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SEX AND THE MIRROR By Enola

Being a surgeon wasn’t any easy for young woman. Rebecca had got used to her patients’ distrust and even more to their relatives’. Although she was 30, she looked a lot younger and people always mistook her for a trainee, or even worse, for a college student. This time too was like all the others. She had to operate on a man in his early sixties who suffered from an intestinal obstruction and risked death. His son, whose name was James, when she introduced herself as the surgeon who would perform the operation, lost his control. He raised his voice saying he would never allowed her to touch his father. His cousin did his best to try to calm him down, but he insisted on talking to the head physician.
“Mr Bradfield,” he began, “I comprehend your worry, but I assure you Dr Holmes is one of our best surgeons. Your father is in good hands.”
As he finished speaking, James gave a threatening look at Rebecca leaving her breathless for several seconds. Having finished the operation, she went and talked with her patient’s relatives. She said everything went fine and he would recover soon. James’ cousin thanked her warmly while James didn’t even say a word. The day after his cousin apologized to her for James’ behaviour saying that some years before he had lost her mother because of a cancer and the thought of losing his father too had scared the shit out of him.

Two days later Rebecca was having breakfast at the hospital bar. She was deeply immersed herself in reading a medical magazine when she perceived somebody coming closer behind her.
“May I sit down?” said kindly a male voice she didn’t recognised.
She was surprised to see her patient’s son standing before her with a mug of coffee in his hand. She didn’t speak and just gestured him to sit with a movement of her hand. She put down her magazine and looked at him straight in the eye impatient to listen to what he would say.
“I think I owe you an apology,” he said calmly rubbing his chin nervously without watching her steadily. “My dad’s everything to me. He’s not just my father, he’s my guide and my best mate. Dunno what I’d do if he had to…” He couldn’t finish the sentence.
“I wish I could say he won’t, but we all die sooner or later. Yet I can say with all certainty that he’ll get over completely.” As she finished speaking her bleeper rang. “Gotta go!”
She stood up and so did James. They said bye, then James called her,
“Dr Holmes?”
“Yes?” she turned,
“Thank you!”
“That’s my duty!” She smiled walking away.

They saw each other every day during the following week. Most of times they didn’t say anything and just exchanged greetings together with shy looks and smiles. One evening when Rebecca was going away she met James on the lift, but once again they didn’t speak to each other and exchanged a smile. As soon as she left the elevator someone behind her bumped against her back making her drop some folders she kept in her hand.
“What a cunt!” She whispered annoyed. She was ready to bend down and pick them up when she saw that James had been quicker. Having gathered the folders he offered to walk her till her car. They talked a little, then when they reached Rebecca’s car he handed the folders he still had in his hands to her.
“Thanks a lot…erm…”
“James. Call me James.”
“Fancy a lift home James?”
“Um, it’s very kind of you, but don’t bother. You must be exhausted.”
“It’s no bother. You do something for me, I do something for you!” She smiled. “Come on, get in.”
They both got into the car and fastened their safety belts.
“By the way,” she said. “Since we’re no more at hospital, call me Rebecca, or just Reb if you prefer.”

They arrived at James’ flat in Cardiff Bay about 20 minutes later. Rebecca stopped the car, so James thanked her and unfastened his safety belt.
“Would you like a coffee or something?…If you’re not too tired.”
“Um, why not?!”
Before entering his flat, James warned Rebecca about the mess. He explained that he spent most of time in London, so had to rush back to Wales when his dad had suddenly fallen sick. Now, since he spent almost all day at hospital, he still hadn’t had the time to call for the housekeeper.
“Hell! I didn’t remember it to be that untidy!” He exclaimed in disgust as they came in. “Now you’ll get a very bad impression of me!”
She laughed amused. “Don’t worry, that’s not so bad. You haven’t seen my place!”
He invited her to sit down whilst he made some coffee. Afterwards, they chatted mostly about his dad’s health. He said he had already talked to his manager about cancelling their forthcoming arrangements. He had planned to spend one month at least with his father after his discharge from hospital.

