The Seduction Series

The Seduction Series,



Chapter 6



By LKraemer



Disclaimer: Not recommended for children, Offensive Language, Rated R, Sexual Situations.







Julia gasped, her hand to her mouth. “Sean! Christian! Kim—“ Julia’s voice trailed off. In a quick frenzy she stormed out of the recovery room.



Sean began to pull his now-limp dick out of Kimber instantly, cringing, “How am I going to explain this one to Julia?!”



Kimber looked pretty sheepish, quietly slipping her clothes back on.



Christian, sitting on the edge of the bed now, placed his head in his hands covering his sweat-covered face.



‘Shit, Shit, SHIT! Sean!” Christian repeated in a panic.



Sean zipped up his pants, then pointed his finger in blame towards Kimber. “Someone has a lot of explaining to do,” Sean demanded.



“Me!?” Kimber retaliated.



“Yes, YOU! Sean argued.



“Someone’s going to have to talk to Julia!” Christian snapped, interrupting, glancing at Sean. He suddenly realized that both Sean and Kimber’s eyes were looking at him.



“Oh, NO! NO damn way!” Christian pleaded.



“She’ll listen to you, not me, Christian!” Sean insisted.



Christian crossed his arms, whining, “Not today, Sean, my asshole hurts!”



“Well, give her a little space, she’ll probably need a little time to settle down,” Kimber explained.



Both Christian and Sean stared at her.



“Let me remind you, Kimber, YOU were the one who came onto us,” Christian concluded.



“Whatever, Christian. Like you two didn’t enjoy it!” she argued.



Sean put his hands in the air.



“OK! Enough you two!” Right now I have to arrange a new anaesthesiologist since I just fired Liz a few minutes ago,” Sean pointed out.



“Funny, Sean, last I looked in the books there were no surgeries planned for the next two days. Won’t that give you enough time for interviews?” Christian asked with curiosity.



He glanced at Sean, noticing he had a serious look on his face. He was also avoiding eye contact with him all of sudden.



“What, Sean?!” Christian demanded. “I only need a local!”



Sean’s voice lowered.



“Christian, you’re gonna need a general anesthetic. I’m sorry. The tearing was more internally located in your rectum. A local, I’m afraid, won’t be enough.”



Christian sighed. “His asshole began to throb worse, just thinking about the prospect of surgery.



“I’m outta here, so you two can talk shop. Good luck with your surgery, Christian!” Maybe Sean can make your asshole a perfect 10 for you!” she interjected, blowing a kiss at Sean and Christian as she picked up her purse, turned and marched out the door, slamming it on her way out.



“That’s it, Kimber, love us and leave us!” Christian shouted sarcastically after her.



Sean slowly shook his head.



“So, Sean who are you going to hire?!” Christian eagerly asked.



“Don’t worry, Christian, I have someone in mind,” Sean replied.



“Male or female, Sean?” Christian teased.



“I don’t need to consult with you on this, Christian!” Sean replied smartly. “I’m the one who will be performing the surgery, NOT you!”



“But it’s MY asshole, Sean!” Christian argued.



“Never mind, Christian, leave it to me, trust my judgement, will you? You’ve had an exhausting day so far, go home, for a bit, rest, don’t eat, or drink anything ….and oh! I’ll get that prescription for the stool softeners,” he added as he walked back to his office to get his prescription pad. “I’ll meet you in there.”



Christian was so glad to get changed into his clothes. “Not long again before his asshole would be at mercy again,” he shuddered, thinking to himself.



Christian met Sean in his office.



“There,” he said, handing Christian the prescription. That will help ease the pain but you can always look up ghostbusters if the phantom pain returns,” Sean added with a devilish grin. “And by the way, I’ll call you when I’ve hired,” Sean reminded him.



“It’d better be a female, Sean!” Christian added, putting on his sunglasses, quickly glancing over the top of his glasses at Sean, giving him the “look” over the rim of his glasses as he walked out the door.



Sean rolled his eyes. He began to look for his phone book on his desk. He needed to find Alison’s phone number, a back-up anaesthesiologist he’d had for awhile, however never needed to call upon in the past.



