Chapter 11
I was still excited the next day about our up and coming party, which in all reality, was to be an orgy. When my door opened and a sweet voice from behind me said. "Hi, Kitty! It sure is good to see you again!"
I whirled around and stood up all in one movement. "Iris! Iris Saul! Oh, you're a sweet sight for my sore old sexy eyes!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around her in a typical womanly hug. I felt a sudden growing lump against me, and knew at once what it was! "Oh, Iris honey! Am I doing that to you?"
"You better believe!"
"Golly, I didn't think you'd remember our affair this well!" I said, smiling, but venturing a hand down and then up and under her dress.
"Carefully, honey! It's been a long time since I've had a woman's hand on me, other than my own, I may pop off!" she said, her face vivid with the expected feeling of my hand.
I ran my hand under her panties and then under the jock strap. "Oh, Iris! I believe it's bigger!" I gasped.
"Well, don't dilly dally! Take it out and let's see that God's gift to women!" Pete said, walking in. "Hi, Iris, baby! You sure do look good!"
"You do too, Pete!" Iris said, leaning back onto the edge of my desk and pulling her dress up, while I pushed her panties and tight jock strap down.
"God, what a beautiful whang! I'll never cease loving this wonderful tool!" I breathed.
"Hell, don't let her kid you, Iris, she tells all the men that!" Pete said, chuckling and pulling my dress up and over my naked buttocks.
Being a work day, and a Tuesday, I had only worn my uniform, half bra, garter belt, and hose. In my business one seldom wears any panties, especially while at work. It doesn't pay. Takes too much time to take 'em off.
As my hot mouth closed over Iris' hard, second organ, Pete's ran up into my'open slit!
"Oh, Kitty! Oh, God, your lips feel sooooo goooood!" Iris moaned.
"Umph!" I grunted, as Pete was at once felt on my rosebud! This was our first screw since I had come back from the Mukayuk Indian Reservation! I saw where the three days away from that big-studded Ben, had helped to tighten up my pussy. Pete sure did feel good! He may not be hung like a horse, but he was all man, that was for damned sure!
I loved this big rod of Iris' so damned bad, that if the law allowed, I'd sure as hell marry her! No foolin', her whang had it long over any mans! It always tasted sweet, and when she screwed, it was with the gentle touch of a woman, not the wild, driving, lurid, 'come-hell-or-high-water' thrust of a man steeped in liquor and wanting to show off his male prowess. Yes, this hermaphrodite was high on my books and always would be. If I was sure that Pete would not balk, I'd fly to Copenhagen and become one by a specialist's scalpel. Iris, the lucky thing, was born that way!
"Oh, honey! Oh, Kitty baby, I'm commmmm-minnnngggg!" Iris cried, between her gritted teeth, and come she did! like a double barreled stallion! I didn't even have time to taste her sweet love honey! It was gone down my throat in a flash!
"Aahhhhgggguhhh!" Pete gasped, and as quick Iris filled me from within! I moaned, because both of their violent loads triggered me into releasing mine! "Man! That was what I was needing!" I gasped.
"Me too! I was getting pokey these days!" Iris said, smiling and sliding her still half hard organ away, behind the confines of her tight jock strap.
"I needed it, too! The last piece I had was ole lady Crump. Jeeze, she's a dried up old box, but she pays well," Pete said.
Iris and I laughed. "Iris, you'll run the office for Pete and I. I guess he has told you that you are now our nurse," I said.
"Yes, he did, and I'm tickled pink! I need the job, plus now I can have some sex fun, too," she said.
"More than you'll want, no doubt," Pete said.
"I hardly believe that. You know I love sex, and a barrel of it!" Iris replied.
"Hey, That reminds me. Iris, we are invited to a sex party next Saturday. Would you like to go?" I asked.
"Sure!" she replied, her eyes smiling.
"Hey, you'd better call Edith and ask her first, it's her party," Pete said.
"Why? Edith only wants couples, and Iris is a couple!" I said. We all laughed. "Well, I hate to leave you all, but I have a morning house call to make," I said.
"You run on. Iris and I'll get along just fine. I'll show her what has to be done around here," Pete said, grinning.
"Oh, I know you will! By the way, you two want to meet me at the Sea Gull at say, about eleven or so?" I asked.
"Sure, then after lunch we can run out and see Mrs. Stravy," Pete replied.
"Oh, yes, our double appointment," I said, touching up my lipstick. When I walked out, Pete and Iris were looking into the file cabinet, and his left hand was up and under her short dress, petting her nicely rounded buttocks. My Doctor Sex was a ceaseless sex fiend, but I loved him anyhow. I wouldn't want him any other way.
I found the address of Mrs. Delia Road without too much difficulty, though I still did not know all of the fair city of Carmel. It was a nice pink stucco house, nestled at the foot of a high hill and surrounded by tall pines. I parked beside her Caddy in the large carport.
