by Leather and Lace

See Part 1 at Fantasy or Reality (hit the back button upon completion)and Part 2, leading up to this Part 3 below at Dream Therapy (hit the back button upon completion)

RC's note: Before reading this, it is imperative that you read the previous two stories that led to this "part 3", the first part written by Pandora and the second by myself. Please refer to my story, "Dream Therapy" for the details on reading the other two. You will be most glad that you did! And a note from Leather and Lace to "Robert"--*It's the motion of the ocean: I hope this fits!"

The tech had just left, and all Heather was left with in the room was a note and her memories. She really didn�t know what to think and as she stood there in all her nakedness. She realized that maybe she should read this folded piece of paper. She still could not believe the time, and stood there thinking to herself that this was not a dream. She was sore from something, and usually when she had had a massage, she was not sore! Well, the only thing to do was read this note. It held all the secrets that she needed answers, too.

But she figured that the best thing to do before reading this, was to get dressed. Being a nurse herself, she knew that there were other patients in the waiting room that needed this room, most were in pain and therapy was their �cure�. So, without any more hesitation, she got to her clothes, dressed as hurriedly as she could and proceeded out of the room. And as she was walking out of the room, she began to read:

My darling, I have found you again. I hope you realize that the pleasure you have given me not only from our �time� together, but also from the memories that I have carried with me for the last two years. Just seeing you there this afternoon has brought joy to my life. I request that we meet again, tonight, if that is possible. There is a club called, �The 40�s Club,� that is where I will be at 7:00 p.m. I also request that you were something provocative and black. I hope that we will be able to see one another again. You have meant so much to me!

Love, Robert

As she walked along the hallway of the hospital, she tried to read the note, but she constantly kept bumping into people as they were walking by. Each time she had said that she was sorry, but she was so engrossed in the letter that she could not stop reading it over and over again. Here was the man that she had thought of for two years, and had wondered what had happened to him. The day that he had been released from the hospital had been her day off, and no one could tell her anything about him, except his name and that he was a doctor. Robert Armstrong had been in her dreams and in her thoughts so much that it seemed that he was already a part of her life. And now she had a letter from him and he was asking her to meet him. This had not been a dream: Robert had been there and had tasted her, as well as she had tasted him. His passion was so great for her and she knew that she just had to see this man again.

When she returned to her apartment, she began to rummage through her closets for the right outfit to wear. Being a nurse and single, her primary clothes were uniforms and old baggy clothes. She didn�t spend much on those items: They were not her priority. Her money was consumed in books, old movies, and music. She could read a book in no time and all the while be listening to the latest CD that she had purchased, but her true love was golden oldies movies, they really got to her. But when she needed to relax, she had a range of music that would suit any mood or need, her favorite being New Age. The nature sounds could really soothe a irritating day.

As she went through drawers and the closet, she wasn�t having much luck. But at the last moment, something caught her eye. Way in the back of the closet was a dress that was hanging there, a black one! What luck she thought, and as she brought it closer to her, she remembered the last time that she had worn it. It had been a hospital party, for all the new employees that night, and she had only been at the hospital two months, and was invited to attend. She had had a great time that night, but had either worked or skipped out on the ones that they had had since. With the hours that she worked, she had little time for herself, much less going to a party and trying to socialize, when all she wanted to do was soak her feet.

She figured that she would start to get ready by 5:00 p.m. That should give her enough time to be ready and call for a cab. Living in the city, she didn�t need a car, and work was just a mile away. If she left work at night, she had the cab service, and if it was daytime, she always walked. But most times, the cab was there for her. So, looking at the time, she figured that she had an hour to get something to eat and then try to calm herself for this night that she had dreamed about for so long.

Well, 5:00 came sooner than she thought. She had been listening to music and happened to look up at the time. �Wow,� she said. �I have to get going here.� So, in the bathroom she went. As she drew her bath, she thought back to the afternoon with Robert. How he had excited her so, and to think that he had thought of her as well, was overwhelming. She knew that they were good together as far as love making, but hoped that this was a lasting relationship for the both of them. With two years already passing by, she hoped that they could somehow make up for this time, and she was going to give it her best effort.

Heather finally finished her bath and washing her hair, and now stood in front of the mirror to dry her hair and put on her makeup. She wasn�t much on makeup, she was a natural kind of gal, but tonight she wanted to look her best even if it meant a bit of foundation and eye shadow. And as she finished with what she had applied, before her stood a woman that was more beautiful than before, and with her hair being dry now, the next thing was the dress and hose. As she realized that the time was drawing near to her departure, she began to get nervous as well as excited. If the night turned out to be anything like the afternoon had been, she knew that she would be in heaven.

