Page 27 of Doctor Dilemma

“How does it feel?” he asked.

Any words I could say couldn’t begin to answer the question. “Unbelievable,” I said. “Indescribable. Amazing.” And then I started to blush, embarrassed at my inability to properly describe the state he was putting me in.

He smiled back at me. It was a beautiful smile and not something I expected to see as he was plowing into me. I always thought sex was supposed to be very serious and stern, but he was having fun, and so was I. So much fun, in fact, that I hadn’t noticed how intense the feeling had become and how quickly the orgasm was approaching.

Leo noticed, though, and he quickened his rhythm, pressing harder and deeper into me, sending me over the edge as I gripped onto his back as hard as I could and let out a scream of pure ecstasy as the moment froze in time. It lasted forever and still ended far too quickly. Just as the release began to fade away, I felt him come inside of me, which sent a sweet coda of pleasure through my system.

I fell against the pillow and closed my eyes, unable to wipe the smile from my face. For his part, he wrapped himself around me as the big spoon and covered us both with the blanket. I’d never been more comfortable in my life. This feeling set a new standard for the best I could possibly feel, and I didn’t know how I’d continue on the next day with my usual self, knowing that this was what I was capable of experiencing.

Had I really been denying myself this all of these years?

As Leo kissed my cheek, I realized I hadn’t been. Nobody less than Leo could have done that to me. I’d promised to wait for the right man, who would treat me the way I deserved to be treated, and I was rewarded for it. I tried to emotionally photograph the moment in my mind and store it for safekeeping. Any time I was ever sad again, I could pull that psychic polaroid out and relive what I was experiencing right now.

Of course, that wasn’t possible. Memories like this were only fantasies that had actually happened. Looking back on it, everything would be as ephemeral as if I had just made it up.

So I had to do the best I could to make the most of it while it was still happening in the present.

I lay down against his body, with the biggest smile on my face, enjoying his warmth as long as I could. And I quickly fell fast asleep.

* * *

When I woke up, it could have been two days later, or it could have only been five minutes. However long it was, it was enough for me to feel refreshed and absolutely famished.

“Hey, didn’t we order food?” I asked.

“Sounds like something we’d do,” he said, dreamily, as if he hadn’t quite woken up yet.

The comfort of Leo’s arms was almost enough to counteract the stiff mattress. As it stood, I was feeling a bit fidgety, and if I stayed in that position much longer, my back would be sore tomorrow.

Leo let out a groan as I slithered my way out of his arms, hopped out of the bed, and put my pants and shirt back on.

“Come on,” I said. “Food!”

It had gotten cold since whenever it had arrived, but it wasn’t anything a quick 30 seconds in the microwave couldn’t fix. We ended up eating in bed and it just felt… nice. I knew it was the fairy tale romance in my head, but I wondered if this could be the one. I’d waited so long that I’d just given up on meeting a decent man. And now, maybe by pure happenstance, I’d found him.

Maybe.

Of course, now there was a way to know for sure. I waited until I was almost done with my food to bring it up, though.

“Hey Leo,” I said, taking a bite of an egg roll, “what’s your favorite day of the week?”

He laughed. “That’s random.”

“I know,” I said. “Just answer it.”

“Sunday,” he said. “Friday, I usually need to work a half day, and I put chores on Saturday so I can have Sunday to do whatever I want.”

I made a mental note of that. “And how do you take your coffee?”

The look on his face was slightly off, but he answered it. “One cream, no sugar.”

“How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?”

“Why are you asking these questions?”

“I’ll tell you later,” I said. “It’s for work.”

“Okay,” he said. “About forty-five minutes.”

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