Dr Scott, reacting to Susan's breathless admission that she, like her daughter Claire, was in need of being fucked, threw Steve a quick, coy look.
"Mmm, very good, Susan", the doctor responded.
He looked back at Claire on the bed, and then to Susan in the chair.
" Fortunately for you, you have a doctor -- and a man -- here right now, who can absolutely make that happen."
Dr Scott turned to face Claire, who was still lying on her stomach. She had her elbows out, and her chin was resting on her folded hands. The doctor brushed some hair that was in her face over one ear and then cupped her cheek, his thumb lightly circling her lips. She pressed her tongue out and began licking his thumb, and then wrapped her lips around it. Dr Scott let the girl lick and suck as he spoke.
"Now Claire, this is a couple of days late...but how about we celebrate your 18th birthday by having Dr Scott release all that pent up sexual energy you've been building up...by fucking you with his big cock until you explode..."
Claire actually bit down on the doctor's thumb as she groaned. He slipped his digit out of her mouth and pulled her face up to look at his. He raised is eyebrows expectantly at her.
"Yes, Dr Scott", she purred. The doctor looked into her big eyes.
"Yes, what, Claire?"
Claire, feeling a little emboldened, got up from her stomach and knelt on the bed, facing the doctor. She was still not eye to eye with the tall, handsome man, and he had to look down to meet her gaze -- which also meant taking in those pert and perfect breasts of hers, her nipples still erect. She licked her big, sexy, full lips.
"Yes, Dr Scott...please make me cum with your big cock."
Susan watched as the doctor put his hand on the back of Claire's head and leaned in, kissing her full on the mouth. It made Susan ache with envy. As the doctor pulled away, Claire's hungry tongue, wanting more, licked at his lips.
"Good girl", Dr Scott intoned as he turned back to Susan.
The doctor, stripped from the waist up, walked back to Susan and stood very close to her. Looming over her a bit, the doctor was treated to a good view down her black tank top and into her deep cleavage.
"Susan, I am going to see to Claire now...but first, would you like to assist the doctor for a moment?"
Susan looked up at Dr Scott. She didn't know what he had in mind...but she did know that she would do anything he asked of her.
"I'd be happy to, Dr Scott."
The doctor smiled his smile.
"Good. Now, Susan", the doctor instructed, "why don't you be a good helper and get Dr Scott's cock out."
Susan let out a deep moan.
Steve, who had not said anything for some time now, actually spoke again.
"Uh, I don't think..."
As he had done each time, Dr Scott cut Steve off, but this time took a different tack.
"Susan...tell Steve to shut the fuck up."
Susan felt like she was standing at a crossroads. She felt very nervous...but also wonderfully empowered by the doctor's request. The shift in sexual dynamics was intense, and Susan found the power of that it incredibly arousing. She imagined it like stepping through a doorway, knowing that the door was going to slam shut behind her. She suddenly realized that she felt ready.
"Steve...shut the fuck up."
Dr Scott smiled, and turned to a despondent Steve.
"From this moment forward, Steve, you will be treated by Susan -- and likely by Claire, as well -- like the little boy that you are. Susan will be free to touch, lick, suck and be pleasured by any man that she so desires. She has an absolute right to experience all the naughty satisfaction that your grossly inferior presence had denied her. She is a sexual free agent from now on. Do I make myself perfectly clear, little boy?"
Steve's humiliation felt bottomless. He looked at Claire, naked on the bed, her rapt attention on the doctor, and then to his wife, and then at the floor.
"Yes, Dr Scott", he quietly said.
"Good", the doctor said sternly, turning back to Susan.
The doctor put his hands on his hips.
"You may go ahead, Susan."
Susan gave a quick glance over to Claire, who's big doe eyes were glued to the doctor's crotch, and then she reached out and lightly touched her fingers to the doctor's perfect abs. She ran her fingers down them, revelling in the feeling, before reaching his belt. Susan unbuckled it with ease, finding it hard to pull her eyes away from the outline of his big cock through his pants.
Her fingers ever so slightly shaking, Susan popped the button on Dr Scott's pants, and unzipped the fly, the white of his boxer briefs now exposed to her.
"You can take them right off, Susan", the doctor instructed, and Susan obeyed, leaning over in the chair as she dragged his pants down his strong legs, helping him to step out of them. As she leaned down, the doctor could see the lacy trim of Susan's black bra under her tank top.
As Susan sat back up, she was greeted with the outline of the doctor's fully erect cock through his boxer briefs. She could not believe how big it looked. His underwear fit him perfectly, the big bulge of his balls deliciously prominent.
Susan looked up at Dr Scott, and again he could see Claire's innocent doe-eyed look in Susan's face. The doctor said nothing. He simply nodded.
Susan bit her lip as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of Dr Scott's boxer briefs. She discovered that she could only tug them down a little bit before it was necessary to pull the waistband out toward her to make space for his cock to be released.