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+G through L › Harvest Moon
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
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2,501
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3
Elli woke up the next morning, bright and early. As she dressed, she wondered how Doctor would act regarding his frisky behavior the night before. Would he be deeply apologetic? Would he want to finish what he had started?
Elli descended the stairs, running into Doctor halfway down. He held his head and looked very sick. “Elli…I think I ate something bad last night.”
Or, would he not remember a thing? Elli gaped at him. “You…you don’t remember what happened last night?” she asked, astonished.
Doctor squinted up at her, not a trace of dishonesty on his face. “Why? Do you remember what I ate that could have made me sick?”
Elli resisted the urge to shove him down the stairs. “No, I don’t. Now let’s get you into bed.” She helped him the rest of the way upstairs, and got him into his bed. She eased his shirt and tie off, finishing the job she had started the night before, and unbuckled his belt to remove it. She bit her lip and groaned in frustration that she was doing these things in a very different capacity than she wanted to - as a nurse instead of a lover.
Elli got a clean rag and soaked it in cool water, wrung it out and applied it to his forehead. He sighed, and she pulled the covers over him. “I’ll bring you some iced tea to sip on. You just rest,” she said as she patted his arm.
Elli went back downstairs to open the clinic. She was able to manage most of the business that day by herself, only having to turn away Jeff from the supermarket, who had an appointment with the Doctor. She rescheduled him for the next day. Jeff was very sympathetic when Elli fibbed that Doctor was suffering from stomach troubles, since that’s what plagued Jeff.
Elli sighed and leaned back on the lobby couch, rubbing her hands over it absentmindedly, remembering their little moment of passion there. (Or was it just hers?)
The Clinic door opened and Elli sat up. In walked Claire, the newlywed. Elli greeted her warmly. “So, how’s married life? Did you guys seal the deal last night?” Elli twinkled at her best friend.
Claire sighed happily and nodded. “Of course, the ‘deal’ was already sealed months ago, but I know what you mean,” she said. She then fixed an inquisitive eye on Elli. “What about you? I saw you and the Doctor, um, enjoying yourselves last night.”
Elli groaned and put her head in her hands, recounting the disastrous results. Claire clucked sympathetically. “For you to get that close…”
“I know it! Then absolutely nothing!” Elli fumed. “He played a big game at the party, getting happy hands and all, but then we get back to the Clinic and he passes out cold on the couch in the lobby! The nerve!” Elli pouted. “He got me all worked up, and then nothing. The man can’t handle his liquor. I’m going to have to change my strategy if I want anything to ever happen between us.”
Claire cocked her head to the side. “Oh? And what will you do?”
Elli shook her head. “I’m not sure yet. But I can’t take this much longer. I am going to think, think and think until I come up with something.”
Claire squeezed her hand. “Good luck. I’ll see you again soon, and you can tell me all about it.”
Elli arched her eyebrow at Claire. “Oh? And where are you going now?”
Claire flushed and backed up towards the door. “I have…farm chores to do?”
Elli crossed her arms, sniffing and mock pouting. “Fine. You go get banged by your hot husband, and I‘ll just stay here and grow cobwebs in my panties.”
Claire squealed. “Elli!“ She stuck her tongue out at Elli. “You’ll think of something!” Then she turned and ran off for home.
Elli shook her head as her best friend ran off. “But will I?”
The next day, Doctor was recovered. He thanked Elli profusely for taking care of him while he had “food poisoning.” He still didn’t remember a thing, and Elli just wrote the whole thing off. But her mind worked furiously for a new strategy to seduce him.
A few days after that, Lillia, the owner of the chicken ranch, came in unexpectedly, complaining of strange symptoms. The Doctor bustled around tending to her, patting her hand lovingly in between looking up things in obscure medical tomes and grinding up tinctures in his mortar and pestle. As she watched him scurry around, totally devoted to the patient, a plan hatched in Elli’s mind…
Elli descended the stairs, running into Doctor halfway down. He held his head and looked very sick. “Elli…I think I ate something bad last night.”
Or, would he not remember a thing? Elli gaped at him. “You…you don’t remember what happened last night?” she asked, astonished.
Doctor squinted up at her, not a trace of dishonesty on his face. “Why? Do you remember what I ate that could have made me sick?”
Elli resisted the urge to shove him down the stairs. “No, I don’t. Now let’s get you into bed.” She helped him the rest of the way upstairs, and got him into his bed. She eased his shirt and tie off, finishing the job she had started the night before, and unbuckled his belt to remove it. She bit her lip and groaned in frustration that she was doing these things in a very different capacity than she wanted to - as a nurse instead of a lover.
Elli got a clean rag and soaked it in cool water, wrung it out and applied it to his forehead. He sighed, and she pulled the covers over him. “I’ll bring you some iced tea to sip on. You just rest,” she said as she patted his arm.
Elli went back downstairs to open the clinic. She was able to manage most of the business that day by herself, only having to turn away Jeff from the supermarket, who had an appointment with the Doctor. She rescheduled him for the next day. Jeff was very sympathetic when Elli fibbed that Doctor was suffering from stomach troubles, since that’s what plagued Jeff.
Elli sighed and leaned back on the lobby couch, rubbing her hands over it absentmindedly, remembering their little moment of passion there. (Or was it just hers?)
The Clinic door opened and Elli sat up. In walked Claire, the newlywed. Elli greeted her warmly. “So, how’s married life? Did you guys seal the deal last night?” Elli twinkled at her best friend.
Claire sighed happily and nodded. “Of course, the ‘deal’ was already sealed months ago, but I know what you mean,” she said. She then fixed an inquisitive eye on Elli. “What about you? I saw you and the Doctor, um, enjoying yourselves last night.”
Elli groaned and put her head in her hands, recounting the disastrous results. Claire clucked sympathetically. “For you to get that close…”
“I know it! Then absolutely nothing!” Elli fumed. “He played a big game at the party, getting happy hands and all, but then we get back to the Clinic and he passes out cold on the couch in the lobby! The nerve!” Elli pouted. “He got me all worked up, and then nothing. The man can’t handle his liquor. I’m going to have to change my strategy if I want anything to ever happen between us.”
Claire cocked her head to the side. “Oh? And what will you do?”
Elli shook her head. “I’m not sure yet. But I can’t take this much longer. I am going to think, think and think until I come up with something.”
Claire squeezed her hand. “Good luck. I’ll see you again soon, and you can tell me all about it.”
Elli arched her eyebrow at Claire. “Oh? And where are you going now?”
Claire flushed and backed up towards the door. “I have…farm chores to do?”
Elli crossed her arms, sniffing and mock pouting. “Fine. You go get banged by your hot husband, and I‘ll just stay here and grow cobwebs in my panties.”
Claire squealed. “Elli!“ She stuck her tongue out at Elli. “You’ll think of something!” Then she turned and ran off for home.
Elli shook her head as her best friend ran off. “But will I?”
The next day, Doctor was recovered. He thanked Elli profusely for taking care of him while he had “food poisoning.” He still didn’t remember a thing, and Elli just wrote the whole thing off. But her mind worked furiously for a new strategy to seduce him.
A few days after that, Lillia, the owner of the chicken ranch, came in unexpectedly, complaining of strange symptoms. The Doctor bustled around tending to her, patting her hand lovingly in between looking up things in obscure medical tomes and grinding up tinctures in his mortar and pestle. As she watched him scurry around, totally devoted to the patient, a plan hatched in Elli’s mind…