On-Call
By: MrsAC
Prompts: Crown Royal, jacuzzi
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I walked in the front door, slipping off my shoes as I entered. I loosened my tie and headed straight for the liqueur cabinet in the kitchen. It had been a long day, the longest one I could remember in a while.
I delivered eight infants in one rotation. I had always enjoyed my job, even the exhaustion was well worth it in the end. I helped bring life into the world; in all the years I've been an OB/GYN, it's never failed to amaze me.
I poured a small glass of Crown, mindful that I was on call, but needing to take the edge off. I padded out to the patio. I stepped into the crisp night air and turned on the Jacuzzi, before making my way back inside.
I waited a few minutes, sipping my drink before shedding my clothes and throwing a robe over my naked form. I made my way back out to the steaming tub, drink in hand and pulled the top back. I quickly shed the robe, climbed into the bubbling steam and immediately relaxed.
I sat with my back directly in front of a jet, letting the pressure of the stream work over the tension there. I let my head fall back resting on the ledge, which allowed my entire body to relax. It had been a long time since I'd had the time to just sit, without having to think about anything specific.
My mind immediately went to the one thing it always went to when I wasn't focused on anything else; women. Being a doctor in my mid-thirties and never married always raised eyebrows in my profession. It wasn't that I didn't want to settle down with someone. I just didn't really have time to date, and none of the woman I came in contact with had the ability to hold my attention for longer than one night.
That didn't mean I didn't spend plenty of time imagining the perfect woman. There were certain things about her that I could picture in an instant. I could see her curly hair cascading over her shoulders, the womanly shape of her body with curves in all the right places, and her shiny lips which were always covered in the most enticing shades.
It wasn't just her looks I thought about either. I knew that I wanted a woman who was intelligent and yet able to keep me in a constant state of laughter. For me, there's nothing sexier than a woman with a quick wit.
As I continued to picture the unattainable woman in my mind, I felt my cock harden. Without thinking I trailed my hand down my body and wrapped it tightly around my erection. In my head; it wasn't my hands wrapped around me, but instead a pair of soft feminine hands. The thought of that alone, made me grow impossibly harder.
I continued to stroke myself, imagining those hands being replaced by a pair of shiny, wet lips. My hips jerked up harder, meeting my fist as the image of those lips consumed me. I added my other hand, twisting it in a steady upwards motion around the head. I couldn't contain the noises that were being emitted; raw and animalistic- I was too far gone to even care- it had been awhile since my last release and I needed this.
I began stroking my self with abandon, my entire body on fire from the sensation. Image after image of her, ran through my mind. Perfection.
After a few more passes, I came in several powerful streams, my body instantly relaxed and sank further into the water. I leaned back still lazily stroking myself, unwilling to be finished yet.
I had almost gotten myself worked up enough for round two when I heard my Blackberry ringing from the kitchen. Just like that, I knew my playtime was over. I quickly got out, throwing my robe on, and jogged inside. I picked up the phone and pushed the answer button as I pressed the phone to my ear.
"Dr. Carlisle Cullen."
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Happy Birthday, Nina! Love you bunches and heaps.
-Meg xoxo