Doctor Insatiable 3: Quad Entry E-Book

Jane Snow

• Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Doctor Laura Hood has been craving the feeling of a big black man all over her but unfortunately both Lamar and Devon have gone radio silent.  She wonders if she's been forgotten and visits her neighbor's small get together on her day off.

While she tries to enjoy her day off, she gets a call from her coworker.  He had forgotten to inform her of a message one of his patients wanted to relay over to her.  Laura's excitement rises as she hears from her coworker that Lamar had called... from a local jail.

Her heart sinks immediately, thinking that he's going to be in for a long time.  She's given Devon's number and when she calls, he has some uplifting news.  Lamar's on his way over to Devon's after spending a small amount of time in jail.  Devon invites her over for their mutual benefit.

Laura agrees and rushes out of her neighbor's, heading straight to Devon's place.  She wonders how pent up Lamar must be and how badly she's about to be hammered.  But when she arrives at Devon's place, she's surprised to see that Lamar had also brought two more big black men from jail, Mark and Andre.  She wasn't planning for four black men but when things get wild, her insatiable appetite goes to new levels...

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Doctor Insatiable 3

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I quietly stared out the window while holding my cup of tea, oblivious to the world around me.  Mrs. Perkins had invited me, along with our other neighbors to a tea party at her place.  She had recently completed an Ancestry test that her kids had gotten her for her birthday and found that her ancestors had come from somewhere in Britain.  Ever since, she had been going on and on about tea parties.

“...ra?  Laura?”  Mrs. Perkins waved her hand as she said my name.

Breaking out of my small trance I looked towards her and smiled.  “Oh, I’m sorry, what was that?”

“I asked if you wanted more tea,” Mrs. Perkins responded.

“Oh, no, I’m fine, still have a lot here,” I replied.

No matter how hard I tried, I could not get the thoughts of Lamar and Devon out of my mind.  It had been over a month since I had last seen them.  I had tried calling a week earlier but Lamar didn’t answer or even call back.  My body craved the feeling of their powerful bodies.

“You seem to be pretty checked out,” Patty, a nearby neighbor of mine commented.

“Yeah, it’s been a rough month,” I responded.

“Wow, that bad at the hospital?”

“Not bad per se, but really busy.  We’re rounding out flu season.  All those people who didn’t get their shots are coming in now feeling sick.”

“I heard those flu shots can cause problems,” Patty replied.

“Problems?”  I inquired as I took a sip of my cooled tea.

She nodded and glanced at the other women in the room.  “Yeah, you know, it can actually cause the flu or cause a new like, strain, or whatever,” she said.

I was barely able to hold back my eyes from rolling as I shook my head.  “Oh no, those are old wives tales.  They’re perfectly safe.  In fact the number of cases goes down dramatically when more people take the shots,” I informed.

“Oh, I guess that blog I read was wrong,” she replied with a small nod.

Her blank expression as she nodded told me everything I needed to know.  She was going to believe in the internet rather than the words out of my mouth.  There was nothing I could say that would change her mind, no matter the credentials I held.

“So, Mrs. Perkins, how are the kids doing?”  I asked, changing the topic.

“Oh, Sam is still a drifter, wandering from job to job but he’s still got a good heart.  I think he just needs a special someone to hold him down and get him on the right track,” Mrs. Perkins replied, pausing to look at me as if to see if I had any interest.  When I showed none, she continued.  “And Yvette is finishing up her Master’s, getting ready to go into the job market.”

“That’s great!”  Patty said.  “When is Sam visiting?”

“Hm, it’s hard to say,” Mrs. Perkins answered.

Most likely when he’s out of money, I thought with a small grin.  The last time he had swung by was with his sister to give Mrs. Perkins the Ancestry gift, which Yvette most likely paid for.  He had looked rather disheveled then and I couldn’t imagine him suddenly cleaning up.  Yet, for some reason, Mrs. Perkins always tried to get me to go on a date with her son, as if being a jobless drifter was some sort of perk.

My phone buzzed to life in my pocket and I quickly pulled it out, hoping that it was Lamar.  I let out an audible sigh as I noticed it was from Jon, my fellow doctor at the hospital.  After giving the others a small nod, I stood and walked to the other side of the room while answering the call.

“Hey Jon,” I answered.

“Laura, hey, sorry to call you on your day off but I needed some help.”

“You always need help Jon.”

“Wow, you always have to be so cold,” he laughed.  “Well, anyway, I’m not sure if you remember one of my old patients I had asked if you could take, like a month ago maybe?”  He continued.

“Lamar?!”  I gasped.

“Oh, wow, great memory.  Yeah, Lamar.  I got a strange call from him a while ago, something about getting stuck somewhere with some racist cops.  Said he was calling to make sure I would cancel his appointment and to also let you know too,” Jon replied.

“What?!  How long ago?  And you’re telling me this now?!”  I responded angrily.

There was a pause on the other line.  “Whoa, cool it there, it totally dropped off my radar.  Plus, I didn’t know why you would have to know, he’s my patient,” Jon replied.

“Well... I mean...”  I hesitated as trying to find the right words.  “Look, he’s technically my patient too.  I was supposed to have a follow up appointment and he never set it up.  I was getting worried that he had been hurt,” I continued.

“A follow up?  For what?”  Jon inquired.

“That’s confidential Jon.”

“You cannot be serious.  He’s my patient, you can’t withhold information.  Is it critical?  Did you see or find something I didn’t know about?”

I bit my lower lip and glanced at the neighbors, watching as they laughed and talked about something or other.  “I’ll tell you when I’m back in the office.  It’s nothing major, just a follow up on the minor pain he had,” I spouted.

“Oh, sheesh, you had me scared for a moment there.  Well, now you know.”

“Do you know when he’s getting out?  Is he okay?  I mean, if he really did run into some racist folks...”

“I’m sure he’s fine.  You’ve seen the guy.  He’s a freaking moose.  I’d be more scared for the guy that tried to mess with him.  Anyway, sorry, went off topic for a bit there.  So yeah, there was Lamar.  There’s a friend of his named... Darrell?  Devin?  No...”

“Devon.”

“Yeah, Devon.  Wait, you met the guy?”

“Uh...  Lamar mentioned him while I was checking his injury,” I lied.

My crotch grew warm at the thought of Devon’s massive member slamming between my legs.  I could envision his powerful frame hovering over mine, his thick, throbbing shaft hammering in and out of me.  A small moan escaped my lips and luckily, Jon didn’t seem to take notice.

“Yeah, so this Devon guy apparently needs a house visit?  You do house visits now?”  Jon asked.

“Uh, well, sometimes, I mean, I guess it depends on location,” I replied nervously.

“Okay, well, he gave me his number so you can contact him, do you want it now?”  Jon asked.

“Yeah sure, hold on,” I responded as I swung back over to Mrs. Perkins with my hand covering my phone.  “Do you happen to have a small piece of paper and a pen?”

“Oh sure, right over there,” Mrs. Perkins replied pointing at a nearby table.

I nodded, headed over and pulled one of the post it notes on the table and a nearby pen.  “Okay, shoot,” I said.