More Than Us
“Mrs. McManus.” Thank Goodness. I think Cord was about to erupt. We both get out of our seats and walk toward the nurse. “Sir, I…”
“It’s ok. This my husband. He can come in.” Good grief. Are they trying to set this place on fire?
We are ushered into the room and standard stuff happens. I get into the paper dress, my temperature is taken, they ask about medication and tell me the doctor will be in soon. “Cord, sit down.” I tell him as he paces the room.
“I can’t baby. What if something is really wrong with you? I just got you back.” Here come the tears again. He walks over to me and wipes my face. “I’m sorry, sweetie. I didn’t mean to upset you. Let’s talk about something else. What would you like to discuss?” I smile at his effort to change the subject. However, there is something I would like to discuss with him.
“Well, on the answering machine, there was a message from a realtor, asking when a good time would be to come and view the property. What is that about?” He rubs my forehead, not wanting to say anything to upset me, right now. But I need to know. This has been eating at me, since I heard it two days ago, but I didn't want to rock the boat, right as we were getting it steady again.
“The truth is, Phillipa, I was not so sure we were ever going to repair this, and so, I figured maybe we should just sell the house and begin working on divorce proceedings. It was obvious to me, that you were no longer happy in this marriage and the last thing I wanted was for you to feel stuck. I want you to be happy, baby. Even if… even if that is without me.” Oh god. What have I done? I am a mess, crying and grabbing on to his jacket.
“I am so sorry, Cord. I never meant for it to get this far. I would die if I lost you. I never stopped loving you...my king. Please know that. Oh god...please don’t go. I will do anything.”
“Shhh… baby calm down. Don’t make yourself upset. I am not going anywhere. I love you more than the sunset, my little Philli. Forever.'' he kisses my forehead.
“Forever.” I whisper back. He pulls his handkerchief from his jacket and wipes my face, kissing every spot he cleans until his mouth meets mine. This kiss is… passionate, full of promise and forgiveness and...and a future.
“I am so sorry to keep you lovely people waiting. I am Doctor Gayle. What seems to be the problem?”
“I have been sick for almost two weeks. None stop vomiting in the morning.”
“Have you had the flu recently, or been to a foreign country?”
“No. Neither.”
“Ok. Well, let’s take some blood and a swab and see if we can figure this out.”
“Thank you.” I say, glad to be getting some answers. Once she walks out the door, I can’t help but finally feel the nervousness Cord is feeling. Of course, he can see it.
“Hey, hey, my love. None of that. Hmmm...ah, I know how to take your mind off it.” he walks to the end of the table and lifts the gown. “Spread your legs, my wild one. It’s time for my afternoon snack.
“Cord... we can’t. We are….”
“Well then I guess you better be quiet, huh.” I spread my legs, my body tingling with anticipation. Sitting on the doctor's chair, he leans in, spreads my pussy, opening the lips and blows on it inside, the sensation eliciting a moan from me. “Quiet, my Philli, or I will have to stop.” Holy fuck. How does he expect me to be?
“Ah!” I yell, not able to control it when his tongue takes the first stroke. Shit that first lick is always the most powerful.
“Tsk tsk, sweet girl. I think I am going to have to stuff something in your mouth.” he reaches down, I am too far gone to note what he picks up before realizing it is my lace panties he puts in my mouth. “There. Now, where were we?” I squint my eyes showing him my frustration at his teasing. I am just about to fuss at him, mouth full of lace when he begins licking me again, slowly taking the time to taste every inch of my pussy. I feel myself leaking for him, the nectar from him licking me and the gushing of desire, dripping down my asshole, nothing left untouched. “Jesus baby look at this shiny pussy.” he heads up his words with a finger inside of me, moving in and out, touching that one place inside of me that makes stars form in my eyes. He adds another finger and it is more than too much. My legs are shaking, my body going through so many reactions.