Tempted by the Doctors
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Tempted by the Doctors
New Adult Older Man Romance
By: Alexandra Stone
Table of Contents
Introduction
Tempted by the doctors
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
SPECIAL FAN BONUS
First time with an older man
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
Alice and the Older Man
Billionaire Boss
CHAPTER ONE
Savannah Gentleman’s Club
CHAPTER TWO
Savannah Steam
CHAPTER THREE
Pillow Talk
CHAPTER FOUR
Decadent Breakfast
Doctor's Order
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
Introduction
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Tempted by the doctors
CHAPTER ONE
I felt nervous as I walked down the old historical hallways of my new University in the northern countryside of New England. I knew that the professor only called in students when they were in trouble, so I assumed that some how I was in some sort of trouble but I could not imagine what. Then my anxiety turned into complete lust in the matter of a second as I saw the Dean of the University Doctor John Fields turn the corner and head in my direction. He was the most stunning man and a brilliant medical doctor. I had ever seen and many of the female students spent lots of time talking about him, and anyone could see why. He was tall, dark, and mysterious. His dark eyes and dark locks of curls that framed his face in an unruly manner gave him a brooding intensity. Yet, his five o’clock shadow of stubble beard made him look unconventional as far as Deans go. His dapper light grey suit fit his lean and muscular form perfectly along with his fitted trousers that left little to the imagination. Not to mention that I was an American girl, and his elegant English accent drove me crazy. He was older than me by a great deal as he was thirty-five, and I was eighteen. The heels on my saddle oxford shoes clicked in the vast empty hall and he looked up slightly as we passed ways and gave a bit of a nod. I felt my body respond to his looks and his manly scent as he passed. I wanted and desired him to give me more than just a nod, but as a young virgin I always romantically fantasized about older men showing me what a first experience could be like. It was part of my romantic demeanor. It was exactly what brought me to this school in the first place. Being raised in a very strict family in Ohio had left me with an empty shell of myself. I wasn’t allowed to do much in the way of adventure and going to med school in New England was my way of escaping my family’s hold on me. It was my freedom card to blossom into a woman and discover myself. Though what ended up happening was more of an erotic sexual awakening than I could have ever dreamed of. I never knew that such fantasies could come true and that they could affect me in a way that would change everything forever.
It all started with this visit to my professor’s office. I was very lucky to have been accepted into such a med school and received scholarships. Therefore any amount of trouble threatened my scholarships, and my freedom of leaving my strict family, and my overall sanity. I turned down the main corridor to the professor’s office. Soft light streamed in through the stained glass windows that depicted peacocks all the way down. The high ceilings towered over me, and ornate wood paneling went from floor to ceiling. I took a deep breath and pulled on my dark brown hair to tidy up the high ponytail on my head. I was ready to face the professor. I knocked on the heavy wood door.
“Enter!” the professor shouted from the other side.
The large wooden door creaked open as I pushed on it, “Professor Carver, you wanted to see me?”
“Oh yes, Ms. Amber Reynolds please sit,” he said pointing to the chair in front of his heavy dark oak desk. His office was filled with old books from floor to ceiling. There were framed blue prints of old buildings on the walls and it smelled of pipe tobacco.
I swallowed hard as I sat and began to fidget, as I always did when I was nervous.
“I was reviewing your exam from last week and it is astounding that you received a perfect score on it. No one in the ten years that this exam has been offered has ever achieved that perfect score,” he said,
I exhaled in relief! I thought I was in trouble, but instead he just wanted to congratulate me on my hard work. I smiled brightly waiting for the appreciation and flattery.
“Therefore it is obvious to me that you cheated in some way or another,” he said sternly as his face wrinkled into a scowl.
My mouth fell open. I was stunned. How could he say such a thing? I studied so hard and was a complete bookworm that those are the type of grades I expected to see. Clearly, he did not. “Sir…I…there’s…” but that was all I could get out.
“That will be all Ms. Reynolds. You have an appointment with Doctor Fields, the dean, at four in the afternoon tomorrow to discuss the matter with him. That will be all,” he said.
I opened my mouth to protest. To tell him that I worked hard and that maybe I did better than anyone because I was shy and had no social life whatsoever so all I did was study. However, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t speak up for myself. This was a problem I always faced and a side effect of being raised in such a strict family where it was not polite to protest or speak up.
I walked out of the office feeling more anxious than ever. So much was on the line now. I could be expelled and lose my scholarships and be sent home over something that I did not do. It was infuriating and scary. However, what really made me nervous was being in Doctor Field’s office. He was the man I fantasized about at night. Now I would be face to face with him as he interrogated me and I just didn’t know if I could handle that proximity to him. How would I be able to concentrate on defending myself when he looked the way he did?
