Dr.Ah(part1)

The doctor will see you now, Mrs. Granger,” stated a singsong voice from a very tall, pretty brunette.1

Rachel glanced up as she set the magazine down on the waiting table, flashing a quick nervous smile. “Thank you.” She stated softly, adjusting her silk dress as she got up from the low-slung sofa on very shaky legs. 2

“My name is Gwen. I’m one of Dr. Hamilton’s nurses.”3

“Hi.” Rachel responded automatically. What am I doing here? Rachel asked herself for the twentieth time since she had given her name to the receptionist. You’re trying to save your marriage, came the silent cryptic reply. Inhaling deeply, she slowly followed the nurse, subconsciously noticing how snugly her uniform fit her trim figure. 4

Many, who didn’t know Rachel, would have said she was bisexual the way she looked at other women but she was one hundred percent heterosexual. She painted portraits but specialized in nudes, so she admired the varying parts of the human anatomy, both male and female.5

“We’ll be using examination room three today for our first visit Mrs. Granger. We have the gown all ready laid out for you.” Gwen waved for Rachel to precede her in.6

Rachel stopped half way over the threshold as she took a quick look around the room. It wasn’t like any other examination room she had ever been in before. The ‘gown’ was a silk robe. The exam table looked more like a narrow elevated bed, complete with pale blue Egyptian cotton sheets. 7

Gwen gave a little chuckle at Rachel’s obvious surprise, as she gently ushered her further into the room, turning she closed the door. “Don’t worry Mrs. Granger. You’re not the first one to have this sort of reaction. Dr. Hamilton insists that his patients respond better if they feel comfortable in their surroundings. Please have a seat over there,” she indicated a straight backed colonial chair upholstered in a deep burgundy, “while I take your vitals and then I’ll leave you to undress.” 8

Frowning slightly, Gwen glanced at the anxious look on her patient’s face, while she took her pulse; it was beating like a base drum. “Are you all right Mrs. Granger?” 9

Averting her face in embarrassment, Rachel said in a quit voice, “I’m just so embarrassed.”10

“Whatever for? You have a legitimate medical condition Mrs. Granger. I do hope Mr. Granger hasn’t been putting foolish thoughts into your head.” 11

Rachel whipped her head back around a look of shock on her face, “Oh no, of course not!” she stated shaking her head emphatically, “No, it was my husband that suggested I visit Dr. Hamilton because he would like us to have a … nor-, a normal relationship.” She stammered.12

Gwen smiled at her reassuringly, “You mean a normal sexual relationship?” 13

“Yes.” Rachel spoke softly, looking down at the floor. 14

Reaching over to squeeze her hand, Gwen spoke gently, “Believe me when I say, Dr. Hamilton can work wonders for you. I know it’s not easy after you’ve had such a traumatic experience when you were younger. But if it hadn’t been for Dr. Hamilton I wouldn’t be engaged to a wonderful man now.” 15

Rachel raised incredulous eyes to Gwen, “You too?” 16

Gwen nodded, patting her hand as she stood up to leave, “Me too. We’ll talk some other time. But for now, just slip all of your clothes off and put the robe on. I’ll let Dr. Hamilton know you’ll be ready in five.” 17

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Rachel couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious being completely naked under the silk robe. Deciding to wait in the chair instead of reclining on the bed, she was busy re-adjusting the folds of the black silk when there was a brief knock before the door opened. Her heart skidded to a stop, and then picked up speed when she got a good look at the gorgeous man who entered.19

He was tall, well over six feet, darkly tanned, with thick dark brown hair. And eyes that reminder her of a lion, large, tawny colored eyes, intelligent and watchful. 20

“Good afternoon Mrs. Granger.” He flashed a quick charming smile, as he closed the door softly behind him. His long muscular legs made short work of the distance between the door and where she sat, a large hand stretched out for a welcome handshake. “I’m Dr. Hamilton.”21

Rachel felt a little zing when his hand grasped hers in a firm but gentle handshake. “It’s nice to meet you Dr. Hamilton.” She said softly. 22

He pulled out the stool and folded his long limbs beneath the table, “If it’s all the same to you, I’d like to dispense with the formalities. You can call me Bryce, if I may call you Rachel?” 23

“Yes, of course Dr.-,” Blushing, she stopped in mid sentence when she noticed one dark eyebrow rise, “Sorry, old habit, I guess.”24

Bryce smiled warmly, his eyes alight with devilment, “Okay, now lets try that again, I’m Bryce and you are?”25

Feeling a little more at ease, she laughed and stated with a warm smile, “Rachel.” 26

“That’s better.” He stated warmly. “Now, before we begin I want to let you know what to expect in our sessions.”27

Nodding her head, her long flaxen hair shimmered under the lights, “Okay.”28

“I’ve spoken with your husband and he’s set the pace of these sessions between us. But I want you to understand that whatever is said and done during our time together is strictly confidential, unless you choose to share it. You have my word. Okay?”29

