It was a hot summer's day and Laura sat in the doctors waiting room, her long smooth brown legs crossed and her arms folded, one elegant finger tapping as she waited eagerly to see Dr Glost.
She had made the appointment because she kept experiencing a fluttering in her chest which she wanted to get checked out. She was only 23, athletic and slim, so she couldn't work out what it was and it was worrying her.
Her mind drifted off whilst she sat in the white reception area, the hard cold plastic seats up against her bare legs, and settled on a vague memory of a dream she had had the night before. She had woken up, her heart fluttering, shortly before the conclusion and whilst she couldn't remember the details, her naked limbs had been twisted up in her sheets and her delicate pussy had been hot and throbbing. It had taken her quite some time to get back to sleep, and when she had there had been flashing visions of undulating tongues and... well, Laura stopped herself there.
Whilst Laura was 23, and very attractive with golden brown eyes, full lips, pear drop full breasts, and long glossy hair, she was extremely shy and sexually very inexperienced, having never trusted the boys she met to have access to her gorgeous body. Her fingers had never crept under the band of her white cotton knickers to experience self pleasure- the thought had never occured to her to be frank and she had led a very sheltered life, only finally leaving home last month.
The receptionist suddenly called her name, starting her from her thoughts and she uncrossed her legs and went into the doctors room, knocking first and entering only at the sound of a deep, male voice ordering her to enter.
She hadn't been to the doctor for some time, not since she was much younger and she was surprised to feel her stomach drop and butterflies start at the sight of Dr Glost, sitting behind a dark mahogany desk, typing at his Mac computer. He didn't look up at her, but gestured for her to sit down, whilst he continued to type. She sat opposite him, and studied his thick brown forearms beneath his rolled up shirt sleeves, sprinkled with coarse golden hairs, veins slightly protruding in the heat of his surgery.
He was an older man, perhaps in his early 40s, with thick dark hair, a sporty physique and stern countenance. He wore a doctors lab coat, a stethoscope around his neck, shirt open at the neck, and given it was a hot day, one more button than would really be normal was open, giving Laura good view of the top of his firm hard chest, with a sprinkling of dark chest hair. Unbidden, the thought of kissing his neck sprang into her mind, sucking his long thick fingers into her wet mouth followed and her nipples tautened; there was that flutter again. Laura shook her head imperceptibly to get rid of the images.
He finished typing and looked up, fixing his green hazel eyes directly onto her pretty face, and said, "Well Miss Brown, what have you come to see me about today?"
She opened her mouth to explain her problem but suddenly lost her train of thought. She sat there with her lips slightly ajar and Dr Glost took in his patient, particularly her full soft lips, her long neck, begging to be stroked, leading down to a generous cleavage which swelled with two exquisite breasts. He coughed and moved his body forward to hide a sudden movement in his groin. "Well?" he said irritably.
She felt his stern gaze and felt the heat in her panties grow more intense. She cleared her throat, licked her lips and explained about the heart flutter.
He looked at her for some time, during which she felt the blood rushing to her clitoris, starting to swell and tighten.
Finally, Dr Glost said, "Miss Brown, I will do a physical examination. Are you comfortable for me to do this with you alone, or would you like a chaperone?"
"Nn..no", she stuttered, "that's fine."
"Ok, please take off your top and sit down on my examination table."
Laura reached down to the hem of her tight fitting vest and pulled it off her toned body in one movement, revealing the full tits that Dr Glost had been thinking about since he first dropped his eyes to her cleavage. She realised with a shock of embarrassment, that her nipples were poking through her thin white lace bra that her mother had bought her last year. She couldn't think why, since it was so hot in the room. She reassured herself he would have seen all sorts of symptoms and there was nothing to be afraid of with Dr Glost.
She turned to face him and he glanced up to glimpse sweet rose pink nipples, through the lace of her bra. He swallowed, trying to remember the professional training course they had recently sent him on to deal with young woman in a compliant fashion. Dr Glost was a red blooded man, broad shouldered and strong jawed. He knew he was attractive to women and some had made that very explicit to him on their multiple visits about something and nothing. He had taken full advantage when it was offered on a plate but here, this sweet innocent virgin, had no idea of her own sexuality, never mind his. He pushed the thought of licking those rosebuds out of his mind and tried to control his growing erection.
As she got onto the bed, she felt her heart beat faster. He towered over her, looking stony faced and intimidating. She realized there was a growing moisture between her legs, something she had never experienced before. She took a deep breath, not realising how it jutted her gorgeous full breasts up towards the doctor.
He took the stethoscope from around his neck, put it into his ears and took the cold hard metal disc and placed it on her upper chest. They stayed still for a moment whilst he listened. He realised from her increased heart rate, the flush on the chest, her pert nipples and her fast, breathy breathing that she wanted him, even if she didn't know it yet. He assessed her golden limbs, long and taut, stroking along her arms and then running his hands down her torso on the pretence of looking for further symptoms. He knew she was horny and the only thing to fix her heart flutter would be to give her the most glorious orgasm. Whilst running his strong hands up the inside of her leg and up under her skirt to her inner thigh, stopping just short at the top of her legs, he convinced himself it would be a medical procedure and that was it.
She was looking at him worriedly, biting her lower lip, not realising the effect it had on him or his hard cock. She saw him as a very attractive older man, but was too naive to even think of his cock or the effect she was having on it.
He met her gaze and said, "Miss Brown, I'm going to do a procedure on you which will fix this symptom of yours. You will have to do as I say, and you will have to trust me. Do you want me to go ahead?"
She stared into his green eyes, and felt her pussy melting. She had never felt like this before. She knew she would say yes to anything he proposed and she felt safe with him in his doctor's surgery. She nodded, her eyes not leaving his. As she did so she felt butterflies in her stomach, rushing up all over her.
"Good. Now I'm going to do a breast examination. I want you to be a good girl and stay still for me." His breath quickened as he said the words good girl and his cock hardened further. He loved the power he had over this innocent girl and he was excited to order her to do his bidding and educate her on the possibilities of her sexuality. Laura looked up at him with her big brown eyes, her lips slightly parted in a look of uncertainty and then nodded slowly giving her consent for whatever he was about to do to her.