Dr. Augustus relieves this hard-on.

After the door closes behind Lora, I punch the padding of the exam table. I am so hard and so angry.

Lora was ready to have sex with me but I couldn't do it! It's astonishing to have a teenage dream fulfilled and crushed in the same moment.

I hear a door knock, and yell, "Who is it?"

Claire, the same colleague who interrupted my jerking earlier answered. The head of my cock is painfully swollen, and I march over to open the door.

Her eyes pop when she sees the tent in my pants. "Get inside," I say, and she does as I tell her. Her eyes stay wide as the door closes behind her.

I know Claire has a crush on me and has been trying to screw me since I started working here. With glossy red hair, big breasts and thick thighs, she's attractive enough, but I was just never interested. Over work lunches, she's casually let me know she enjoys giving blowjobs, but I never took the bait. Too easy, maybe.

Now, I'm interested. "Get on your knees and open wide." I say.

She still looks stunned as I unbutton the fly of my pants. With painful slowness, she lowers herself to the floor and parts her lips. I grab fistfuls of her hair and anchor her head as I thrust myself in her. She convulses and gags as my penis rams against her throat. A tear escapes her eye.

But she doesn't move again, and she lets me pound her mouth mercilessly. Her thick, soft tongue massages my cock as I push deeper and deeper into her throat. The back of her throat is so tight, and I grunt every time it squeezes the head of my dick.

"Oh..." I whisper.

Meanwhile, she can't say a word. I'm not even sure she can breath. In between my thrusts, she makes gasping and **** sounds. Tears stream form her eyes, and saliva runs down the side of her mouth. But she doesn't stop sucking.

It doesn't take long for the liquid warmth of her mouth to get me close to orgasm. I **** her face right into my hip, and she shakes as I press even deeper inside. It feels like the muscles in her throat are swallowing my cock.

"Ah--Lor--" I suck in air before I say the wrong name. Then I groan and shudder for a long minute, pumping my orgasm into Claire.

When I pull out, Claire's face is covered in tears. Cum and saliva froth at her lips and drip down her chin. It's interesting this is how I find her the most attractive.

After she cleans herself up, she stares at me with a curious look. She asks, "What did you call me?"

I pretend I don't have a clue and brush it off. I try to be nice and not rush her out the door. But she eventually leaves, looking a little unsatisfied, and I get back to work.