I awaken each morning having sexy thoughts, and this morning they were about the attractive surgeon who recently performed a minor procedure on my left leg.

My thoughts had me in her office for a follow-up conversation, which is scheduled for nine days from now. She did her thing five days ago, and stopped by me prep area beforehand to ask if I knew my birthday and confirm which leg she was to do.

I was joking with the nurses when she arrived, and soon had her laughing, as were the others.

She did her job, I came home, and now I was in her office for the post-game.

"You had me laughing so hard I peed a little," she confesses.

"Oh," I reply with a smile. "You should've said something. I would've offered to clean it up for you."

"Oh really?" she asks. "Hang on a minute." She rises and leaves the room, returning a couple of minutes later with a specimen cup filled almost to the brim with urine.

"Here's something you can enjoy at home later," she says, handing me the cup. My fingers linger a moment on hers as I accept it.

"Thank you, I tell her, my eyes locked on hers. I uncap the container and bring it to my nose to inhale the aroma as if I were sampling wine.

"Mmm, smells like piss," I say before moving the cup to my lips. I fill my mouth and relish the flavor as I swish it around, ensuring my tongue and every area of my mouth are coated before I swallow the golden fluid. I move my face a little closer to hers.

"Ahhh," I say, putting enough breath behind the sound to ensure the scent reaches her. I lick my lips and make a show of running my tongue all around inside my mouth to re-experience the flavor.

"That's good, I tell the doctor, "but I don't think you stirred it enough." I hold the cup in one hand as I rise and unzip my jeans with the other. I pull my semi-erect cock out and dip it into her pee. I swish it around, and she watches as it increases in size and hardness. I remove it from the liquid gold and return the cup to my lips.

"There we go, perfect," I announce before drinking the remaining contents, swallowing hungrily.

"Oh no!" she says in fake alarm. "Your cockhead is coated in my piss." She takes it in her hand and moves forward to cover it with her mouth.

An involuntary "mmmm!" escapes my lips as she swirls her tongue around my man-meat. My heart breaks when she releases me, but it's only for a second as she wets a middle finger with her saliva. Her hands grip my butt cheeks as she takes me into her mouth again. She spreads them and without so much as a "Mother, may I?" she plunges her wet finger into my asshole. She fucks me there and sucks me up front until I have no choice but to erupt into her mouth. I feel two of her fingers press upward into my taint as she sucks to get the last drops out of me.

Her finger, which she'd buried to the hilt in her last pumpings, slips from within me. She presses it immediately into her mouth for a couple of finger-fuck strokes before plunging it into mine. I eagerly lick and suck it clean.

Our eyes have been locked on each other the whole time. Now, she smiles as she open her mouth to show me that my jizz still coats her tongue. I drop to my knees to take her mouth with mine and slide my tongue all around hers.

After a moment, she pulls back.

"Make an appointment at reception," she instructs, "and we'll pick up where we left off." She rises, licks her lips to check for evidence, and abruptly leaves the room.