Heartbeat

Back to work!

As soon as we are in, he closes the tinted windows.

– Okay, love, no one is going to hear or see us now.

– Thanks. I made an appointment with a gynecologist tomorrow evening, after my shift. You know, maybe I should use contraception so we can stop using condoms, I mean, you told me you are clean.

– That's great love, we sure should start contraception. I'm all clean, I did the last sexual diseases screen less than 6 months ago, right before falling for you.

I smile.

– Tomorrow evening, then.

– Okay I'll be there with you, great conversation, now we have 20 minutes to have fun.– He says and we start to make out in the car.

Before I know I'm sitting in his lap, pulling his hair while his mouth travels to my neck and chest. He pulls my t-shirt up, leaving me just with a bra and starts to make a hickey on my boob, and I moan uncontrollably.

We stop to catch some air and I squeeze his bulge right in front of me, and he's caught without guard.

– Fuck Taylor. Now you have to finish or I'm going to die here.

He pulls off his penis, completely hard, and I do a handjob on him. Don't take more than 2 minutes to make him cum.

– Fuck! – He says as he's trying to catch his breath after cum.

– Can you rub me?– I ask, feeling my pussy throbbing.

– Damn yeah, I can.– He pulls my pants and panties at once and puts his experienced fingers there, and I come in a few minutes making a mess in his hands. For my embarrassment he cleans his fingers in his mouth.

– Hmmm… You taste delicious, love.

We stay there, breathless, looking at each other and thinking how crazy we were for doing this in the middle of a parking lot in the middle of the day, which makes us laugh.

– We have to go. I have surgery in a couple of hours. 

– Me too, unfortunately.– He's in Ortho today so I understand his frustration. Thank God I'll be in pediatric surgery all week, so it's going to be one of the best weeks so far.
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January 5th

We are here at the gynecologist waiting room and I want to throw up. I already filled out a form with some personal information, and now I'm bouncing my legs up and down.

Joe's draw circles with his fingers around my back in an attempt to calm me down, when I hear my name.

– Carter, Taylor.

I get up and walk to the room with Joe.

– It 's me, hi!

– Hi, Miss Carter. Make yourself comfortable – she said, pointing to the chairs in front of her desk and I want to laugh. How ironic it is that she is telling us to be comfortable when she's going to look at my most intimate part in a few minutes?

She greets Joe and we all sit down. After a look on the computer she smiles at me.

– According to the file you just gave my receptionist, you're a fellow doctor. Where did you work?

– I'm a surgical intern, we are, actually.  – I say pointing to Joe.– We work at the William Graham Hospital. Blake Shelton recommended you.

– That's great, Miss Carter. Miss Shelton is one of my favorites. And I'm assuming he's your partner?

– Yes, he's my boyfriend.– I answer, less nervous.
– And how can I help you?

– I had my first time a few days ago so now I need a gynecologist follow up.