Michael stretched his long arms above his head and glanced once more at the closed bathroom door. Sara had been in there for some time.
He yawned fighting to stay awake as the long day of driving finally caught up with him.
What was she doing in there? She had made him promise to stay awake, and he had been more than willing to try after the look she had given him as she took a bag he had never seen before from her belongings, and disappeared behind the bathroom door.
He looked away from the door and focused once more on the old movie that played at low volume on the TV. But before long he once again found his chin dipping down onto his tattooed chest as he nodded off. He jerked his head up, forcing his eyes to stay open.
He was slapping himself softly trying to wake up, when the bathroom door opened and Sara walked out wearing a white coat exactly like the one she had worn at Fox River. She also wore a stethoscope around her neck, and latex gloves on her hands. A pair of high heeled fuck me boots completed her outfit.
She grinned at him as she walked towards him, her breasts playing peek-a-boo with his hungry eyes. A slow grin spread across Michael's face as his fatigue instantly left him.
"Hello, Dr. Tancredi", he said, playing along with her game. He sat forward a little on the bed. "How are you today"?
Sara walked to stand in front of him. "I'm fine, thank you", she said, as her gloved hand brought the stethoscope to her mouth, where she warmed it with her hot breath.
Her eyes never left his as she placed the stethoscope over his heart and listened. Michael knew she would hear his heart racing for her. She was driving him crazy. The sight of her in a doctor's coat had brought back all of his fantasies of her at Fox River.
He remembered lying on his cot each night replaying in his mind the infirmary visits he had come to crave. Much like now, his fantasy would start out with business as usual and then he would add some choice embellishments.
His favorite fantasy had been of taking her bent over the infirmary cot.
His grin widened as she leaned over him to examine the now healed burn on his shoulder. He felt her warm breast brush against him as she prodded him gently.
"This looks pretty good", she said in a professional manner, as her right nipple hardened against his chest.
"In fact, it's almost completely healed", she continued.
She then ran a gloved hand along his thigh and down to his foot. She traced her fingers gently across the bottom of his foot as she examined what remained of his severed toes.
"Hmmm, she said softly, as she leaned in for a closer look. Michael wasn't sure how much more he could take as her white coat rose up revealing her tight ass.
Unable to stop himself he reached out and lightly ran his fingers along her silky white skin. She emitted a soft gasp at his touch and then the examination of his foot was complete.
"I'm going to have to ask you to remove your boxers, she said as she snapped her gloves in place.
Michael looked at her gloved hands for a minute and then into Sara's lust heavy eyes.
"You promise to be gentle"? He joked.
"No", she laughed softly with a come fuck me stare.
Michael paused for a second, and then grinning, he stripped out of his boxers.
He stood in front of her, his member at full attention. Sara walked closer and took him in her hand, the latex cool against his hot throbbing flesh. He gasped and reached for her. He was ready for this game to move on. She was driving him crazy with her cool doctor's demeanor and her hot eyes.
He pulled her against him and his tongue found her mouth, delving in, in a frenzied dance.
His hands reached behind her and cupped her ass as he pulled her tightly against him, his hard cock pressing into her stomach as he lifted her up.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and Michael could feel the cold leather of her boots against his skin. He carried her to the bed where he eased her down. She reached to pull him down but he stopped her, leading her hands to the mattress, showing her where he wanted her.
He leaned over her, the soft skin of her ass sending an almost painful ache to his stomach as he brushed it with his tip. He wanted her so much, just like this, playing out his fantasy.
He entered her from behind and she gasped. She pushed back against him taking him all the way in and moaned his name in a smoky voice. He reached one hand around to stroke her breasts while his other hand gripped her hip pulling her hard against him.
It seemed the harder he slammed into her the louder she moaned.
He knew he wouldn't last long. She had him too worked up. And when she reached between her wet thighs and stroked him, he felt his orgasm explode from him, his hot seed emptying inside of her.
She pushed herself urgently against him, forcing him deeper, her soft skin slamming into his as she came hard.
Michael fell beside her, his breath coming in pants.
Sara flipped over, and turning to face him, she smiled.
"It's your turn next", she said reaching to stroke his nipple. "You get to come up with the next game".
Michael grinned.
He figured they had at least two more days drive before they reached Linc's place in Arizona.