Thankfully, Alix called her back to finish working and I tossed a wink to Alix before heading to the office. My secretary had called out sick yet again, so there was a temp working in her place for the day. I hated having my schedule interrupted and having to teach the woman how to handle things that my normal secretary knew how to do. It was time-consuming and something I paid other people to do so I didn't have to.  Thankfully the patients I had for the day were all regulars, so they would know the routine. I just hoped the secretary was back on Monday, since I had a whole slew of new clients coming in and was scheduled too tightly to be doing her job as well.

I had a feeling I was going to have to replace her since she was starting to call out more than she showed up. It was normal. My secretaries only lasted a year or two before getting burned out by the constant demands and unusual hours I insisted upon. Probably wouldn't hurt to put out feelers for a replacement.

The appointments were quick and uneventful. Nothing new came from them, but my patients left walking a bit lighter, having cleared their brains of stress, and at least got a second view on their issues. I didn't particularly care for office patients since they had more standard hang-ups — mommy and daddy issues, cheating spouses and the like. At least the patients I met with at the hotel or in their residences were more challenging and rewarding. Nothing like knowing you helped a couple find completion and orgasm while addressing an issue they had.

Back in my apartment, I quickly showered and changed into my tuxedo for the wedding. I was going dateless. It was much less complicated that way. Tugging on my shirt sleeves, I picked up my phone to text Alix before heading down to the party. After the night before, I felt the need to check on her, make sure she was still doing okay after such a roller-coaster of emotions in such a short time.

How was work, Precious?

Still working. Won't be off for hours yet.

Smiling, I tucked my phone away. She would be downstairs when I got there. It would be dangerous, but it could be a lot of fun to play with her.

The area for the wedding was set up beautifully, but I expected it. The hotel was known for putting together amazing events. After a brief congratulations to the groom, I found a seat towards the back so I could watch everyone in the room. Plus, it'd give me the opportunity to slip away without many people noticing.

Slowly, the entire seating area filled with guests. Still no sign of Alix though. Once the procession started and the wedding party advanced down the aisle, everyone stood and turned to take in the bride. That's when I spotted Alix. She was standing off to the side, glancing over the bride's dress. Unlike most women, she didn't have that glazed-over look in her eye or the look of jealousy. Just before the bride took her first steps down the aisle, Alix leapt forward and fluffed out the bottom of her dress, then scampered back to her spot out of the way.

As soon as the bride had made her way past me and all eyes had moved toward the front of the church, I slipped out around the back — away from the ceremony. I'd talk to them later. I had more important things to take care of. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I shot a text to Alix then slipped into a dimly-lit room off to the side. Taking off my jacket and keeping my back to the door, I waited for her. The door opened and the click of heels let me know she had arrived.

"Sir? I didn't expect you here." The quiver in her voice showed her nerves.

"Turn around. Put your hands on the door," I said, not turning around.

"B.. but..." she stuttered.

"Now. Don't make me ask again." My voice was gravelly with impatience. I knew we didn't have a lot of time and I didn’t want to waste any of it.

The scuff of her shoes on the ground told me she had turned around as requested. Turning, I ran a hand up the center of her back until I gripped the back of her neck under her hair. Her ass looked incredibly delicious in the skirt she had on. Her hands were up on either side of her head, pressed against the door along with her forehead.

"Good girl." Brushing my scruff-roughened cheek against her neck sent a tremor running through her body and a soft moan from her mouth. "I'd really like to fuck you here, right up against the wall, knowing you are supposed to be out there watching the ceremony. Too bad you would be missed — plus what I have in mind for our first time together would take entirely too much time."

"Our first time? I thought you didn't want to sleep with me." She let out a soft laugh even as my hand slid around the front of her throat, tilting her head to the side.

"What makes you think I don't want to sleep with you?" I wrapped my lips around her ear and bit down roughly before pulling back. Another shiver ran through her as she pressed back against me. My free hand slid down her body, tugging up her skirt until I could slip my hand into her panties. Running my fingers through the wetness waiting for me, I waited for her to answer.

"You've told me you didn't want to sleep with me. I thought you might be gay and just needed a sub to play with until you found a male sub to replace me with." Her words shocked me so much I froze for a moment before shoving two fingers roughly in her at the same time I applied light pressure to her carotid artery. A whimper slipped from her lips.

"You will be punished for that, Precious. I know you can't possibly be serious. My cock is constantly hard because of you. I hurt with how much I want to be balls-deep in your pussy. Don't tell you haven’t noticed." I thrust my hips against her to emphasize my point. I released the pressure on her neck and pulled my fingers from within her.

"I didn't know, sir." I couldn't see her face, but her smile was clear in her voice.

"You think it's funny now. Just wait till I get my hands on you where I can do what I want without people being nearby." I rubbed my scruff up her neck, biting down hard. Hard enough to leave a mark, but not to break the skin. "I was going to let you get off, but you wanted to be naughty so now you have to wait."

"That's not fair," she groaned, grinding her ass against my crotch.

"Two can play games, Precious." I smiled before sucking hard just above my bite mark. Releasing the skin with a pop, I pressed the fingers that had been inside her against her lips. “Suck your juices off my fingers.”

She sucked my fingers into her hot, wet mouth instantly. “Mmm,” she gasped, undulating her hips.

Breathing her scent deep, I pushed off the door and pulled my fingers from her mouth. "Now, go back to work, naughty girl."

"Yes, sir." She dropped her head against the door with another whimper.

As she reached for the door, I slapped her ass. "Don’t forget you’ll get a special punishment if you touch yourself. Oh, and be sure you keep your hair over your neck or someone might ask why you have bite marks and a huge hickey."

The door swung open and I heard her laugh softly as she pulled her hair over her shoulder to conceal her neck before returning to work. I waited for a good while before slipping my coat back on and exiting the room. It’d been risky, probably a bit stupid because she could’ve easily turned around or waited outside the door for me to exit. She wouldn’t though. It was part of the excitement, the allure — not knowing exactly who I was.

Standing outside the door into the ballroom, which was still locked to keep the guests out, I waited until the ceremony was over. Once you’ve seen one wedding, you’ve pretty much seen them all. Not like I was close with the couple. I’d seen them fuck just about every possible way you could on a bed, but that didn’t make us friends. Showing up had been an excuse to see Alix plus I always went to weddings of my clients. It was a good way to find new clientele. Everyone knows someone who needs help in that area of their relationship. Some people are even bold enough to admit it is actually their own relationship that was lacking.