As Doctor Roman was fucking me with that heavy, unyielding rhythm, I felt his left hand leave my waist and slide up along the smooth hem of my dress. He tugged at the fabric, trying to pull it up further. 

Knowing exactly what he wanted without him having to say a single word, I arched my upper back off the flat examination bed for him, helping him slide the dress all the way up above my chest until my lace bra was completely exposed.

My mom couldn’t see a single thing happening down there from where she was sitting on her metal stool. Because of how high the dark blue...