It was a warm summers day in the sleepy Yorkshire village of Emmerdale. Despite its picture postcard image, the village was a real hot spot for all kinds of sexual behaviour. It housed Gays, Lesbians, Fetish and Wife Swapping couples, oh and of course straight sex, between men and women. If looks could deceive, this village was a master of deception.
Yet in village with so much sex, Tracy Metcalfe, one of the villages most beautiful and sexy ladies, was not getting any.
Tracy had a checkered sexual history. A performer in soft porn movies, she moved onto a sex chat line, before moving to Emmerdale and eventually marrying the village hunk, David Metcalfe. The marriage had ended when he cheated with his ex. A brief reunion had resulted in a pregnancy, which Tracy had terminated. She was now single and very very horny.
"Hi Tracy, how are things?" Asked Priya Sharma, the stunning Anglo-Indian girl whose family ran the local confectionery factory.
"Oh you know, all alone and desperate for a shag," replied Tracy.
The girls had David in common, he was the father of Priya's daughter, Amber. "Join the club, haven't had one for ages either," said Priya.
"Trouble is all the available men are either too old, taken or just too weird to contemplate shagging." Said Tracy.
Priya said, "I saw that nice Dr.Cavanagh yesterday, now he is fit, wouldn't mind him giving me a really good all over examination."
Tracy laughed and said "sorry, must dash," and hurried home to the house she shared with Vanessa the vet, who was her half sister.
The mention of the handsome doctor has set her mind racing. His ex partner, Maya was now fucking her husband David. So perhaps the doctor was just as single and just as horny as her. It would be sweet payback for both of them. Tracy started planning.
"Good morning, it's Tracy Metcalfe, I would like to book an appointment with Dr.Cavanagh please," said Tracy into her mobile phone.
The receptionist replied, "what's the problem Mrs. Metcalfe?"
Tracy thought quickly, "It's of a really personal nature, I don't want to discuss it over the phone," she said.
The receptionist said, "I will put you on hold for a moment." Tracy started to listen to the inane Muzak repeated over and over."
"Sorry to have kept you, I can get you to see Dr.Cavanagh on Wednesday, it will be late though, 6.30, it will be his last appointment," the receptionist said.
That was perfect Tracy thought, "That's fine, see you then," she replied.
Part one of the plan had worked to perfection, part two, would be implemented on Wednesday.
On the Tuesday, Tracy had a bit of a shopping spree in Hotten. A nice dress, easily removable and a really sexy black bra and panty set, sexy enough to tempt any man, especially an available hunky doctor, she thought.
On Wednesday afternoon Tracy luxuriated in a lovely warm bath, with special oils, that made her skin so smooth. As she stepped out of the bath she glimpsed at her reflection in the full length mirror.
In her late twenties, she was a very attractive woman. Blonde hair, a pretty rather than beautiful face. Her lips, a little on the thin side, but quite capable of giving incredible kisses and other things. Her breasts were full and stood proud, the nipples, a great source of pleasure to her, were long and a deep pink and incredibly sensitive . Her hips were larger than she would have wanted, but they were inherited. The triangle of pubic hair, betrayed that fact that her blonde hair wasn't natural. Again her legs were shapely, but on the short side. Overall, Tracy was pleased with her appearance and began to prepare for the seduction she had in mind.
She took her feminine clippers and clipped the rather long and straggly pubic hair, to a hardly visible stubble, not happy, she took a razor and soap and shaved it all off, until she was as bald as a baby.
"Hope he's not a pube man," she said to herself.
She slipped on the skimpy panties, black against her very pale skin. She enclosed her breasts in the bra and looked admiringly in the mirror as she added the final touch, black hold up stockings, enough to drive any man wild.
She ordered a taxi and waited with anticipation on what the next couple of hours might bring.