1. Perfect Specimens


    Date: 5/3/2016, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: Delphi, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    Jenna felt clumsy and awkward, as if she were in her great aunt Myrtle’s china room as a bumbling eight year old. Everything around her glittered. Her gawkiness hadn’t gotten much better with age. She was on her best behavior, as if manners were limbs keeping her bobbing head above water. Waves of imperfection crashed over her but everyone else glided over the gleaming floor, chatting and nodding at each other with ease. Gritting her teeth, she plastered a smile over her face. Her boyfriend’s palm slid up the middle of her back, tilting her toward him to press his lips to her temple. She dipped her head, leaned into his kiss and inhaled. The leathery smell of his cologne washed through her senses, soothing the tension in her muscles. “May I have this dance, young lady?” The obtrusive baritone was as smooth as a fine wine. Chuckling, Daniel broke away. “Dr. Montiero! Isn’t it past your bedtime?” She looked up at the head of surgery. Past his gnarled nose and into his blue eyes, trying to ignore the rest. The man was always in a suit and tie, but the crisp tuxedo made the lines of his doughy body seem leaner. Somehow, even he fit into this mass of extravagance and propriety with no obvious effort. “Too much booze here to sleep early.” Yellowed teeth peeked from behind Dr. Monteiro’s thin, pale lips. “I’m a poor excuse for a geriatric. Party animal. You know, all that nonsense.” Jenna flinched as the old man’s veiny hand slid around her waist, his thick fingers tickling the ...
    crest of her hip. Clutching the stem of her wine glass, the back of her neck pinching, she reminded herself to smile as Daniel released her to the old man. Her boyfriend’s mouth moved to her ear. “Humor the old guy, okay baby? Try to have fun.” She curled her hand over his shoulder to prod him to lean toward her. “One hour and we get the hell out of here, into pajamas, and watch bad TV for the rest of the night.” Lips curving up, he turned to her ear again. “Sounds great, but I’d rather get into you .” The tenor lining his throaty murmur made the summit of her thighs swarm with heat. Warmth poured into her cheeks. She ducked her head, staring at the marble floor to hide her face. A giggle bubbled in her throat and she bit her lower lip to stave it off. “That’s enough! Let an old, lonely man enjoy the company of a beautiful young woman for at least a dance . Just give me a taste of the fantasy.” Dr Montiero swept his champagne flute to the side as he bowed deeply to Jenna, his fingers never falling further than her waist. “If you please, of course.” Mouth dry, she glanced at Daniel. She had the agility of a baboon. Her boyfriend grinned and straightened, the reflection of the chandelier behind her glittering in his dark eyes. He raised his glass. Narrowing her eyes, Jenna gathered her strength. You owe me , she mouthed. It was the latest in a string of over the top functions for the leading surgeons in the tri-state area. She’d accompanied her longtime boyfriend to each, where at ...
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