stirrups here."
My heart started to pound even
harder as I laid back and put my feet in the metal stirrups. It seemed totally
inappropriate to be doing this in my most revealing dress with my legs spread
wide open; another rush of tingles cascaded down my body.
"Are you comfortable?"
"Yes." Was it my
imagination, or was his voice just a note huskier?
I could feel how wet I was, and
there was no way that Dr. Jeffries, as perceptive as he is, couldn't tell how
aroused I was. This was like one of my naughty fantasies coming to life—not
in a million years would I have thought that this sort of thing would actually
happen.
I watched as Dr. Jeffries tore
the plastic wrapping off of a sterilized speculum and applied lubricant to it.
"This is going to feel a
little cold." Then he slowly slid it inside of me, inch by inch.
Involuntarily, I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. I hadn't even realized how
turned on I was until he had stuck that thing inside me. It felt good. When he
began to dilate it I felt myself start to throb, hard. I only ever felt like that
when I was dripping wet, and I knew Dr. Jeffries could probably see strings of
lust dripping from my pussy.
Oh my God, I thought. This was so
wrong and inappropriate, but at the same time, it felt so incredible.
"I'm going to clean you up a
little here," Dr. Jeffries said, reaching for a wipe. This time, his voice
was definitely huskier. It was so deep, it was
practically just a rumble.
"Okay," I whispered.
When he used the wipe to clean up the lust that was dripping from me, I
involuntarily let out a gasp.
"It's all right if you're
aroused, Abby," he soothed. As reassuring and professional as he was
trying to be, the sound of his voice betrayed just how aroused he was.
My mind flashed back to my
fantasy last night, when I imagined him fucking me from behind against the exam
table. I let out another moan, unable to contain myself.
Dr. Jeffries took the sample
(which was mildly uncomfortable—he did an excellent job!), and then he
closed the speculum and slid it out. My body was heaving, and I felt hot and
clammy with sweat under my clothes. I wanted to feel it back inside me. Or
rather, I wanted to feel him inside of me.
"I'll have this sent to the
lab right away," he declared. “You may put your underwear back on.”
I swung my legs off the exam
table and stepped out onto the floor. The first thing I noticed was the bulge
in Dr. Jeffries' pants. I felt another shock of tingles run down my body. Oh my
God he was big.
I sidled up to him like a
seductress, not wanting to fight the heat that was coursing through my body. I
cupped his bulge, running my hand over him and feeling his heat through the
fabric of his pants.
"It's all right if you're
aroused, doctor," I purred, mocking him.
He looked like he was in shock
for a second , then he quickly regained his composure.
His hands were suddenly all over me, running down the small of my back,
circling the narrowness of my waist, and finally settling on my ass and
grabbing me hard, rolling my hips forward into his.
I moaned, one hand still on his
cock. Then his fingers slid down further, pulling up my skirt and grabbing two
hot handfuls of my bare flesh.
"Goddamn," he breathed.
"I love your body."
"Let's do it right here in
the office." I bit my lip as I loosened his belt, wanting all of a sudden
to feel his bare cock in my hands. I was so aroused I felt like I was about to
lose my mind.
His fingers found my slit and I
gasped again as they ran slowly down my slickness and pushed inside me.
" Oh yeah, " I
moaned deliriously, "Just like that. You want to fuck me in there, don't
you? You want to put your huge cock inside me?" My eyes locked with his.
They were blazing. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling hard, toned muscle
underneath. Nerdy or not, his body was undeniably masculine. I grabbed a
fistful of his shirt and pulled him towards the exam table as his hands started
to pull my dress up.
Just when I