Under My Boss's Authority: Office Romance Collection by Jamie Knight (small books to read .TXT) 📕

spray to a medium, I got under it and started soaping. I considered doing my hair but that would mean untwisting it and that would use be too much trouble. Especially when it was highly unlikely the doc was going to be checking over my hair.

I would just have to let it be a slightly damp rope hanging down my back. Maybe not even that though, if I was able to keep it out of the spray. Staying as close to the back wall as I could, I continued soaping until I got down to my pussy.

I always did that last because it took some special attention and gentleness. I wanted to be clean down there just in case the doctor did a full physical. As my fingers moved over my tender lips, filling me with all sorts of pleasures, I thought about Tucker and what it might be like to spend New Year’s Eve with him. Not only that but what we might get up to if the mood struck just right.

Gliding my hand gently over my pink pussy lips, something I wasn’t able to do at the office even though I’d wanted to, I imagined him picking me up and carrying me to the bed. I figured the size difference was enough that this would be fairly easy for him.

Carrying me over to the bed at the hotel we were going to, I imagined him gently removing all my clothes, leaving me naked before him. Leaning down to close the gap, I imagined him kissing me all over. Starting at my mouth, which only seemed logical, and moving down my neck to my breasts.

Then, when he was finished there, leaving my nipples hard, moist and cool in the room-temperature air, he’d move down, along my belly and then over my pelvis, arriving, invariably, at my pussy. Laying a hand lightly on my pelvis, he stroked me tenderly as he ran his tongue along my wet, virgin lips.

A moan came up out of me, slow and low and sweet. It would be my first time feeling any such thing with a man and I wanted to experience every bit of it.

After a few preliminary licks, he started going in hard, really pressing into my lips and between them to my clit.

He did things just right and at no point was I confused or scared about what was going on.

All I could feel was the most exquisite pleasure. I moaned, but in my head, as he licked me, and in the shower as I stroked myself, pretending my fingers were his tongue. I wanted him so badly I could taste it. The only problem was that I wasn’t sure if he felt the same.

He sure did in my fantasy though, using his talented tongue to lick me completely clean, flicking his tongue against my sensitive little clit for good measure, nearly launching me into space.

I came hard and fast, wishing I could be with him in real life, then remembering that very soon, I would be.

Drying off quickly, I got some clothes on that could be easily taken off again just in case and made sure the living room was reasonably clean.

I wasn’t looking forward to stripping down for a stranger, even if she was a doctor and I knew it would serve an important purpose.

I’d always been pretty shy, really, but I knew it was needed and I wanted the whole thing to go as smoothly as possible.

I had some time to watch T.V. before she arrived.

Getting up slowly, I went to get the door, ready to face my density.

Chapter Four - Tucker

I was giddy. To a silly degree, like a kid on Christmas Eve during a sugar high. I’d never been to New Zealand before and was very much looking forward to it.

I planned on seeing a kiwi bird if I could, and to go island hopping. That Ana was likely coming with me just made everything even more exciting.

As though the fates were listening, a knock came upon the door, light and familiar. There was only one person it could be. Well, maybe two, because I had an annoying neighbor who liked to stop by, but I knew which one I hoped it was.

“Dr. Deena, how are you this fine morning?”

“As well as can be expected, got any coffee?”

“Freshly brewed in the German contraption.”

“Lovely.”

After I had poured us out each a cup, we sat at the dining table as Deena brought up her stylish, yet still practical, briefcase.

“Okay,” Deena began, after a sweet, nourishing sip of coffee, “I looked Ana over, and I’m happy to say she doesn’t have Covid-19. She is a very healthy young woman with all her shots, though there is something I think I should mention.”

“Oh.”

“It’s more of a personal note.”

“Okay.”

“I asked her if she’s had a pelvic exam because she is 21. She hadn’t so I did her first and, keep in mind that I say this as a friend as well as a doctor and someone who knows you very well.”

“Okay.”

“Ana is a virgin. If you are going to do what we both know full well you are planning on doing with her, you will have to be very gentle with her. She is healthy and strong but inexperienced. I don’t think you would be rough on purpose, but I thought you should know, so you don’t try anything too crazy, at least not at first.”

“Of course, thank you, Ana, I will certainly bear that in mind.”

“Please do, if I can be honest, I like the kid and I don’t want anything to happen to her.”

“Neither do I.”

“I’m glad we agree.”

Deena gave me the doctor’s note resulting from my own clear Covid-19 test and also Ana’s. It was all really happening. I was going to New Zealand and Ana was going to be coming with me. The news that she was a virgin came as a bit of a bombshell, but nothing that couldn’t be worked around. In fact,