Placing my trembling feet either side on the armrest, he lowered me on the table, sliding his chair between my open legs. I had felt so exposed only on my gynec’s appointment.

And, she had been a lady.

“You… you said… nothing’s gonna change.” I was very embarrassed the way I sounded. Needy. Hopeful. Desperate. His eyes were trained on my feminine bits, before raking over my naked body. I was turning pink after each passing second.

“Mm-hmm!” A guttural assent and I shut my eyes, knowing I had gushed out my arousal. I shivered in anticipation when a cold palm caressed my inner thighs, so close to my dripping channel. “But this time, you will come harder.”

And he pierced a long finger inside, sending an electric jolt through me. I snapped my eyes open, arching off the table, staring at the pixelated art and remembering the last time I had felt so good.