"Good morning, Doctor! I've been looking forward to your visit ever since I left your office," Delia said, as she opened the carport door for me.
"Hi, Delia! I can see that you did as I said, and are relaxing," I said, smiling.
She had on a loose and fairly thin blue house robe. Her nipple bumps were showing through nicely. Her blonde hair was fluffy and still showed signs of having been in for a permanent, not too many days past, but I was fairly sure its color came from a bottle. Delia was just a trifle too old for real blonde hair.
"Yes, I did. Up until just before you came, I was naked!" she said, smiling.
"Good. Let's both go naked!" I said, unzipping my white uniform.
"Oh, good! I love it when another woman is naked, too!" she breathed, undoing her house robe and letting it fall free down the middle.
I found myself staring into a soft looking, brown-haired love nest. It answered my question about her being a bottled blonde. Her eyes went wide, at seeing my pantyless, inverted nest. I smiled. "Do you like it?" I asked, walking up to her naked portion and embracing her, so that my inverted lips rubbed her normal ones.
"Oh, yes! My, wasn't your father lucky, having a nice girl like you!" she cooed.
"If he was, it was the first time he was ever lucky! My father was the type who could fall into a barrel of tits and come up sucking his thumb!" I said mirthlessly.
"Oh, my! Really? Your poor mother!" Delia said, in the deepest of sympathy.
I could see that what this old jane needed was a lot of sex, and my diagnosis of a good fee to her doctor. I could also see that she was gullible as hell! I kept rubbing my hot curly twat over hers, while my hands slid her robe off. She did have a big jet of jugs, but a little on the droopy side. But what the hell, we all gotta get old sometime, I reasoned. "Does this feel good?" I asked sweetly.
"Oh, yes! My, you know, my friend Penny comes over once in awhile and we usually diddle each other, but it never feels this good! You have a pretty body!"
"Thank you ... come on, let's go up on your bed and lay. Then we can play with each other," I suggested.
"I'd rather go out on my roof porch. It's nice up there in the heat of the shaded sun," Delia replied.
"OK, honey, you lead the way," I said, pulling back and following her jiggling buttocks up the short stairs.
Her sun deck was partially shaded by a fiberglass roof. Two plush, beach pads lay under its shade. She toed them together and then stretched out.
"OK, Delia honey, now that we know each other better, what is the real problem that you are afraid of?" I asked.
"Well..."
"I know it isn't nakedness, or as you have said, your ex-husband's bad words." I interrupted her to say.
"No. No, it isn't! I'll tell you what it is if you'll let me do it, and you'll promise to come back and let me do it again! Will you?" She asked, her voice anxious, her eyes fixed on my valley.
"Well ... I don't know what it is, yet ... and you know, I have to charge a hundred for my house calls." I said, acting like I wasn't sure.
"Oh, I'll pay! I ... I. ... ummmph!" She gasped, practically diving between my kneeling legs. "Umph, slurp ... umph, ummmmmmm ... oh my, this is soooo gooood!" She breathed into my vulva lips, that her eager hands now held open. Her hot, hard tongue worked in and out, up and down, and sideways, while her lips pulled and pulled on my erect clitoris.
"Oh, Delia love!" I gasped. "I can't take too much of that, I'll be commmmmmmming! Oh, God, you'll make me hot as hell!" My whole curly, black-haired valley was throbbing like a tom-tom drum going wild! "Oh, Delia! Oh, Delia! Oh, Dellllllllahhhh!" I cried, as my pulsing dam burst!
Delia darling, drank it all! An expensive elixir, at a hundred dollars for about a cup full, and the fast pleasure of extracting it! What some people won't do for kicks! I collected my fee and promised her I'd return in the next week, then left.
Pete was right. I did enjoy being a doctor better than just a nurse. I could make my own money, plus get my kicks in, too!
I took my time driving to the Sea Gull Inn. It was still a few minutes 'till eleven. The air was salty and fresh. I was glad Pete had not wanted to work in the big cities, where the smog hung like a curtain and gave people a dirty gray pallor.
Pete's Wildcat was not in the parking lot, but I pulled in anyway. Inside, I found a corner booth near the beach side windows, and ordered a Honolulu Cooler to sip on until they arrived. I didn't have my drink long, until I heard Iris' tinkling laughter. Pete had evidently told her a dirty joke.
"Lo, Doc!" Pete said, in greeting. Iris slid in beside of me, and Pete across from both of us.
"Hi, Kitty, did you have a good morning?" Iris asked.
"Fine. Collected my fee and added a patient to my list." I replied. Knowing, of course, that I only had two actual patients so far, and one of those was also Pete's.
"Good! Pete showed me your respective files, and I already have two new patients for you to call on tomorrow."
"Oh, who?"
