Free Raw Medicine (A Medical Romance Short Story) by Elizabeth Hawkes Page B

said,
"Dr. Hulse is taking me out."

 
    I watched as her eyes opened
wide. "Out? Like out out? Like out on a date?"

 
    "Yeah," I said, feeling
a little embarrassed, and running a hand through my hair. "I know he's
old, but I like him. I mean, it's just over the summer, probably..." I
blushed again.

 
    "Oh my God, Kyleen! You like
him a lot, I can tell."

 
    Everyone headed down to the
river, and I heard their voices dying away into the
distance as I started to get ready. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I
could see that I looked happy and radiant. I knew it was going to be the best
summer of my life.

 
 
 
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    SPLIT BY THE DOCTOR

 
    I glanced at the
clock as I slipped a hand up my black-and-white French maid’s uniform and
touched my throbbing sex. According to the note Mrs. Stone left for me this
morning, she and Dr. Stone would be home soon.  

 
    I had to hurry, for
I didn’t have much time.

 
    Just thinking of my
billionaire boss, the world-famous cardiac surgeon, Dr. Dane Stone, made me
want to finger myself.
     
    I had only been
working for them for a couple of months, and already I was tormented by the
raging crush I had on Dr. Stone.

 
    Now, normally, I’m
not such a horny little vixen. But if you could see how stunningly handsome he
was, you’d understand. This guy doesn’t just melt panties , he incinerates them !
And I feel safe to say there isn’t a woman alive who can resist his charms. His
six-foot-four, powerfully muscled body turns head wherever he goes, so please
excuse me when sometimes I just have to masturbate to his mental image, even
when I’m on the clock.   God, just a
single look from his sexy, bright green eyes are enough to make me ache with
lustful cravings; I can’t tell you how many times I’ve fantasized the good
doctor performing a private examination on me!  

 
    I quickly glanced at
the clock again.   I had to get a
move on.  

 
    Generally, I don't
keep track of when Dr. or Mrs. Stone come and go. But today was different.
Today they had left their bedroom door unlocked and slightly ajar. This never
happens. I had to take a quick peek inside; I simply couldn’t help myself.

 
    For some unknown
reason, they don’t allow any of the maids to enter their room, not even the
head butler. Why this is the case is of great speculation amongst the servants,
but no one really knows why. Of course, there are rumors, but what’s the good
in those?

 
    Needless to say, the
temptation was just too great—I was the only maid assigned to the second
floor this particular day, and no one but myself would ever be the wiser. I had
just finished all my duties, and had enough time to take a quick peek inside. I
knew it wasn’t proper, but what could be the harm?   What could they possibly have in there
that was so off limits?   So
forbidden?    

 
    I quietly padded
down the hallway towards their bedroom.   “Just one minute,” I told myself sternly, taking a step forward into the
massive room.  

 
    It was beautiful,
with large French windows that opened to an expansive balcony overlooking the
mountains.   The bed was encased in
an ornate metal frame that closely mimicked delicate vines.   I touched the cold steel, admiring the beauty,
and I gently ran my hand along the top of the red satin bedcovers, the kind you
see in porn videos.  

 
    And then my eyes
finally raked over the reason why the room was off limits: it was dedicated to
bondage and submission. There were floggers, collars, corsets, binders, and an
assortment of shackles. Even the bed was specifically made for tying people
down. Now I understood why they didn’t want anyone in their room. I sighed and
glanced around a moment longer; I wondered how often Mrs. Stone made love to
him, and how it felt.  

 
    There was red satin
robe that hung from a huge, anatomically-correct ,
wrought-iron penis