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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