Marlena’s private office filled with soft Holiday music. Her shoeless feet kept with the rhythm under her desk. After reading the same line for the third time, she pushed the patient file away and removed her glasses. She regretted having to stay late to assure the department had proper coverage, while most of the staff headed off to various vacations with their families. Just her luck, her assistant informed her that there was an emergency consult that she would have to meet with at the end of the day. They were being transported from the precinct. Her assistant then gave Marlena sorrowful eyes that begged to get home to her children early. Marlena obliged, besides all of her children where away and wouldn’t be coming home. Almost instantaneously she planted her forehead on her palm when she thought of Claire’s carelessness when she asked that her grandparent simply PayPal her Christmas gift to her and that she would be hanging out with her own crowd for the holidays. Marlena shook away the thought and focused on what she would have for the holidays. Her husband, alone, in a quiet house. Free from fugitives, Dimera’s and demonic possessions.
The radio slid into a warm rendition of ‘Silent Night’. Marlena smiled as she began to imagine their Christmas morning. Surely John would rise early in an attempt to cook breakfast before she could ruin it. While he lurched over a hot stove she could cleverly cover herself in tinsel and garland, letting her breast protrude like playful ornaments. She giggled at the thought of finding silver flecks all over the bedroom well after Valentine’s Day. Then it struck her! She knew exactly what she would do.
Marlena waited until she heard John settle in front of his computer in their office before sneaking off to retrieve the whipped cream from the kitchen. She could hardly muffle her giggles as she quickly moved across the townhouse and slid the chain on the door, for added security. Marlena stood near the golden flocked tree, took her clothing off and kicked it under the tree. Meticulously, she covered her breast in a mound of whipped cream. It didn’t take her long to realize that she should have started from the bottom up. Her attempt at a landing strip just became another mound of cream playfully decorated in holiday sprinkles. Unable to move far, Marlena tightly closed the container and tossed it across the room, knocking over several trinkets. Just as she expected, the sudden noise, moved John to his feet.
“Doc? You alright?” John peered in the room. His eyes locked on her naked body dripping in sweetness. He moved closer to her. “Uh, Doc?”
“Yes?” She responded seductively licking cream from her fingers.
“Whoa.” John chuckled, his eyes dancing in the sparkling lights from the tree. “Whacha doin’?”
“Leaving a treat out for Santa, of course.” She cupped her breast keeping the mounds in place. “I want a really big package this year. Do you think he’d like it?”
John moved closer to her, prowling like a lion. She trembled and stepped back but he was nearly on top of her in a breaths moment. His smiled and nuzzled into the cream on her breast.
“Hey there, Sailor. That is for Santa!” She teased. Her smile widens, when she sees a flash a true jealousy scurry across his brow.
“Didn’t you get the notice this year?” John asked.
“Notice?” Marlena’s hands began to slip as cream continued to spread all over her chest.
“Yeah, I’ve got your big package already.” John joked with her and then devoured the cream on her chest. Gentle nibbles on her nipples, rose her temperature and she could feel her ears get warm. Marlena reached for the waist of his pants but he pulled away.
“Oh no. First I get my treat and then you get your package.” John fell to his knees and buried his face into the last sprinkled mound of cream. Marlena squealed as he sucked the cream and her into his mouth.
“Oh, John.” She frantically reached for something to hold onto and settled for tangling her fingers into his hair.
An abrasive knock pounded on Marlena’s office door, she lurched forward in her chair. It recoiled loudly, shattering the moment. The knock again. Marlena put her glasses on and turned off the radio.
“Yes,” Marlena cleared her throat. “Come in.”
The door parted. A uniformed man stepped in.
“Uh, I’m looking for a Dr. Evans? Is he in?”
“Yes, she is.” Marlena stood and extended her hand. “I’m Dr, Evans. You must be from the third precinct.”
“Oh, sorry, about that. We have a perp that needs an assessment done ASAP.” The officer hands Marlena a file.
“No problem. You can send him in. We’ll be done in about an hour.” Marlena assured, giving him an obligatory nod.
The officer stepped out of the office leaving the door ajar. Marlena glanced at the mesh of papers in the file. A tall gentleman steps hesitantly into her office and clears his throat loudly as he closes and locks the office door.
“Are you the shrink?” The man asked curtly.
“Yes, I am a psychiatrist. I am Dr. Evans. And you are?” Marlena maintained her composure.
“You’re a chick.”
“Well that’s a proper observation. Mr. -?”
“Joe!”
“Joe? Well make yourself comfortable Joe.” Marlena sat to indicate, that Joe should do the same.
“You got a lot of awards on your wall, Dr. Evans.” Joe surveyed the office.
