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Chapter 2: Dr. Dick-Ins

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DAMIEN'S POV

Alexa and Mia took turns riding my hard cock until I was about to come, I abruptly stood up then ordered Alexa and Mia kneel in front of me, I cum on their faces.

I smiled at both of them as I watched them lick the cum on each other's faces. I knew that Alexa and Mia were more than satisfied. Mission accomplished. As for me, I somehow felt hollow inside.

"So how's the experience?" I asked while I handed them a box of tissues.

"It's a very satisfying experience," Alexa answered boldly.

"Well that's good to hear... but what I'm asking is how you feel about inviting a third party in your bedroom. Do you come up with a decision now? "

"Ohhh about that, I guess we're in on that right honey?" Alexa shoots a smile on Mia.

"Hell yeah! Though I'm afraid you set high standards, doctor. Are you sure we can't do this again?" Mia asked shyly.

"Yeah doctor, we are willing to pay twice or even thrice. We will be your regular client." Alexa added.

"Sorry ladies but just like what I said before we start... It's a one time thing." I coldly answered, all the warmth seems evaporated. "Even though I'm not around anymore, Just remember that if you both set up to work make sure you always have unanimous decisions. You are equal partners, you can't be forced to do what others don't want okay?"

"Yes doctor." they both answered.

"Okay fix yourself now, it's already late. I trust you can help yourselves out, I won't be able to walk you on the door" I dismissed them. Then I started to pick my discarded clothes on the floor.

Alex and Mia reluctantly dragged themselves out of the clinic and went home, I know that they are disappointed that they won't experience it again. They had just the most satisfying sex of their lives.

I can't help but plastered a satisfying smile into my seductive lips and also a sigh of relief. I knew that another client was satisfied with my service. Why not? After all I've been in this venture for two years now.

Call me arrogant... maybe over arrogant. No one was able to resist my charm... the great, Damien Dominic Dickins, Dr. Dick-Ins for my after-hours clients. I'm rich and have a reputation of being a playboy, which I lived for. I have the facade of male gynecologist during the day but an experienced dom and sex coach after dusk of Tuesday and Friday.

I'm confident with my appearance. Thanks to regular workout, I had chiseled features highlighted by a strong jawline, sharp cheekbones, and my piercing blue eyes that others say to seem to see right through to anyone I look. I was usually described by girls in college as a god who descended to earth, well I am tall, dark, and handsome standing at 6'3" with a toned, athletic build of chiseled abs, broad chest and shoulders and perfectly shaped v-line. I had raven-black hair that is stylishly messy, framing my chiseled face.

I always wear that mysterious charismatic bad boy aura. I walk in a confident stride like I own the room with each step. Girls often described my voice as seductive, deep, manly, and sexy. My voice especially during sexual encounters makes the girls I bedded hornier. I rarely smile but when I do, my sultry charming smile is disarming and seductive.

I considered my insatiable sexual desires and lust as unnatural. I'm a master in my craft. Being a secret dom, I faced difficulty surrendering control. I often tried to hide my inner Dom when I was with my client, fearing that I might lose control and scared them away. One-night stand became my usual venture whether it was for my "hands-on" service to clinic's clients or casual hook-ups from different girls outside the four corners of the clinic. I never bedded the same girl more than once. I lost interest after hooking up with the girl once. I feel it becomes less pleasurable for me though it's not the same way for the girl, as they became addicted to my touch, but I didn't care about it. I feel like I'm losing interest in the dish I tasted then I go looking and tasting for another one, a NEW one.

I saw Alexa and Mia exit the door guiding each other as their legs are probably still wobbly after my monster cock wrecked their delicate pussy. After seeing my satisfied client vanish from view, I walked out of the examination room and started to head to my private office which is located just in front of the examination room. I didn't bother to wear my clothes and shamelessly walked through the corridor fully naked as I was sure that I'm the only one in the clinic.

I blink in confusion as I saw dim light still on from the office next door. It was the office of my best friend, Adrian. I thought that Adrian forgot to turn it off so instead of walking to my office, I entered without knocking what I assumed was now an empty office. When I entered, I was greeted by lavender and sandalwood scent inside the office probably coming from fumes in a diffuser. Adrian often used an essential oil diffuser to relax.

It was then I realized that I wasn't fully alone, I saw someone sitting in a swivel chair. It was my best friend. He is leaning to his swivel chair with eyes closed while he is massaging his temples. He wasn't aware of my presence as his ears are stuffed with ear buds. He is humming probably the song he was listening to his ear buds. I was unfazed even knowing that I wasn't alone, I approached the table still fully naked. I knocked on the table thrice.

Adrian seemed to feel the vibration of my knock from the table, it was only then he opened his eyes. I didn't blame him on what he saw upon opening his eyes and left him shocked. I was standing fully naked in front of his table with my still sweaty body and half-erect cock on display and some traced of cum still on the shaft.

"What the fuck, Damien?! Why are you roaming around like that?". He asked with irritation evident in his voice.

"Well I thought I was alone so I didn't bother to wear my clothes and I'm headed to shower anyway when I notice the light is still on." I just shrugged.

"Still, you shouldn't roam around like that." he answered back.

I grinned and casually said "What? It's not like this is the first time you see me fully naked".

I'm telling the truth, it wasn't the first time he saw me fully naked... actually we already saw each other fully naked. During our college, there are times that we share girls for a threesome.

"That's not the point." Adrian glared at me. " You're a professional now. You should protect the dignity of the profession. It is already wrong to sleep with your client. What if someone from utility or any other passerby saw you like that? How are you gonna handle it?"

"Oh that's easy, I'll pay them so they forget what they see. If it happens to be a girl, hmmm... maybe I can seduce her and give her the full experience. I'll stuff my dick into their mouth to keep their mouth shut."

"You're really shameless, you know that?" I saw Adrian close his eyes once again. I knew I was getting on his nerves.

Typical Adrian. Very Easy to trigger. And I, his best friend and acting like an older brother enjoyed teasing him.

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