Chapter 12: The Doctor.

I decided that we needed a doctor in my group. We were all extremely healthy but accidents could happen to anyone. I was also concerned about pregnancy. I didn't use any form of birth control with any of my wonderful girls except for the three in school. The others got hosed down regularly with unadulterated sperm. It's a wonder that they weren't all knocked up. We needed some discrete professional services. I began to frequent the two local teaching hospitals, on the lookout for a likely candidate.

After a few weeks, I had selected my first choice. Dr. Candice Brown was an intern, 26 years old and just finishing her training. She was lovely enough to be a model but intelligent enough to pass medical school and tough enough to survive internship. She stood about five foot three and looked to weigh about 100 pounds. I stuck up a conversation with her one day in the hospital cafeteria. Hospital food is bad enough to be considered as big a health hazard as any disease and it made for a good topic.

Candy, as she soon asked me to call her, was caught in the middle of several undesirable options. She still owned thirty thousand dollars on a student loan. She wanted to be in private practice but couldn't afford the set up costs. Her easiest option would be to accept a residency at the hospital but that paid barely well enough to eat and would leave nothing to save for her own practice. An established doctor might be persuaded to let her join their practice but she would always be junior partner.

I asked her if her wanted to discuss an option that solved many of those problems. She was initially skeptical about me helping her but the Treatment magic had already made her interested in me enough to hang around a little longer. I continued; "I'll pay off your student loan, provide you with a nice place to live at my house, and advance whatever money it takes to set up your office." She was astounded! "What would you want in return for all this generosity?" she asked suspiciously. "I want your professional services free at any time for the people who live at my house. Nothing else." She was still skeptical. "You don't expect me to be your sex slave or something?" "No. There are no strings attached. You're good and I want the best. If you decide on your own to be my sex slave, that's entirely up to you." "What if I decide to move out after my practice gets going?" "You can move out at any time as long as you honor your professional services agreement." "This still sounds too good to be true. What's the catch?" "No catch. I'll put it in writing if you like. Your word is good enough for me though."

She wanted to link about it for a few days so I gave her my number and asked her to call me with her answer. I thought I must be slipping. We just had a completely mundane conversation and left without any sex! I wasn't really disappointed though. Candy was exactly what I was looking for and if having her services meant no sex, then there'd be no sex.

She called me at the end of her shift the next afternoon. "Does your offer still hold?" "Sure. Would you like to come and see the house?" "Alright. How do I get there?" I gave her directions and the code for the entry gate.

Candy drove up to the house in her ratty looking Ford, still in her hospital scrubs. Her sandy blond hair was pinned back out of the way and she looked like a fish out of water in the luxurious surroundings. I greeted her at the door and kissed her cheek. We took a quick tour of the main rooms and finished up out back by the pool. I mentioned the stable, tennis court, and pool and offered to show her the proposed accommodations. I took her to an unused suite on the second floor. She was properly impressed by the furnishings and view. "You might have to share with someone in the second bedroom at some time but it's all yours for now." She had noticed several attractive women around and asked her foremost question. "Is this some sort of harem? or what?"

I smiled. "It's a fair question and you're not too far from the truth. These women live here with me. We love each other and share our lives. No one is here that doesn't want to be here. We stay together for our mutual benefit and enjoyment. If you join us, you will set your own rules about anything you will or won't do. I only ask that your be considerate of me and everyone else whatever you do."

That was about as long a speech as I'd ever made about my life style. I could tell that she was a little shocked and somewhat disappointed. I think she'd had some designs on my body and hadn't thought about sharing me with anyone else.

"Could we do a trial period and see if I can get along here?" "Yes, you could live here while you finish your internship if you like and decide about the rest when you're done." "It's a deal!" I kissed her briefly to seal the pact but didn't follow up by making any move on her. I wanted her to come to me when (and if) she was ready.

Candy returned the next day with her tired old Ford loaded down with clothes and books. I helped her to carry it all in and then left her to put everything away and freshen up. She came down stairs freshly showered and looking more relaxed than I'd seen her. I introduced her to the several of the other girls who happened to be around and also the gardener and stable hand. It was near lunchtime so I made sandwiches and we moved out meal out to the pool to enjoy the day. "It's very nice here Glenn but I don't understand the relationship you have with the other girls."

