On A Hot Summer Night

One Sultry Summer Night A Doctor Walks Into A Bar….


Little does he know things are about to get a whole lot hotter.

Richard Mason is alone and bored out of his mind in the middle of a summer’s night. With no air conditioning to cool him and nothing to entertain him he decides to head down to Tony’s Bar to drink away his apathy.

In the corner booth a redheaded vixen has other plans for The Doc as she sets her sights on him for a lustful one night stand for which she has waited a very long time.

After a wild night of drug aided sex in a run down hotel room, Mason wakes in the morning alone realizing he doesn’t even know his “Rose’s” real name and wondering if this is the end of a very sultry night or just the beginning of things to come.

This erotic short story is available in e-book and audio only.
The Doc series is only mildly related to the Sister Christian series utilizing only the main character of Richard Mason. The Doc series is intended for an adult audience only.

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She motioned toward the empty side of the booth with a gentle sweep of a delicate alabaster hand, “Would you like to sit down?”

“Love to,” Mason put his half-empty glass down on the table as he settled in across from her. “By the way, I like your shoes.”

Across from him, she slid one shapely leg out of the booth the hem of her summer dress fell all the back to her thigh as she held it high off the ground to turn her slender ankle before him showing him the emerald stilettos on her small feet, “I picked them up for a song,” she cooed. “You can have me for less,” she invited quietly as she let her eyes fall from his gaze to his hands. Reaching over the table between them she let her fingertips glide across them as she wondered what they would feel like on her bare skin, “You have very nice hands. Such long graceful fingers.”

Mason looked down at them, turned them over to see the other side then replied, “They work, so I guess they’re all right.”  He leaned across the table. “I’m a man so that means I’m pig-headed so, let me ask you something straight out; Are you trying to pick me up?”

“Is it working?”

“Yes.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

His heart skipped a beat as he swallowed hard and felt something begin to stiffen under the table. He hadn’t sex with anything other than his right hand in months and she looked like a tasty proposition. A much better proposition than the hand around his glass anyway.  She didn’t look crazy but the crazy ones had a way of sucking you in and not letting you know they were bonkers until it was far too late. She didn’t look diseased. She wasn’t dressed like a hooker.  She just sat there staring at him with those nearly colorless hungry eyes.  “My name’s May—”

“I don’t care.” She interrupted.

OK, that response helped put her in Crazy Woman Department but it didn’t secure her there, “I’m a dah—”

“I don’t care.” She said again. “Doctor, lawyer, mechanic, plumber, newspaper boy…doesn’t matter.”

“Not very discriminating, are you?” Mason finished the last of the scotch in his glass. His eyes were drawn to the mounds of milky flesh bubbling out from under the simple white dress. It was as though those perky breasts were standing straight out to greet him and invite him to come in for a long suckle.

“As a matter of fact, I am.” She polished off the last of the martini then seductively sucked the olives from the toothpick she had been using to stir the drink earlier. “Ummm….tasty.” She whispered. Wetting her lips with her tongue, “Salty,” With a devilish grin that lit up her already glowing eyes, under the table, her foot slid up the length of his calf.

on a hot summer night by lisa beth darling

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