Warning: sexual activities (obviously)

The next morning, Lindsey awoke before Stevie. The blanket covered only half of her body and the bedsheets were tangled beneath. The light shown through the lace curtains and he smiled, stroking the prominent red mark he had left on her butt cheek from the night before. He kissed her, finding her lips under all of that long blonde hair. She moans slightly, a smile spreading across her lips.

"Good morning, Angel" he said.

"Good morning, baby...wait, you stayed?"

"All night" he confirmed and she sat up a little, brushing her wild hair back.

"Are you going to get it trouble?" Stevie asked.

He chuckled. "She's not my mother, Steves. I'm a grown man."

"She may not be your mother but she is your wife"

"Whatever" he says with a shrug.

"Jenna will be back over today" she says. "I should probably get up. She's just like you, coming unexpectedly, usually at the ass crack of dawn"

"I never come unexpectedly" he says, giving her a wicked smirk.

"Shut up!" She hits him with a pillow. "Is it always about sex with you?"

"Mostly"

"You're such a guy!"

"Isn't that what you like?"

"I dabble" she says, getting up from the bed, grabbing a silk robe to throw around herself from the bed post.

"Wait, what? You dabble? With men or..."

"Wouldn't you like to know" It was her turn to smirk.

"Oh, Steph...since Jenna's coming over and you 'dabble'..."

"Don't even think about it! She's a baby. When I was younger, I might have been totally game but not now. Never, ever."

"You're saying we could have had a threesome! Oh, my heart I can't take it!" He says dramatically. "All those wasted years....many, many years ago."

"Watch what you're saying about my age, because you might not even get a twosome if you head down that very slippery slope..."

"I like the sounds of your slippery slope" She smacks him with another pillow. "It was just a joke" he said, watching her walk away. She drops her robe once she's entered the bathroom and turns on the shower, waiting for it to heat up. "Am I going to get a show?"

"No, you're going to get a shower. Come on." She motions to him and he presses his naked body into hers, kissing her neck and chest. "We don't have much time"

"Make time"

"What if the bell rings and we are both--"

"Doing what?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Don't play coy. You know what's going to happen in there."

"Why don't you show me? The memory is escaping me, angel" She tugs him into the shower with her, the hot water pelting their skin. She pushes him down onto the large bench, throwing a leg over his lap to straddle him.

"Lets make some use out of this morning wood, shall we?" she says, stroking the shaft, running her fingers delicately over the head. He tilts his head back toward the tile and she kisses his throat, the stubble scratching her lips. She continues to work him, up and down, reaching behind her to fondle his balls, massaging them in her palm. He sighs, his lips parting slightly. "Am I doing a good job?" She asks, a smile forming as she watches him.

"Yes, baby" he says, his voice barely there. He groans, her hands leaving his member to work solely on his tightening scrotum.

"Tell me how much you want me" she whispers, nipping at his neck, trailing kisses along his deltoid muscle.

"I want you so bad it physically hurts" he says.

"Aww, poor baby. Can Nurse Stephanie make it better for you?"

"You make everything better, my girl."

"First, let me give you a physical. What a fine specimen you are. Strong, virile...mmm, you're a God, Mr. Buckingham"

"Thank you, Nurse Stephanie" His eyes open to look into hers. She feels her warm wetness between her thighs with her fingertips, rubbing her juices onto the head of his love muscle. Her eyes were set and narrowed with determination. She teased them both by sliding the tip over her folds, sending a shiver down their spines. "Oh...my..."

"I know it's very unprofessional of me and I could lose my job, but Mr Buckingham, I want you so bad."

"Oh really?"

"In the very worst way" she says nodding, her eyes widening like an innocent child, her voice getting higher and breathier as she slips into character.

"Nurse Stephanie, I think you are very qualified for another type of job."

"Thank you for saying so, I do have a license" She strokes his member again, applying a little pressure.

"You do?"

"Oh yes, Mr Buckingham. I studied long...and hard...for my License to Thrill." As cheesy as it was, he was enjoying every sensation, every word.

"Were you a good student?"

"Oh, the very best!" she says, slipping off the bench to kneel before him.

"What are you going to do?" he asks, his eyes going wide with expectation.

"I'm going to perform an oral exam. There is nothing to worry about, Mr. Buckingham" She smiled brightly and he stroked her hair. She went back to massaging his scrotum, warmth radiating from his lap and she took him into her mouth.

"Oh, Steph!" He moaned, holding into the edge of the bench. He smoothed her hair, watching her head bob up and down, her tongue dancing over the head, swirling around, then lapping at the shaft. She withdrew him momentarily to lick up to the head and down the other side. She looked him right in the eyes before continuing, putting him back into her mouth. It was almost too much, her gagging sounds being a turn on as she pushed him toward the back of her throat. She licked the trickle of of pre-cum, moaning as she tasted him. He groaned, slumping back on the bench, pushing his hips forward. "That's right, good job. Yes, Stephanie." She gagged for him again, eliciting a moan from him, a grunt and various sensual facial expressions. She loved to watch him, knowing the pleasure on his face was brought on my her. She may not own his last name but she owned his heart, his mind, his body. His release afterward came in spurts, spitting the hot liquid onto her tongue and down her throat. She swallowed every last bit, continuing to work on him until he went limp in her hand.

