Playing Doctor (9 page)

Back in the clinic
on Monday, Lauren no longer felt a strong need to hide their affair, having come to grips with it herself. Anyway, the staff obviously knew about it already. As for the patients, she would let them draw their own conclusions, but her burgeoning happiness was apparent for everyone to see.

She and Court did not make a big deal out of it, but at the same time they no longer pretended that there wasn't anything going on between them. In the clinic, they continued to behave professionally toward each other, actually more appropriately now that they didn't share a hot secret driving them to play naughty games.

Life was good, although the weeks were going by too fast. Looking at her calendar one day, she realized only two weeks were left before Court would leave. With that, she decided to act on a budding desire that she had been unsure about until then. Lauren was going to a medical conference in Chicago in two weeks, and she decided to invite Court to come with her. He might enjoy attending the lectures, and she knew they would both enjoy their nights together. It would be a nice way to end their summer lovin', she thought.

With her decision made, the arrangements turned out to be easier than she had expected. Court was excited about a weekend away with her, and Kelly promised to hold down the fort while they were gone.

“Have fun, you deserve it,” she had said with a hug.

Lauren remembered how initially embarrassed she had been at the idea of herself with such a younger man. Not anymore! Now she looked forward to showing Court off at the conference where the anonymity of the big city would give her a freedom she couldn't have in her small hometown.

So Thursday morning they
drove away together to spend the weekend in the big city. Lauren was relishing the idea of having a mini working vacation, and leaving town, she felt a sense of freedom that she hadn't in a long time. She even asked Court to drive her car the fifty miles to the nearest regional airport, enjoying the chance to let someone else be in charge, even if just for an hour. Lauren relaxed as she watched the scenery go by, and once onboard for the short flight, Court took her hand and leaned over for a long, sweet kiss. Lauren could hardly wait to get to their hotel room!

When they arrived, they took a taxi to the conference-center hotel. Initially she had reserved two rooms to give the appearance of a platonic relationship with this younger man, but then she decided that was just plain stupid and canceled the second room. Court had agreed, saying that he wouldn't have set foot in the extra room anyway. He offered to wait outside and let her check into the hotel by herself if she felt the need, but Lauren realized that she did not owe anyone an explanation—certainly not the hotel clerk. She took hold of his hand and they walked together to the front desk.

Lauren couldn't help noticing how the young lady serving them ogled Court, and a small part of her blossomed with pleasure and pride. She didn't have to say it out loud, but it must have been written all over her face:
Yep, I'm spending the weekend with this hunk. What have you got to say about that?

Nothing, of course! The young receptionist just wistfully watched Court walk away with his arm around Lauren.

It seemed incredible, but Lauren realized that she had gotten used to how drop-dead gorgeous Court was. She'd forgotten that her initial reaction to him three months ago was that he looked like a male model. This was going to be fun, she thought. People might think she had hired a male escort for the weekend, but so what? Again Lauren realized she didn't owe anyone any explanation.

As it turned out, Lauren didn't run into anyone at the conference that she knew, but she did have a terrific time. During the day they went to lectures, not necessarily the same ones, and in the evening they went out to dinner. On Friday night they even went dancing, and Lauren felt again the sense of freedom she'd experienced when they had driven out of Plum Banks. She let herself go and moved sexily to the music, offering Court a private dance of seduction performed in a very public place. Later, back in the hotel room, he returned the favor with a seduction of his own on the king-size bed. Life was good, and Lauren intended to grab her happiness when and where she found it.

Saturday had been the last day of lectures, followed in the evening by a fancy dinner and cocktail reception. As she dressed, Lauren gazed out of the tenth-story window of their hotel room. She didn't miss living in a big city, but once in a while it was nice to have the anonymity that a metropolis afforded. She turned as Court came out of the bathroom and stopped dead, looking at him. Wow, did he look handsome in his suit! This was the first time Lauren had seen him dressed up, and it only added to his appeal. Walking up to her, Court told her that she looked beautiful in her tight, silky cocktail dress.

