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Greg put an arm around her, letting his fingers rove over the silky soft skin of her bare shoulder. He loved the feel of her, the way she cuddled against his chest like a friendly kitten. He craved her when they were together, and even more when they were apart. In a few short months, she'd become an addiction, one he had to have more and more of in order to survive.

"Want to know how I feel right now?" he asked, letting his hand wander down to toy with her soft, warm breast.

"Uh-huh." Her nipple beaded at his touch, burning into his hand through the soft, flimsy material of the T-shirt she'd put on when they got to her apartment.

"Horny." In the past three months, he'd been that way more than he
remembered ever been, even when he was a studious teenager whose fantasies ran hot and heavy but whose limited success with the girls of his dreams had done little to alleviate the wanting.

"Want to do something about this?" Sandy asked, lightly squeezing his
hard-on through his slacks. "I could drag you inside this way."

"Promises, promises." Damn if she didn't make him feel ten years younger and as hungry for her pussy as if he didn't have to examine dozens of them every day in the course of his work. Loving her the way he did was icing on the sex cake.

"Come on, baby," he said. "I'll give you a ride you won't forget."

"Now it's you making rash promises." Sandy snuggled up against his chest and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Maybe this time I want to do the riding."

"Am I gonna have to show you who's boss?"

"Just how would you do that, Dr. Halpern?" She shot him a challenging
look-but then she grinned. "Give me a spanking?"

He whipped off his belt and caught both ends in his fist. "Do you think you need one?" he asked, going along with her little game.

"I've been a bad, bad girl. All day I kept thinking how much fun we could have had if you'd just laid me up on one of your examining tables during a lull between patients and fucked me until I screamed for mercy." She giggled.

"That would have shocked the pants right off some of prissy Mrs. Carlisle if she'd known."

"You're not supposed to talk mean about my nurse."

"I know, but it's so much fun to shock her." Very slowly Sandy lifted her oversize T-shirt and shimmied her hips as she pulled it off over her head. "Just imagine her walking in and catching us."

All Greg could imagine at the moment was getting his cock in Sandy's hot little cunt. "Just imagine me losing my license." Then he laughed. "You'd really fuck with me in the office?"

"Oh, yeah, Doc. Anytime, anyplace. I could always swear you were doing my annual check-up. You've got one hot cock, you know?"

"Not as hot as your cute little tush is gonna be." He shed his slacks and underwear, and sat on the bed, belt in hand. "Come here and bend over my knee."

"Oooh. Are you really gonna use that on me?"

He patted his knees. "You've asked for it, baby. Now you're gonna get it. And when I finish tanning your perfect little ass, I'm going to show you another use for it."

When she lay face down across his lap, Greg bent and kissed her upthrust buttocks. "Are you going to stop thinking dirty thoughts, sweetheart?"

"Never."

"Then you're going to take a couple of licks with this." He dangled the belt menacingly before her face, then brought it up over his target.

"Please..." He whacked her butt cheeks once, hard, then let the loop of
leather trail across her reddened skin. "...please do it again. Harder."

Th-wack. The crack of leather on her firm, supple ass made his balls tighten with anticipation. He set down the belt and used his hand, sampling the heat that had risen from the belt strokes and her arousal.

"You ready to be good now?" Grabbing a handful of her bottom, he gave it a gentle squeeze. When she squirmed, the contact of her hip with his rigid cock made every muscle in his body clench with need.

"Oh, yessss."

As new to sex as Sandy was, she got off on every kind of play he'd ever
tried. Now her puckered anus beckoned him, so he dragged his hand in the honey that flowed from her hot, primed cunt and ringed her puckered rear entrance with one finger. "Feel good?" he asked, working his finger slowly past her anal sphincter.

"Mmmm. Good." Then she gasped. "No, Greg. That hurts."

"Take some deep breaths. Relax. There, how does it feel now?" Once
completely inside her, he gently probed with his finger, massaging her cunt through the thin wall that separated the two orifices.

"Different. Oh, that feels wonderful. But now I want your cock. Please. My pussy wants it now."

Carefully, he withdrew his finger, then gave her bottom a playful whack with his open hand. "My cock wants your wet little pussy, too. Get up and lie back on the bed, and I'll make us both happy." Fumbling in the night stand, he found a condom.

He loved how she opened herself for him. Kneeling between her firm, slender thighs after sheathing himself, he positioned himself and slowly sank into her wet, hot cunt. "How do you want it, sweetheart? Shall I fuck you real slow, make you beg for more?"

"Damn you. Quit talking and fuck me. Slow, fast. I don't care so long as you're inside me." She punctuated her demand by wrapping her legs around his waist and taking sharp little bites out of his shoulder.

"Okay. Hold on. Baby, you'll fuck me to death." But he loved being in her tight, hot cunt, feeling her squeeze his cock as if she'd never let him go.
He loved her.

Sweet and gentle or hot and fast, it was all good. So good he never wanted to leave her. So good he didn't know how much longer he could hold on.

"Harder. Fuck me harder. Oh, yesss. I'm coming. Greg, I love you."

Her whole body shook. Her pussy flooded with slick, hot honey. She dug her nails into his back, her heels into his ass. Her spasming cunt milked him, dragged him along with her to a climax so powerful it left him drained.

Drained but supremely content. When he rolled to his side, Sandy came with him, snuggled against him, and dropped light kisses across his chest and neck. Unlike either of his former wives or the few other women in his past, she made him enjoy quiet times like these almost as much as the sex itself.

He loved having a lover who made sex fun.