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However, when
Zoe got home that night, she found Vicky sitting in the living room with a
smile on her face and before Zoe had a chance to open her mouth and apologize, Vicky
chattered on about a fantastic man she met at the reception after graduation
and Zoe was able to breathe.

“Vicky, Mike
sounds fantastic,” Zoe said and sat next to her friend on the living room
floor. “And I’m sorry I missed your graduation, it’s that--”

“No,” Vicky said
and held up her hand and took a sip of her wine, “it’s okay. I understand and
it’s totally fine.”

But it really wasn’t
fine for Vicky. It absolutely was not fine.

When Vicky looked
out into the auditorium and didn’t see the one person she expected, she nearly
passed out from the anger. She went to the reception and sat at the bar and
stared at all the other nursing graduates celebrating and surrounded by their
families. She knocked back several glasses of scotch and looked to her right
and saw the only other guy at the bar who seemed fuckable. That man was Mike
Frederick.

Mike Frederick
was a telemarketer and con man with a drinking problem. But he looked good and Vicky
knew she could turn him into whatever she wanted in her mind to assuage her
hurt over Zoe’s slight. That Vicky spent her entire life trying to hurt her supposed
friend was of no consequence to Vicky. Zoe betrayed her and for that betrayal, Vicky
set in motion a plan that would get Zoe back and ultimately hit her where it
hurt the most: Dr. Allen Connor. The man Vicky felt she deserved.

Vicky decided to
visit Dr. Connor in his office one evening a few weeks after her graduation when
Zoe was at home. She told Zoe she had a date with Mike Frederick and wore her
sexiest red dress with the shoes Zoe referred to as Vicky’s “fuck me pumps.”

Dr. Connor was
surprised to find Zoe’s friend sitting in his office when he returned from his
rounds. He glanced over her chair as he walked into his office and saw nothing
but Vicky’s big tits spilling out of the top of her brilliant red dress. Her
blond hair was curled and glimmered under the lights and he tried to shake the
immoral thoughts of Vicky out of his head.

“Dressed kind of
fancy for a doctor’s appointment, no?” Dr. Connor said as he walked around Vicky’s
chair to his desk.

“I’m meeting my
boyfriend for a drink in a few hours,” Vicky said and straightened her back. “I
hope you don’t mind the intrusion. I wanted to talk to you.”

Talk indeed, Dr.
Connor thought as he dragged his eyes down Vicky’s body. He knew, from the
first moment Zoe officially introduced him to her friend that Vicky was down to
fuck whenever, wherever and with anyone she wanted. It was one of the reasons
Dr. Connor avoided his girlfriend’s friend whenever possible. That kind of
temptation was something Dr. Connor was loathe to avoid.

He sat down
behind his desk as far away from Vicky as he could manage without falling out
the window and shuffled some papers. He looked up at Vicky and she reminded him
of a kitten that slurped up a whole bowl of cream.

“What can I do
for you, Vicky? Is there a problem with Zoe?”

“No,” Vicky said
and took a deep breath, “this has nothing to do with Zoe. I wanted to ask
you...well, as you know, I recently graduated.”

Dr. Connor felt
uncomfortable. He hoped that she wasn’t there to confront him about being the
cause of Zoe missing her graduation.

“Look, about
that--”

“No, no,” Vicky
said as she shook her head, “it’s not about that. The bottom line is that I
would like to work here and I was hoping you could give me some inside info.
You know, a way to get my application at the top of the pile.”

Dr. Connor
leaned back in his chair and folded his arms behind his head. He glanced at the
couch in the corner of his office. His casting couch cradled the tight, naked
bodies of many nursing graduates hoping to fuck good enough to get their applications
to the top of the list.

Vicky followed
Dr. Connor’s glance to the large leather sofa in the corner of his office. She
shifted in her chair against the silk of her panties and felt the wetness
between her legs. She tried to think of anything that did not have to do with
fucking Dr. Connor. She had to control herself. It was too soon. Mike Frederick
could make the ache in her pussy go away after she set the plan in motion.

