was and went on to make her moan out loud. He licked, sucked and nibbled where and when he could until his face was wet with her juices. Peter felt a sharp pain run up his spine from Christine’s whip and he knew what it meant, he had to change position. He pulled back from her and waited for his next instruction. Christine walked a few paces from him and got on all fours; she then looked into his direction and called out to him. “Do me” Peter did not need to be shot twice, he made his way to her and positioned himself well behind her on his knees. This all happened after he stripped his clothes off his body in a blink of an eye. He then thrust himself deep into her and without warning started moving in her at a supersonic speed. He went on to maintain the speed with Christine moaning louder and louder with every thrust. They both lost themselves in the moment and with each knowing the other very well, they gave enough time to each other and climaxed at the same time. Peter collapsed at her side and took in a deep breath after the heated steamy session they had just had. “That was amazing,” he said and let out a smile. “What is wrong?” “What do you mean?” “You heard me,” Christine answered as she sat up on the floor and faced him. “What is going on with you? I know there is something on your mind.” “How do you know that?” “I could tell from the way you just banged me like it was an audition,” she answered. “Don’t forget I know you better than you know yourself.” “I have just been informed about the death of one of my patients” “Was she close to you?” “Yes, she was my patient for about six years.” “Were you screwing her too?” Peter went silent for a minute before looking up at Christine and wondering how to answer her question. “You were screwing her,” she said. “Peter…” “I am sorry.” “Come on, you know exactly what I am mad at,” she said. “We had an agreement.” “I know we did.” “So why didn’t you tell me about her?” “Because you would have told me to stop seeing her.” “No I wouldn’t,” Christine protested but somehow knew she was not really telling the truth. “Yes you would, you have made me break up with other women in the past even after I told you there was nothing really serious going on.” “You know I do not like to share,” she answered. “And I hope this does not come off as bitchy but she is now dead, there is not much competition there.” From the look that Peter had on his face after that comment was made, Christine could tell that he was hurt. She moved closer to him and pulled him into a tight embrace. “I am sorry for your loss.” “Thank you.” They stayed in a tight embrace for a minute longer before Peter threw a glance at his wristwatch and realized he was going to be late for his next appointment. “I have to get back to work.” “Okay, dear,” she answered and watched as he started dressing up. “You have been quite busy of late.” “Are you jealous?” “Slightly.” Christine shrugged and let her nude body spread on the floor. She looked up at Peter and smiled widely. “I just think you should remember who built you, who made a name for you.” Peter had pulled up his pants and walked over bare-chested to where she was. He loved how beautiful she looked at her age. Christine had made a lot of plastic surgeons rich. “I can never forget how much you helped me,” he said. “I owe you a lot.” “Yes, you do.” They shared a passionate kiss before Peter returned to dressing and threw on his shirt. He picked up her panties that he had initially wore around his neck and held them up for her to see. “Can I keep these?” “You know my rule about taking souvenirs with you.” “I know that,” Peter complained. “Come on, Christine, I have known you for quite some time. Now you know you can trust me.” “Nice try,” she chuckled.