"It's nothing mysterious. We enjoy living here and being with each other. We also have many fringe benefits in the sharing of chores, errands, and finances. For example, it's very convenient to be able to borrow a car when yours needs work. Or help to pick out that perfect gift for someone. It's much better than living along." "What about sex?" "Yes, what about it?" "Do you have sex with all these girls?" "Yes, when we both desire it. There aren't any obligations." "Do you expect me to sleep with you?"

I could see that Candy was getting aroused by the thoughts of all that rampant sex. "No; not unless both you and I want to." She obviously wanted me but was having reservations about being part of a group. "Candy, I would love to sleep with you. You are a very attractive, sexy, intelligent female. I am a normal male. It's a genetic imperative!" She smiled. The blush on her cheeks made it clear that she was a normal female too! Her body wanted me but her mind was still unsure.

I decided to nudge her along. I put one hand on the back of her chair and began softly stroking the back of her neck. She closed her eyes and leaned into my touch. I increased the firmness of my touch, massaging her neck up to the back of her head. "That feels sooo good!" she whispered. Her head was rolling around, seeking the most stimulation from my probing fingers. I stood up and picked her up in my arms. She pulled my head down for a kiss and then I carried her to my room.

When I put her down, she was trembling slightly. "I haven't done this since I started medical school." "Well if you've forgotten how something works, just ask." I kissed the top of her head and began removing her clothes. She wore plain white underwear with no frills. I resolved to upgrade her wardrobe. Her pale stomach was flat, almost too lean; a product of too little time for food. Her medium breasts were nether neither large nor small. They fit my hand nicely and her nipples were almost too pale to be seen. I wasted no time in pushing down her panties and kneeling to kiss the revealed pussy lips. She clutched my head to her, afraid that she might miss a single moment. I stood and quickly stripped off my clothes. My dick stood firm and proud, a mast that looked too massive for her body.

Her eyes widened as she looked fearfully up at my weapon but I pulled her up and kissed her hard. She responded again to my touch, forgetting her fears as her body prepared itself for sex. I crushed her to me, pressing my arousal into her stomach, letting her feel my body against hers. I sat on the bed and pulled her into my lap, leaving her sex open to my touch. She gasped as I probed into her, finding wetness and tightness at the same time. She was no virgin but was a small girl who hadn't had much experience in intimacy. She leaned back against my chest as I massaged her soft breast with one hand, the other cupping her cunt with a finger buried deeply. A bite of her lovely neck was all it took to send her reeling into orgasm. She gritted her teeth and hissed and her body shook and quivered with its ecstasy.

I continued to stimulate her as she went through another spasm of delight. Finally, she took a deep breath and said, " That was the nicest thing anyone's done for me in a long time. She moved around to face me, her thin legs spread out past my hips. Raising up for room, she grabbed my cock and placed the tip on the entrance to her sex. She bit her lip as she lowered herself a little, pressing the head into her opening. I was afraid that she would stop, that the size would be too much for her slim body. She was determined, however, and continued to press downward, sliding the shaft deeper into her body. Wet as she was, it was so tight that the last two inches refused to go inside her pussy. She growled in frustration and, raising up a little, slammed herself down. My dick popped all the way in. She gasped and closed her eyes, shutting out the sight of my massive shaft buried in her pussy.

She couldn't move. She was stuffed so tight her legs had no strength to act. I pulled her head up and kissed her deeply, my tongue probing her mouth as my penis probed her cunt. I grabbed her ass and, picking her up a few inches, dropped her down again. She screamed as the shaft split her again, her body riveted by its penetration. Her eyes leaked tears but she said, "Again!"

