Amber felt flushed as the sudden burst of sunlight hit her tanned skin. She hated the summer. She longed for the cold season, where she could cuddle up with a blanket and a good book all night. Fastening a loose button to her blouse, she made her way into Dr. Sanders office. As she pushed the door open she smiled politely at the receptionist who was busy shuffling through papers.
"Hello, Marie." Amber said sweetly. Marie looked up from her bustle of papers and smiled sweetly. Amber was in her last year of college. She was studying to be a dentist and she found information about an internship as dental assistants. She quickly signed up for it and was happy to find herself working for the finest dentist in her area. Not only was he a fine doctor, but he wasn't so bad on the eyes either. Dr. Sanders strolled out of his office and smiled at Amber, a bit nervously. He was always nervous around her. Amber smiled back at him. "What's up for today, Dr. Sanders?" she asked sweetly. Marie handed him a bunch of messages as he shuffled through them and then tossed them in a nearby trash bin.
"Oh not too busy today," he said happily. Amber caught Dr. Sanders scanning her body with his eyes. It seemed to be a daily ritual with him. She knew why he was always so nervous around her. It wasn't the first time a man felt that way about her. She was 5'10, with a long and slim body. Her legs were thin and slid all the way down to her small petite feet. Her breasts were large and always pressed nicely against her tight white uniform. Her long fire red hair flowed down her shoulders and spilled down her back in waves of fire. Her lips were always glossed with thick red lipstick. Her slender face seemed to be carved out of marble it was so perfect. Her cat like green eyes watched Dr. Sanders as he realized he was staring and quickly looked away. She only smiled deviously and followed him into his office.
The day went by extremely fast. Amber caught Dr. Sanders staring at her through out the day. He even fumbled up with a few patients, letting his tools slip from his hands. Amber found it a bit humorous, a 36 year old man lusting after a 20 year old. Amber didn't want to fool herself though, she was extremely attracted to Dr. Sanders. He had a dark look to him, and yet he was so shy. Amber knew that Dr. Sanders would be a sure thing, but what she didn't know if he was able to handle her. Feeling anxious, she approached him at the end of the day and gave him one of her devilish smiles.
"I'm having so many problems with this one paper I have to write. I really think that you would be able to help me. Are you busy tonight?" she asked him. Dr. Sanders was surprised at her question. His forced a nervous smile as his hands shook. He rubbed the back of his neck, feeling the perspiration drip down.
"Um. Sure I'm free. I'd be glad to help. Where should we meet?" he asked.
"Right here is fine. I'll wait for you outside the office at 8 o'clock," she said slyly. Dr. Sanders nodded his head and walked out the door, looking back at her.
"See ya then," he managed to say.
Amber placed the spare key that Marie had secretly given her in her purse. She slammed the door on her sleek sports car and made her way towards the office building. She glanced at her watch in the murky darkness that was only lit up by a few street lights. It was exactly 7:30...she had enough time to set up for him until he came. Thank God she had this spare key. Marie had given it to her for emergencies, but she had failed to tell Dr. Sanders about it. Amber smiled as she grabbed her bag and made her way inside.
Dr. Sanders felt his hands shake as he stepped out of his car. He glanced to the right of him and saw her car waiting there already. The reality of the situation made him gulp back for air. He had always been an outgoing guy, but when it came to Amber, he could barely get a word out. Ever since she came into his office for the first time he had lusted after her. He would go home and jerk off thinking about what it would be like to have his hard cock thrust deeply inside her wet cunt. Dr. Sanders felt his hard cock press against the fabric in his pants just thinking about it. He tried to shake his thoughts from his head. All she wanted was help with her paper, and that's the only help he would give her.
Dr. Sanders paced up and down the hallway to his office door. Where was she? She said she would be waiting out here. The dark hallway started to make him nervous, so he decided to go into his office and wait for her there, where he could turn the lights on. He fumbled for his key and quickly grasped it with his fingers. He unlocked the door and stepped inside. His eyes immediately focused on the candle light in the corner of the office. He glanced around, but found no one.