Michael’s gaze seemed as innocuous as ever. “Wish I could see my nephew. Soon, I’ll be an uncle!”
I breathed a sigh of relief.
I had been reading way too much into things. Michael was only a boy, how could I have suspected his character!
Someone rang the doorbell, which cued Michael to withdraw his hand. He went to answer the door in high spirits.
“Matty, you’re back! I’ve settled into my room, thanks to Ciara!”
My brother-in-law’s abrupt arrival had caught me off guard, but from then on, I was much more careful to avoid situations like that.
In the morning, we would eat breakfast together then head to work or school, respectively. Michael’s school was only a ten-minute walk away, so we would walk together part of the way before I headed to work.
Sometimes, Matthew would take us out for dinner, but mostly, I made sure to have food ready before they got home. Thus, two weeks passed peacefully with everyone getting along, and there was a lively atmosphere around the house.
“Honey, it’s time for a check-up again,” Matthew announced suddenly, after taking a look at the notebook the hospital used to record our visits. “I’m free tomorrow, so let me take you!”
I thought of Dr. Rainn and hesitated. I was about to make up an excuse when Michael suddenly came into the room.
“Hey, if you’re taking Ciara to the hospital tomorrow, then I won't be coming home. Take the chance to study a bit over the weekend.”
“Okay. We’ll pick you up for some barbecue after we’re done.”
The brothers had a great relationship, and Michael was a golden boy.
I never got the opportunity to voice my objections. I only prayed I could avoid meeting that doctor again!
That night, I suffered a nightmare.
Dr. Rainn’s face was everywhere in it. I held that warm thing in my hand again while obscene things were taking place.
I was on all fours, my belly heavy and drooping. The doctor was thrusting fiercely and my vision was grotesquely distorted. My husband wore a green hat, smiling as he stood to the side.
I woke up with a start and discovered it was just a dream.
“You’re sleeping better and better. It’s almost 9 but I couldn’t bear to wake you up earlier.” Matthew had heard my movements and entered the bedroom.
“9 already? I must've slept too late yesterday! Let me take a shower.”
I fled to the bathroom before he could notice anything off about me. Still, the scenes from my nightmare intruded into my thoughts and refused to disperse.
By now, it had been three months since I had gotten any action.
Dr. Rainn’s eyes lit up upon seeing me. He looked at the prenatal tests records and told Matthew, “The examination results are more accurate if there are no other people in the room. Please wait outside for a bit.”
“Alright, then. I’ll be outside.”
Matthew smiled and patted my shoulder. I grabbed his sleeve, but found myself tongue-tied.
“Ciara, listen to the doctor, I’ll be right outside. If you need me, just holler.”
As he walked out, the door closed behind him.
My own husband had personally served me up to the big, bad wolf.
“Why are you so afraid of me?” The doctor’s gaze was plainly passionate, unlike last time.
Seeing him before me, I was reminded of the previous incident, which I had tried so hard to forget. In an instant, the memories flooded my brain again, especially last night’s nightmare. It felt hard to breathe.
“I’m not…”
He walked behind me and put his face next to my ear.
“I saw you leave in a cab last time. Did I really scare you that much?”
I immediately turned red. My heart was pounding madly, but what troubled me even more was that his mannerisms were making my body heat up and making my crotch throb.
“What do you want with me? My husband is right outside,”I answered, trembling.
“I’m a doctor! I’m examining you, of course. Go lie down over there.”
I stood up and felt a wave of heat come off me. There was that feeling again. I had to admit, I was already having naughty thoughts.
My eyes wandered to the doctor’s white coat. The thing under it, I had touched it.
I was scared to death my husband would see everything, but I had no other choice. To avoid any commotion that might rouse suspicion, I could only bite the bullet and follow the doctor’s lead.
Dr. Rainn’s scent was especially strong today. As the heady fragrance filled my nostrils, I bit my lip hard and prayed nothing bad would happen.
He undid my clothes and placed the medical instrument on top.
“Your skin is smooth, you take good care of it.”
