Suzanne was desperate to maintain the deception of a happy marriage. There was too much at stake. A profitable family business provided a lifestyle and social standing the whole family enjoyed. Another woman in her husband's life caused Suzanne to question her own intimate needs, persuading her to seek a new doctor's assistance for personal fulfilment.
What a surprise we turned out to be Maddisyn! Love the story and Doctor Love's treatment. Suzanne.
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The exclusive medical centre was obviously for the pleasure of discerning women who could afford to be a Guest. The Practice's luxurious facilities surprised me and left me a little intrigued and curious. Most importantly, I was assured their services would be exceptional and discreet. I wouldn't expect less for a woman with my taste and social reputation.
George and I will be celebrating 25 years of marriage next month. We're not planning much as recent events had cast a shadow on celebrations. George's new relationship with Emily is the reason for seeing a new doctor. Naturally, I couldn't possibly consult my usual doctor on such a sensitive issue. But something else about Emily was on my mind as I made my way to the appointment.
Our relationship is still amicable. It has to be. One learns to tolerate such indiscretions. I don't blame Emily. All I've asked of her and George is that it doesn't interfere with our marriage and business interests. The business provides the lifestyle and public status we enjoy. I wasn't prepared to sacrifice my social life or suffer the indignity of a marriage breakdown let alone a divorce.
If I was going to seek some professional advice for my issues with George, then I thought he could pay for the best. The Practice is in the fashionable Park Crescent area. The prestigious address caught my eye and I registered after attending a review. It's an adorable double-story terrace building and beautifully renovated as a medical practice providing exclusive medical services for ladies.
I was a little excited about visiting the Practice again as I walked up to the beautiful stained-glass door. 'Hello Mrs. Douglas Sinclair, it's so nice to see you. Doctor Love is expecting you,' Maddisyn greeted me with her infectious smile.
Maddisyn's an attractive and charming young lady with dark shoulder length loose curls. She provided me with a delightful tour of the facilities a couple of weeks ago. I was impressed with her personal manner and how she conducted herself professionally. The benefits of a good family upbringing and private education were clearly evident.
Her lovely dress sense also impressed me. She looked quite elegant wearing a dark blue skirt and jacket with tasteful open-neck blouse and high-heels. It's refreshing to see a young lady take pride in her appearance. I could tell by the way her outfit fitted her petite figure that they were exclusive designs. I have an eye for such things.
'It's lovely to see you again as well,' I smiled at Maddisyn's warm greeting. 'I love your outfit. Do you mind telling me where you purchased it?'
'From Charlie Girl Boutique on Queen's Parade. Do you know it?' Maddisyn replied.
'Ooh yes. They have some lovely creations. More suited to a young lady like you I'm afraid,' I added, imagining Maddisyn being about 20 years younger than me.
I was proud of having the same figure as my mid-20's and people often comment I look great for my age. Not that I consider mid-40's over the hill. A combination of the right genetics, three early morning workouts a week at a gym and regular social tennis maintains an athletic appearance with a taut and toned body.
'I adore your sports jacket and pants,' Maddisyn commented a little excitedly.
I was joining some ladies at the club for tennis and luncheon afterwards. A little rushed for time, I was wearing a woollen training jacket and matching pants with a delicate floral pattern. I loved wearing them, so stylish and warm. The exclusive outfit was difficult to come by but worth the effort and I found the interest they attracted most flattering.
'I hope you don't mind. I'm playing tennis later and I'm wearing them over my skirt,' I explained apologetically in the presence of such a stylishly dress young lady.
'You look lovely and I'm sure Doctor Love won't mind in the least,' she reassured me as we moved from the entrance hall into the Guest's Sitting Room.
It's an impressive room and much more comfortable than my usual doctor's waiting area. Their interior designer should be commended on such an exquisite creation. I love the warm pastel colours and the classical elegance of the furniture and furnishings. A fireplace is a feature of the room and flanked on either side by matching couches with a gorgeous chandelier above.
I couldn't resist the temptation of being treated as a Guest and not a patient and was interested in becoming acquainted with the man who owned such a wonderful place. I hadn't had the pleasure of meeting Doctor Love, imagining him as a refined and dignified gentleman if the building, its facilities and Maddisyn were any indication. Visions of the lord of a stately manor brought a little smile to my face as I gazed around the room in a fanciful moment.
'Is Doctor Love able to see me?' I inquired. 'My engagement for tennis is later this morning.'
'Doctor Love is available whenever you would like to see him. You can have some morning tea if you like or maybe you would like to use the Guest Lounge,' Maddisyn kindly offered.
'Thank you. I'll just visit the lounge,' I replied, glancing at my wrist watch.
'Some ladies enjoy having a massage or a spa bath, so keep it in mind for next time,' Maddisyn mentioned. 'Please use any of the facilities and I'll introduce you to Doctor Love when you're ready.'
The lounge is lavishly appointed and certainly rivaled any day spa I'd visited. The spa bath looked so inviting in front of a large window with a view of a private courtyard garden. I used a lovely selection of cosmetics on an antique dressing table with a large mirror and touched up my makeup and hair. After freshening up, I left and rejoined Maddisyn.
I followed Maddisyn down a passageway with polished Baltic Pine flooring that lead from the entrance hall towards the back of the building. A set of impressive stairs with decorative wooden balustrade leading from the hall went up to a second floor, running parallel with the passageway. About halfway down was a closed door.
'This door is another entrance to the Guest Lounge,' Maddisyn mentioned. 'You can go directly to and from Doctor Love's suite instead of going through the Sitting Room.'
The door to the suite was open and we walked in finding Doctor Love seated at a large ornate wooden desk. I suspected the suite wouldn't be a typical doctor's consulting room. I wasn't disappointed. The suite had high ornate ceilings with decorative cornices and ceiling rosettes that were throughout the building. A chandelier provided another touch of class and it was elegantly furnished. There were plush couches with soft cushions and items of lovely period furniture.
Doctor Love left his desk to greet us. 'Doctor Love, I'd like you to meet Mrs. Suzanne Douglas Sinclair,' introduced Maddisyn.
'It's a pleasure,' he greeted, extending his hand and a rather engaging smile.
The way a man greets a lady says a lot about their character. Doctor Love's hand was warm and gentle, lingering just enough to be welcoming and reassuring. His appearance and grooming were immaculate. I instantly recognised Doctor Love as a gentleman and with more substance I suspected than some I've been acquainted with.