I did it again. This time, her flowing juices made the path easier. My cock massaged her cunt from the inside, making her writhe with passion. A few more thrusts and I could feel the cum building inside me; eager for its chance to burst forth on its journey. I held her tightly to my body, squeezing her tits against me and I began a series of short thrusts that took me over the edge. A massive shot of cum splashed wetly inside her. My orgasm set Candy off again and she screamed, her voice muffled against my chest. Squirt after squirt burst inside her, bathing her inside with my savory offering. She screamed with each pulse, sharing my moment of pleasure.

We stayed locked together for a few minutes, too drained to disengage. Finally, I fell back on the bed, keeping her on top and my half-hard dick planted in her cunt. We went to sleep that way, my shaft soaking in her overflowing crevice. When she awoke, she let me know by kissing my chest and neck over and over.

"That was the most intense sex I've every had. What did you do to me?" I grinned. "Anything I wanted." She sighed, "You can do anything you want to me anytime you want. Is this why all those beautiful women stay with you?" I smiled. "It might have something to do with it." "I can believe it! How am I going to get any work done? I'll be wanting you to screw my brains out day and night!" "You'll be surprised. I'll bet you will be even better and sharper than ever. A little lost sleep dedicated to loving is a good investment of time; and you won't want me every day. Women aren't like men. You won't want me all the time. That's what eventually breaks up a lot of marriages. Here, I can always find a partner who's in the mood." She smiled. "One partner?" I grinned. "Or two... or three! We all do what feels right." "Well it feels right, right now." With that, she snuggled again and went back to sleep.

The next morning, I asked Kim to find a suitable office for Candy's new medical practice. In a couple of days she found a good location, close to the hospital, that belonged to a retiring physician. I was able to buy the lease and all the existing equipment for about half of the cost of an all-new setup. We also bought the patient files and mailed fliers to all them. Candy should manage to keep most of them with her. The office had some character to it and wasn't as sterile looking as most doctor's offices these days. Candy was delighted with it all and soon hired an office manager and nurse. She was still committed to her internship part time but was able to begin to build her private clientele.

The first time I visited Candy in her office, she was busily arranging supplies. She was happy and excited, her enthusiasm bubbling over. She led me into an examination room and got me up on the table. She grinned as she took my pulse and listened to my heart. When she unfastened my pants, I started to smile too. She deftly extracted my cock and looked at it closely. "We need to make sure this is still functional." With a gasp from me, she slipped the head into her mouth. She was a small girl and most of my rapidly hardening rod remained exposed. She wrapped a warm dainty hand around the shaft and proceeded to jack it, sucking and licking all the time. The suddenness of this fantasy encounter had me coming in no time. I spurted several wads of sticky cum into her mouth. She gulped several times, struggling to cope with the amount. Finally she raised her head and announced, "That seems to function OK, we have acceptable volumes of ejaculate with exceptional taste.

She wrote in her file folder and said, " OK, now roll over. It's time for a prostate check." I grimaced but did as she told me. I felt a latex clad finger push into my ass. I didn't like it at all! She withdrew and said, "You didn't like that much did you?" "No" "Well, this clinic never leaves a patient high and dry. Now it's your turn." She pulled up her lab coat and skirt and bent over the table, her legs resolutely spread for my examination. I didn't bother with a glove but spent a few minutes rubbing her firm ass cheeks. When I saw her start to wiggle, I pressed my middle finger into her rosy hole. Candy closed her eyes and started breathing heavily. "More" she suggested, "Deeper". I couldn't get my finger any deeper so I grabbed my dick and positioned it at her hole. She rocked and braced herself. I pushed but was unable to gain an entry into her tight bum. I slipped down a little and pressed into her pussy instead.

She gasped and moaned as she felt my hardness penetrate to her core. I pulled her legs off the floor and used them to pull her back and forth on my cock. She started to gush so much inside that the excess started dripping on the floor. The abundant lubrication was the only thing that kept us from hurting each other. She was as tight as ever, a wet, warm glove sliding along my cock. She was panting and heaving, her orgasm taking control of her body. She cried out each time I thrust into her so loudly that I was sure that the whole building could hear. I started to spurt also, blowing wads of cum deep within her where it had no place to go. It came pouring out, adding to the mess on the floor and still I pumped her.