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No one believes for one moment that Dr. Laura is a religious zealot, or a crabby person. ====================================================== "Now, go take on the day!" "And...we're clear," Dan Mendez said, deftly punching the "Off Air" button. "Good show, Laura. Two women brought to tears back to back!" Dr. Laura Schlessigner forced a grimace as she tried in vain to massage the pain out of her neck. "When they cry it just shows how weak they are," she said, ginger- ly rolling her neck from side to side. "God put me on this earth to be a mirror for them to look into, to see their sinful selves. That's why they cry." "Yes, Laura, of course," Dan said, rolling his eyes and shaking his head, safe from her view in his booth. "Are you going to that new massage therapist I recom- mended to take care of your neck?" "I hope he's as good as you say," she said, standing to her full 5'5, stiff, well-sprayed hair adding another 6" to her overall height. Dan leaned out of his booth and winked at Dr. Laura. "He's the best I know -- at what he does." *** Dr. Laura stepped into the pleasant, well decorated office in agony. Turning to scream at an offending driver had only wrenched her neck further and darkened her mood. "I have an appointment with Dr. Wilters," she snapped at the pretty receptionist. "And may I ask what name the appointment is under," the receptionist politely replied, unfazed by the older woman's vitriol. "Schlessigner," Dr. Laura snapped, eyes narrowing. "DOCTOR Schlessinger." The young girl only smiled again, further angering Dr. Laura. "Please have a seat and I'll inform Dr. Wilters that you are here." "Listen, honey," Dr. Laura spat, leaning over the desk. "I have an appointment. I am in pain. I am NOT going to sit around waiting for you to paint your slutty nails, got it? Get Dr. Wilters right now, understand?" The younger woman only smiled. "Of course, Dr. Schlessinger." With that she lifted the headset and pushed a button. "Dr. Wilters, your 3 o clock is here. Okay, sure." Standing and laying the headset back upon the desk, the tall, beautiful young woman opened the door behind her desk. "The Doctor is waiting, Doctor." Dr. Laura snarled and stomped rudely past the blond, promising herself to get the girl fired if she could. How DARE anyone talk to her like that! She'd had many, many women fired over the years for less. Inside the tastefully decorated office were leather couches, a massage table, and a fine oak desk. No doctor. Dr. Laura turned to shriek at the receptionist and came up short, meeting instead a tall, dark skinned man instead. "Dr. Schlessinger, so sorry for startling you," he said, voice flavored with an exotic, difficult to place accent. "Please, come in." Dr. Laura followed him into his office as he closed the door, still fuming and in increasing pain. "Please, sit down," Dr. Wilters said, pointing Dr. Laura to a plush leather chair as he sat on the edge of his desk, well muscled chest obvious through his dark silk shirt. "I understand you to be in some pain, yes?" "Yes," Dr. Laura snapped back, losing patience with this whole affair. "I twisted my neck several days ago sparring with my Karate instructor. You came highly recommended, so here I am." "Yes, yes, I understand," Dr. Wilters said, his words slightly musical through his accent. "We'll start right away." Leaning over, he opened a drawer and pulled out a metronome and set it beside him on the desk. "Now, Dr. Schlessinger," he said, starting the metronome ticking slowly back and forth. "The first thing we must do is establish trust and ease. I have found that this small exorcise works very well. All you need to do is listen to my voice and relax. Listen to my voice and relax. Listen to my voice and relax. Listen to my voice and relax. Listen to my voice and relax... Dr. Laura began to feel a little strange as the dark man's exotic voice seemed to wash over her, the gentle swaying tick of the metronome adding to his voice's soothing, enveloping warmth. She felt herself relax- ing, tension slowly bleeding from her muscles. She felt strangely free from the tension and bitterness that she had twisted her soul into over the last few years of religious zealotry and finger wagging fana- ticism. She felt herself falling away, into a soft, buzzing light. Dr. Wilters watched with a smile as Dr. Laura succumbed to his professional prowess. Stopping the metronome, he slowly stood and walked towards the relaxed, vacant eyed woman. "Laura," he said softly, "You are far away, but part of you is here with me. I want you to raise your right arm above the shoulder if you understand." Like a doll she slowly raised her arm, eyes still locked upon the silent metronome. "Very good, Laura," Dr. Wilters whispered, standing over her and gently taking her wrist in his hand and puling her arm down. "Until I say your full name, Laura, you will be as