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Love Clinic by Annie Capola (5-7-87)
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I always thought that Janet was a little too flamboyant in her speech and
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manners. To be honest, she was the object of more than one of my fantasies.
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And why not? She's a very attractive middle-aged blond; her tits are very full
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and very firm and she always wears revealing little outfits that make her the
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subject of all the clinic gossip.
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You see, it can be very difficult living a double life- as a Registered Nurse
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and the Medical coordinator, I have a responsibility to maintain an aire of,
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shall we say, professionalism. But before I became a nurse, I was a horny
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woman. Even in nursing school my extracurricular interests included several
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of my fellow students: I have never been uptight about making love to another
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woman, but on the job? It seemed that was exactly what Janet wanted.
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More than once, she would drop subtle hints: she would ask me to check out her
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tits because they were so sore from her rude boyfriend's manhandling, or she'd
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insist on hiking her brief skirt up to show me her hot panties and garters. I
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thought I would die of embarassment. Imagine, a horny lady like myself who's
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eatten more cunt than most men have embarassed because some bitch hikes her
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skirt and gives me a view! I guess I'm still a bit inhibited, or at least I
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was until last week.
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It was a very busy day, and I had a splitting headache from dealing with some
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stupid bitchy pig of supervisor from another facility. I no sooner hung up
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the phone when Janet buzzed me on the intercom:
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"Annie, can I come in and talk to you, it's very important?"
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"Uhhh...well, ok Janet, but it'll have to be quick", I shot back.
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Janet suantered into my office with a deliberate swagger that would have drove
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anyone to madness. I couldn't help but focus on bouncing tits and the way her
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hard nipples poked through her satin blouse.
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"Annie, I have a real problem. Last night my boyfriend couldn't get me off.
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It's not that he isn't a good lay or that he doesn't turn me on. It's just,
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well I found myself, distracted."
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"Janet, why the fuck are you tellng me this shit?"
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"Well Annie, I hope you don't take this wrong, but I think I'm turned on by,
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eh you!"
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For a couple of minutes I stood there in total, dumbfounded confusion. I have
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been hit on lots of times in lots of places, in my dorm in school, in bars,
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and even in fitting rooms, but never in my office. I can't say I didn't
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really see this coming: I suspected that she wanted me. But this was the
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wrong time and definitely the wrong place. Her arrogance in approaching me in
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my own office just pissed me off. I couldn't let her get away with such
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forwardness, could I?
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I told her that I thought she was full of shit; that she wouldn't know how to
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please another woman even if given the chance and that she had a hell of a lot
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of nerve assuming I would even give a fuck about her "desires." She began to
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sob softly and begged for forgiveness. She pleaded for an opportunity to
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prove her sincerity. I commanded her to strip completely nude and lie down on
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the examining table placing her heels in the stirrups. She complied as I
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locked my door.
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Janet was indeed a very tasty cunt: her pert tits was very firm and capped by
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dark hardened nipples. She had a very trim bush of fine blond tufts and her
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cunt lips were full and inviting. I took some adhesive tape from my desk and
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bonded her ankles into the stirrups after forcing her to slide down, opening
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her legs and her pussy wide open. The aroma of her sweet pussy made mine
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lubricate profusely. I approached her writhing body with a combination of
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attraction and repulsion. I wanted to make her come with a vengeance.
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I donned my white lab coat and put on a pair of latex gloves, snapping them
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sharply as I pulled them up tight. With brutal contempt for her, I placed
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two, three and finally the full width of my fist deep within her cunthole. She
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gasped as I pluged her pussy with my hand. I could feel her womb contract and
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writhe with each deep stroke into her huge cunthole. I was amazed at how
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large her pussy really was.
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"My God, no wonder your boyfriend couldn't satisfy you with his dick, you
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havequite some cunt Janet!"
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"Oh yes Mistress Annie, I know my pussy is very large. I'm sorry it doesn't
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please you"
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"But on the contrary Janet, it does please me, and so I'm going to please you
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darling.", I leered at her in a threatening tone that must have sent chills
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down her spine.
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I turned away from my helpless captive and began to search for the perfect
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object with which to pleasure my slutty receptionist. I was at a loss for a
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bit until the perfect gadget came to me; the object of my daily frustrations
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would be Janet's saviour.
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Turning my back to her, I lifted my phone from it's cradle and disconnected
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the handset. I approached Janet with it concealed behind my back. I told
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Janet to close her eyes and concentrate deeply on her steamy pussy and how
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badly it needed to be filled. I draped her eyes with a few towels and walked
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over to the counter where the supplies are kept. Removing a tube of water
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soluble lubricant from the cabinet, I coated the handset with a generous
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veneer of the slimy substance; it was very slippery and very difficult hold on
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to.
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I returned to my helpless victim and lightly massaged her engorged clit,
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heightening her frenzy even further. With no warning, I thrusted the phone
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deep within the lips of her hungry pussy. She let out a sharp scream and I
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couldn't tell if it was from pleasure, or pain, or a bit of both. She heaved
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her narrow hips, rising and falling back, fucking herself in time to the deep
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relentless piston-like plunging. In no time at all, she came with a flood of
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hot pussy juice emanating from her swollen pleasured labia.
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I released Janet from her stirups; she got up and dressed herself without
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speaking as much as one word. I think she was still in a state of shock. I
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know her cunt was throbbing after the workout it receieved! Nonchalantly, I
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wiped off the drenched phone and replaced it in it's handset. I removed my
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gloves and placed my lab coat back in the closet. Janet finished buttoning
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her blouse, and literally stumbled out of my office, weakened but satisfied.
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The following day, Janet resigned, and frankly I was relieved. Not that I
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didn't enjoy our little tryst, but nonetheless, it would have been very
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difficult to work with her after having had her so completely. I still work
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at the clinic and deal with the morons on the phone, but now when things get
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too heavy, I close my eyes and think about Janet: sometimes I even detect
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fainttraces of her musky scent on my phone, and I smile.
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