After kissing her briefly, he added, “Let's go get this over with so I can bring you back here and strip this dress right off you.”

Glancing once more out the window, Lauren took Court's hand and they headed out.

Hours later and back
upstairs, Lauren realized she was a little tipsy—too much champagne, she thought dreamily. She stood near the floor-to-ceiling windows of their tenth-story room, looking out at the dark night and colorful city lights. There were no other tall buildings nearby, and being so high up, standing there right up against the glass, felt like flying.

She was happy with her decision to invite Court along for the conference. He had even managed to make the boring lectures fun by whispering naughty things in her ear that he planned to do to her later each evening. Further, she had found this evening's festivities a total blast. Lauren admitted to herself that having Court dancing attendance on her was thrilling. Female colleagues had eyed him hungrily all night and sent envious looks her way. Lauren knew she was still attractive, but at thirty-six she was not an ingenue, and having the arm of a twenty-three-year-old around her out in public felt titillating—racy, even.

Coming out of her reverie, Lauren noticed that Court had turned off the lamps in the room. She was now standing there in the darkness with only a small amount of light glowing up from the city far below. She sensed Court silently walking up behind her before she felt his arms slide around her waist. Gently lifting her hair, he planted tender little kisses along the back of her neck.

Leaning back into his encircling warmth, Lauren moaned in response to the feel of his lips on her neck. Court's hands moved up from her waist to begin gently massaging her breasts through her silky dress. Lauren was aroused and began to push her ass into his pelvis and swirl her hips. She was rewarded with a guttural groan from him as he joined in the gentle swaying of their hips. They continued for many minutes, enjoying the slow sexual dance while watching the movements of the dark metropolis far below.

As she began to turn around in his arms to face him, Court instructed, “No, stay where you are. I want you to watch the city lights while you feel my hands caressing you.”

Moaning, Lauren obediently turned back to stand facing out at the big impersonal city. The glowing colored lights were beautiful in the night. Court reached up and slowly unzipped her dress and then skimmed it down over her shoulders. As it glided to the ground, he unhooked the bra and slid it off her arms.

“We should move back,” Lauren murmured as her breasts were exposed.

“We're way high up and it's very dark. No one can see us,” he disagreed as he took her hands one at a time and planted her palms upon the glass over her head.

Lauren was wildly aroused by the erotic pose Court had arranged her in and moaned loudly. She felt his hands sliding in front of her pelvis to play with her mound through her lace panties, before he pulled them down her legs to drop on the floor with her dress. Court leaned down, gently lifted each leg one at a time to free her clothes, and placed her feet back down so that they were spread far apart. She felt on display for a dark world—wanton, sexy, hot!

Lauren turned her head, looking back over her shoulder to watch him as he slowly pushed her body up against the sheer glass. First she felt the smooth glass press upon her tight nipples, and then her full breasts felt the cold pressure, until the entire length of her body was flush upon the window. His mouth tickled her neck and shoulders while his hands caressed over her back and down along her buttocks as she squirmed against the glass in raging desire, wanting to feel his hands on her pussy. It felt dangerous and scary, so high up, and wickedly exhibitionistic.

Court stepped back and she could hear him swiftly removing his clothes. Plastered naked against the glass as she was, Lauren felt like an erotic window display. Even though it was unlikely anyone could see her this high up, she felt exposed, elevating the arousal coursing through her. The glass felt as impersonal as the big city, supporting her weight but not touching her where she needed to be touched and caressed.

He quickly returned to rest his long, hard, naked length against her, the cool glass at her front contrasting erotically with his hot body behind her. Without talking, he then used his hands to guide her body back so that now just her palms were on the window. She was leaning toward the window and using it to brace herself upright as she stood there spread-eagled and naked.

