Chapter 16 - Dr Kens House Call - I

It was close to noon by the time he arrived at Susan’s house. He was sitting in his car outside Susan’s house trying to decipher whether to go knock on her door or not. He had with him a new anal cream that he had gotten from the hospital pharmacy along with some forms that Susan had not filled out in his office on Friday. He thought that perhaps both items would be a good pretense to convince her of his unannounced visit.

It had gotten colder and very windy when he finally got out of his car and walked slowly through the fallen leaves up the pathway towards the front door. The dwelling in which the sisters lived was also a beautiful grand Victorian structure. At one time it had been a huge one family house. At the present time, it was divided and renovated into three large separate apartments. Being a lover of Victorian architecture he thought it an ideal and enchanting place to live.

After ringing the doorbell Ken waited with anticipation before the door finally opened. Susan’s pink and dewy face showed surprise when she opened the portal and saw who it was. She looked striking! She was wearing a pair of black silk caprice slacks with a pink cashmere sweater that fell off an exposed smooth shoulder. Small black ballerina type slippers embellished her delicate feet. Her long hair fell down her back in a mass profusion of brown curls and was held back to one side with a pink hair comb. Soft wisps of dark brown hair framed her lovely face. The only jewelry she wore were a simple pair of gold hoop earrings and a gold bangle bracelet. She looked sexy and appealing without even trying. God, she look good enough to eat!

“What are you doing here? She asked flippantly as she pouted her brimming pink lips. She too had been thinking of him the entire weekend. She found herself playing with her throbbing vaginal lips during the night while she thought about him touching her everywhere! However, she wasn’t about to let him be aware of that. She was thoroughly annoyed with herself because no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t rid him from her mind the past two days. She went to retrieve a pink shawl off the hall coat rack that was near the door and wrapped it around herself.

Ken noticed her gesture and thought that possibly she had no intention of inviting him in. “Sr. Katherine called and informed me, Susan, that you were feeling continued discomfort from the rectal exam. I thought I would bring you another anal cream that might bring you some relief.” Before Susan was given an opportunity to answer him a shrill voice was heard from the front walkway.

“YOO-hoo, YOO-hoo, Susan, HELLO!” It was nosy Mrs. Hennesy from next door. A small rather plump middle aged woman walked quickly up the front walk to see who Susan was talking to. She noticed Ken’s doctors bag in his hand. “Oh, Susan you’re not sick are you?” She pretended to care.

“I…..” Susan began. This woman always made her feel distinctly uncomfortable with her meddling ways.

“No, she’s not sick,” Ken interrupted. “I just thought I drop some papers off for her to read for a new nursing course that the hospital is sponsoring.” Ken lied. He could tell immediately that this woman was a prying, pretentious pain in the ass.

Mrs. Hennesy immediately looked to see if he had a wedding band on his left hand. “Well, if I was sick I wouldn’t mind having a big handsome, hunk like YOU taking care of me!” Her eyes swept over him from head to toe as if he was some kind of a prize bull. She gave Susan a long face of disappointment. “Well, I can see that Susan is not going to introduce us! Shame on you Susan.” She declared obnoxiously, “I’m Mrs. Gertrude Hennesy, Susan’s and Shannon’s next door neighbor. I also teach with Shannon at St. Anthony’s Elementary School,” she said flirtatiously.

Being always the gentleman Ken replied politely. “How do you do? I’m Dr. Kenneth Cummings.” He stretched out his hand to shake hands with her.

She timidly shook hands with him. Her memory was suddenly jolted and quickly asked in a syrupy voice, “OH, your one of the doctors I heard about that practices at St. Anthony’s.” My she thought to herself, what an incredibly gorgeous looking man! She couldn’t take her eyes off his virile physique. Goose bumps swept up and down her back.

“I trust that everything you heard was favorable?” He asked in a lecherous voice.

She gave out a high-pitched laugh. “But of course doctor!”

Mrs. Hennesy persisted in her unnatural sounding speech. “What kind of doctor are you? I mean what is your specialty?” She was bound to pry what ever information she could out of him.

He began to smile wickedly. “I’m a proctologist.” He answered.

“Hmmm a proctologist.” A few moments lapsed. Suddenly a light went on in her head. Her eyes opened wide along with her big mouth. It finally dawned to her what being a proctologist necessitated and entailed. She was caught off guard. “OH! OH MY!” She exclaimed as she slightly rubbed her right hand against her coat.

