Dr. Nix Ch. 02

"You sure do," said Amanda, rubbing my hot cum into her super soft and super firm boobs, "I'm sorry for doubting you, Nixxy."

I rolled my eyes at the nickname, and stuffed my spent dick back in my pants.

"Good," I said, "we'll see you again in about 6-12 months. Make sure you keep coating those juggs in sperm daily."

"You got it, Doc. Thanks so much!"

The bubbly teen had finished rubbing in all my seed and was almost done redressing. She threw her dress back over her tight young body and turned to leave. Her ass was flat, but she certainly knew how to make it sway as she left.

I collapsed in my chair when the door closed. Today was making me remember the good old days. Maybe Jocelyn wasn't the bad omen I feared. I just had to go back to fucking my teen patients senseless. I had gotten soft just using my receptionists.

Speaking of soft, my balls didn't seem pleased with me. I usually had excellent endurance for a middle-aged man, but that last orgasm had really drained me. I had been quick with Amanda, and Kelly – my next patient – wasn't due for another 45 minutes. Maybe I could slip in an early lunch to help with my rejuvenation.

I told Jocelyn over the intercom that I'd be out of office for a short time and went out the back door entrance connected to an indoor foodcourt. Anybody could exit, but you needed a key to get back in. I was particularly thankful for the door today. I was getting my confidence back, but I still didn't really feel like facing Jocelyn. I had surrounded myself with dumb teens, and Jocelyn definitely had a big brain. I didn't care if it was a little fucked up, I was way past that point. I knew what worked for me and I stuck with it.

My lunch and next few appointments went by without a hitch. Kelly sucked my dick and swallowed all my cum like the champion teen slut she was. Jackie jerked me off and talked dirty in my ear before also taking my load down her throat. After Vanessa begged me to unload in her ass, my cock and balls hated my guts. If it hadn't been a few years since I had even had anal sex, I may not have been able to do it. Plus, the view of her big sloppy chocolate tits bouncing as I pounded her up the ass helped the cause.

I had a little time before my last - and most nerve-wracking – appointment of the day: Julia Goddard. I patted myself on the back for the choice to install a shower a few years ago. The water helped to calm me (and improve the smell of my busy dick), but my package still seemed down for the count.

Maybe it's for the best, I thought. More than any of these appointments, I needed to think with my brain, not my dick.

I got ready and sat nervously at my desk, just staring at the intercom.

BUZZ

I still jumped.

"Julia Goddard here to see you, Doctor."

"Yes, send her in. Thank you, Jocelyn."

My heart was beating faster than it had in a long time. I could count the women I had any sort of emotional attachment to at all in my life on one hand. My ex-wife was not one of them, but Julia Goddard was. It was twisted, I know, but she was like my daughter. I watched her grow up and bloom into a woman. If I was honest with myself, it was because I cared about her that I had to stop seeing her all those years ago.

To my dismay, Julia flowed into the room and was far more beautiful than I could have hoped to remember. At 25, she had more maturity in her eyes and her movements, but her face and skin and body still looked as bright and young as ever.

She was about Amanda's height, but more graceful. She simply wore jeans and a t-shirt, but to me, it looked like an evening gown. The jeans hugged her shapely hips and ass proudly. Her pert D cups contrasted the casual feel of the t-shirt in stupidly sexy fashion. Her hair almost looked like a cartoon is was so long and smooth. I felt dumb for the obvious comparison, but Disney's Ariel had to come to mind. Her smile was just as wide too.

"Julia," I started, not maintaining my typical composure.

"Please, Dr. Nix," she said playfully, "I'm a patient. No need for tearful reunions. It's good to see you."

"Um, you too," was all I could muster, "you've really grown up."

"I think we're past flattery, Doctor," she said, blushing, "I thought maybe you didn't want to see me grown up."

"Oh, no, well, you got better. I couldn't bring you back just to, um-"

"Just to blow your load in my mouth?"

My body locked up. Julia had never been totally stupid like the other girls I took advantage of, but she was never the confident woman standing in front of me now.

"Calm down, Steven," she said, daring to use my first name, "I was never upset at you for that. It's what I wanted too. I just didn't know if you lost interest in my, um, talents."

This was getting a little too heart-to-heart for my comfort level. Now that I knew that she wasn't trying to take me down, I relaxed back into my usual ways.