relaxed as you are now. You will feel like the woman you were in your twenties, free and sexual. You will eagerly follow when someone suggests something to you. Do you understand, Laura? You may speak." Like a voice from a dream, she faintly heard herself saying, "Yes." Still holding her wrist, Dr. Wilters guided it to the front of his trousers, laying her palm across his hardened member. "Do you want this, Laura?" Her small hand gently squeezed his penis and she looked up at him, eyes still distant but aware. "Oh, God yes," came her small far away voice. Dr. Wilters smiled and bent down, gently pulling her head back by her hair and giving her a deep tongue exploring kiss. The dreamy Laura returned his kiss and more, her hand fumbling for the zipper to free what she most desired in life at that moment. Of her own accord she slipped from the chair to fall to her knees, fairly ripping his zipper down and pulling his belt open before yanking his trousers down. With only underwear left, she began playfully biting at his engorged penis through the dark cotton, before pulling them down as well. Without hesitation Laura hungrily dove upon the doctor's hard glistening dick, expertly taking it deep into her throat, out to the tip, and down again with the eager ease of a street whore. Dr. Wilters was taken aback by her eagerness. His methods rarely released such a latent sexual creature as this. She was so good that he was close to release, but that had to wait, he told himself. He had so much more planned for the good doctor. Stepping back and pulling his slick member from his patient's mouth, he said, "I want to you to remove all of your clothes, dearest Laura. Quickly." While he was sure of his work, the time that one stayed fully under his control varied, so he preferred not to dally. She was quickly free of her clothes, tossing them aside with abandon to reveal her slender, toned body. Though in her early 50's, constant exorcise and martial arts practice had kept her body hard and healthy. "Laura, you may resume blowing me." As Laura eagerly fell to her knees again and inhaled his long dick, Dr. Wilters reached over and clicked his intercom. "Miss Green, you may join us now." Presently the door opened and the pretty receptionist entered and slipped free of her dress. Dr. Wilters slowly, regretfully pulled Laura's mouth from his swollen cock and slowly guided her to stand and turned her to face the receptionist. "Laura," he whispered in her ear, reaching around to squeeze her small but firm breasts from behind. "Say hello to Miss Green. You are deeply attracted to her and absolutely must taste her or you will surely die." The dreamy Laura stepped toward the beautiful blonde and immediately fell to her knees again, kissing her way from the woman's pretty feet to her small, mani- cured bush. Miss Green stood with legs apart, allowing the hungry woman access to her now moist womanhood, gently guiding her head with her hands to find the right spot. "She is very eager," Miss Green sighed as Laura's tongue danced across her clit. "Yes, she is," Dr. Wilters chuckled, helping Laura to stand once again and guiding her toward the leather couch. Miss Green preceded them and lay upon the couch, legs spread wide. Laura automatically crawled between them and resumed her cunt lapping, occasionally licking the blonde's tight anus for added pleasure. Dr. Wilters knelt behind the lapping Laura and slowly pushed his thick cock into Laura's tight hole, elicit- ing a groan of pleasure from her. With slow, firm strokes Dr. Wilters set up a rhythm, sinking to his sack and out each time, hands pulling on her slender hips to drive her upon him. After nearly losing his control, he decided it was time to complete the session. Reaching under the couch, he drew forth a tube of KY Jelly and liberally applied it to his yearning cock and Laura's beckoning asshole. Pressing the tip of his cock against her rear opening, he slowly pushed and entered it. Laura went wild, howling with absolute maddening pleasure as he plumbed her depths. She returned to her cunt lapping like an animal in utter heat, her tongue bringing Miss Green to successive, thundering orgasms. Dr. Wilters had had enough of control and pounded his willing patient's tight ass until she had pleasured his assistant, then he exploded deep inside her, Laura shrieking like a banshee in her own accompanying orgasm. *** The following day Dr. Laura returned to her studio with a glow about her that everyone commented upon. The moment she saw Dan she thanked him. "You were right," she said, smiling. "The man was amazing. I drove home yesterday feeling so relaxed, more than I have in years! I am definitely going to see him again!" Dan smiled and winked at her. "Let me know when you are going again. I'd love to come along." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with strangers. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 6