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“EEEkkkk!” As she opened the door to the office supply room she dropped her clipboard and gasped as Dale’s pants were down around his ankles. One of the new nurses was in the supply room with Dale and was right in the middle of enthusiastically giving him oral. Dale looked up in astonishment and his eyes widened as he knew that Sarah was his wife's best friend and he was in big trouble. “Sarah! Wait, isn't what it looks like!” Dale said as Sarah turned quickly and walked away.
Oh my god thought Sarah. Sarah rustled with the moral dilemma that she was now facing. Would she tell Kate, Dale's wife and her best friend? Or would she just forget what she saw? After all, nobody likes to hear bad news, especially her best friend Kate. But how could she be considered a best friend if she didn't tell her? She decided she was going to tell Kate that evening.
Sarah went back to her desk and felt like she would be doing the right thing by telling Kate. After all, that jerk shouldn’t cheat on her. What makes people think they can get away with such rotten things? Sarah thought about that while she had a little smirk on her face and a feeling of moral superiority. I can't wait to see the look on Kate's face when I tell her.
Meanwhile, Sarah missed the irony of her holier than thou attitude as she made her way over to the donation box containing this week's cash contributions to the hospital's Christmas Fund. The Christmas Fund is raised through many events throughout the year and was used every year to throw a big party for everyone in the hospital. The contribution box for the Christmas Fund was on Sarah's desk and was just too tempting for Sarah not pitch a little bit off of the top every now and then. After all, they raise so much money for the Christmas Fund, and no-one would miss a few hundred bucks, and she needed a new pair of shoes to go along with the dozens she already owned.
Sarah plopped the cash box on her desk and pulled out the key and opened it. She picked up a wad of cash, counted out $500 and set it aside. She then grabbed her purse and began stuffing cash into her purse and right as her hand was going into her purse with the cash Dale walked by. Sarah's eyes lit up and her mouth was wide open as she couldn't believe she'd just been caught stealing. “This isn't what it looks like,” said Sarah.
“Gee, doesn't that sound familiar,” said Dale as that was the exact statement that he just gave to her. “Looks like we both got our hands caught in cookie jar this time,” said Dale.
“Please don't tell anyone, I will lose my job and probably be thrown in jail!”
Dale to hook a few steps towards Sarah, didn't say anything and just put his finger to her lips and said, “Shhhh.” He then put his hand on the side of her face and gave her a kiss while he grabbed her ass as if to claim it as his.
Chapter 3
“You've been a very, very, bad girl... You may not know, but you will learn,” said Dale.
She sent him a challenging look and awaited his next move.
Dale cupped one side of her face and she leaned into it, closing her eyes for a moment as she got lost in his touch.
His fingers threaded through her thick brown hair as he pulled her closer and closer with his warm breath on her face, making her pant. He could not wait one moment longer as his tongue darted out and swiped her bottom lip. Instantly they both went up in flames, grasping at each other in an effort to get closer, deeper.
Sarah was right there with him, her body a cauldron of sensation, of nerve endings in desire. Want. Need for him. “Dale,” she breathed out and moved her mouth to his jaw, nipped his neck and sank her teeth deep in his shoulder. She smiled when he cried out and swirled his tongue to soothe the ache.
“Fuck Sarah, what are you doing to me?”
She ripped his shirt over his head, and her eyes widened at the golden muscle ripped torso before her. Her tongue darted out for a taste of his nipple and looked up with a smile in her eye. “Nothing. Yet.” She laughed and kissed her way to the other nipple and down his abs. “Your body is fucking glorious.”
He groaned and gripped her hair tight in his hands. “Stop.” When she looked up at him in confusion he repeated, “stop.” Sarah complied and he told her, “stand up.”
“What?”
“Stand up.” She stood, her green eyes blazing with uncertainty. “Now take off your clothes.”
“Is this some sort of power trip, becau--,”
“Sarah…Take…Off...Your…Clothes.” Her gaze darted to the massive erection fighting to break free in his pants as she stripped. “Slowly,” he commanded when she unzipped her pants. She shimmied out of them and her silk thong flew off and sailed through the air, landing in his lap. Next came her shirt and bra. Fully naked she stood before him and let him drink her in.
She cocked an eyebrow at him, all sass and sexy with her hands on her hips and chest heaving. “Now?”
Dale smirked at her and sat all the way back on the sofa. “Now it's time for your spanking.” He saw her chest stop at his words before the pulse at the base of her neck hammered wildly. Her pupils dilated and he would that she was already wet for him. “Come now Sarah. It's time.”
She nodded and walked to him, anxious and excited about what was to come. She had never been spanked before but she often thought she might like it. Today she would find out. Sarah fell to her knees on the couch and leaned over his thighs, back arched so her ass was on display. “I'm ready for my speaking now, Doc.” Her voice was husky with desire and she knew any moment his hand would meet the flesh.
Dale growled and laid his hand flat on her ass, rubbing and caressing it just to see if it was as soft as he always thought. It was softer, silkier. His hands trailed up the inside of her thighs, one finger lightly brushed over her hips. Yep already wet. His hand lifted in the air and came down with a loud smack on one cheek.
“Ah!” Sarah screamed at the unexpected sting on her ass but moaned when that same hand soothed the spot. His hand came down again and this time the pain was different, more hurt and more sensation. Again it came down and again it soothed. “Dale,” she moaned.
“Are you wet for me already Sarah? If I dip my finger inside your pussy will it coat my finger with your juices?” He knew it would. He can already smell her desire swirling in his nostrils and going straight to his cock. His fingers brushed over her lips over and over before one sank deep inside her. Thwack. Another smack and this time it was Dale moaning when she clutched around his finger. “You do like it. Tell me you like it Sarah.”
“Oh God, Dale.” She was dripping wet, felt it running down her thighs. She was so ready to cum she could taste it and the feel of his hard cock bumping against her stomach was more than she could take. “Please Dale. I fucking love it.”
He smiled at her words. That please about made him shoot his load in his pants like a damn teenager. He pulled his finger out of her and turned her over to face him. “Take it,” he ordered as his finger slick with her juices, hovered in front of her lips. When her mouth opened and that pretty pink tongue swirled around his finger Dale growled, imagining those lips wrapped around his cock. But dammit she just kept sucking, pulling his whole finger knuckle deep into her mouth. When Sarah finished she licked her lips, green eyes locked on his.
“That was good. But I could do with something a bit more… substantial.”
