Tom sat on the examination bed in the doctor's office, swinging his legs back and forth. It was strangely warm for a doctor's office -- in his experience they were always freezing. He was slightly nervous, not knowing what he should expect.
He was here at the behest of his parents-in-law to be. He had been with his fiance Soraya for two years now, but he'd never felt they had warmed up to him. Tom had originally thought it was the cultural difference -- him being British and her parents being Iranian. However, after a while, he figured that it was more likely the fact that Soraya's family were multi-multimillionaires who owned real estate in a dozen cities, and his father was a builder who owned a terrace house in Milton Keynes. No one was ever going to be good enough for their daughter.
He guessed that they had been waiting for the whole relationship to blow over, so when he and Soraya announced their engagement, he hadn't been surprised that her parents had reacted quite coolly. In that light, it made sense when her mother had approached him quietly a few days later at a family dinner, dressed immaculately as always.
"Well Tom, if you're going to marry our daughter, then we do want to make sure that everything is in order," she said archly. "You have to understand that we need to be sure about these things. We want to welcome you into the family, but a few points need to be cleared up first."
He'd gotten used to swallowing his pride with this woman, so he submitted to the list of checks they requested with good grace. It was all arranged through an external agency -- the background check, the lengthy pre-nup negotiations. Soraya was worth it after all -- nothing like her parents, she was quiet, charming, and beautiful.
He wasn't quite sure though where the examination today fit in. The only thing he'd been told by the agency was that he would need to go to a certain clinic in London for a health check -- and that it would be better if he didn't tell Soraya.
As he sat, lost in thought, the door popped open and the doctor arrived. She was a Middle Eastern woman with thick black hair and a friendly face. She seemed in her early forties, and was very short, with a curvy body that her white coat did nothing to hide. Tom had to admit, she was quite attractive, especially as she carried herself with so much authority.
"Welcome! I'm Doctor Madani. I see you're here for the full check up. You signed off on everything at reception right?"
"Yes! I signed something at least. So uhm, what am I actually here for?"
"Well, get undressed, and you'll find out!" she said cheerily.
Tom hesitated, but there was a steely glint in the doctor's eye that suggested it wasn't worth arguing with her. He stripped off his jeans and shirt, socks, and then finally his underwear. Standing stark naked in front of Doctor Madani, the room suddenly felt a bit cooler. He blushed as she appraised him with a glance.
Tom was happy with his body, his trim build kept well muscled by his work in construction. He knew Soraya certainly found him attractive, and loved his strength and rough hands. The only thing he was slightly self-conscious about was that he was a grower, not a shower. Hard, he was by far bigger than the average man. Soft, on the other hand, he was quite a bit smaller. His scrotum had tightened with the sudden chill of being naked, and his cock perched neatly on top. He though he noticed a small smile on the doctor's face, and he sighed.
"Well, let's get started then."
Despite his nakedness, the first part of the examination felt very normal. Breathing in and out, getting a blood test, checking his moles. The doctor's businesslike demeanour helped him to forgot that she was fully clothed, and that he was standing around with his bollocks out. It took him by surprise when she suddenly said:
"Right, that's all done. Now, I'm just going to take a look at your penis."
"Woah, what? Why's that?" he asked, crossing his hands across his crotch.
"Oh this is very standard. We need to check for sexually transmitted diseases, any other abnormalities. Can't have you bringing any nasty surprises to the marriage bed right?" she said in a matter of fact voice.
"But I haven't..." he fell silent.
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The truth was that he hadn't had sex for the last two years, ever since meeting Soraya. He'd known going in that she was very traditional in that sense - at the age of 24, she had never had sex - and that they'd need to wait for marriage. He was proud of himself for waiting -- he was sure that not every man would have been so patient. But the lack of sex, getting by on just feeling each other up, had been a struggle. Though just a few months ago there had been one incident that he still couldn't get out of his head.
They had been watching a Netflix series late at night, with her parents asleep somewhere upstairs in their massive house, and there had been a particularly erotic scene where a woman gave her boyfriend a blowjob. Soraya had been lying with her head on Tom's lap, and he noticed her become very still.
"Have you...have you got an erection?" she asked carefully.
Tom stifled a laugh. The combination of watching the scene, and Soraya's head shifting back and forth on his lap had indeed made him hard.
"Uhm...yeah sorry. Just the pressure of your head, you know."
There was a long silence.
"Can I take it in my mouth? Your...penis I mean."
The world seemed to fall quiet for Tom. He couldn't believe what he'd heard, and it had come out of absolutely nowhere, but it had been very clear. Soraya had never even seen his cock, and now she wanted to suck it? He decided he needed to act quickly, to avoid the moment slipping away.
"Sure," he said, trying to act casual, "if you want."
Soraya sat up, and he unbuckled his pants. He pulled out his cock, which was already stiffening, pointing directly upright. He knew Soraya didn't have material for comparison, but even she seemed to sense that it was big.
She stared at it for a second, the light from the TV flickering across her large dark eyes and the soft features of her face. She didn't say anything, but instead lay back down, opened her mouth, and gently, slowly, wrapped it around the head of his cock. He gasped as her soft lips softly sucked and her tongue pried around, her dark hair falling across his lap and hiding her face.
He brushed her hair aside, and moaned at the sight of her pushing his cock as far into her mouth as it would go. She gagged a little, then kept going, with a determined look in her eyes. Despite Tom's size, she was managing to get at least half of his length in her mouth, and the feeling of pushing towards her throat was incredible.
All too soon though, the sheer unexpected nature of the blowjob brought him to the edge. The fact that this woman who he'd never even seen naked was now lying with her head in his lap sucking him off was so surprising, and with the lack of sex over the last years, his endurance wasn't what it once was.
"Soraya, oh god, I'm going to cum. You'd better..." he tried to warn her.
Yet instead, she looked up at him, then pushed on. There was not much technique to what she was doing, but the feeling of being so completely inside her mouth was enough. Before he could even warn her again, he jolted with his orgasm, and felt a burst of cum shoot into the warm wetness of her mouth. Soraya gagged again, but kept up the pace, swallowing repeatedly as what felt like a river of cum spilled out of his cock. Finally, she swallowed for the last time and raised up her head, wiping her lips. She was breathing heavily.
"Wow Soraya..." He couldn't think of anything more intelligent to say. "What...where did that come from?"
