The voice had sounded a bit familiar, but I had seen thousands of patients since returning to Chicago. It was more likely that this woman was just someone I had seen once before, and not the girl she was reminding me of.

Even since that night all those years ago, I had never gotten her out of my head. No matter what other relationship I tried to have since, all that I ever seemed to think on was her wrapped around me.

It had been only one night, and a brief encounter at that. Something about that girl had awoken in me a desire to take her again.

It wasn’t until I moved back the hospital gown to expose her breast that I was sure it was her. I had licked those perky nipples a million times in my dreams over the years. I was positive now, that I had just dipped my hand into the girl I had always hoped would come back my way.

I wanted to say something, ask her if she remembered me. Hell, if I was being honest I wanted to plunge my hard dick into her right in that moment. The shuffle in the corner from Helen, the nurse present, told me that it wasn’t a good idea.

Before it had all made sense for a nurse to always be presents during my exams. It saved a whole lot of male doctors in this profession from being slapped with malpractice and sexual harassment lawsuits.

Now all I really wanted was to push Helen out the door and lock it so that I could fuck this girl every way possible. I watched her lick her lips as I worked my way over her second breast.

If I didn’t know better I would say she was getting off on it. That only made my dick push harder against my pants.

Reluctantly I pulled back the folds of her gown covering the sweet white mounds below. I sat back down in my chair and turned to the computer.

"It will take a few days to get the results back from the pap smear. Someone will call you from the office to let you know how it went.” I looked over her chart before adding, “Lilly.”

She had been avoiding my gaze the whole time. It wasn’t something new to me, not all women were comfortable to have a male doctor fingering around their parts. But when I said her name, those honey eyes snapped to mine. In that moment I was sure that she was the girl I had wished so much to taste again.

I left the room so that Lilly could change back into her own clothes. I had hoped to maybe catch her in the hall, perhaps see if she remembered me too. Even if she didn’t, I was willing to take her in my office and make sure she wouldn’t forget me again.

She left in a rush before I even notched however. I was a little disappointed and frankly desperate for a release after that encounter. I thought about Helen. She was always flaunting herself in front of me. She would be an easy enough fuck just to get my focus back.

But having seen Lilly again, I was fairly certain that no casual encounter would ever do for me again. I had found the forbidden fruit I tasted so long ago, and I wouldn’t settle for anything less.

I took a minute before I left that night to peruse her medical records. I wanted to know as much as I could about this mysterious woman. I was hopeful to see that she wasn’t married. However I did see a tick on her chart for a live birth. That meant she had a kid.

It was a little disheartening, until I looked at the date of delivery. I had to count it back a few times and let it sink in. She had a kid seven years ago. That made her pregnancy around the time that they had met.

Of course that didn't mean it was his. He did some more digging in her medical record and found that on father was named on the birth certificate. It was an even more curious fact.

It gave him that excuse he was looking for to find a way to see her again. After all what man, when seeing he might possibly have a child out in the world, wouldn’t want to make sure.

I was debating right then to call her up when my phone rang. I looked at the at the caller ID. It was my father. I rolled my eyes and silenced the ring.

I had no desire to speak to the man. He still was going on about the fact that I had not chosen to join him at his New York practice. I had hoped moving back to Chicago after my years doing charity work might give me enough distance from the man. It didn’t stop him from constantly calling and berating me.

“Are you going to get that?” Helen’s voice called from my office door.

I looked up to see her leaning against it.

“No,” I said looking back at my computer.

All thoughts of fucking her just for the release disappeared. Helen wasn’t horrendous to look at but she was clingy and constantly throwing herself at me. Nothing could have been more of a turn off.

When she didn’t leave I finally turned back to her, “Is there a patient ready?”

“No, done for the day,” she said with a sickly sweet smile.

“Good,” I said getting out of my chair. “Then I am out of here. Goodnight,” I ended without even looking her way as I passed her by in the door.