Part 3: The Optometrist Visit that rocked my world
Before I continue with the rest of the story, I will paint a picture of what Dr. Robbins and I looked like.
Me: (in case anyone cares lol) I was about 6'1, 200 lbs, medium dark skin, black hair, brown eyes, fit body but not ripped or anything. Played sports and lifted weights but also liked to eat. Just a bit above average in the cock department. Wish I could say I was slinging a monster but no complaints!
Dr. Robbins (everyone wants to know this): In her 30s, found out later she was 36. 5'5, 140ish lbs. Her bra size as I found out later was 36 DD, nice toned legs with a round ass. She was thicc without being fat. Brown hair, blue eyes. Pretty face, like really pretty without that hot model look. That has been my ideal for what I like in women ever since.
Okay, on to the story..
I got home without any incidents which was amazing because once again I was floating. I didn't want to seem overly desperate so I forced myself not to email her that night. I had to keep it together. I started thinking about how I could get her in a room with a bed or at least a couch. I figured it would make the next step a bit easier. As sexy as it was to get busy with her in the examination room, it was cramped and small and didn't really make it easy to set a sexy mood. That night I dreamed about how I was going to get with her again and she would do anything I asked her to..till I woke up hard as a rock and still as confused as ever about how I was going to move to the next step.
I woke up and without thinking too much about it, I just started typing out an email. I was done overthinking and just wanted it over with.
Dear Dr. Robbins,
I had a great time last night. I hope you did too. I also hope you had a great dinner with your friends. I think you're the most gorgeous woman I have ever met and I really hope we can see each other soon and maybe somewhere other than the clinic.
Sincerely,
Sam
I hit send and then all the doubt and panic came roaring in. Why the hell did I say all that. She will think I am a total weirdo for coming on to her that strong. Where the hell could I see her other than the clinic anyway? She was married with kids and I lived at home with my parents. I felt dumb as a brick and got ready for school. I knew if she even bothered to respond to my email, it would be a gentle rejection. More likely, she would just tell me to fuck off. I went through school with those thoughts swimming in my mind and barely paid any attention to the classes. Thankfully I was a good student and the teachers didn't seem to mind my absentmindedness. I had no way of checking if she had responded to my email so I just had to wait till I got home.
The bus ride home took forever and I raced into my room to my computer without even stopping to say hello to anyone. I think my family was used to me being a moody teenager and didn't really say anything. I booted up my computer and connected using dial-up. Jesus Christ, you guys remember dial up?? I finally logged into my hotmail account and my heart leapt with fear and I guess excitement because there was an email from her!!
I also found out that her first name was Kate! I always thought of her as Dr. Robbins or the sexy optometrist.
Dear Sam,
First, you should call me Kate. I think we are past the formal stage don't you? ;) Second, thank you for asking about my dinner with friends. I had a lovely time.
I know you had a great time! I have to say that I did also. You are a quick study and you are very..enthusiastic! I know it's wrong what we have done and I am definitely going to hell but there is something about you that I like. It also helps that you make me feel young again because my husband certainly doesn't.
I am not sure I am comfortable with meeting anywhere else to be honest. It would be too risky. Please don't tell anyone about this because that will ruin my life. I have booked you in for Wednesday at 5 pm again so we can finish up our exam finally. I will see you then.
Kate
My brain definitely exploded reading the response. It was honestly better than I ever expected. She didn't tell me off. She didn't agree with meeting me elsewhere but honestly that was a stupid idea. There were no good ways of going about doing that. Getting a hotel room may have worked but I was in high school with negative money and she was married. I was going to stop pushing that and just go with the flow.
I told my parents about my appointment and they seemed surprised that I was still going to the doctor. I explained saying that the glasses weren't a perfect fit so she wanted to make sure it was done right. They seemed to buy that and I set off to scheme some more about how I would take things to the next step. Although, looking back at it, I probably needn't have worried. She clearly liked what we did and she set up another after hours appointment. But..I was young and dumb and incredibly horny.
So, I went through scenario after scenario where I bend her over and slide inside her from behind making her moan. Or I lay her on the ground and mount her there or where she bounced on my cock cowgirl style. Needless to say, my poor cock was getting quite the workout on a daily basis. I once again stopped touching myself the day before and the day of the appointment. I wanted to be full of cum and testosterone. I knew if I popped too early, I'd be ready for round 2 soon anyway. This was of course wishful thinking because I had no idea if she would want to mess around with me or not.
That appointment couldn't come fast enough. I did everything I could do get rid of all the pent up feelings in my head. I went for hard and long runs, I did workouts till I felt exhausted. I somewhat less passionately worked on my homework and spent time with my family and friends. They could tell I was not quite all there but no one made a point of it. I think they just thought I was going through a phase.
Finally, the day arrived and I went to school like normal. One thing I finally noticed but had been happening for a week or so was that more girls were making a point of looking at me and/or talking to me. Before that I think I was just kind of invisible. I am not sure if it was the confidence or at least the slight reduction in desperation that came with the sexual experience. Either way, I didn't exactly capitalize on any of those things but I played it cool and talked to girls my age just as if they were boys. All of my sexual energy was focused on Kate! Such a sexy name! My somewhat cool response to the girls' attention actually worked out for me because they were left feeling confused about why I wasn't all over them like some of the other guys. I did end up with some fun times later with one of the girls but that's a different story.
I didn't have time to go home after school before my appointment because I had basketball practice right after school. I worked up quite the sweat so I showered off in the locker room and then caught the bus to the mall where the clinic was. I already had the condoms from last time and I figured the chocolates and flowers were appreciated so far so I went and got more chocolate and a caucus this time. I figured that was again better than flowers and easier to explain.
I was right on time at the clinic which was again locked so I knocked and waited patiently. I started getting a bit anxious when I didn't see or hear anything for a few minutes. I started thinking maybe she changed her mind when I saw her coming from the back. I swear I heard music playing as she walked towards me. She was dressed up! She had on a short black dress, maybe a couple of inches above her knees. It was thin straps and her cleavage looked absolutely delicious. I must have been mouth breathing because she cocked her eyebrows at me and asked if I planned on coming in.
I closed my mouth with an effort and walked in, getting a whiff of her perfume and my cock came roaring to life right there. It was already at half chub so it wasn't a huge difference. I tried to move my body in a way that hid it but I think it was a lost cause. I stuttered out a greeting and gave her the chocolates and placed the cactus on the reception counter.