Turning her head to stare straight ahead she hesitated before she finally spoke, “Yes.”30

Rachel was surprised when he cupped her face in one large warm hand, gently turning her to face him, “You have nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about Rachel. Many women have a tough time dealing with a rape, especially when it happens so young. But you are safe now. I promise we will only go at a pace where you feel comfortable.” His thumb traced her full bottom lip, his eyes following the movement before spearing her with a direct look, “I just need you to trust me, all right?”31

She released the breath she didn’t know she had been holding as she nodded silently.32

“Good.” He stated with another warm smile. “Now, for our first session,” he stood, with his hand still cupping her face, he guided her up from the chair, and then raised his other hand to match the first, “it’s all about you.” 33

Rachel was mesmerized by the sight of his mouth slowly inching its way down to meet her own. Her breath hitched, as he paused, his lips only a few centimeters from her own. 34

“Today is for your pleasure only.” Bryce stated before his lips gently took possession of hers. 35

His lips, like the rest of him, were warm and firm but oh so gentle. Rachel felt a shudder go through her when he nipped at her bottom lip. Tentatively she opened her mouth and was instantly delighted when his tongue took possession, darting in and out. 36

Sucking in a heated breath, Rachel grasped his biceps with her small delicate hands, and for the first time in her 22 years, let her fears go and just enjoyed the moment. Tentatively, her tongue sought and found his. A heated shiver raced down her spine. As their tongues dueled she felt an unfamiliar tingling in her breasts and an ache began low in her belly. 37

Before she realized Bryce’s intent he bent down and scooped her up into his arms, their lips never breaking the intimate contact. Rachel was so absorbed by the kiss she was sharing with Bryce, she barely registered the feel of the soft bed she was lain upon.38

She whimpered in protest when he gently disentangled his mouth from hers, “Shhh,” Bryce smiled down at her, his breathing coming in short choppy pants, “its okay honey. Believe me, I know what you mean but today is for your pleasure, not mine.” He brushed a wayward tendril of hair from her cheek with a shaky hand, “If I continue to kiss your delectable lips,” He punctuated each word with a gentle brush of his lips, on her forehead, over her eyes, and down her cheeks, until he had reached the sensitive hollow at her throat, “I won’t be able to stop myself.”39

Bryce nipped and licked along her neck, until he found that special spot each woman had. He continued in relentless pursuit until she moaned. Then he lifted his head to watch as passion further ignited in her luminous eyes. Her softly rounded hips shifted restlessly, causing the robe to part, revealing long shapely legs. He slid his hand down over her right breast, causing her to buck when his palm grazed her hardened nipple. Finding the bow of her silk robe he gave one quick tug, the black material slithering over satiny curves.40

Rachel’s mind was a buzz with wonder. She peeped from beneath her lashes, sneaking a peek at Bryce. She couldn’t explain what was happening to her. She had believed that she would always associate sex as something horrible and was deeply ashamed that she had never been able to consummate her marriage to a man she loved with all her heart. But Bryce had her writhing and aching for something she didn’t even know existed. 41

Lifting a hand he brushed it over her right nipple, causing Rachel to arch her back in response, “That’s it Rachel,” Bryce whispered hoarsely as he bent over her left breast, his warm breath teasing as he continued, “just let yourself go. Don’t think, just feel.” Then he captured the nipple between his teeth and tongue while he pinched and plucked her other with his hand. 42

“Oh!” She moaned low in her throat.43

Flicking his tongue against the engorged peak, Bryce blew softly, watching as her nipple hardened even further, “If you feel the need, touch me Rachel,” he flicked his tongue against her nipple once more, before continuing, “let me know with your hands, that you’re enjoying yourself.” 44

Rachel’s mind warred with her body’s response, until an unknown hunger took over. Lifting arms that felt heavy and useless, she plunged her fingers in his soft thick hair, holding his head just where she wanted it, while her hips bucked in response. That strange tingling sensation had since moved down to encompass her pussy, making her clamp her legs together as she unconsciously rocked her hips.45

Instinctively, Rachel directed Bryce’s mouth over to her other breast; as she felt one of his hands slide sensuously down her abdomen and brush lightly over her pubic hair. She stiffened, curling her legs protectively against his touch.46

Bryce released her breast; lifting his head he spoke softly, “Relax, Rachel. I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.”47

Closing her eyes, she sucked in a calming breath, and slowly relaxed, allowing her legs to straighten. Rachel gave a little gasp of surprise when Bryce began to nibble on her neck once again. When he touched that special spot, where her neck met her shoulder, she groaned and bucked her hips. Bryce took advantage and slipped a finger into her slick folds. 48