She returned to her bedroom and picked up the dress off her bed. It was a short length dress with criss-cross straps in the back. It would defiantly show off her cleavage as well as her shoulders. She began to put it on, and as it slid down her body, she realized that it was beginning to fit like a glove. It showed off more than just her cleavage and shoulders, it showed every curve of her body. And as she looked in the mirror to admire herself, she felt confident that Robert would just love this little number that she had forgotten.

Well, after finding shoes and getting on her hose, a quick look in the mirror, she then called her cab. Being a Friday night, she figured that she should call early, most cabs were busy at this time, with all the parties and such going on. But when she spoke to the cab office, they said that they would be there right away. So again, making sure that she looked perfect, she went down to the door of the apartment building where she lived and waited for the cab. And as the minutes clicked by, she became even more nervous and anxious than she was before. She just hoped that she would be able control herself when she saw Robert. And as she looked out again, her cab pulled up, and she took a deep breath to help her walk out the door into her awaiting chariot.

When her cab finally arrived at the club, she paid the cabby and wished him a goodnight, and he in turn did the same. As she got out of the cab, her thoughts were on Robert and whether or not he would be there already. She didn�t want to seem anxious in a way, but this was something that she had been dreaming of for two years, and she just couldn�t wait any longer to be with the man that had haunted her dreams and thoughts. And without thinking anymore about being too anxious, she opened the door of the club.

As the door of the club opened, Heather was indeed in for a treat. The whole inside of the club was done in a 40�ish setting, and even the emcee was a Humphrey Bogart look-alike. She had always loved the older movies; they had class. Many of the ones of today were nothing but sex and violence and she saw enough of that at the ER every weekend. When she sat down to a movie, she wanted more than just that, she wanted a plot that wasn�t someone getting killed or someone being abused. And as she looked around, she saw a movie poster of Casablanca and she knew that she had found a place that she could enjoy.

While she stood there admiring the club, a man walked up to her and asked to take her wrap. This was unusual nowadays, but this apparently was customary here, just like in the olden days. She handed it to him gladly and he gave her a ticket. He asked her was she meeting someone and she replied that she was. As she told the man the name of the person that she was to meet and his eyes lit up. �Ah, yes,� he exclaimed. �Mr. Armstrong is a regular here and no he hasn�t been in yet. Can I show you to his table?� Heather willingly agreed and as she walked to the table, felt privileged that �she� was being seated at Robert�s table. �Wow, he must come here a lot,� she said to the fellow. �Oh, yes,� he replied. �But this is the first time that I have seen a young lady meet him here.� With that, Heather felt even more privileged than before! Maybe this was the right guy, in all her dreams he had been.

She ordered a drink and sat back to admire the place once again. All the old memorabilia that surrounded her, seem to take her back in time. Even the tables and glasses that they used were from that �golden time.� But as she looked around again, a striking figure approached her. She knew the outline of his body, and with the attire that he was wearing, she knew that she would not be waiting much longer for the man of her dreams.

Robert approached Heather, and bent down to kiss her hand. For Heather this was unusual for a man to do this. Most guys had slid in the chair and said, �Hey, baby what�s up?� But not this fellow, as he had sat down, he had said good evening and how are you my love? And as she sat there speechless, all she could do was smile. This had to be another dream, but this time he had kissed her hand, and under the table she pinched herself to make sure that she was awake, and yes it had hurt!

They started off with small talk, and finally got into talking about their �dreams� as they called them. Robert explained to her his �dream� and questioned her on what really happened. She had to confess that she had in fact been there, and yes that sponge bath had been most rewarding for her. She had almost gotten caught, but as she had started the bath, her body had taken over her senses and she had had to have him. As she explained herself, Robert knew just what she was feeling at the time of the bath. He had felt the same way about her as he had seen her laying there that afternoon. And as he explained to her his feelings, they both seem to know that this was supposed to happen. They were both professionals and had never done anything like this before, but for some reason fate had joined them and this is why it all had happened.

The band started to play and with that, Robert asked Heather if she would like to dance. She agreed and as they went out on the dance floor, their bodies seemed to melt into one another. They both were great dancers, but having never danced together before. They flowed around the dance floor as though they had been dancing together for years. Even the other dancers around them moved to the side as Robert twirled Heather. They seemed to be the only ones left dancing and as they finished the song, the rest of the club gave a standing ovation. Embarrassed by the attention, Heather led Robert back to the table. She had never had that kind of attention when she had danced and as Robert explained to her that most were his friends and had not meant anything bad by it, she seemed to grow comfortable again.