Surprising her, Court slid down around and under her to sit on the floor at her feet with his back against the glass. Glancing down, she saw that he was staring at her pussy at the apex of her spread legs. A moan escaped her lips as she saw him lean up to lick her there. At the first touch of his tongue, Lauren was on fire, crying out loudly with pleasure. His hands surrounded her buttocks to hold her in place as his tongue lapped at her moist vagina. Groaning gutturally, she ground her pussy into his face as Lauren started to lose herself in the sensations, her eyes drifting shut, knowing that she would come quickly, fiercely.

“Keep your eyes open!” Court ordered, his exploring fingers replacing his tongue for a moment.

“Watch the night…become a fuck toy for the anonymous city out there,” he commanded, surprising and controlling her with his hint of wicked mastery. “Perhaps someone in one of those dark, distant buildings is watching you, envying your decadence. Seek them out…perform for them. They cannot know who you are, but they can share your pleasure. You're safe here with me. I want you to imagine desire coursing through them as they covet you, longing to be here with you, hungering to be inside
you
.”

Hearing those prurient, alluring thoughts echoing in her mind, Lauren flew into a soaring climax, quaking with intense pleasure and screaming out incoherently. Falling forward, her breasts pressed flat into the glass, Lauren could almost sense the countless, silent, unknown observers out there watching and joining in her intense orgasm.

Court left her no time to recover as he quickly climbed up to stand behind her. He pulled her backward until Lauren was bent over forward and had to use the glass to hold herself up as Court prepared to mount her from behind. She felt his thick penis penetrating between her thighs and arched her back so he could plunge deeply into her soaking wet pussy.

Moaning loudly, Lauren urged him on, “Yes, more, pound me now. Hard!”

Grabbing her hips to stabilize her, Court thrust in and out, over and over, as his grunts and her moans filled the quiet, dark room. She gloried in the feel of him behind her, realizing vaguely that they were making a wildly pornographic display. Suddenly, she hoped that someone was in fact out there watching. She imagined a solitary pair of eyes hungrily observing, enviously watching their erotic performance.

She was achingly aroused, moving wildly against his hammering penis as they slammed into each other again and again until together they reached an exploding climax. Court thrust deeply into her one more time and held her there for a quiet moment. Then he pulled her to standing and once again gently leaned her full front against the cool smooth glass, his hot, slick body providing a counterweight of heat against her backside. The slowing gasps of her panting were the only sounds now in the quiet, dark room, as Court lowered his head to languorously caress her shoulder with his lips and tongue.

After a few moments, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the bed, quietly tucking her in under the sheets. Yes, she though dreamily as she fell blissfully asleep, bringing Court with her to the conference had been a very good idea indeed!

When they returned to
Plum Banks it was time for Court to leave. The wonderful, delightful summer was over. Lauren had written a very professional and positive letter of reference, in case Court ever needed one. He said his farewells to the rest of the office staff, and together they walked back to his little garage apartment. Lauren had offered him a ride to Chicago, but Court had already arranged for a college buddy to come and get him. She was secretly glad—it was easier this way, a cleaner break than if she saw him in his new surroundings at medical school where he might feel accessible to her. No, this was the end of their fling, and it was time now for them to go their separate ways.

They both knew it.

At the door to his place, they hugged and wished each other well.

“Thank you for the best summer of my life,” Court said sincerely. “I am going to miss you so much!”

“Oh, I think you will be way too busy to miss anyone. Remember I've been through med school myself,” Lauren responded. “But I know what you mean. It was a wonderful summer,” she added with a slightly sad smile. “I will remember it fondly for the rest of my life.”

Court pulled her close for one last deep, lingering kiss. It was a token of farewell, not a prelude to more, and they pulled back to look into each other's eyes one last time.

Nothing else needed saying, so Lauren squeezed his hand and turned away.

“Bye,” called Court with a wave. Their summer lovin' was over, now left to live as just tender memories.