He gave her a devilish grin while retrieving something from his doctor’s bag. He leaned over to hand it to her. “Here’s my card Mrs. Hennesy, if at any time you need my personal services.” He emphasized the term ‘personal’ in his husky voice.

Upon hearing what he had just said and seeing his fiendish grin, all the blood went to her face and stained it a bright red. “Yes, but of c.. c.. course! Thank you.” She stammered as she took the card with a trembling hand. She was greatly embarrassed.

“TRUDY, COME ON where going to be late!” Mr. Hennesy was standing by their car, with a frown on his face, trying to get his wife to hurry.

To cover her embarrassment she continued to ramble on. “Got to run. It was CERTAINLY nice meeting you Dr. Cummings!” She lifted her head towards Susan. “Susan dear, tell Shannon I’ll see her at work tomorrow.”

Susan was still smiling from Ken’s frivolity with Mrs. Hennesy. “I’ll tell Shannon when she gets home, Mrs. Hennesy.” Susan replied. She couldn’t wait for her to depart.

“TRUDY,” her husband yelled!

“Ta, Ta! Good bye DOCTOR!” She artificially batted her eyelashes at him and tried unsuccessfully to sound seductive.

They both watched her prance back down the front walkway. Susan waited for her to be out of earshot. “She is a meddlesome, overbearing woman and neighbor. Thanks to you, she’ll have it all up and down the street, not to mention at Shannon’s school, that a handsome young doctor came to our house.”

Ken began to give her a roguish dimpled grin, “OH, do you think I’m handsome Susan?” He asked in a low husky voice.

“That’s beside the point!” She replied annoyingly knowing that she had given her thoughts away. He began to laugh loudly and heartily which infuriated her even more. He’s such a conceited ass, she thought to herself; but he is such a nice-looking conceited ass.”

After a few moments of standing in the wind Ken began to shuffle his feet from side to side. He brought the wide collar of his Navy pea coat up tightly around his beefy neck feigning coldness. He playfully said, “Well, is my pretty patient going to invite her ‘handsome’ doctor into her house out of the bitter cold? Or is she going to be cruel and let him freeze to death right here on her front doorstep?” His strong square jaw went up into another dimpled grin. “I’m sure the inquisitive Mrs. Hennesy would get a hoot over that.”

“OH, honestly, come in before someone else sees you.” She said fretfully as she opened the door wider to let him.

Upon entering he uttered, “It feels good in here.” Ken took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack. He took the liberty of helping Susan off with her shawl. A quick downward glance enabled him to see a firm rounded backside molded by tight fitting pants. He liked what he saw and wanted very badly to cup both his hands on her round buttocks!

Susan noticed he was dressed in a nice tan color sport shirt and pants that filled his powerful build beautifully. The light brown shirt that he was wearing brought out the whiskey color in his eyes and his dark hair was all mussed from the wind that gave him an endearing boyish look. She detected that same woodsy fragrance mixed with the crisp outdoors. A fluttering sensation went through the pit of her stomach when his hefty body brushed against her bare shoulder.

“Mmmm, is that hot coffee I smell?” He asked, as he went up to the roaring fire to rub his hands. She liked watching him rake his fingers through his hair and wanted so much to do it herself. Susan pretended not to grasp his subtle hint about the coffee. He too pretended not to take notice of her impatience by looking all around the living room. The rooms were very similar to the rooms in his own Victorian house. High ceilings, shining hard wood floors with stain glass windows everywhere! In the corner was a black grand piano.

Taking note of her disagreeable facial expression he thought to keep up the idle chatter in hopes of helping her into a more favorable state of mind. “This is a beautifully furnished room.” He complemented in a low bass voice.

“I can’t take all the credit. Shannon did most of the decorating.” She said tensely.

“She certainly did an outstanding job! She’s not back yet from her weekend trip?” He wanted to make sure they were alone and if so, for how long?

“I don’t expect her back until 7:00 tonight,” she replied. She was beginning to feel uneasy and wanted to dispense with the idle chatter. “Why did you come here today Dr. Cummings?” She asked nervously.

He turned his huge build to stare at her. “I wanted to bring you this new anal cream and these forms for you to fill out concerning you and your family’s medical history along with previous medications you’ve taken.”

“It wasn’t necessary. You could have sent the medical forms to me by way of the mail. As far as that cream is concerned, you gave me enough cream on Friday to last me a very long time.”

“I thought bringing the papers now, would expedite the process and this ointment is new and won’t be issued to us until next month.”