His fingers gliding across my belly sent electrical shocks through my nerves and ignited my desire.
They slid all the way between my thighs and I felt light as a feather, all numb and tingly.
“This area is very firm. Recovery shouldn’t be a problem after giving birth.”
This man’s fingers were relentlessly provoking my lust. I clamped my lips together, refusing to make a sound.
Suddenly, something slipped inside and touched there.
My eyes flew open in terror.
“Stop! No!”
The doctor refused to take his hand away. He leaned in beside my ear and murmured, “Aren’t you afraid of your husband finding out? You’re already this wet, what if he sees it?”
I choked my voice back immediately, but felt a rush of blood to my brain.
No! My husband was right outside while I lay here, getting groped!
I wanted to fight, to struggle, but my body was frightfully honest. As my body twisted to his constant teasing, moans threatened to escape from my mouth.
My mind was gradually numbed and everything felt hazy. My body was wracked with wave after wave of pulsating heat.
It no longer mattered who was outside the door as my body spasmed uncontrollably. The buttons on my top had come completely undone and my breasts were out in the open.
The doctor placed his mouth on one.
“Ah!”
I felt pain, numbness, driven mad with pleasure. My breathing grew labored as my reason was annihilated. I tried to stifle my voice, but could not help groaning out loud.
“It tastes… excellent.” Dr. Rainn raised his head, showing a white stain at the corner of his mouth.
“You can’t…” I begged in a small voice.
He persisted, and I could not find the strength to speak. The numbing pleasure crawled up my spine.
“Knock, knock.” A knocking came from the door, which opened a second later.
Immediately, the doctor pulled the white curtains closed.
“Dr. Rainn, I’m just here to get something,” said a woman’s voice.
It was not my husband. My soul had nearly been frightened out of my body, and the shock sobered me up.
While the doctor was distracted, I quickly pushed him away and buttoned my blouse back up.
I heard Matthew outside asking the nurse, “Is my wife done with her check-up?”
Before anyone else could answer, I chirped, “I’m done!” I put on my shoes and fled from the big, bad wolf-doctor.
Matthew greeted me with a look of surprise and confusion.
Had he noticed something? The image of the doctor sucking on my breast came to mind and my heart sank.
“How did you mess up your buttons? Silly girl.” He smiled and petted my head.
That was it, I had buttoned the wrong buttons in my panic. To think I had been so frightened I could cry!
Behind me, Dr. Rainn stepped out from behind the curtain looking prim and proper, as if he hadn’t just been feeling me up! I was afraid to face him and hugged my husband’s arm tightly instead.
“Everything is normal with the fetus. Please remember that more rest and a plain diet is important while pregnant. I’ve marked down the date for the next appointment.”
He handed the prenatal tests records to Matthew.
“Okay, thank you doctor.”
His act was flawless. Behind the façade of a gentleman, however, hid a beast that even went after pregnant women. Bastard!
These thoughts clouded my mind as I quickly left the hospital with my husband.
“The doctor said a plain diet is important. Maybe let’s get something else instead of barbecue…?” said Matthew as we drove.
“Michael’s been craving barbecue for days. It wouldn’t be right to let him down. Why don’t you guys go and I’ll eat something at home.”
He gave it a thought and nodded. So he took Michael out to dinner, leaving me home alone.
The ravaging heat from earlier came rushing back. I lay down on the sofa, feeling an insatiable emptiness as my hands roamed my body impatiently.
It was anguish. There was a burning ember on my heart that left my mouth dry and my heart restless. And it felt so nice to be touched.
Closing my eyes, I reached inside my skirt and moaned wantonly.
“Ding-dong.” The doorbell rang suddenly.
I covered up and went to open the door. Who could it be at this hour?
Outside the door was a delivery man wearing a black cap with the brim pulled low.
“Your package, ma’am. Please sign for the delivery.”
I had not ordered anything recently, so I accepted the package with some hesitation. Once the door was closed, I looked inside the package.
It was a pair of underwear. A strong smell wafted from them.
They were mine! These were my panties! I panicked and threw the dirty underwear aside.