Violet found the rest of the day exhausting and frustrating. She was frustrated sexually and mentally and it was all down to Don.
She was counting the hours till she finished and as soon as that clock reached 7 she was out of here like a cheetah chasing a gazelle.
She grabbed her coat and bag, speed walking down the hall, ignoring anyone who may want to speak to her.
She didn't care at this moment in time. All she wanted was Don and her body made it very clear.
She was almost regretting that she hadn't let him take her there in the room but she kept on saying to herself that if someone where to have heard then she'd be in more trouble than anyone knew.
Not to mention that word flies around the hospital quickly and Mary would soon hear about it.
She reached the hospital doors and pushed them open, the cold air hitting her warm face and she shivered.
It was getting colder these days and there could be a possible chance of snow to come.
Violet has already called Pete and told him she was working late. She made the excuse that one of the nurses was ill so they were very short staff and needed someone to stay for a bit.
He wasn't at all suspicious of the lie and didn't seem too bothered, only the fact that he had to make dinner himself and he was a terrible cook.
During their early days of marriage, Violet remember Pete trying to cook them a nice romantic dinner one evening and it didn't go to plan.
She never let him cook for her after that day.
As soon as Violet entered the cold, she saw that tall, handsome man stood by his car, his had shadowing his eyes as he smoked his cigarette.
Her lips become dry and she licked them, her tongue running over slowly as she made her way over.
A smile grew on her lips as she neared him and Don looked up, taking a drag and blowing the smoke out his mouth.
Violet tingled all over as she watched his soft lips perform an O shape as the smoke blew in a perfect line.
God, even smoking makes him ten times hotter.
"Hello" he said as she stood opposite him.
"Hi" she whispered and he flicked his cigarette out on the ground, pressing it with the tip of his shoe and he opened the door to his car.
Memories of their first ride together came flooding back as she slipped into the leather seat and made herself comfy.
The ride to his apartment was short and she was glad because the car was freezing inside and she wanted to warm up quickly.
Don pushed the button for the elevator, the door pining open and they both walked in, Don pushing the button for his apartment.
"Did you have a nice day" he murmured and Violet shrugged.
"Well it started off well and then someone came and made me very frustrated...down there" she whispered, peaking up at him and Don looked over from the corner of his eye, a smirk on the corner of his lips.
"Did they now" he said softly and she nodded.
"Well, we'll have to do something about that won't we" he said and the door pinged open.
Don's apartment was huge and compared to Violets it was a mansion.
It was slightly more modern but there were still the classic 1960 feel. The rotary phone, the black and white TV and his record player in the back.
"Wow, your apartment is so big" she whispered, Don chuckling behind her as he slipped her coat off her shoulders.
"Well when you are a partner of a major advertising agency you have to have a big apartment" he said as he hung up her coat in the wardrobe by the door.
"Would you like a drink?" he asked, padding over to the drinks table and pouring a glass of whiskey for himself.
"Sure" she shrugged and he poured one for her.
"Here" he handed her the glass and took a gulp from his, the smooth brown liquor falling down his throat with ease.
Violet sipped from her glass and instantly coughed as the harsh liquid burnt her throat. Don smiled, she was so young, and she probably never tasted this kind of alcohol before.
"Sorry, I don't really drink" she said and he took the glass from her.
"It's okay, I should have asked you if you wanted something different" Don said, feeling a little guilty but it only lingered for a second.
Don stared down at her, his green eyes gazing into her. He thought about her all day and not only was Violet frustrated but so was he.
He could barely concentrate in his meeting today with Right Guard and he spent most of the afternoon drinking in his chair, smoking and thinking about Violet.
He'd purposely left early to make sure his apartment was tidy for her. His maid did a good job of cleaning and he wanted to make sure he was fresh for her.
"So..." Violet murmured and Don knew exactly what was on her mind. A smirk creeped on his lips and he grabbed her, pulling her against his body, Violet gasping at the suddenness.
"Are you still frustrated" he whispered, his lips just lingering over hers and she breathed, nodding her head, the words unable to leave her mouth.
He placed his lips over hers, his tongue resting on the tip and he pulled her closer to him. Her arms reached up, gripping his shoulders as he pulled her across the room, pushing her backwards into his bedroom and pushing her on the bed.
She gasped from the quickness and her body slumped on the bed. Her breathing was shaky and harsh, pleasure eroding inside her body.
He pulled his tie off his neck and threw it across the room, climbing on top of her and kissing her again.
She moaned as her legs spread open for him to dip closer to her, one hand resting on her neck and the other on her thigh.
"God you smell so good" he mumbled in her neck as he left small pecks.
"Ohh" she moaned, her eyes closing as shocks lit her body up.
"Touch me" she breathed and Don's hand ran down her skirt and up her panties, his fingers teasing her. She flinched and gripped the silk sheets under her.
"Oh my god" she moaned as his fingers rubbed her sweet spot, his kisses sending tingles up her body and she gripped the back of his neck.
He pulled her skirt up her legs and sat up between her legs.
Unzipping his pants, he rolled them down and leaned back over her, his hands on either side of her head and slipped inside.
Violet let out a deep moan as he pushed himself inside her and started to slowly thrust back and forth.
"Fuck" he moaned and quickened his pace. Violet felt the pleasure go through her and she let her head roll on the bed, the pleasure taking over her.
"Oh please Don" she moaned. She was asking for him, all of him, her frustration was instantly satisfied and she wanted him to go deeper.
"What, what is it" he breathed in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers on her and she smiled.
"Please I want more" she said and he did just that.
It was something she never experienced before. Completely different to when she did it with Peter.
With Peter it was often boring and not much passion involved but with Don, there was pleasure, deepness and emotion.
He was experienced, she could tell and she was wanting more every second.
She felt her orgasm come and as he thrusted more, she was soon going to reach her tolerance.
"Oh god" she moaned and she was nearly there, a thin line between her orgasm and Don leaned up looking at her.
"Yes, come for me" he moaned and she reached the line, crossing it and leaning her head back, letting herself come over him.
It only took a few seconds later for him to release inside her and he tensed up as he came, his body relaxing as he stopped and he slumped on the bed next to her, both of them falling into a deep sleep.
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