“You could have showed the common courtesy of calling first before coming, Dr. Cummings?”

“Would that have made a difference, Susan?” He didn’t wait for her to answer. “I think not.” He walked up close to where she was standing and scrupulously looked down towards her very pretty face. “You think that perhaps you can start calling me by my first name, Susan?” Every time he said her name in that mellow, baritone voice her heart skipped a beat. “Dr. Cummings sounds so stuffy and old. I’m not over the hill yet.” He smiled hoping his illustrious charm would help make her more congenial. In a more earnest tone, “ Susan I meant it when I said that I not only want to be your doctor but your friend as well.” Susan just looked up at him carefully in silence.

At first his charm was ineffective. She disregarded what he just requested and ignored what he just stated and angrily replied by emphasizing her voice on the four syllables of his name. Lifting her dimpled chin obstinately to him she said. “You didn’t answer my question, Doc tor, Cum mings.” He particularly liked the way she said the third syllable. It brought to mind of what he was going to prompt her to do very soon.

“In addition to what I already said, I was worried about you and I felt and still feel sorry that I had to unavoidably hurt you on Friday.”

“Is that all?” She demanded.

It’s apparent that you’re having persistent distress back there and I thought it would be a good idea for me to come here and check you over.”

Her face began to heat up at the thought of his warm stimulating hands touching her bare flesh again! Susan quickly moved away and turned her back on him. She didn’t want him to see her blush. Her tight rounded bottom protruded out and slightly up underneath the tight form fitting silk slacks. Without realizing what she was doing, her hand went slowly to the back of her small derrière and lightly touched the silk material covering her crevice that lay between her buttocks. Ken’s eyes immediately glanced down and focused on her delicate hand touching herself. He began to get a swelling inside his pants. Now, more than ever he wanted very badly to check her over, inside and out.

“Susan are you hurting back there?” Suddenly he was more concern than before. “Do your buttocks still burn from the spanking I gave you?”

Realizing what she was doing she swiftly pulled her hand away from behind her. “NO, I’m not hurting back there!”

He spoke sternly yet tenderly at the same time. “Susan, let me be the judge of that, OK?” He came up close from behind her and gently placed both his powerful hands on either side of her small waist. He gently pulled her closer towards him. She could feel his groin press up against her small firm backside. Their bodies came together like two matching spoons. She felt something rock solid that was jutting out from behind his trousers pressing against and in between her rump. In a deep enticing voice he spoke. “Susan don’t tell me that you’re going to be bashful again. After everything that took place Friday on the exam table and in my exam room! I probed and prodded the inside of that adorable fanny of yours quite a bit. Surely you’re use to my hands penetrating and examining your bottom, by now!”

Damn him, why did he have to speak of all that! She began to feel a tingling sensation and a moist secretion coming out from between her legs.

He gently pulled and pressed her upper back along with her small shoulders towards his muscular chess and buried his face into her sweet smelling hair. He than lowered his virile mouth to the side of her face and softly whispered into her ear. “Where’s your bedroom, Susan? Be a good girl for me. I won’t hurt you. I’m just going to take a quick look at that delightful button hole you have back there. That’s all.” He lied. He also wanted to do an extensive vaginal exam on her as well.

She raised her eyes toward the ceiling opening and shutting them in anticipation. Her heart rate went up! She swallowed hard and then tried to catch her breath! All she did during the weekend was fantasize about being in his presence again. He had immobilized her mind to the point that she could not mull over anything or anyone but him. She felt weak and helpless with the thought of his gentle yet powerful hands on her naked body. It was just like it was in his office, Friday. Only this was different because they were totally alone without the worry of someone coming back. A deluge of illicit, carnal thoughts flooded her mind. She turned slowly around to look up into Ken’s beautiful brown eyes. He was very glad to see that her eyes were still vibrant green and had not changed color. To him it appeared that her eyes were beckoning him.

His instincts told him that all she needed was just a little more gentle coaxing. “Susan,” he said tenderly as he looked down into her alluring face. “There were a number of times that you were an obedient patient for me last week. You’re capable of being that way again for me, now.” He babbled gently. “Come on now, let’s go to your room where I can examine you in private.”

In a dazed voice she answered, “My bedroom is upstairs.” She made an upward gesture with her lucid green eyes.

“Fine, you lead the way.” A smile of conquest appeared on his wide sensuous mouth as he grabbed his doctor’s bag before they descended the stairs to her bedroom.