"Lucille?  Get Dave Smith on the phone for me, will you, please?"

"Certainly, doctor, right away."  Lucille released the intercom button and smiled.  Lucille and Dr. Reynolds had been lover's since she started working for him, three years ago.  She knew his perversions, loved him for them and, she knew that he had discovered the porn site that she, herself, had seen just the other day.

Hydra Reynolds leaned back in his chair, idly stroking himself while watching the latest Dave Smith video on his computer.  Lucille was quick with the phone connection and Hydra picked up his extension.

"Dave, I'm so glad I was able to get a hold of you.  I know you're a busy man, so I'll get right to the point.  I was going over some of my records the other day and I noticed an anomaly in your blood tests.  Nothing to worry about, but I think it prudent if you and Maribel could come in for a quick check...say, tomorrow around noon?

"Doc, my last visit was over eight months ago!"

On the computer screen, Dave had just kneeled between Maribel's legs and leaned forward to start cleaning up the remnants of her most recent lover.

Hydra jerked, "Oh, my gawd...."

"What?  What did you say, doc?"

Focusing on the telephone, Hydra figured, to hell with it. Aloud he said, "Dave, I've seen your films and unless you want to face some serious consequences....get youself and your wife's beautiful **** in here...tomorrow...at noon!  Are we clear, Dave?"

Dave hesitated and in a meek, cuckold voice said, "Yes, Doc...whatever you want.  We'll be there."