“Hmmm, hopefully she’ll remember me,” Sean hoped as he looked through the phone book. With hesitancy, he dialed her phone number. The phone rang a few times he’d noticed, before being picked up.



“Hello?” a woman’s voice answered.



“Hello, this is Dr. Sean McNamara, “I went to med school with you years ago, do you remember me?” Sean explained with sincere caution in his voice.



There was a pause on the other end for a few seconds.



Finally, the soft, female voice reappeared.



“Oh, yes! I remember you, Dr. McNamara, “ she stammered on her words.

“How are you?….I mean, how has your business been all these years?”



“Pretty good, Alison, business has treated Christian and I well,” he replied.



“Oh! Christian still works with you, does he?” she asked with enthusiasm.



“Yes, he does, we’re business partners,” Sean explained.



I was wondering, I’m in a bit of a predicament…I’m in need of an anaesthesiologist as soon as possible, I was wondering if you might be available to work for me for awhile?”



“Sure! I can help you out, when would you like me to begin?” she asked.



“Today I have surgery booked in a few hours. I’m so sorry, it’s such short notice. Do you remember where my office is, Alison?”



“Yes, I do. What time would you like me to meet you there?” Alison replied.



“How’s 4 pm sound?” Sean questioned.



“I’ll meet you there, bye for now, Dr. McNamara.”



“I’ll look forward to seeing you at my office, Alison, and thank you, I very much appreciate your help in this matter,” Sean said.



Sean hung up the phone and then immediately dialed Christian’s cell phone number. “Christian, I’ve found a replacement, meet me at the office at 4 o’clock,” Sean reminded him.



“My asshole will really look forward to that, Sean,” Christian fired back.



“I detect a note of sarcasm in your voice, Christian!”



“Who’s the replacement?!” Christian demanded to know.



“I’ll see you at 4 o’clock, Christian, don’t be late!” Sean warned in a threatening tone.





A few hours later.......



Sean had left then arrived back at McNamara/Troy by 4 o’clock. He checked his watch, sighing. “It was 4:10 pm now, Christian was late. He was getting impatient,” he thought to himself.



Alison walked into the scrub room where Sean was vigorously washing his hands.



“Who is the patient, Dr. McNamara?” Alison asked with curiosity.



Sean looked up at her. It’s someone you haven’t seen in many…..” his voice trailed off as Christian walked into the room.



“Years!?” Christian piped, sarcastically.



Surprised, Christian immediately stared at Alison.



Alison also made instant eye contact.



“Dr. Troy?” she smiled shyly.



“Alison?” Christian mused.



Alison began to reminisce Dr. Troy’s looks from years ago in med school. She sighed. “He still had his charming good looks, but noticed how much he had really matured and aged nicely over the years,” she thought to herself quietly.



In a daze, she suddenly realized then that Dr. Troy’s piercing, blue, staring eyes were traveling up and down her body.



“I only wish it were under better circumstances, Alison,” he replied with sarcasm. “You’re assisting in my surgery,” he added.



Alison looked confused at Sean.



Sean cleared his throat, coughing a little.

“Er hum, Christian has some rectal fissures that need to be repaired, Alison.”



“But he only needs a local for that,” Dr. McNamara. She quickly pointed out.



Sean paused.



“They’re too internal,” Sean explained.



Alison turned back to Christian, who was blushing. “What happened?” she asked softly.



Noticing how uncomfortable the conversation was making Christian feel, Sean suggested that Christian go change.



Christian headed to the bathroom. While undressing, he began to let his mind wander, thinking naughty thoughts of Alison. “She was so breathtakingly sexy,” he sighed.



On his way back to the OR, Christian realized a bulge had formed under his gown.



He laid down on the OR table, trying to hide his ever-growing erection. He knew Alison had caught a glimpse of it, though.



She smiled, her face flushing.



Christian coughed, breaking the silence. “Where’s Sean?”



“He’ll be back, Dr. Troy, he went to go answer the phone,” she explained.



Christian gulped, a lump formed in his throat, while watching her get the IV ready.



