COPYRIGHT 2000, BY: Rebecca Lee

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THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL, A WORK OF THE WRITER'S IMAGINATION. THE CHARACTERS AND INCIDENTS USED IN THIS STORY ARE PURELY FICTIONAL AND ARE NOT BASED ON ANY PERSON AND/OR PERSON'S ACTUAL EXPERIENCES.

Title: Dreams

Fandom: Emergency

Author: Rebecca Lee

Rated: NC-17

Pairing: Brackett/Sharon

Archive: Yes

Content Warning: Language, S&M, Male/Female Sex.

Author Note: The character names in my stories are chosen from a naming dictionary and/or my family and friends, I would not steal anyone's else's original characters and names cannot be copy written.

Synopsis: When Sharon Walters car breaks down and Kelly Brackett give her a ride home, Sharon discovers a whole different Kelly Brackett then she's ever knew.

DREAMS

By Rebecca Lee

It had been a rough shift in emergency as Doctor Brackett walked to his car.

"Oh, darn." Kelly heard sweet, little Sharon Walters cuss.

"Miss. Walters, may I help you?" He asked with a smile.

"Ah, Doctor Brackett... If you could... Ah, give me a ride to my place?" Sharon replied, nervously.

"Get in." He said.

...

"You live here?" Brackett asked as he parked his car outside a old, run down LA mansion.

"Well, it was cheep and it's not to bad inside." Sharon replied with a brief smile.

"Will you give me a tour?" He asked.

"Sure." She replied with a smile and they quickly got out to go in.

"Don't this place give you the willies?" Brackett asked as they walked up the creaky porch.

"A little, when I'm alone." Sharon replied as she reached back to take his hand and accidentally grabbing his enormous erection as the door opened.

"Ah." Brackett groaned, fervently as he shoved her through the door and forcing his lips to hers, he ripped opened her blouse and passionately tasting her giant, firm breast.

"Yes, oh, yes." Sharon cried as he tore off her panties, pushed down to the floor and stared over her sweaty, shaking naked body. "Please, don't stop... I need you, I need you... Now... Now, please?" she begged as she reached for his fly.

"Oh, no... Not yet, my sweet little nursy." Brackett whispered as he grabbed her hands. "Tell me, just how bad do you want me?... What are you willing to do to have me?"

"Anything... Anything." Sharon replied as she threw her arms around his neck and frantically kissed him.

"Anything?" Brackett asked with devilish grin.

"Absolutely anything." Sharon replied as he jerked her over his shoulder and slapping her shapely ass, he carried to the top of the stairs.

"Good girl, but you know you need punished for your klutziness at the hospital." He said and sat her a straddle the stair's varnished railing.

"What are you going to do?" Sharon asked as he took off his belt and tied her hands to the railing.

"Oh, don't worry... I'm just going to teach puss some new tricks, while I fuck your tight little ass." He replied as he dropped his pants and just as quickly shed his red briefs.

"Oh, my God!" She gasped as her eyes fell on the full extent of his erection. *It must be two- Two foot long* her mind screamed.

"Are you alright?" Brackett asked as he noticed the shocked, yet thoughtful look on her face.

"Yes, but there's- Oh, oh-ho!" She screamed in ecstasy as he grabbed around her hip from behind, spread her almost hairless vulva and speedily rubbed her exposed clit up and down the smooth railing. "Ah, ahh, ahhh... Yes, oh, yes." she groaned as the rail became slick with her juices.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked with a grin.

"No, more? . . . More, please?" Sharon begged, breathlessly as he slowly begin stretching her tight ass hole and moments later, he urgently mounted her.

. . .

The next morning Sharon awoke to find herself in her king size bed, wrapped in black silk sheets and an old crushed red velvet spread.

*Damn, hot and alone as usual... God, how will I ever face him today* She thought as she remembered the still vivid, erotic dream.

THE END