Quench My Desire

One thing leads to another

"Michael what are you doing now?"

Michael has been in the bathroom for ever and he said he was going to be "doctor jackson". Why am I letting him do this?....awe yeah I told him I would let him if he helped me to the bathroom.

It's because of him that I'm so sore and because of me for wanting him and letting him do this. But it was so worth it in the end.

Or should I say in the beginning because my kitty cake still hurts and it's 2:35p.m.

"What the fuck.....ahahahahahah Mike what the hell do you have on!?"

Michael walked out of the bathroom with a "doctors mask" that covers his nose, mouth, and chin. He had on the yellow gloves that you use in the kitchen when cleaning, a long white robe and...wait is that a shaver?

"Babe what are you doing?"

"Don't worry. I'm being the doctor now. You shouldn't be worried, we're going to find out what's wrong with Mikey jr's kitty cake."

"Okaaaay" I'm so unsure if I really want to let him do this. This is weird scary.

"Open up"

"This is ridiculous"

"Open up so I can see the problem"

"This is so embarrassing Michael"

"C'mon baby girl I seen it already and tasted it so there nothing to be embarrassed about"

I covered my face from embarrassment as I opened my legs. I moved my hands from my face and looked down to see Michael all in my kitty cake.... he is really in it like his face is all in her face like dang.

"Michael it's hurting again. Can I please close my legs?"

"Hold on baby, I see the problem"

"Well?"

"It seems that she is really red, red as an apple as a matter of, or maybe even redder"

"Michaelll"i whined

"She's also swollen. I'll stick a finger in and you tell me if it hurts or feels good ok?"

"Ok" he slowly stuck his finger in me. It hurts a little but then it doesn't.

"It only hurted when you first stuck it in."

"Hmmm.. I figured"

"So what do we do?"

"When we have sex later on, I'll be gentle,that should work"

"Nuh-uh no Michael."

"What? why not?"

"Look between my legs, there's your explanation"

"Well she is telling me something totally different."

"Give me better advice and maybe we can still let Mikey jr have his desert"

"Ice"

"Ice? hmm... that not a bad idea"

"I'll go get ice you stay put"

"You act like I'm going to run somewhere. I can barely move without it hurting."

"Babe.." I know he's laughing. He is holding back his laughter, he think this is funny.

"Michael that's not funny."

"I'm not laughing."

"I see you trying to hold back your laughs Michael. ugh just go get the dam ice"

"Ok ok ok stop cursing."

"Michaelll" I said annoyed.

"Ok ok I'm going."

**ten o'clock that night **

We are in the living room sitting on the couch watching 'Mrs. Doubtfire', and Michael's phone starts ringing.

"Hello"

I can barely hear what the other person is saying so I just listen to Michael to figure out what he's talking about.

"Yes. I wrote a song yesterday night, why?"

"Awe well I got inspired. I'll come by the studio tomorrow."

"Mhm...ok...ok..yes...ok..bye"

"Michael who's that?"

"Frank"

"Awe, well I'm going to get in the shower, then I'm going to bed"

"May I join?"

"You sure can"

"Ok"

"Not. Goodnight Michael"

"Ahh that's cold but goodnight baby. Give me kisses"

"That, you can get"

I bent down and kissed him passionately. This man is trying to seduce me, nope, I don't think so

"No Michael no kitty cake for you or Mikey jr. Goodnight love."

"But"

"No buts goodnight. I think you need to take care of Mikey jr because he got excited....again"

"Baby please?"

"Flattery will get you no were babe. Maybe another time"

"Fine, cold shower it is. You'll pay for this baby girl"

"I bet I will. Love you and goodnight"

"Night. I'll be in bed waiting for you"

"Mkay don't wait up"

"Oh trust me baby, I will"