“Well, Vicky, I
don’t know if you know this, but Mass General is very competitive.”

“I do know this,
but I graduated in the top five percent of my class and was on the Dean’s List
every year for four years.”

Dr. Connor
smiled. He appreciated nothing more than an ambitious woman. The women he threw
a fuck into for release and conquest did not have that quality. The women who
drove him wild were those who had drive.

“That is
impressive. But you just graduated. You don’t have any work experience. It
would be best if you started your career at a small private practice for a bit.”

“I don’t want to
work at some boring office,” Vicky said and moved forward in her chair. “I want
to work here. I want to work in emergency medicine. I love the adrenaline rush
the ER offers. I need that rush to keep me satisfied.”

“A kindred
spirit?” Dr. Connor said and smiled. “I do know what you mean. And I appreciate
that, Vicky. However, if you worked under a doctor for at least a year--”

“You,” Vicky
said and bit her lip. “You are a doctor. Can’t I work under you?”

Innuendo aside,
there were still rules and protocol that Dr. Connor had to follow. But the
stiffening of his cock always took precedence over those trivial matters. He
stood from his chair and walked to his office door. He closed his door and
reached into his pants to adjust his hard-on as he thought of ways to
rationalize fucking his girlfriend’s best friend.

He walked to the
leather couch and Vicky turned and stared at him. Dr. Connor sat down on the
couch and patted the space beside him and smiled.

Vicky’s mind
spun as she tried to think of a way to reject his advance without him thinking
she was rejecting him. She didn’t want to say no to Dr. Connor, of course. She
wanted nothing more than to straddle his hard, muscular legs and bounce up and
down on top of his big, stiff cock. But she had to follow the plan. She wanted
Dr. Connor forever, not for one night. It seemed to work for Zoe. Vicky knew
she could make it work better.

“I’m fine here,”
Vicky said and smiled.

Dr. Connor
cocked his head as he stared at her and frowned.

“Yes,” he said and
chuckled, “probably for the best. Well, do you have any letters of
recommendation from any of your professors?”

Vicky reached
into her bag and pulled out a folder.

“Right here,” Vicky
said and placed the folder on his desk. “Everything you need is in that folder.”

Dr. Connor was
confused as he stood from the couch and walked toward his desk. He was sure
that Vicky came to see him for a fuck under the guise of needing employment
advice and he was more than willing to give it to her. He was concerned that his
preoccupation with Zoe was throwing his radar off. Or perhaps it was Zoe’s
fault for making him wait so long to fuck her. It distracted him.

“Okay, great,”
Dr. Connor said as he sat down behind his desk and ran his fingertips back and
forth over the manila folder. “I’ll have a look at it a little later and talk
to someone in H.R. tomorrow. How does that sound?”

“Sounds great,” Vicky
said and stood. “I won’t take up any more of your time. I really, really
appreciate this.”

Vicky turned and
Dr. Connor watched her plump ass swing side to side as she walked toward the
door. He ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head.

“You and your
boyfriend should come up to the brownstone for dinner when Zoe moves in. She
wants to throw a dinner party.”

Vicky stopped at
the door and gripped the doorknob tight.

“What?” she said
without turning to face him.

“Dinner,” Dr.
Connor said and bowed his head when he realized he told Vicky something that Zoe
should have told her.

“Sounds good.
Thanks,” Vicky said and walked out of Dr. Connor’s office.

Vicky walked
down the corridor toward the elevator and her heels snapped on the polished
tiled floor. She pressed her finger into the down button on the elevator panel
repeatedly as she shook her head. She threw herself inside the empty elevator
car and punched herself in the stomach as she cried.

“That fucking
cunt!” she said. “Fucking cunt!”

When Zoe got up
the courage to tell Vicky she was moving a few days after Dr. Connor actually
let the cat out of the bag, Zoe was relieved to hear that Vicky and Mike
Frederick discussed moving in together. And once again, Zoe was pleased to find
everything worked out perfectly. She had her perfect love and her perfect
relationship with her best friend.

