1. The Good Doctor


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Job/Place-of-work, Older Male / Female, Young, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    vicariously through her. She looked great every day. Fucking amazing. Knee high boots, open toe heels, sandal heels, wedges with straps that circle the calf. She always was hot and set the tone with her feet. Usually skirts, some flowing, some tight, some a little short, some to the knee. Nice blouses, tank tops and sweaters. Her ear rings would match or be gold hoops. Her cleavage was usually well controlled and curteous, but every once in a while she would push it, a little too tight, too revealing. But when she did she would also wear a necklace with a Harry Potter Deathly Hallows charm on it, that sat squarely at the tip top of the line of her cleavage. It was a bit more than she should do, but damn if she didn't look dynamite. Maybe I am wrong, but I swear business has picked up because of her. I think some of the patients have told their buddies the treat they would find at the office. I can't blame them. She was great, Suzanne actually left a day early to help pack for her move because Angie picked things up so fast. She was a whiz on the computer and always bright and bubbly and smiling. I stared all the time, but I never, ever did anything inappropriate. I tell you, I hired her because I wanted to help, and she was doing great. I even started her at $26 instead for doing such a good job. The first time my wife came by was a little tense. Don't think she didn't notice Angie's attitude, her vibrance, and of course her dark features and hair. It was just barely there, ...
    under the surface when I came out to sign the document she stopped by with. She brought lunch for every one and we ate alone in the back room. She didn't say anything, and it was just a coolness to her towards me, and slightly heavier towards Angie. Angie, being so pretty, had gotten a lot of that from women, and she played it off well, commenting, "that's a warm woman you have there." With a laugh and wink to me. God she was hot. Things were great until early August. There was this day when Angie came in without her pep, without her zow, without her beam. She was quiet and fatigued, monotone and dull. Finally, after the last patient was with Annie looking at frames I sat down next to her. "Angie? Angie what is wrong? You aren't yourself today." I hated the glum demeanor and vibe. I looked forward to fantasizing about her every night, and her attitude was part of it. I wanted to have sex with that attitude as much as that body. She fueled my enthusiasm for live, made me energetic for my kids, a better man. It wasn't cheating, we weren't doing anything. I just got to look at her. That's okay, right? "It's nothing, just a hard day." "You seemed this way before when you got here." "Yeah, tough morning." She crossed her legs. She was wearing black sandal heels with wrap around straps on black stockings. Then a black dress skirt, and a purple and white striped button up with enlarged white cuffs and collar. The top hugged her sides and was strained by her chest. Fuck she was hot. ...
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