I ran out onto the green lawn of the University courtyard to get a fresh breath of air before I fainted from panic. I breathed in deep and closed my eyes trying to get my head straight. Then a chill ran up my spine as though I was being watched. I looked up into the highest tower of the estate that housed the massive school and saw Doctor Fields staring down at me. My heart skipped and my breath caught in my throat as I noticed the outline of his form, though faint I knew it was him. I stared back not able to break his hypnotic hold on me. Then I walked away feeling flushed and turned on. I could feel my erect nipples brush against the soft fabric of my shirt as I walked. I needed to get to my flat immediately.
I returned to my shared flat and went straight to my bedroom. I pulled off my panties and laid down to release the tension that had built up inside of me. I thought about the University Doctor John Fields. I closed my eyes and imagined his hands on my thighs slowly caressing them toward my wet center. I licked my lips as I fantasized about his fin
ger lightly trailing down my pussy and then pushing slow inside of me. I did this to myself while I imagined it was him. I could clearly see his dark curls fall over his dark eyes as he looked up at me. His full lips parted as he breathed in a sigh as he looked at me. That was all it took. I shuttered into orgasm and let my body flow with sensational pulsations as I released.
CHAPTER TWO
The next day was my appointment with the University Dean. I was so nervous I could barely pick out what to wear. I finally decided on a short pleated grey skirt with ballet flats. I pulled on a tight cropped sweater in a cream color, which hugged my breasts tightly. I curled my brown hair and left it loose with a cream colored headband on my crown. With my five-foot petite frame, my outfit gave me an innocent schoolgirl look that I thought might help in my case. After all, I was innocent of this accusation. I was satisfied with my look and walked out to walk the few blocks to campus. It was slightly raining so I grabbed my umbrella and was thankful it was not cold.
I crossed the green courtyard and looked up at the tall grey stonewalls of the University. It really was a magical building that not only had amazing history, but also housed all my hopes and dreams, and at the moment those hopes and dreams were in jeopardy.
I walked into the Dean’s offices and announced myself to the secretary,” My name is Amber Reynolds. I have an appointment with the Dean.”
“Yes, Ms. Reynolds have a seat and I’ll be with you soon,” she said with out looking up from her work. It seemed like she was packing up for the day. It was only four in the afternoon but perhaps she was leaving early.
I took a seat and waited. My mind wondered off into what I would say. I didn’t know how I could prove that I did not cheat, but how could they prove that I cheated if in fact I didn’t? My mind was full of worry. Then my mind strayed elsewhere. As soon as I thought about the very attractive Dean talking to me alone, I started to feel flushed. Once again I imagined him touching my thighs, licking them. I imagined him kissing my neck and my shoulders. Then I imagined him fucking me on his desk. I gasped as I thought about him entering me. I was so engulfed in my fantasy that I did not hear the secretary saying my name over and over.
“Ms. Reynolds he will see you now. Ms. Reynolds!” she said louder.
I snapped out of my hot fantasy and felt embarrassed. “Yes?”
“Doctor Fields will see you now. Right down that hall and second door on the right.”
“Thank you,” I said as I stood up and fixed my skirt and cleared my throat.
I knocked on the door and then heard his booming voice through the wood say, “Come in.”
I opened the door and was astonished by the magnificence of his office and the gorgeous man himself sitting behind an enormous dark oak desk. He sat in front of a large window. The same window he stood at the day before as he stared at me on the lawn. There were tall bookcases filled with books, a small plush sofa, a bar, and lots of scholarly artifacts on the shelves.
“Sit,” he said in a posh English accent. I was suddenly aware of exactly how short my skirt was when I sat down. It came up high on my thighs.
“Ms. Amber Reynolds, your professor has accused you of cheating on your exam due to the fact that no one has ever achieved a perfect score on that med exam like you have. What do you say to that?” he asked as he arched an eyebrow at me. His eyes were dark but they had a twinkle to them, as if he were being flirty or mischievous. I felt aroused immediately.
“Well sir, I think that it is completely unfair,” my voice was shaky and I was aware that it was making me seem like a liar. My chest heaved up and down as I breathed fast in my anxious state.
“You could be expelled if this is true,” he said as he stood up from his desk.
“Expelled! No! Please sir, the professor is wrong. I don’t know what else I can say. I did not cheat,” I said surprised at myself for my outburst. Normally I was meek and shy, but there was something about the heat I was feeling from the moment and the threat of my life being ruined, that made me lose control.
He walked around to the front of his desk where I sat. He loomed over me at six feet tall. He wore another dapper grey suit with a dashing vest that fit his chest snugly. He stood only inches from me and then leaned against the top of his desk facing me. My mouth opened instinctively as I could see the bulge in his tight trousers. I was in a strong emotional state of lust for him, and fear for my academic status. It was overwhelming. Just then the phone buzzer went off. His secretary’s voice said, “Sir I’m leaving now for the rest of the day.”
