Without taking time to think, she found herself in Doc's arms. Being there was easy to imagine. She was obsessed with him.
Every waking moment of the day and night he was on her mind driving her mad, crazy in the head.
She hungered for him, wanted him. Bad. Butt naked, raw, on top of her, possessing her, consuming her, making love to her again and again.
Masturbating with him on her mind was easy. All she had to do was shut her eyes for five minutes. See him drilling her. Then she'd cum big time.
Pure lust, that's what it is, she thought. And she didn't give a damn late at night as she lay alone hungry for his touch.
It isn't fair, she reasoned, I finally found a man that triggers me, makes me feel like a woman, and then he's gone.
Ka-Poof! Go figure.
Where did he go?
Why hasn't he called?
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Theodore would stop after work to have coffee, check up on her and see how she was doing.
She knew he'd take her to bed in a minute if she said the word.
But he never did. To Angel's relief and sense of security, their friendship remained platonic.
This night he asked, "Do you recall Doc from the Cantab?"
"Yes, how could I forget?"
"Well, he asked about you. I gave him your phone number. I hope that was okay."
Shrugging she said, "Yeah, you told me already. It's okay. He seems like a good guy . . . actually I was supposed to call him, but it hasn't worked out."
Reading the look on her face he clarified, "Did I tell you the good doctor is looking for a nanny and personal assistant?"
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The next day Doc called.
Angel's heart about beat out of her chest. Breathlessly she agreed to meet him at 8:00 p.m. for coffee at her place to discuss the job.
At their meeting he explained he had his children for the summer and needed a nanny as well as a personal assistant.
After discussing her resume, he handed her a detailed job description saying, "Let's plan to meet again next week when I return from New York."
After showing him around the house, she walked him to the foyer where they said goodbye and sealed their arrangement
with an awkward handshake.
As soon as the door closed, she regretted it.
A sensation she'd never felt came over her. It started with tunnel vision and dizziness.
Her face felt hot, her lips swollen and taut. Her body tingled and breasts ached as they tightened against the boning of her strapless sun dress.
Exhaling, her mind went numb.
She threw open the door and pulled him back into the foyer.
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He had never been taken in that way, by surprise like that, and he wasn't about to resist.
She was a force pulling him that he couldn't resist, wouldn't resist, and didn't want to resist.
Angel was a woman he had to possess.
Smothering her with kisses he impatiently forced her hand inside his pants seconds before he dropped them to his knees and placed her soft hand around his thick rock hard cock.
Reaching for the back of her dress he unzipped it and let it slip it to the floor--finding on this hot summer day--she'd dressed commando.
Now here she was, standing before him in nothing but her red high heeled sandals.
As she started to kick them off he told her,
"Baby, leave the shoes, they turn me on."
Him looking at her like that, her heart beat fast, her chest ached, and time stood still.
Standing before him she couldn't remember one good reason to refuse him and every reason to make him her man.
"Love me Doc, love me. I need you so much."
"Oh my God sweet Angel, I want you too, take me to your room."
Without a word they edged toward the staircase and worked their way up the long staircase as he sucked on her nips, petted her ass and slipped a finger into her each time he raised her up a step.
"Oh Doc, that feels so good. How can I feel this good? Can we . . . "
"We can do anything we want. Don't worry, believe in me. I won't hurt you, that's the last thing I want to do."
She nodded like a child and collapsed into his arms allowing him to bend her over the top railing to gently finger fuck her sopping wet pussy.
He held her like that for a long time, then tenderly licked the soft part of her inner thigh before thrusting in his tongue over and over again . . . his hands over her mouth to keep her from calling out.
Dropping to the floor he flipped her around and guided her head towards his manhood concentrating on the space between her legs, licking and sucking and penetrating--doing her every which way-- until they heard the jarring noise of the old fashioned door bell.
Coming from the foyer they heard laughing and giggling. Angel had forgotten that one girl was home and was having a gang in for a bridal shower.
In a panic Angel and Doc gathered their clothes off the banister and rushed into the bathroom a few feet away.
Angel turned on the radio. She flushed the toilet and turned the shower on full blast to drown out any sounds that might reveal she had a male visitor after permitted hours.
Sitting upon the oversized marble slab that held the sink, Doc sat with his still engorged rod begging for release.
Drawing Angel to him he kissed her and gently nudged her head downward telling her, "Suck it baby, suck it . . . . Yes, like that, like that, lick that tip, goddamn yes, like that, just like that, ohh, it feels so good, don't stop, keep doing it . . . . Ahhhhhhhhhh. YES!
Feeling himself beginning to cum he took his cock out of her mouth--as a courtesy-- knowing she wouldn't know what to do.
Hearing him moan, she looked down and marveled at the thick white cream that spread all over the front of her.
Picking her up gently Doc whispered in her ear, "Thank you my darling, thank you,"
and carried her into the shower.
Together they stood in each others arms
under the wide copper shower head blessing them.
Standing behind her Doc kissed Angel's neck as he played her clit with one hand and with the other raised her breasts one at a time to suck her nips and make her cum.
Moaning and groaning, she called out his name over and over again as she let him guide her, carry her over the edge into a heavenly bliss she'd never known.
"Oh, Doc, something is happening to me . . . . oh, oh, oh, mmmmmmmm . . . . ohhhhhhhhhhh! What is this? Ohhhhhhhhh.
"Angel, it's okay baby, just relax and enjoy it."
The orgastic spasms hit her again and then again. Doc held his hand over her mouth to muffle her cries saying, "That's right, go for the gold baby, go for it!"
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Soaping up they rinsed and dried each other off. Doc told her, "When I get back we're going away somewhere . . . I will bring plenty of protection with me so I can make love to you . . . penetrate you anyway you want . . . . you're gonna love it. "
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Once Angel could see that the girls and their guests were on the front porch, she and Doc went out the fire escape down into the back yard's rose garden.
Together they kissed in the moonlight and enjoyed the old swing under the oak tree for the few remaining minutes left. Her on his lap, him combing her long blond tresses with his fingers.
Walking around to the front, Doc said his final goodbye.
He had to get back to his office and pack and then leave for the airport.
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In anticipation of the job with Doc, Angel quit the Charles Hotel for a temp job a few blocks away at the MBTAB Crisis Hot Line Center.
She had done similar work on an 800 prayer line at the convent so she had no trouble landing the job and fit in quickly.
She counseled on the hot line from 11 to 3 a.m. and helped patrons in the crisis coffee shop from 3 to 7 a.m.
Ironically she continued to see many of her previous customers from the Charles, but not Doc.
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Doc finally called from New York and said he was sorry, but his former wife insisted that he use HER nanny and he had no choice but to comply if he wanted to have the children at all.
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Heartbroken she hung up the phone after telling him, "That's okay Doc, just stay away from me--for good."
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To Be Continued: Runaway Angel (Part 5)
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