Christian sat behind the desk in his spacious office located in the building where he and Sean held the "McNamara/Troy" practice. A business they had started from scratch and worked so hard to get off the ground. He had been waiting far too long to make the amount of money they raked in everyday, even if most of their work happened to be pro bono. Nothing could excite him more than the sexually stimulating females that traipsed in and out of the building everyday.
He had an office with a great view, having decided on the interior himself when they'd first moved in. On the left side of the room was the glass table that doubled as his desk. A few items sat atop including a white adjustable lamp, a black cordless phone, a stapler, a rectangular glass case to hold important documents, and a small glass box that held rubber bands. An elongated multi-panned window sat on the left hand side of his desk. The shade was drawn over it, allowing the afternoon sunlight to cast a radiant glow on the man sitting before it. Two black and white metal chairs sat before the large desk. A picture of an eye hung on the wall behind his desk chair. Two white and comfy wing chairs sat near another large window a few feet away. A circular glass table sat between them with a few stacks of transparent plastic cups sitting on top.
He and Sean had finished their rhinoplasty a mere ten minutes ago. At the moment, he was taking a load off before their five o' clock arrived. A soft knock came from the opposite side of his door. He sat back in his black and white metal chair and turned his head towards the door. "Come in."
The door opened and a tall, curvaceous female sauntered inside, holding a small white box in her perfectly manicured hands. She had long straight brown hair, wide blue eyes, and full luscious lips. Her beige colored shorts and black low-cut tank top clung to her figure in all the right places, showing off not only her ample breasts, but the honey colored skin of her arms and legs. "Delivery for Dr. Christian Troy."
His senses came alive the moment he laid eyes on her. A devilish grin crept across his face. He watched her every movement as she inched towards his desk and set the white box on the desk before him. He looked from the box to her before leaning forward and folding his hands on top of the desk. "I would hope that whatever you're delivering isn't in that box." The grin remained on his face.
The female tilted her head to one side, a bright smile curling her lips. "What did you have in mind, Dr. Troy?"
He arched his brows in intrigue before pushing up to his feet. He crossed to the open door and shut it before taking her in his arms and kissing her passionately. The woman wrapped her arms around his neck, allowing him to urge her back onto her heels until the two of them slammed into the wall on the right side of the room. He dropped his pants. She dropped her shorts. And in a split second, he was thrusting inside of her in a rapid and rhythmic motion. They both screamed out in pleasure, but kept their voices down to a reasonable tone so they would not be heard by the other people in the building. Beads of sweat broke out at Christian's temples. One of his hands came up to cover the woman's mouth the moment her screams became too noisy.
His body was erupting with passion that he hadn't felt in weeks. It was a drug that he had been without for so long, he suddenly forgot how amazing and intoxicating it was. There was no greater high than this. Feeling the woman's walls tighten around him, his thrusting became firmer. At that moment, he was overwhelmed with ecstasy that he simply couldn't keep himself from crying out. He didn't care anymore who heard him. The employees in the building had been working with him long enough to get use to these random sex acts on the job. If they hadn't gotten use to it, well tough shit. What he did in the privacy of his office was his business, no matter how many times Sean chewed him out for it.
The woman's screams were muffled by his hand. While he was at the breaking point of his climax, she was experiencing multiple orgasms. This woman felt so good inside him. So damn intoxicating that he did not want to stop. He shut his eyes tightly as he screamed out and came at the exact same time as she did. His hand came away from her mouth as the two of them collapsed against each other, breathing heavily and dripping in sweat. As soon as the two of them had collected themselves, he disposed of the condom and pulled up his pants.
He smiled smugly at the woman, strolling back to his desk. "When you deliver sweetheart, you certainly don't disappoint."
Brushing the matted hair away from her heart shaped face, she flashed him a grin. "The feeling is mutual, Dr. Troy." She sent him a coy wave before heading towards the door.
He watched her strut out of his office. The alluring motion of her hips swaying back and forth causing a an errection to take form in his pants. He lowered himself back down into the chair behind his desk, the smug smile remaining on his face.
The moment the woman disappeared around the corner, Sean came into view. He took one look at the departing woman and one look at Christian, his brows furrowing inquisitively. He planted his hands on his hips and fixed his gaze on his partner.
Christian knew exactly what was going to come out of his colleague's mouth even before he spoke. He sighed irritably, folding his hands on the desk before him. "What now?"
Sean kept his voice to a minimum. "I'm trying to phase it out, but am I to believe you've commited yet another sexual act in this office? For God's sakes Christian. Can you at least try to act professionally around here for a change?"
He shifted in his seat, forcing a small smile his way. "Can you at least try to not be such a God damn hypocrite? You were the one who told me only an hour ago to find some other mamazon to stick my dick in, did you not?"
"I didn't say to have sex with the first woman who waltzed into your office! How many times have we been over this Christian? I told you before. You don't shit where you eat. We can't afford to lose anymore clients. This is a business, not a breeding ground for porn stars and strippers. You may not care if you get hit with a lawsuit, but I do. If you're going to continue these random sex acts, do it in the privacy of your own home. Is that clear?"
"Crystal," he averted his eyes to his desk before looking back up at Sean. A smile played at the corners of his mouth with his next words but he refused to let it show. "Thanks for the lecture, dad."
Sean took a few steps towards his desk. "If you're going to become any kind of a father in the near future, you're going to have to start making some changes in your life. What's your son or daughter going to think when they come home and find dad with a different woman every night? It's not going to be such a pretty picture. You've already infected my son's mind with what you do. What are you going to do when you have one of your own?"
He shifted his eyes to focus on something else in the room. A lump formed in his throat as he pursed his lips. "I've already been down that road, Sean." His eyes drifted back to the man. "Are you forgetting what happened when Gina broke the news to me? I became a different person when I was around Wilbur." He paused for a moment, holding back the emotion rising to the surface. "I loved him more than I've ever loved anyone. I dedicated so much time trying to be his father...until I realized he already had one. I gave so much love to him. I protected him with my life. I fought for the legal right to become his guardian. I figured I'd be better at raising him than his bitter and sex-crazed mother. After all that, everything went to shit."
He stopped himself from saying anymore, contemplating whether he should tell Sean or not. Finally, he spoke. "His father recently filed a restraining order on Gina. He left the city and took Wibur with him." His voice broke with his last words, "I'll never see him again."
Sean stood there, listening intently to the heartfelt words of his colleague and feeling for him. A deep scowl remained on his face. He took another step towards his desk, dropping his hands from his hips. "You can still have a child of your own, Christian, but only if you're willing to make some sacrifices in your life to become a parent to that child."
He cleared his throat and pushed himself up to his feet, smoothing out the wrinkles in his royal blue lab coat. "The only problem is, I can't find a woman in this city who can satisfy me for one night, let alone settle down with one of them." He rounded his desk and stepped towards Sean. "Frankly, the odds of me becoming a father again are about the same as me cutting my dick off."
"Just as long as the women satisfy you elsewhere and not in the office." Sean stole a glance down at his watch. "Our five o' clock should be getting here any minute." Turning on his heels, he headed out of the office, Christian following behind him.