His sky bluepolo was tucked tightly into his navy slacks and an argyle ankle restedupon his opposite knee as he casually rubbed it with one hand. He ...wasthe absolute picture of efficiency and prestige.How disgusting. I knew right then that this man would be my nexttarget.* * *The man handed me his business card, which read "Edward S. Handel,Orange County Auto Mall," and shook my hand, telling me to ask for himby name when I returned the following day to pick up the Accord I'd justsigned off. Somehow it reminded him of somewhere he had been before. He lookedaround. He was.... it was very strange. He felt the sensation of beingan sea. A low 'thrum'. But there was not the rolling motion, more avibrating in the air. It couldn't be. Was he in space? And he wasn'talone. Coral was there. Standing naked and glorious. She beckoned tohim from the corner of the sterile, metallic room. The floor was hardand metal, the bed looked incredibly inviting. He ... floated over. Andlay. E. he was going to stick a probe inside of me) I could only think of what he would really like to stick in me. Little did I know... It was time to "get down to business". The nurse had neglected to give me a sheet to put over my legs, so Dr. Asshole got one for me. He then pulled out and set up the stirrups, in which I was to rest my feet. The exam table had "handles" to hold. I guessed it was made for people who didn't like exams, perhaps. With my bottom hanging so far off, leaving me feeling. My body now naked, I push you back against the wall, pulling your legs back up, fitting snugly around me. The position of our bodies allows me to slowly slide the length of your folds, the top of its shaft being covered by the slick warmth of your wanting core. My lips return to yours, converting our kiss into something with a much deeper intent, and containing a depth of passion only felt by the most intimate of moments. Separating our kiss for a moment, looking into the light brown depths.