“Oh!” She explained in wonder. 49

“That’s it sweetheart. Spread your legs for me.”50

She could only obey. She had no will to resist, as she reached up and clamped her hands around his broad shoulders, her fingers digging into the folds of his dress shirt. Rachel could see tiny starbursts of light where she had her eyes clenched tightly shut. With the pad of one finger he circled her clit, causing her hips to buck once more. Then sliding one finger inside her, he circled her clit with his thumb as he kissed and licked his way down to her breasts. 51

Rachel felt her inner muscles begin to clench as she rocked her hips back and forth, increasing the pressure of Bryce’s hand as he pumped his finger in and out of her pussy. She let out a little moan of disappointment when he abandoned her breasts but soon tensed and gave a little whimper of protest before clamping her legs together when she felt his tongue tracing a path down her abdomen, and over her navel, his soft hair tickling in contrast to the smooth glide of his tongue. 52

Halting the menstruations of his finger still embedded in her pussy, Bryce lifted his head and gave her a lazy heavy-lidded look, “It’s all right Rachel, trust me,” he coaxed in a deep sexy purr, before dropping a wet gentle kiss on one of her knees. “Open your legs for me sweetheart,” his pink tongue darting out to lave a slow circle around her knee cap. “I want to give you nothing but pleasure.” 53

Sucking in a deep shuddering breath, Rachel slowly began to relax her legs as Bryce positioned himself at the end of the tall bed. He began stroking her clit with his thumb while gliding two fingers into her heated core, administering a rhythmic pattern, in and out, around and around, slowly building her desire once more. When he felt the little tremors under the surface of her skin, and heard the little moan erupt deep in her throat, he began alternating between gentle kisses and little nips down her inner thigh. Without missing a beat, he replaced his thumb with his tongue, swirling and flicking at her clit.54

“Oh Bryce!” She cried out at the new sensation. Her restless hands clawing at the soft linen clothe. 55

Slipping a third finger inside her to join the other two, he began to gently stretch her tight entrance; her juices flowing, filling the crevices of her folds. When she began to bump and grind her hips he reluctantly removed his fingers to hold her hips so his tongue could continue to lick the pre-come from her pussy. 56

“Bryce! Oh! Please….” she whimpered, unsure of just what exactly she was wanting, needing. 57

“That’s it sweetheart, let yourself go.” He stated roughly, his tongue spearing her core and then licking all the way up to her clit, like an ice cream cone, twirling the engorged nub and then sliding back down once more, over and over.58

Rachel’s blonde hair was thrashing over her face as she moved her head from side to side, seeking some respite but never wanting this wonderfully warm and delicious feeling to end. She gave a moan of frustration.59

“Oh sweetheart, you’re doing fantastic, you’re so wet,” he stated hoarsely, lifting his dark head to look at her, “You’re almost there, stay with me.” He reinserted two fingers, pumping in and out. “Use your hands, to squeeze your breasts Rachel; it will heighten your climax.” 60

“Ah!” She moaned in response to his command. “Oh! Yes, yes!” her back arching, her inner muscles clenching tighter.61

Bryce pumped his fingers in and out of her harder and faster, “That’s it, use your fingers to pinch the nipples as you squeeze. Don’t stop.” Then he dipped his head and sucked on her clit once more, sending her over the edge, her cum spilling over his tongue like a warm flow of honey. 62

“YES!” Rachael cried out as her body began to buck and shake uncontrollably before she collapsed back onto the bed, panting, her mind swirling and dipping. She was tired and spent. But Bryce continued to lick her pussy, her body jerking in response, until her breathing had returned to normal and the little after shocks had subsided. 63

Standing up straight, Bryce trailed a hand up the inside of her leg, over her hip and to the side of her narrow waist, while he walked around to the side of the bed. He looked down at her intently, before asking, “How are you feeling?”64

Now that the intimacy was over, shame and embarrassment began to flood her mind; she went to turn her head away. 65

“No,” he stated firmly, reaching a hand out to capture her chin, turning her face back to meet his gaze, “I won’t have you feeling ashamed about what happened here.” His thumb stroking over her swollen lips, “Your husband wants you to learn to enjoy making love. And the first step was to experience what it feels like to have an orgasm.”66

“What,” Rachel had to clear her throat before she tried again, “what’s the next step?” She asked softly.67

Bryce sent her a wicked grin, “Learning how to please a man.” He paused long enough for it to sink in, “Do you think you’re up for the challenge?” 68

“I…I think so.” She stammered nervously. 69

He leaned down, pulling a warm blanket over her still naked body, “Good. In that case I think regular, twice weekly sessions, would work best. I’ll tell Gwen to schedule you for this Thursday. I’ll be giving you a couple of assignments to complete before our next session, so Gwen will go over those with you. Does this appointment time work best for you?” When Rachel nodded an affirmative Bryce continued. “Then for now, just rest until you’ve regained your strength.” Brushing a gentle kiss over her forehead, he straightened and crossed the room, flipping a sign on the doorknob; he turned down the lights, quietly opened the door and then gently shut it behind him. 70