As the night went on, Robert and Heather both shared their past history with each other and their likes and dislikes. And as they went along, they found that they had very similar tastes in almost everything. His only dislike that troubled Heather, was opera, but then again, either you loved it or you hated it, there was not a middle ground of that one. But one of the things that they both had in common was old movies. When Heather found out that Casablanca was Robert�s favorite as well, she was overjoyed. Most men that she had met, hated romantic movies, but Robert just loved them, and she knew in her heart that he was a truly romantic man. Not just some guy that had had his jollies in the treatment room. This was a man that you could talk too and really understand, not one that was afraid of his feelings. And the more and more that they both talked, the more they realized that this just might be something real.

About 10:00 p.m., Robert asked if he should be getting her home. He had rounds in the morning and he didn�t want her back to start to bother her again. She explained that the treatment that she was having today had been the last, and that she was just fine. She said that if he needed to go home and get his rest, she understood, you have to be well rested to do the job that he and she did. Too many people depended upon them. But Robert said that his main reason was for rest, but he also wanted to have some time with her alone. And no, not just to make love to her again, he really wanted to just spend time with her. At the club, so many had come by to say hello, and he was being greedy with her. He figured that it had taken two years to get to this night and he was not going to waste any more time with others.

So after another drink, they decided to leave. After the good-bye�s at the club, Robert walked Heather to his car. It was not an expensive car as some would believe him to drive, but very well taken care of. And as they left the parking lot and headed out, Robert had a question for Heather.

�Well, since I have Casablanca at home, would you like to come to my place and watch it? he asked.

�Wow, that would be great. I haven�t seen that movie in so long, but only if you are up to it?� she relied

And with that, he picked up his car phone and dialed a number. She heard another voice on the other end of the phone say �Hello� and Robert proceeded to tell his colleague that he would have to make rounds in the morning, that he had something urgent come up and would need to come in later in the morning. The voice said, �No sweat, Rob!� and hung up. Robert looked over at Heather and told her that this was too special of a night to have limits on their time and that he only had two patients that had to be seen, and they were being discharged in the morning. Heather questioned him, �Are you sure?� And he replied that all was well. And off to Robert�s house they headed, and as they drove up to the house, Heather was amazed at the home that Robert had. What a sight it was!

Robert had done well for himself, and had made sure that he had put his money to good use. The home that he had built was on the edge of town, just outside of the city limits. It was a two story brick home with lovely gardens surrounding it. As they drove up in the drive, Heather had noticed that there were dozens of rose bushes in these gardens. She asked him if he liked roses and he replied that they were his favorite. He had planted everyone, and was the sole caretaker of the yard and gardens, he told her. She was amazed that this man that had little time to do anything but be a doctor, could take such good care of these plants and the huge yard that she was now staring at.

Robert got out of the car and opened Heather�s car door for her. She again was just amazed at how well she had been treated, but again, she pinched herself to make sure that she was not dreaming, she had had too many of those about this man, and had to be sure. He walked her up the lighted walkway and to the front door. Upon opening the door, Heather again was amazed at the furnishings that she saw. They were simple, but fabulous, and as she walked in and found a seat on the couch, she also found that they were comfortable as well.

Robert asked if she would care for some wine, and she said yes. So, he disappeared into the kitchen and within minutes produced wine and glasses. As he came closer, she could read the name of the wine. It was Montrachet and by just the name she knew that he had very good taste in wine. As she sat back and watched him pour the wine, she knew that she could grow accustomed to his ways. He was such a gentleman and had treated her so well tonight. But thinking back to the afternoon, she knew that he had treated her even better then, and the thought of the afternoon had aroused her and she wondered if he had thought of it at all. Little did she realize that after two years of thinking of nothing but her, he had thought of it the whole night.

As she sat back to enjoy the wine, Robert moved toward the entertainment center and found the movie that she had not seen in years. She curled up into the couch and the smile on her face was one of a kid getting a toy. After the movie had started, Robert returned to the couch and sat next to Heather. As he sat back into the couch, and leaned back, he tried to be suave about putting his arm around her, and as she caught this from the corner of her eye, she moved closer to him. In his arm, she felt secure and nestled closer to him. He in turn, tighten his hold on her and as the movie began, you would have thought that they had been sitting this way for years.

During the middle of the movie, Robert leaned over to Heather�s ear and kissed it ever so slightly. It startled her, but as she turned to face him, her smile was one of happiness. She herself leaned towards him, and they kissed a kiss of long lost lovers. Their arms now encircled each other and they held on as though they were to be separated. And as the kiss ended, the look in their eyes was one of passion for each other and beginning buds of love. Neither could control their burning passion any longer and Robert picked Heather up, and carried her up the stairs into his bedroom.