"A Mr. Rodney Upp, and a Mrs. Connie Baum. I gave them both a time. He in the A.M., she in the P.M. Was that all right?" Iris asked.
"Alright? Iris love, you are a gem!" I said.
"Naturally she's good! My nurses are always the best!" Pete said, grinning.
"Our nurse Doctor!" I corrected him.
We ate our seafood meal of fried oysters, shrimp, scallops, and smoked halibut, with tossed salad, caraway seeded buns, and side dishes of honey coated almonds. "Pete and I are real nuts when it comes to our sex foods." I said to Iris.
"Well, in your business I can see why." She replied.
"Your business too, now." Pete added. "Yes! Aren't I lucky!"
"I hope so." I replied, squeezing her leg.
Pete and I left her with my car and instructions as to what to do back at the office, then took his car and headed for Willow Point and the home of Mrs. Cleo Stravy, the redhead who had a voyeur husband and wanted to see if she was one too.
At the address she had given us, set a beautiful home. Short Royal Palms graced the drive while pines, cottonwood and cedar dotted the sweeping yard. These people had the money for their qualms, that was for sure! Pete parked behind a Caddy in the drive. A Lincoln was in the carport.
Mrs. Stravy was all smiles at greeting us, and she led us directly into her California room. It was a dream! Partially out-doors, a small pool in the middle, and a billiard table along one side. A tall date palm, its head up beyond the roof line, rustled from a faint breeze. Beach pads, tables, and a rolling bar stood about. A man lay on a pad, sunning. His big organ made a conspicuous lump, right in the middle of the tiniest of gold briefs.
"Doctors, this is my husband Don. I donned my robe when I heard your buzz. I wasn't sure who it was." She said, smiling. Deftly, she slipped out of the short, terry cloth, beach robe.
My eyes widened, along with Pete's! What a body! Cleo had on a gold mini-bikini, that was definitely not designed for her to wear! God, her big, pointed boobs stuck out straight, and with no visible support! The gold band, that was supposed to be a halter, only covered the very tips of her big, cherry red nipples. Her body, though big, had a smaller waist than mine, and I am small there! The bottom of her bikini was only a tiny gold triangle, that in front covered just the slit; in the back, the cloth was lost between those luscious, jutting spheres of pinkish-white flesh. She looked so delicious, I could have eaten her up!
"Man, what a beautiful body you have, Cleo!" Pete said, not only because it was true, but to stir up Don's sexual emotions.
"Thank you!" She said, smiling and striding to the portable, ornate bar. "What'll ya have?" She asked.
"Make mine scotch on the rocks." Pete said, sitting on the edge of a beach chair.
"I'll take a screwdriver," I said, and found a similar chair to sit in, only I leaned back. I knew that Don could see all the way up to my exposed V.
He smiled at me, and I smiled back. "This is nice." I said, raising one leg up to rest my foot on the end. My short, white, uniform skirt slid to my upraised thigh joint. Now he could see my nylon top, garter strap, under thigh, and a wisp of jet-black hair.
His smile broadened. "We like it, too." He said, getting to his feet and sitting beside me on the lounge. "You have nice legs, Doctor." He said, still smiling.
"Thank you! you know this spot is so nice, I feel like going naked." I whispered, to make it seem more confidential.
"Do it! I will!" Don said, and to prove it, stood up, pushed his briefs down and off.
"Oh, Don! What a gorgeous tool!" I blurted. It was too! I hoped it would feel as good as it looked.
"Thanks, come on, start shedding!" He replied.
I looked at Pete. He had Cleo on his lap and was undoing her skimpy outfit. Don looked at them too, and I saw his organ jerk in the lustful desire that their antics was creating in him. With his help, I pulled off my dress and half-bra. "That's enough! I love to make love to a woman that has on her garter belt and hose!" He breathed, while his hands roamed sensually over my body.
I smiled and glanced at Pete. He was naked. Cleo was stretched out on the chair he had been in. His hands were fondling her big breasts, while his tongue traced a pattern of lust up and down her thighs. Don, his organ rock-hard, crawled in between my legs. "Ahhhhhh!" I sighed, feeling the penetration with ardent love.
"Oh, God! Take me! Take me!" Cleo cried out.
Don and I both looked her way. Pete, like Don was between her legs. He lifted them up and over his shoulders. "Oh, baby!" Pete grunted.
"Goddamn! They're making me hot!" Don gritted, his buttocks ramming up and down.
"Oh, Doctor! They're driving me hot, hot, hot!" Cleo whined, watching her husband taking me.
"Aaahhhhhh!" I cried, as I came.
"Uuuuhhhgguh!" Don gritted, filling me.
"Uh, uh, uh, ooooooh!" Cleo wailed.
"Ughguuh!" Pete cried, and filled her tight cavern of lustful lust!
This had been a very profitable afternoon; we had two checks, and two good pieces, plus two regular patients!