"Of course not, Julia, but I couldn't have you all to myself, now could I? That wouldn't have been fair. I didn't attempt to tell you that blowjobs were part of your treatment plan, so when you got better, I wasn't going to continue to get you to drain my balls while I drained your insurance."

She giggled and it was like a symphony to my ears.

"Well it's the insurance company's money, not mine! Now c'mon, you fucked me up and made no other man's dick good enough for me, so at least let me finally fuck yours like I've been dreaming about for the past five years. I'm not scared anymore."

I couldn't believe my ears. It was a moment I had been waiting for for so long, but it was happening at not the greatest time. My balls were still protesting the day's actions in full force. I decided to be straight-up.

"Julia, I've jerked off to the thought of fucking you so many times, you have no idea. And I barely ever jerk off to the same thought twice. You're my wet dream, but I've spent the entire day cumming inside a bunch of dumb sluts and my 45-year-old dick literally can't rise to the occasion."

Julia paused a moment before bursting into a fit of glorious laughter. I couldn't help but smile at the image of pure joy in front of me. She calmed down and pulled her t-shirt over her head to expose her large, bra-encased, freckled rack.

"Well I guess we'll both have to wait a little bit more to fulfill our wet dreams. Until then, how about a check-up?"

"Of course," I replied with relief, "but why are you topless?"

"To make the wait a little more difficult for you than it will be for me."

I grinned and got to work. She was right, seeing her beautiful breasts so exposed and vulnerable, but still partly covered and out of my grasp was torture. But no matter how excited the sight made me, my exhausted dick stayed limp. I cursed my aging body as I gave a topless goddess an exam.

I was both disappointed and happy when I finished up. Julia stretched her shirt back over her generous chest just as casually as she had removed it. She then kissed my neck and whispered,

"Until next time, Dr. Nix. Your dick better be ready for my little pussy. I've reserved it just for you."

For the first time during the appointment, my cock showed a sign of life. The smallest twitch at the sexy revelation that this gorgeous busty redhead had reserved her virginity for a corrupt perverted doctor like myself. If I had any regrets about my life choices, I wouldn't have anymore after that moment.

She didn't look back as she left the room, exaggerating the sway of her perfect round ass to give me a show. I went back to my desk and sat down with a huge grin on my face. That went perfectly. Way better than I could have hoped, even.

That thought, of course, made me think of Jocelyn. The foil to anything good the past while. I waited over 15 minutes this time to make sure to avoid her. I took a deep breath and left my office.

But as luck would have it, the reception chair was occupied.

"Jocelyn! You're still here."

"Yes, sorry. I hadn't seen you all day and I wanted to talk to you."

I tried not to show my suspicion in my voice as I replied,

"About what?"

"About today. Because all the bookings were because of the liberties I took."

"Not at all, it was very proactive of you."

"Well I just hoped it would be a relief for you to see all those old patients."

"A relief?" I couldn't help but question her word choice.

"Yes, to know they all still respect you and look up to you as a doctor and want you to be their primary caregiver."

Damn. Either Jocelyn was really good or I was extremely paranoid. That could be an extremely innocent and kind thing for a receptionist to say or it could be a back-handed attempt to make me feel guilty. Good thing I had been past guilt for many years now.

"Yes, it's nice to be reassured, even after 20 years."

"Wow. 20 years. That's really impressive, Doctor," said Jocelyn, sounding more like a teenager than usual, "which reminds me. I wanted to thank you. I know you've been here for a long time and have an amazing long-standing reputation, so I just wanted to thank you for trusting me to be your receptionist."

"Oh," I said, a little stunned, "no problem. Glad you have you on board."

"I was so worried that I screwed up the interview."

I froze, it was the first time she had ever brought up the interview.

"Oh, er, not at all. I mean, I was able to see you'd be a great receptionist, and I was correct."

"Thanks so much, Doctor. Have a good night."

"Goodnight, Jocelyn."

I was dumbfounded as the 19-year-old left the office. That was the kindest she had ever been to me since the interview. And why would she bring up the interview and even acknowledge that she hadn't been herself? Was she actually just a shy girl who tried too hard to impress a potential employer in her interview? Maybe I had been giving her too much credit. Like yesterday, everything had gone just smoothly enough for me to be incredibly suspicious.