"Mr. Buckingham, you seem to be in perfect health!" She says, standing up.

"Oh no, so I won't need your assistance?"

"Unfortunately, no, but I need yours. Can you do me a favor, Mr Buckingham?"

"Anything, Nurse Stephanie. Please, call me Lindsey" he says, smiling at her and she blushes slightly.

"Alright, Lindsey. I have a special task for you." She whispers the details in his ear and his eyebrows raise in surprise. He had never heard her be so unabashedly graphic and descriptive. "So you do think you can do it?" She asks, looking into his eyes.

"Nurse Stephanie, I can do that all day long."

"Let's clean up, first, then we can get started" She reaches for her purple pouf and lathers it up with the body wash he kept at her home. She washed him in slow circles, pulling him up to her so bubbles were on both of their chests. He lifted a leg up to his waist and pushed her into the wall, forgetting all about taking an actual shower. She was breathless as they kissed hungrily and frantically. Her hair was soaked, slinging it over her shoulder to rest at her back. She could feel his new erection against her skin and she moved against him, overtly grinding into him. His hand went between her legs and she moaned.

"Nurse Stephanie, my god, I think you have a fever."

"I do?" She asked, feigning worry.

"Oh yes, I think it is best that I do an examination of my own"

"Lindsey, are you sure you're qualified for a job like this? I need real help"

"I'm very qualified. You see, I'm a Love Doctor, pretty girl. I can fix you up good as new"

"Thank God you're here!" He kissed her again, plunging his fingers into her. Her hips bucked, wanting more. She hooked her leg around his waist and he braced her firmly against the wall to allow her other leg to come up as well.

"Would you like to begin? This shouldn't hurt a bit"

"Can't it hurt just a little, teeny, tiny bit?" She asks and he nodded his approval. "Oh thank you!"

"Don't thank me yet, Nurse Stephanie. This could be a very long process to wellness for you. It might even take more sessions after today to make sure you're really better"

"I'm willing to do anything it takes" He thrusts into her hard and she gasps, smiling at the roughness. He held her, slamming into her the best he could, using her weight to deepen his strokes. She moaned, gasped and sighed as he continued to pleasure her. Her arms fell from around his neck as she allowed her little fingers to find her center. She touched herself, moaning even more as she could feel his hot breath on her skin as he watched her.

"You're so beautiful" he tells her, kissing her neck. His breathing picked up, exhaling with more force as they both crept closer to the edge. "Let go, sweetness. You should feel much better afterward"

"Oh but I'm scared"

"Don't worry, I'm right here. You're safe in my care" She nodded, looking up at him wth her eyes alone and she pushed herself over the edge with him. He felt her squirt, her fluids falling onto his skin. The warmth was welcomed, watching her continue to pleasure herself even after she was spent. "You're so eager" he whispers. "I like that" She kissed him, deepening their connection in every imaginable way, tongues dancing wildly. She tilted her head this way and that as he continually slammed into her. She moaned into his mouth frequently, each time pushing him closer to climax.

"Come for me" she says softly, running her fingers through his hair. She reaches down beneath them to try to massage him again but before she gets the chance, he lets go as well and she smiles with satisfaction. She forces him deeper inside of her and he groans, riding the waves of his release with her.

"Hmm..." he says when he has placed her back down onto the tiled floor.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, my previous diagnosis was wrong."

"Oh?"

"But you will still need to return to my office so we can perform more sessions. Whatever it is, it's aggressive and must be taken care of immediately, full force"

"Yes, Dr. Anything you say." They kissed passionately then he lathered her up as she had begun to do for him, even washing her hair. It was mostly wholesome, with a few kisses and sensual caresses thrown in for good measure when the mood struck them both. When the water had gone cold, they got out and dried each other off. He lifted her onto the counter and situated himself between her legs, making out like the teenagers they once were, many years ago. He ran his fingers through her strands, kissing beneath her chin, and her cheeks, going back to her plump and waiting lips. The door bell rang and he groaned. "Jenna..." she said.

"She ruins everything." He complains and she swats at him.

"Be nice to her" she says. "She works for me and if you're good to my girls, you're good to me"

"I would love to be good to your girls" he says, dropping her towel to massage her breasts.

"Not those girls, you perv" She pushes him aside and hops down from the counter.

"I was kind of hoping..."

"I bet you were. Now, I can't let her stand outside all day."

"I know. Let me throw something on and I will get it. She will really be waiting outside all day if she has to wait for you to get ready" he teases and she glares at him. The stare doesn't last long as she cracks a beautiful smile.

"You're lucky you're cute or else you'd be in a whole lotta trouble"

"Would I? Well then I wish I weren't so cute." He kissed her, going out to the bedroom to pull a clean shirt from the dresser, slipping on a pair of jeans from his space in her closet. "Going, baby" he called.

"Thank you" she said, sorting out her hair in the mirror. She smiled to herself, happy to have him around.

A/N: Sorry this one is so long! I hope you enjoyed it anyway! Please let me know if I should continue. Sorry for any errors- Ericka