Buying Time

It felt strange to be back in the clinic mere days since the last time he’d been here. Rarely had Zack Bishop ever been to his mother’s place of work with such frequency, and yet he was struck with a deep sense of déjà vu as he stood before the reception desk. He could remember vividly that feeling of being lost, so full of questions about his mother’s marriage, her affair and her birthing of him, her son. Lost, confused but determined to get answers, and now, that determination was the anchor between the then and the present. He was still unsure of himself, a little less so than he had been, but he was determined, all the same, this time not for answers but to bring about action.

Unfortunately, as determined as he was, the same brunette mid-20s desk nurse stood as a gatekeeper, sighing and rolling her eyes as she saw him approach. He’d charmed her once, sort of, to get five minutes with his mother, but he didn’t think it would work twice. By now, she’d probably guessed the old family crisis line had been a lie, and it wasn’t like he could just tell her the truth that he was here to convince his mother to tell his dad all about her affair with another man who might be his father. Or maybe he could. After all, wasn’t the point of all of this to get everything out in the open?

“The prodigal son returns,” the nurse quipped as Zack approached. “Let me guess, another family emergency. Who is it now? Your grandfather?”

“It actually is a family emergency this time,” Zack admitted sheepishly. “Not that it wasn’t last time, I guess. But it actually is urgent this time.”

“Ok, ok, I can see you’re serious,” she said, cracking a smile as she watched him expectantly. “Well, get on with it then.”

Zack gazed back blankly, blinking stupidly and asked, “get on with what?”

“Last time you called me pretty and hot and offered to take care of me,” she reminded him, flicking her hair from her face and pouting. “I think that seems like an acceptable toll, don’t you?”

“Oh, oh yeah, yeah,” Zack agreed, brightening up and half laughing. “It’s barely even a toll considering how pretty you are. You know, it’s more just a truth of nature, like just as the sky is blue, uh…”

His eyes dropped to her name tag though not quick enough as the nurse raised a hand to cover it, smirking cheekily as she watched Zack’s flustered face as he awkwardly realised she knew he had no idea what her name was. He cleared his throat and smiled back.

“Forgive me for not asking yet, but what divine name was given to a creature of your beauty?” He asked, leaning over the counter.

“Easy there,” she giggled, in a way she hadn’t done since she was a teenager. “That’s laying it on a bit thick. But, seeing as you asked so nicely. My name is Zsofia.”

“Alright, alright, but you are cute. I’m not exaggerating that,” Zack said earnestly with a soft smile. “And if I wasn’t just getting out of a relationship AND not currently trying to get an ex-girlfriend out of prison, I’d love to spend all day here getting to know more than just your name. But I really do need to see my mum, so I’m gonna have to insist that we speed this up.”

“Oh?” she cooed, raising her eyebrows at Zack’s change of tone. “And what if I decide the toll hasn’t been paid?”

“Then maybe I need to make a deposit,” he suggested, lowering his voice slightly as he leaned closer. “I believe you mentioned something about making use of the head between my legs last time.”

Zsofia choked on the air she was breathing, glancing around to make sure no one else had heard what the teen had said. She chuckled, the laughter dying down as she looked at Zack, who was not laughing along with her, just confidently and sincerely smiling.

“Are you really suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?” she asked, shaking her head. “I was only kidding…”

“I’m not,” Zack clarified, his eyes boring into hers. “Honestly, I’m not normally one to go propositioning women I’ve just met. But this is serious, and time sensitive, so if this is what it takes, I’ll gladly give you whatever you need.”

The nurse bit her lip, contemplating the offer for half a minute before she grabbed his hand and dashed out from behind the desk, pulling Zack down the hallway towards the examination room where he’d seen his mother a couple of days ago. Instead though, Zsofia pulled him into a different room, another examination room, furnished similarly with a desk and a bed but empty and dim, lit only by the sunlight streaming in through the shades.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this…that I’M doing this.” she released his hand as she turned to face him, immediately lifting up her tunic and slipping her thumbs into the elastic of her slacks. “We…we need to be quick. I can’t be away from the desk for long.”

Her bottoms were barely down to her thighs when she found herself scooped up and planted on the bed. Zack’s hands held her legs together as he pushed her backwards, flat on her back with her legs stretching high into the air. She gasped and squealed, being moved like a rag doll, folded and pivoted on the bed with her ass bared over the end, pointed directly towards Zack’s face as he squatted before her. Pushing her legs back towards her, her panty clad pussy peeked between her thighs.

“Wha-what are you doing?” she breathed heavily. “I told you we don’t have much ti-aaaaaaaah.”

Her words turned to moaning as Zack leaned forward, pressing his mouth to her panties and running his tongue along the gusset feeling the soft, wet squish of her pussy beneath the material. He repeated the motion, pushing harder with his tongue and tasting her as the thin underwear became soaked with the nurse’s arousal. He heard her hands fling out, clinging to the side of the bed as his tongue pushed deeper, pushing the panties between her folds.

“Wanted to make sure you were ready,” Zack told her, pulling his mouth from her lower lips, breathing like he’d just chugged a gallon of milk. He smirked. “But seems you’re plenty wet already actually.”

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned as he went in again, lapping at her exposed labia. “Then, w-why are you st-still licking?”

