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Authors: Jan Springer

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Let's Get Physical

Let’s Get Physical

Jan Springer

When the local swingers’ club throws a Medical Fetish Night Before Xmas party for charity, Roxie learns that scrumptious blue-collar worker Evan Johnston will be playing doctor…

And he’s offering one lucky lady an erotic sexual exam—along with a sizzling ménage e trois.

Roxie is desperate to be his patient. There’s no better way to intimately know the guy who’s stolen her heart than by hopping on the gyno table for the hottest physical of her life.

An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

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Let’s Get Physical

ISBN 9781419931451

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Let’s Get Physical Copyright © 2010 Jan Springer Edited by Jaynie Ritchie

Cover art by Darrell King

Electronic book publication December 2010

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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

LET’S GET PHYSICAL

Jan Springer

Dedication

Let’s Get Physical
is dedicated to all of us ladies who endure those dreadful physical examinations. Hope this story helps!

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction: GM: General Motors Corporation

Styrofoam: Dow Chemical Company

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Chapter One

Roxie’s breath slammed up in her lungs and every nerve ending in her body hummed to life as she watched Evan Johnston coming toward her. He was naked.

Totally, utterly naked, except for the cute red and white Santa Claus hat he wore and the doctor’s stethoscope hanging around his neck. He grinned with wicked intent and happiness bubbled inside her. How had she managed to grab the sexiest guy in the RV

factory where they both worked? Gosh, this had to be some hot naughty dream. Evan wouldn’t want a plain girl like her, would he?

Why not?
an inner voice cheered.
You may not be a beauty queen but you aren’t a total
ugly duckling either.

His body looked tense as he studied her, his erection hard and thick and very long.

The bunched muscles in his wide chest and right arm jerked wonderfully as he stroked his engorged shaft. He touched himself with steady strokes as he studied her with the darkest, brownest eyes she’d ever seen.

“I’ve waited a long time for this, Roxie,” he whispered as he lowered himself onto the bed beside her. His body heat splashed around her in hot waves and his musky scent destroyed her senses.

The mattress moved beneath Roxie as Evan stretched out and then turned to face her, his hand stroking and touching. He was doing to his cock what she wanted to do him. But she couldn’t touch him because her wrists were bound, her arms stretched out over her head, tied to the headboard with red silk stockings. Her legs were spread, her ankles bound.

She loved this helpless feeling. Loved the wicked way he looked at her. Knew she was totally at his mercy.

“I’ve wanted you too. So badly,” she breathed harshly.

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“So why didn’t you ever tell me, sweetness? Couldn’t you tell how badly I wanted to be with you?” He looked down and she followed his gaze to where he continued touching himself.

Have mercy, but he just kept growing, didn’t he? A web of pulsing veins laced his red flushed shaft and his plum-shaped cock head was turning an angry, demanding shade of purple. His sac was so swollen she wouldn’t be surprised if he ached like crazy. Her pussy clenched on empty air as she willed him to enter her.

“I know you want me to make love to you. To take you fast and ride you hard. To give you what we’ve both denied ourselves for so long. But first, a kiss.”

He leaned over her, his free hand, large and calloused from his job as a maintenance man, splayed out on her lower abdomen like a fire brand, his head lowered and his warm mouth covered hers. His lips stroked hers, his tongue slid into her with one demanding push that had her whimpering at his forcefulness. She was helpless beneath an onslaught of emotions and sensations as his tongue stroked into her like a cock.

The hand on her belly moved down to between her open thighs. She moaned into his mouth as a finger pressed between her lips and entered her wet pussy.

“You’re a flood down here, sweetness,” he groaned, his voice low and husky.

Roxie felt Evan’s finger withdraw and, using her sticky wetness, he circled her clit, slowly, torturously. Tension raged through her. He slipped his finger into her again, collecting more juices then massaging her sensitive clit, to and fro, until she ached for him. Her hips instinctively arched, exposing her pussy. She wanted him, needed him.

She wanted to tighten her thighs, but the binds prevented it. She wanted to grab his cock and bring him into her, but she couldn’t. Frustration mingled with arousal and she moaned louder, the desperation pulsing through her now as her desires quickly reached toward the out-of-control boundary. The boundary she rarely crossed unless she knew someone. Trusted someone. Could she do it for Evan, a virtual stranger?