He sat her down onto the bed and laid down beside her. As he leaned over her, their eyes met and his fingers encircled her face.

�You my beauty, I have waited so long to have you here. I have not stopped thinking of you since that glorious day when I first saw you. You have been my every breath and desire. I do not have the words to tell you everything that I have felt for you. My beauty, my beauty!�

As the words began to spill out of Robert, Heather began to cry. Never had a man talked to her this way. Never had they been this sincere. And as his arms encircled around her, she held tight to him and drew back to speak.

�I too, have waited to be here my love. I have thought of you and dreamed of you. I never dreamed that we would meet in the physical world, but when I realized that it was you that was with me today in the treatment room, I knew then that dreams do come true. I have never met a man such as you, and I know that I never will. Robert, I am yours, I have been for two years now.�

With her final words being spoken, Robert scooped Heather into his arms and held her close. Her words had been sincere and they had brought tears to his eyes. As they embraced, their lips found each again, and as they kissed, they both knew that the flame of love had been lit, and the fires of passion once again were dancing. They had to have each other, with no more dreams or chance meetings. This time would be for all time.

Heather raised up in the bed and Robert helped her with her dress, and as he finished with it, she in turn helped him to undress. As each piece of clothing fell to the floor, each would kiss the exposed skin that the cloth had left on their bodies. And with each kiss, this just added fuel to the fire that was burning deep within each body. It seemed as though the fire of passion would consume both of them.

Heather laid back on to the bed, and again Robert was above her face. He was not rushing anything about this time with her, and the more time that he took with her, the better she liked it. This was more than just the other times that they had been together, this was true lovemaking. He was so tender with her, and she in return was tender with him. They seemed to spend hours just looking and caressing each other. They did not want this time to end.

Robert began to kiss Heather�s neck and move towards her shoulders. The trail of sweetness that he left on her skin had made her extremely aroused and all she could do was moan for more. As he traveled downward to her breasts, she arched upwards so that he would readily have access to them. And as he arrived at her precious mounds of flesh, he began to suckle each one, until Heather could stand no more. She now wanted to taste him again, and moved upward to do so.

Heather motioned for Robert to lay back onto the bed, she had something for him, and hoped that this time would be better than the last. Then, she had not had time to truly show him just how much she wanted to please him. As she took his rigid tool into her mouth, and began to lick and then to suck the head of it, Robert began a moanful cry. She began to move deeper down the shaft of it and he began to thrust his hips upwards so that she could take him even deeper. His manhood began to twitch and his body began to twist, and Heather could feel that he was about to explode. And as he did, she enjoyed every drop of him and made sure that there was nothing of his juices left. As Robert collapsed back onto the bed, the smile on his face was one of bliss. Never had anyone taken him so deep, and had actually liked for him to fill them up the way that Heather had done.

While Robert was laying back on the bed, recovering from the wondrous experience that he had just had, Heather moved towards his face. As she did this, he motioned for her to straddle his face with her sweetness. Upon getting into position so that Robert could now enjoy the taste of her honey, Heather was extremely wet. And as Robert began to taste her cream, she began to grind her hips so that she could get closer to his talented tongue. His continuing licking and sucking of her fruit, caused her to moan and cry out. She could no longer control the urge to climax, and when she was at her limit of pleasure, she thrust her sweetness into his face and bucked her hips until she was spent.

Heather regained herself, and laid back onto the bed beside Robert. She had been to a world of pleasure with him that she had never been to before. But once again, she had to go there and beyond. She had to feel his rod inside her now, and he as well, was ready for her. Heather willingly accepted his advance between her thighs, and as he entered into her moist darkness, they both became wide eyed from the feeling. Robert began to stroke her with short little strokes of his manhood, and he could feel that her sweet darkness was beginning to grab him. He began to stroke her more and more and as the walls of this darkness began to contract, they both knew that the time had come to go beyond anything that they had felt before. And as the explosion occurred, both held on to each other and kept in perfect rhythm with the other.

They both lay there in each others arms, reeling in the pleasure that they had just had with each other. They had been consumed by a flame that had grown into a roaring fire, that had blissfully been extinguished. And while slumber tried to take them away from each other, they held on to each other until they could no longer fight the need for rest.

As Robert awakened from a beautiful night�s sleep, he expected to see his �beauty� beside him, but alas she was gone! All that lay on the pillow was a red rose. He thought that maybe she was in the bathroom, and he got out of bed to check. But when he knocked on the door, there was not a sound coming from the room. He opened the door and on the mirror was a message..... See Part Four at Weekend of Pleasure (hit the back button upon completion)

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