“I-I-I need to use the washroom one more time,” Christian stammered on his words. He quickly slipped off the OR table, trying to hide his bulge again.



He ran to the bathroom, locking the stall door behind him this time. “No damn way I’m going to let a 10-inch dick go to waste in surgery,”: he muttered to himself. He closed his eyes, standing in front of the toilet and began to masturbate, daydreaming about how beautiful Alison was. He was so damn horny, if he masturbated quickly, he’d get instantaneous release,” Christian figured.



Thinking he was on the verge of climaxing, he heard the door open to the bathroom. The sound of heels walked across the tile floor, realizing it was Alison.



“Dr. Troy?”

“Dr. Troy…. are you OK?” Alison asked.



Christian froze.

“I’m takin’ a piss!” he answered matter-of-factly.



Alison could see his bare feet under the stall, facing the toilet. “I can tell you’re not urinating, Dr. Troy, I could tell by the sound of your breathing that you were masturbating…..” her voice lingered off.



“Open the door, Dr. Troy, please,” she pleaded.



She heard a click.



Christian, still with a bulge, stood directly in front of her, looking down her top. He then leaned down and began to passionately kiss Alison. “The smell of her perfume was intoxicating to him,” he thought.



Taken by surprise, she noticed his dick stabbed her womanhood through his surgical gown.



She knew Dr. Troy was trying to seduce her on every level.



Her breasts tingled in excitement as his one hand reached for her one nipple, teasing it through her silk blouse. She became noticeably aroused. She knew he could see her hardened nipples through her thin blouse.



“You want it, don’t you,” he teased, grinning.



His kissing became more intense, his tongue flicking and thrusting inside her mouth. His lips then traveled down the front of her neck, kissing her more as his fingers started to frantically unbutton her blouse, undoing her bra too.



He began to suck on her one nipple. His hot breath on her one breast made her shiver, moaning in pleasure.



Alison unbuttoned her pants, pulling a condom out of her one pocket before Dr.Troy lustfully yanked her pants down her legs to the floor.



He then slipped a finger into her welcoming cunt to see if she was ready.



Dr. Troy then gently picked her up by the waist, and carried her to the bathroom sink vanity, her long, slender, smooth legs wrapped tightly around his waist, his tell-tale erection almost ready to explode through his gown.



He gently situated her on the vanity, kissing her more. Alison reached for the front of his gown, lifting it up, slightly, touching the tip of his penis, with her finger she felt a little pre cum there.



Dr. Troy entered her swiftly, urgently penetrating. Alison cupped her hands under his rock-hard ass.



He gently stroked his fingers up and down her back. The mirror, behind them, reflecting their bodies intertwined as they came together.



They gasped in their ecstasy.



“I came in to the bathroom to seduce you, Dr. Troy,” Alison confessed softly, stroking his wide, broad shoulders.



“I’d say it was the other way around,” Alison. I believe I seduced you,” Christian winked, replying with instant sarcasm in his voice. He pulled out of her, yanking the condom off, turning and throwing it in the garbage. He then straightened his gown.



Alison began to dress. Her hands trembled as she tried to button her blouse. She blushed.

“No man had ever aroused her like Dr. Troy just did. Her body was tingling in extreme pleasure.



He then walked triumphantly out of the bathroom with a cocky little grin on his face, knowing that he had succeeded, sexually satisfying her desires.



Dr. Troy and Alison slipped quietly back into the OR, unbeknownst to Sean, who was still in his office.



Christian got back onto the OR table with ease.

Sean walked into the OR right afterwards, turning on the OR stereo.



“Christian, I thought we’d listen to something appropriate for this special occasion this time,” Sean grinned with a smug look on his face and pushed play. The tune, “Ring of Fire,” by Johnny Cash echoed throughout the OR.



“Your compassion is uncanny!” Christian snapped.



Sean replied, “Only the best for my favorite patient!”



“Count backwards from 100, Dr. Troy,” Alison added.



The last thing that Christian remembered as he passed out were the words in the song, “I fell into a burning ring of fire….”





To Be Continued