Rebecca was struck by James’ devotion to his father. She could notice a glint of enthusiasm and pride in his eyes as he talked about him. James said that was the most natural thing to him since his father was the better person he had ever known. He owed everything to his father and to his mother too: his loyalty, his devotion to his job, his respect for people…He giggled as he spoke those last few words. That reminded him he hadn’t showed much respect for her capacities. Her girlish look had misled him. She said that was something that happened every day. As a woman she was flattered at being considered even ten years younger, but as a surgeon, her appearance lessened her credibility.
“Now I know you’re an excellent doctor!” He said softly getting closer to her. He kissed her leaning his hand over her cheek gently. At first she returned him the kiss, then she pulled back.
“James…” she spoke nervously,
“Don’t say anything. I shouldn’t have done it,” said James quietly.
“It’d be too complicated. I’m your dad’s doctor and…”
“You doctors have a rigid code of behaviour towards your patients and their relatives, I know.”
“I’d better go now. I need to get some sleep.”
“Okay. And I’d better call for the housekeeper to come tomorrow!”

That night, in spite of being weary, Rebecca couldn’t sleep much. She still had the taste of him in her mouth.

Rebecca was washing her hands before performing an operation. In front of her there was Josh, one of the anaesthetists and her best friend. He was telling her about his latest conquest, a painter of nudes who had asked him to pose for her. He splashed some water on her face when he realized she was ‘somewhere else’.
“Josh! Fuck off!” she snarled.
“I’m talking to you and you don’t even listen to me!” Snarled him back.
“I’m sorry! What were you saying?”
“Ah, forget it!” He said staring at her with a cheeky grin in his face.
“What’s up?”
“You tell me! The big rockstar has affected you, hasn’t he?” He grinned even wider.
“Is that so evident?”
“Nah, don’t worry. I’ve noticed that ‘cos I know you too well. There’s something I don’t understand about women. The more men treat you badly, the more you fancy them!” He shook his head perplexed,
“He was extremely kind the other day when I drove him home.” She let it slip without realizing it.
“WHAT? You drove him home?” said astonished Josh aloud. “We’re making progress!” He added sniggering. “You haven’t anything more to say?”
“No!” she hastened to reply. “We just talked.”
“Yes, I believe you!” he said with heavy irony.
“We kissed. But it was just an innocent little kiss!”
“Innocent kiss?” He chuckled, “A kiss is never innocent! Reb, listen to your old friend now,” he said going closer and looking at her straight in the eye, “for once in your life, forget you’re a doctor. Forget you’re his father’s doctor and follow your instinct. You’ll feel a lot better later!”
They finished washing their hands and before entering the operating theatre Josh whispered in Rebecca’s ear,
“I’ve seen they way he watches you,”
“Yes?”
“Yes dear! He watches you like one who’s dying to rip off your clothes!”
“To hell with you, Josh! You shouldn’t have told me this before an operation!”

James had just got back home from hospital. After taking a shower he sat on the sofa with a drink by him. He was watching the news and talking on phone with Martin, his manager, who wanted to know about James’ father’s health, when the bell rang. He told to Martin he had to answer the door so they said bye.
“Rebecca?” his voice and the expression in his face were full of surprise.
“Hope not to bother,” she smiled shyly.
“Not at all!” He smiled widely opening the door completely to let her step in. “Is there any problem with dad?” He asked concerned,
“Um, no. He’s fine. I just wanted to see you.”
“That’s strange,” he giggled, “we last saw just a couple of hours ago!” His wonderful brown eyes was watching her steadily and she felt a strong need to kiss him roughly and touch his body.
“Let’s only say then that…I want you!” She whispered,
“That sounds a lot better to me!” Said James softly before he kissed her probing her mouth with his skilful tongue.
“Hang on a sec,” she panted breaking the kiss, “may I use your bathroom?”
“Of course!”