He pushed a button on the phone and said, “Very well, thank you, but could you send in Mr. Owens please.”
Then he looked at me. I noticed his gaze run down me to my bare thighs, where my skirt barely covered them. I didn’t know what was happening as I was in fact a virgin and inexperienced in seductions.
“So are you telling me that in the past ten years this particular exam has been given, you are the smartest student? The only student to ace it?” he crossed his arms across his body. Just hearing his accent made me feel so aroused. He could be saying anything and I would be feeling lust. It was a new sensation for me to feel so wanton. I wanted him to take me right then and there. My voice was weak as I looked up at him through my long dark lashes and said, “Yes.”
The door opened and in walked another man. It was unbelievable! He was just as attractive as Doctor Fields. He had light brown hair with piercing green eyes and pale skin. He wore a black sweater and tight trousers with polished shoes. His body was just as toned and firm as Doctor Fields and I thought I would not last in the office without drenching my panties.
“Amber, this is Mr. David Owens. He is in charge of penalties and such here at the University. He is aware of what the professor is accusing you of and we would like to work this out,” the Dean said with a smirk on his face.
I crossed my legs instinctively and clenched my thighs tight in order to stop the sexual tension that I felt between my legs.
“Mr. Owens, it is nice to meet you. I did not cheat on that exam. I’m not sure how to possibly prove it. I can take the exam again if it helps. I just cannot be expelled. Please there must be some other form of punishment where I can stay here at the University,” I pleaded.
The two men exchanged a look and then Mr. Owens said, “First of all Amber, call me David.”
“And call me Mark,” the Dean interrupted.
Then David continued, “These are not the old days were you could simply give a student a spanking as punishment and send them on their way. Things are very different now.”
His play with words turned me on as I watched him pace the office. I could barely take it anymore. I wanted them. I wanted them both. The next words that came out of my mouth were a big risk to take. However, I felt like it was leading up to this. If I were wrong then I would lose everything.
“Well, it doesn’t have to be. Things don’t have to be that different now. If that is an option, I would gladly take it over being expelled,” I said in my most innocent manner possible.
The men looked at each other. Then David whispered something into Mark’s ear and I was flushed red with embarrassment. Had I just got myself into more trouble with my inviting words?
Then Mark said, “I think that can be arranged.” His lips curled up into a sideways grin that left my mouth watering. How was it possible that one man was so attractive? He had a hypnotic effect on me. I watched as David went to the large door and locked it. The sound echoed in the vast office. I swallowed hard as I realized that this was really happening. My fantasy was coming true. I looked at Mark who winked at me as he stood up and held his hand out to me. I placed my hand in his as he helped me to my feet.
“Now, we don’t have a paddle, so I guess we will have to use our hands,” David said.
I bit my lower lip with my eyes wide as I looked at both of them.
Mark motioned with his hand at the desk and said, “Assume the position Ms. Reynolds.”
I
took a deep breath and then stepped forward to the desk. I bent over at the waist and put my hands flat on the desktop. My breathing was quick as I was more aroused than I had ever been in my life. They were seducing me and I liked it. I welcomed it, but I didn’t know what to do other than follow orders and stay quiet. If I was a more experienced temptress I would have said something filthy, but that was not me. As I leaned over they both took positions behind me. Then David grabbed the hem of my skirt and picked it up slowly and seductively. I gasped at his actions. He placed the hem on my waist and my pastel pink cotton panties now showed.
“Since we don’t have a paddle, I only think it is fair to have bare skin. What do you think Mark?” David asked him as they assessed the situation. I batted my lashes rapidly at this next statement. There was silence and then Mark said, “Only if that is all right with Ms. Reynolds.”
I took a deep breath and then whispered, “Yes. It is all right with me.”
I felt Mark grab the waistband on my panties and roll them off me softly exposing my ass and my already wet pussy to them. He moved them down softly letting his thumbs caress my skin as he did so. Then he stopped at my thighs just above my knees and left my panties there. I heard a combination of sighs and light moans come from the men as they looked at me, and I felt more turned on as I realized that I was causing that reaction in them. They wanted me. They desired me, and it made me feel so good and hot.
“Don’t worry Ms. Reynolds we will be gentle. It seems that you are so delicate, we will not harm you in any way,” Mark said.
Then I felt a soft, slap! The smacking sound of David’s hand hitting my ass startled me. The first spank set me reeling and a moan escaped my mouth. I did not mean to let it escape, but it was involuntary. I was so deep in lust and arousal that I was lost. Then he spanked me two more times. Each time he slapped me he let his hand linger and he would rub me softly as though to take away the pain. Though his slaps were hardly anything as they were playful and felt good. Then Mark stepped up and said, “It’s my turn.”