Again, he didn’t answer right away, instead licking at her for a moment first. His tongue traced her lips, flicking over the thin, folded gusset wrung with her wetness covering her clit and hole from his advances. But, if he moved his tongue over her panties, and pressed just hard enough, and he did, he could hear her sigh as the panties were pushed tight against her sensitive little nub. He rolled his tongue in a circle, running around her lips and pressing harder as he glanced over the hidden hood of her clit, feeling the young woman’s body tighten in anticipation every time his tongue came close.

“Well you seemed to be liking it,” Zack replied eventually, taking another breather as he reached up and pulled her panties to the side, over her ass cheek, so that Zsofia’s puffy pussy was completely exposed to his eyes. “Maybe it’s not me though. Do you have fantasies of getting fucked at work?”

Oh, OH, ooooooooh, yes,” she gasped as his mouth returned to her, lips directly upon her naked, unshaven pussy. If she’d known she was going to get eaten out at work today, a strange thought if there ever was one, she’d have shaved herself. Not that the hair bothered Zack in the slightest, as the flat of his tongue slurped at her clam, flicking up then against her clit as it reached the top. “I’ve thought about being taken on an examination bed, being licked just like this…and fucked…”

“And fucked you say…” Zack teased, before teasing her clit with his tongue again. “Was it a patient or a doctor you imagined?”

“Doc-Doctor,” she admitted, throwing back her head as Zack continued licking her, now focusing solely on her clit. “Shit, I swear, the idea of getting fucked in one of these rooms is half the reason I got into medicine.”

“Glad-to-help-make-the-fantasy-a-reality. Pity-I-‘m-not-a-doctor-” he said between licks. “-And-we-‘re-not-fucking-…-yet.”

The insinuation that her hole would soon be filled, coupled with Zack’s rhythmic licking, centralised entirely upon her sensitive clit sent the young nurse over the edge. The whole bed vibrated as her body shuddered, her hands gripping the sides so hard her knuckles went white, feeling if she let go she might slip, not just from the bed, but out of her body entirely and into a realm of pure pleasure that she might never be able to return from. The sensation was so intense she barely noticed Zack’s tongue leave her puss until the teenager was standing, jeans unbuckled and unzipped, his naked, erect cock stretching out over the elastic of his boxers.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped as she rode the after tremors of her orgasm and looking by her legs at Zack’s cock. “Am I delirious or is that as big as it looks?”

“Might be easier if you feel it and find out,” Zack said, stepping closer to her but she bent her knees, dropping her feet in front of her hole to bar his entrance.

“Condom,” she said breathily, pointing to the bottom drawer of the desk.

Smiling, amused at being with a girl who took proper precautions, he stepped away and retrieved an appropriately sized condom from the drawer. Once his member was all wrapped up and safe for entry, he approached the brunette nurse again, and this time her legs remained in the air, together, access to her pussy granted. He wasted no time, because neither had time to waste and because his aching cock wanted a pussy to fill, stepping up to the bed and wrapping one arm around her legs as his hand guided his cock to her entrance.

She groaned, feeling his wide head between her gaping lips, pushing in just the tip before his hand left his shaft and gripped her ass. Steadying himself and looking up into her face, eyes gazed and mouth hung open, he pushed in with his hips, slow but steady, allowing her to feel every inch of his large, thick cock stretching out her inner walls. She stared back into his face for as long as she could, a goofy, toothy grin undermining his cool, confident eyes, until the pleasure of the fat cock entering her grew to be too much, and she flung her head back against the bed, moaning loudly.

“Ssssh,” he chuckled, as he pushed in to his hilt. “Everyone in the waiting room probably heard that one.”

“I can’t help it,” she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut. “Ah, soo good.”

He was tempted to tease her, pull his cock from her slowly and dip it back in, just as carefully, but Zack didn’t have time to play, and his stiff cock felt just as eager to cum as she seemed. So, he pulled out of her and slammed back in, immediately jumping to full speed, the smack of her ass against his hips ringing out through the empty room. The nurse yelped and swore and moaned at the sudden increase in tempo, the bed rocking along with her voice. He knew she was being too loud, but he told himself the best defence was a good offence. The sooner they both came, the sooner she’d have no reason to be so quiet. He rammed into her, repeatedly, with speed, rutting on a bed in a public clinic with a woman he barely knew, all just so he could talk to his mother.

“Zack?” his mother’s voice rang in his ears. “Zsofia?!”

At the sound of the second name, Zack whipped his head around, his mother in the doorway to the examination room looking upon her son with his cock inside her nurse. Groaning, Zack felt his balls tighten as he looked at his own mum, her face shocked, but not quite disgusted, her eyes drawing down, her blouse, buttoned low offering a lot of cleavage, a tight skirt allowing his eyes to take in her long, succulent legs, remembering her the last time at the clinic, on her knees, beneath the table, searching for a pen, her ass pushed up high behind her. And at that moment he came.

He felt Zsofia push back off his cock, as Zack stumbled away himself, his cock continuing to pulse and throb even without the tight pussy hugging his shaft. His cock bobbed as it spewed his seed, captured by the condom, a never-ending stream it seemed, the tip of the condom drooping as it became heavy with Zack’s thick load. Zack simply stood in the room, unsure what to do or say as his cock filled up the condom and it became so heavy it slipped from his length, landing on the tiled floor with a wet slap. His bare, dripping cock was completely visible for his mother to see.

“Uh, hi mom,” he gasped, finally finding the words, though his limbs were still frozen still. “Are you free to talk?”