And that night, Zoe
slept content as a person who has yet to realize everyone in her life is a
fraud does.

Moving day for Zoe
came a few days later. When all of her things were arranged in Dr. Connor’s
home, he led her outside the front door and scooped her into his arms and
carried her over the threshold.

Zoe felt a
thrill that she never felt before as Allen lowered her down his body and they
stared at one another in the foyer.

“We’ve waited a
really long time for this. Hell, I don’t think I’ve ever waited so long,” Dr.
Connor said as he stared into Zoe’s eyes.

He untied the
sash on her coat and spread the lapels apart and stared down the length of her
body. He smiled with the anticipation of an explorer ready to post his flag. He
pushed her against the wall and pressed his body against hers.

He dragged his
hands up her beautiful body and felt like a teenager who would cum in his pants
as his rock hard cock strained against his boxer briefs. He was shocked at the
anticipation and excitement he felt.

Pussy is pussy,
was always his motto, but somehow this time, with this girl, felt different to
Dr. Connor. He brushed his lips up the soft skin of Zoe’s neck and pressed them
against her jugular. The cadence of her pulse reverberated throughout his body
as if someone was banging on a snare drum next to him. The rhythm of his heart
matched hers and he inhaled her scent as she grinded her hips back and forth
against his. Zoe groaned as she dug her nails into Dr. Connor’s ass and pressed
his body into hers.

“It’s time,
Allen,” he heard a female voice say.

But it wasn’t Zoe’s
voice.

Dr. Connor didn’t
know where the voice came from, but he heard it as clear as if Zoe said the
words into his ear.

It’s time,
Allen
.

He grabbed Zoe
by her arm and spun her around. He pressed the front of her body into the wall
and rubbed his cock back and forth against her firm ass. Allen buried his face
into Zoe’s long, vanilla-scented hair. She smelled like a birthday cake and he
wanted to devour her.

As it turns out,
this is exactly what Dr. Connor did to Zoe Nicolas.

Allen fumbled
with his belt as he lowered his head and pushed against Zoe’s back. She did not
want the first time they made love to be a hurried experience in the hallway of
her new home, but she also felt the wetness between her legs and the ache in
her clit and she wanted that pain relieved. She rubbed her ass back and forth
against Allen’s hands as he undid his belt and pushed his pants and boxer
briefs to his thighs. Zoe reached behind her back and grabbed his thick, hard
cock with both of her hands. She pumped Dr. Connor’s cock back and forth and
felt the power she had over him as Allen shuddered with each stroke. He pressed
his full lips against her ear and breathed heavily as she jacked his cock.

“Fuck,” he said
into Zoe’s ear, “you’re going to make me cum.”

Dr. Connor
backed away from Zoe’s soft hands and knelt behind her. He unzipped her glossy
leather riding boots and lifted each of her pretty feet out of each boot. He
tossed her shoes aside and ran his hands up her legs and under her skirt. He
looked down at his cock sticking straight up from between his legs and bit his
bottom lip as he stared at the pre-cum that glossed the head of his rod. Dr.
Connor ran his fingernails up and down Zoe’s long, toned legs. He dragged his
hands up and dug his fingertips into her firm ass. He pushed his hands between
her legs and they slid on the wetness dripping from her pussy.

“You are so
fucking wet,” Dr. Connor said in a thick voice as he moved his fingers toward Zoe’s
pussy. “Is that for me, baby?”

Zoe looked over
her shoulder and stared down at Dr. Connor. Never had she seen such a handsome
man. Dr. Connor's eyes glistened like the folds between her pussy in the soft
light of the foyer. She licked her lips and smiled at him.

“Yes, it’s all
for you, baby,” she said as she jutted her ass out toward his face and rested
her forehead against the wall. “It is only for you.”

And he is all
mine, she thought as a shiver shot up her spine as Allen rose from his knees.