“Come for me, sweetness,” he purred against her mouth as he broke the kiss. His breaths were hot against her face. Her body ached for him. Craved him. Her blood 7

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rushed through her veins like white-hot lightning and her vagina gripped his finger as he came in for more lube.

He put more pressure on her clit as he swept over it with quickening speed. Her breaths were ragged and irregular. She licked his lower lip as he kissed the edge of her mouth. So sweetly. She trembled against him. Loved the featherlight kisses. Enjoyed the thrust of his finger as he slid over her clit and pistoned into her vagina.

“I’m getting really hard for you, Roxie. Really hard. But first I want you to come for me. Come for me.” His voice sounded tortured.

Her heart thundered in her chest. Perspiration blossomed over her forehead. She fought the binds. Wanted to touch him. Wanted to control his cock. To bring him into her. But she was helpless.

“Evan? Please? Cut me loose,” she whispered. Desperation slashed through her.

She wanted him to untie her. She wanted to take control. She was so hot. Her body on fire now as two fingers plunged into her vagina. Then three.

She could hear the suctioning sound as her wetness welcomed him in with every thrust. Could feel her body bucking, tightening. Tensing.

And then she was exploding. Crying out as he withdrew his fingers and came over her. His thick, hard cock impaling her in one brutally beautiful thrust that had her gasping. His mouth covered hers again, his lips desperately sliding over hers and he was thrusting in and out and she accepted the blistering waves as he rode her hard. So damn hard. Yes! Oh God yes…

“Roxie! Come on! The Medical Fetish bidding is going to start any minute and we’ve got to get you ready for your intimate physical!” Thirty-year-old Roxie Whitney’s friend, Gina, shouted above the pounding Christmas rock music as she rushed off the dance floor. Actually Gina was the one who was late, for Pete’s sakes. Roxie had been waiting, her insides a ball of nervous excitement, as she stood like a Christmas wallflower at the edge of the dance floor. She’d been watching Gina writhe like a wild 8

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woman amidst the crush of bodies in her crisp black, tight gothic nurse’s uniform with thigh high, black fish net stockings and five-inch heels. Her nervousness was why she’d turned to her fantasies. Of Evan.

Gosh, she’d gotten so into that fantasy she was literally drenched between her thighs and feeling a wee bit flushed.

Oh why couldn’t she be more like Gina? She would have had Evan in her bed before now.

Her roommate, coworker at the plant and good friend Gina.

Pretty. Popular. Adventurous. Not afraid to dance. But Roxie was the total opposite.

That’s what had attracted her to Gina in the first place. The woman was unafraid of anything.

Before Roxie could set her friend straight on who was waiting for whom, Gina grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into the throng of swingers and then through a door, up the narrow staircase overflowing with poinsettias and garland to the second floor where the change rooms were located.

“You are going to love what I picked up for you.” Gina grinned, her dark brown Italian eyes glittering with mischief as she unlocked her locker with her key.

A huge shot of nervousness grabbed hold of Roxie and suddenly what had seemed like an exciting idea in allowing Gina to dress her for the Medical Night Before Xmas swinger’s party didn’t seem like such a good idea anymore. Suddenly it seemed rather scary to put her trust into such a bold and daring woman like Gina.

“This is what I got for you, hon. You are going to stand out from everybody else, catch Evan’s eye and he is going to be panting all over you and wanting to get into your pants when he sees you in it.”

Yes, another reason she liked Gina. She got straight to the point.

From the locker Gina withdrew a blood red latex jumpsuit with black buckle belt and sexy four-inch heeled sandals. Roxie’s mouth dropped open in shock. First of all it 9

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was medical fetish night not latex rubber night and second of all, would this outfit even fit her? It looked as if it had been made for someone…skinny, and thin she was not.

“I knew you’d like it.” Gina winked and held the garment up against Roxie. “Here, hold it. You are going to look so hot; Evan is going to self-combust. Here’s a sexy Santa Claus hat to go with it and cute little mistletoe earrings.” Gina plopped the green jewelry that truly did look like little balls of mistletoe dangled from small gold hoops, a felt red hat with a bunch of white fluff around the trim and a huge white pom pom on the top of the hat onto a nearby bench.

“Meet me downstairs when you’re ready.”

Before Roxie could ask Gina to hang around, mainly because she was a shy chickenshit to be seen in this outfit, Gina had fled the change room as if her ass itself were on fire.

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