallet that he thinks he is keeping hidden from me.”
“It’s probably just in case of emergencies.” Charlotte had no idea what else to say. Why did Greg have her number?
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Published October 12, 2011
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.