He showed her the way, so she entered leaving the door half-open. There was a huge mirror above the basin. She looked at herself in the mirror while she undid a couple of her blouse buttons and refreshed her face and neck with cold water. A minute later she could see in the mirror James entering and coming closer. He fastened his strong arms round her waist and kissed her under the ear.
“Oh Reb, I couldn’t wait any longer,” he breathed.
He undid the other buttons of her blouse and took it off whilst he kept on kissing her on the neck and the shoulder.
“Reb, I want you right here. I want you to see me fucking you in the mirror!”
“Take your clothes off,” she panted. “I want to feel your naked body against mine!”
He got undress quickly whilst she looked at him in the mirror. He also removed her bra and held her again pushing his body against hers. He took her earlobe in his lips and started sucking it whilst his hands cupped her breasts. She felt his erection over her bum,
“James please…” she urged him.
He raised her skirt and torn her thong off throwing it on the floor, so he ordered her to bend forward a little and open her legs. She obeyed straight away, so he entered and filled her completely in a while making her shiver and moan with delight. He began thrusting his big cock deeper and deeper inside her,
“Harder James!” she screamed out,
“Harder what?” he grunted in her ear,
“Harder, fuck me harder!”
“Yes, baby. I’m going to fuck you harder.”
He moved his hips as quicker as he could making her scream his name louder and louder.
“You like it this way, don’t you?”
“YES…YES…Come in me James, pleeeease!”
He gave some final deep thrusts until they both eventually came groaning and screaming.

Rebecca turned and hugged him resting her head over his chest. She closed her eyes and got her breath back whilst James was stroking and kissing her hair. Some minutes later she looked for his mouth and the kissed for several minutes sucking each other’s lips.
“Mmm, you’ve got such great mouth and tongue,” said James. “I wouldn’t mind feeling them both somewhere else,”
“I bet I do know where!” She sighed grasping his cock in her hand,
“Yes!” panted James in her ear, “just there!”
She planted a final kiss on his lips and went down on her knees. She ran her tongue along his cock from its basis till its tip whilst James kept stroking her hair gently with both his hands.
“Take me in your mouth and suck me now!”
She raised her eyes watched him and couldn’t help smiling widely. She opened her mouth as much as possible and let him slip into it. She looked at herself in the mirror as she started sucking him and she enjoyed the show. James’ body was still and tensed. He arched his back and threw his head back letting out short gasps of pleasure.
“You’re making me feel so good honey!”

When he felt an orgasm approaching he pulled back leaving Rebecca concerned,
“I couldn’t come in your mouth.” He explained helping her to rise. He took her in his arms again and they kissed as they did before. Then James broke the kiss and stared at her with his famous mischievous grin and his eyes full of lust,
“What’s that grin now?”
“Grin? What grin?” he said playfully. “I only feel like sucking you a bit too!”
“Oh my!” She sighed whilst he already was knelt down. He grasped her hips firmly and buried his face in her wet pussy.
“You’re so tasty,” he whispered licking her.
“Make me come!”
“Erm, dunno if I will!” he laughed jokingly,
“Pleeease!” she pants as James flicked his tongue inside her.
“Ok, if you insist!”

“You aren’t too tired, are you?” asked James some minutes later while they were cuddling and kissing,
“Why are you asking?”
“Nothing…my cock feels like shagging you again!”
“In this case, I’m not tired at all!”
“I hoped you said this!” He grinned pushing her against the wall just opposite the mirror. “Don’t forget to look in the mirror!”
“I won’t. It’s so fucking exciting watching you screwing me as nobody has ever done before today.”
“I’m flattered! Somebody once said ‘you do something for me, I do something for you’!”

So they shagged once more. When they had finished Rebecca said she need to get some sleep. James planted one more kiss on her lips and led her into his room. As James went and fetched something to drink she took her mobile and texted her friend Josh. ‘You were right. Now I feel a lot better!’

THE END.

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