“Yes, I do. So, Joe, I haven’t had time to read through your file. So maybe you could tell me why you’re here.” Marlena watched the man closely.
“Cops, trying to pin bad things on me.” Joe sits, looking at Marlena suggestively. “You married?”
“This time is about you Joe. We only have about an hour to get as much information as we can to help you.” Marlena narrowed her brow, trying to convey the importance of her time to him.
“That’s why I need to know if you’re married because I think the best way you can help me is if I bend you over that desk, pull your skirt up on your waist and slide my hard dick in you until you explode and your mouth runs dry. Then turn you over and do it again.”
Marlena glanced down at his file and the looked at him unbothered. “Mr. Green, I have been a medical professional for a long while now. Your antics don’t bother me. They don’t even shake me. We can waste all the time you want with these games. But at the end of the day, I will be providing the justice system with an assessment that could greatly impact future court decisions.”
“Damn, you’re sexy.” He smiled at her.
“Mr. Green.” Marlena motioned to stop him.
“Call me Joe.” He bit his bottom lip.
“Mr. Green. Can you tell me the events that lead you into police custody?” Marlena attempted to ignore him and steer him back on track.
“I can almost taste you from here. I could smell you once I walked in the door. Your thighs are probably slick. Does your husband know how wet you get when he is away? What would it take for you to let me under that skirt for a bite?” Joe leaned towards her.
“Are there any accomplices that the authorities are unaware of?” Marlena could feel heat in her cheeks. Thinking of her husband had made her wet and wanting.
“You look like the type to moan real loud. I like my women vocal, I wanna know that they’re enjoying themselves. I think you would moan just from my fingertips across your nipples. I can see them thru your blouse by the way.”
Marlena looked down and saw her hard nipples pressing the lace of her bra against the thin fabric.
“I wondered how’d your husband feel about that.” Joe raised a playful eyebrow.
Marlena inhaled, “Mr. Green, if you don’t care to have an assessment completed, you simply have to inform your counsel that you decline. If you continue with this behavior, I will conclude that you have declined to cooperate.”
Joe begins to unbuckle his belt and pulls it off. “Do you like to be spanked? I bet you look really pretty taking this cock in your mouth, ass in the air, begging to be spanked.”
“That’s enough,” Marlena stands. “I’m calling your guard. You can continue your charade elsewhere.” Marlena moved towards the door but was unable to open it before Joe pushed up against her, lodging her between him and the door.
“Get off of me!” Marlena shouted.
“Shout all you want. The guard went down to the cafeteria and there’s nobody else in this wing.” Joe whispered into her ear. Chills ran down her spine. They were alone.
“This is inappropriate!” Marlena pushed him away. “There’s a procedure to handle perverted clients.”
“What’s that?” Joe inquired.
Marlena leaped into Joe’s arms, wrapping her legs around him and kissing him passionately. Joe returned each passionate kiss, losing his balance his fell backwards on a chaise in a corner of the office. Joe reached under her dress and pulled at her underwear, wet just as he expected. Taking control, Marlena freed Joe from his pants and lowered herself on him. A heaving breath escaped from her mouth as she devoured him. Joe grabbed her waist matching her pace. Amazed at her confidence and hunger.
Tiny orgasms began to boil over her.
“You’re a nasty doctor.” Joe urged her own.
“Doctor’s orders: shut up and take it like a man.” Marlena had a firm grip on Joe, as he went into overdrive, clearly drove into a frenzy over her words.
She could feel Joe’s explosions met with her own, but he showed no signs of slowing down.
A knock at her door disturbed the moment. Panicked Marlena’s body clamped tightly around Joe, she quickly covered his mouth with her hand.
“I’m in session.” She called out, hoping whoever would go away. Fear of being found in this position made her stomach flutter.
“Sorry to interrupt Marlena, I was actually looking for John.” A familiar voice called thru the door.
“Abe?” She questioned. Her eyes looking back between Joe and the door.
“Yeah, I was hoping to catch him before Val and I left for vacation. Hey, look just have him call me. Okay?” Abe said.
“Of course, Abe. Happy Holidays!” Marlena paused for a beat giving time for Abe to leave.
She looked down at Joe, holding in laughter.
“Honey?” She looked down at him, removing her hand.
“Yes.”
“Abe would like for you to call him.” She laughed and buried her head in her husband’s chest.
He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close before helping her slide off of him. The sound of their moisture vulgarly echoing thru the air. They laughed again.
“Oh I love you.” She kissed him and straightened her dress.
“Pencil me in for another appointment.” John pulled his clothes together. “I really gotta catch Abe before he leaves.”
“Of course!” She smiled. As he kissed her quickly and jetted out the office.
“I will see you this evening, Sailor!” Marlena thought to herself.
The Jarlena Journal 