The Dulcets are a collection of villages and hamlets comprising of
Dulcet Meadow, Dulcet St Mary, Dulcet Green and Dulcet-on-Brooke, to name but a
few, and of course Dulcet-on-Willow, which is a large sprawling village beside
the gentle shallow River Willow, which runs unhurriedly from the Pepperstock
Hills to the more vibrant River Brooke, and it’s in the Village of Willow where
thirty two year old Gloria Samson lived and worked.
She was under no illusions about herself, she knew she was very plain
looking, the large aquiline nose didn’t help, but she thought her short blonde
hair was her crowning glory, though when she was working she wore it in a pony tail,
and she worked a lot, in fact her work ethic bordered on the epic and she was
also a very small woman, standing 5ft tall in stocking feet.
But being stick thin, with no visible bust line at all, and no hips to
speak of, meant from behind she looked like a boy, she had very nice legs
though and tiny feet, for a grown woman anyway.
So, she had no major assets to speak of, not visible ones at any rate,
she had her work ethic obviously, a gentle nature, a heart as big as the moon
and she was very good in bed.
But she was left alone after her husband of 10 years Terry, told her
out of the blue that he had been seeing another woman, for six years, and he
was leaving her to live with Dawn in Abbottsford.
However there was one other man in her life that she thought was a
suitable candidate for her affections and her lust who was one of her
long-standing clients, Dr Rowe.
Dr Phillip Rowe was a physio therapist who divided his time between St
Lucy’s Hospital in Sharpington, where he held NHS Clinics, 3 times a week and
his private practice which he ran out of his home in Willow, and it was in his
surgery that he first met Gloria.
Gloria had torn her calf muscle and needed physio on it, but the NHS
waiting list was insanely long, so she had to go private, it was expensive but
necessary as she needed it to heal as quickly as possible so she could keep up
her punishing work schedule without letting her clients down.
He was a quiet unassuming man, 37 years old, medium height, slim build, with thinning sandy hair
and grey eyes, and she liked him very much, and had from the beginning and she
had to spring a trap to get him, but he was very willing prey, who allowed
himself to be caught on multiple occasions.
It was a rainy Sunday afternoon and they were in his surgery, Phil was
sat at his desk naked from the waist down and was sat gazing thoughtfully out
through the rain streaked window as Gloria enjoyed a post coital sleep on the
treatment table with her clothes in total disarray.
Her top was rucked up around her neck, her bra lay loosely across her
chest and her skirt was around her waist with only the front of pulled down to
cover her modesty and her fanny and bizarrely her tights and knickers were
still in a tangle around her ankle.
“What are you thinking about?”
she asked as she stirred
“I was thinking that I could be struck off,” Phil replied
“I’ll stroke you off if you like,” she volunteered
“No, I mean it, I could be struck off for sleeping with a patient,” he
said earnestly
“Well we’ll just have to stay awake then” she suggested and giggled
“It’s the staying awake part that you get struck off for” he pointed
out
“I was only a patient for six weeks and I’m not your patient anymore”
she said as she sat up
“and it was two years ago”
There was silence for a few moments, and she swung her legs over the
side of the table and slid her tiny frame to the floor
“So, I think you’re safe” she
added “for that anyway”
“What?”
“Well as my employer, you taking advantage of me, might be viewed as
sexual harassment” she said as she walked over to his desk and kissed him
“No regrets though” she added between kisses
“Not on my part either” he said as he began kissing her breasts and
sucking on her needle like nipples
“I thought you were worried about being struck off” she said
“I’ll only get struck off once, no matter how many times we do it” he
replied
“That’s good to know” she said and then knelt on the floor in front of
him and started pulling his shirt off, so he was completely naked.
Gloria smiled wickedly at him and kissed him as her fingers started
caressing his semi aroused member, and his manhood was soon wide-awake and she
tugged gently on his shaft until her lips left his and moved immediately to his
cock and her tongue feathered his purple head before devouring him in one
delightful mouthful.
“Oh, Gloria that’s so good” he said
When she had sucked him up good and hard her mouth left his cock and
she stood up and prepared to climb aboard his shaft, still moist with her
saliva, but he halted her progress with an outstretched hand.
“I want you completely naked” Phil demanded and she quickly complied,
pulling her top off over her head, wriggling out of her skirt and discarding
her bra with a shrug.
Her tights and knickers remained attached to her ankle and she made as
if to shake them free, but they didn’t budge, so she stooped down to pull them
off, but he said
“No leave them, it’s really sexy”
And the saucy tableaux before him made his cock twitch in
anticipation.
Phil gave her a smile and she climbed onto his lap and slithered down
him and as she did Gloria let out a long breathy sigh, and wrapped her arms
tightly around his neck and hooked her heels around the chair legs and then
rode him on the chair.
She was pounding on his shaft with her velvety wet pussy, her pelvis
pumping on him frenetically like a piston and his hands gripped her little
buttocks as they rose and fell on him, as she moaned in his ear through gritted
teeth.
The moans grew in intensity as the pace quickened, until she came with
an animal grunt and his ejaculation pulsed inside her.
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