"Hi, Brenda!" I waved cheerfully towards my phone after accepting her video call, fully pretending that nothing was out of the ordinary. In truth, it wasn't ordinary in the slightest, as I was as naked as the day I was born. Brenda's shocked expression attested to that, as her hand froze in mid-greeting. Viewed strictly from a professional standpoint, I was being very inappropriate indeed.
However, if one was to take into account the undertone of our sexual chemistry, my unannounced nudity would only seem to be bordering on inappropriateness. Some would say it's a crime to let a good connection wither away unattended. A crime! But perhaps I was biased.
"It's so good of you to go out of your way and arrange this video call for me," I said, while she continued staring at me slack-jawed. My next bit of acting should have gotten me an award of some kind (if I had only thought of recording it somehow...sigh.).
I put on a confused expression, took the AirPods out of my ears, and looked at them curious as to why they weren't working. Putting them back in saying, "Check, check. Brenda?" She dropped her hand but had not yet spoken a word, her face still frozen in surprise.
Shocked expressions on a girl staring at a nude male are really quite arousing to said nude male. Brenda's blush only added to that fire of arousal in me. Eager to enhance both those expressions of hers, I put the next bit of my plan into action. I had done quite a lot of planning earlier that day, especially since I wanted my plan to not seem like a plan.
Playing up the fact that Brenda hadn't responded to my greeting yet, I imagined looking around for a different set of earphones that might work better. I put on a very thoughtful facade as I kept looking, and finally settled on a point slightly behind my phone. I was glad she kept quiet thus far, as it played right into my act. Moving towards that point meant ensuring Brenda now had a close-up view of my cock. I thoroughly enjoyed the idea of her entranced by it and idly wondered if I was leaking any pre-cum. I moved around a little, back and forth, turning one way and the other, really strutting my cock for her eyes.
I had read somewhere that a surprised mind takes in very vivid images and stores them permanently. Perhaps the image of my cock would imprint itself on her mind. Perhaps when she is fingering herself to orgasm next time, it would be this very cock that she imagines plundering her depths. Mmmm...it was a delicious thought indeed.
"Where is it?" I spoke aloud but to myself. "Check, check."
"Umm...hi," she squeaked softly. Of course, I pretended not to hear her.
"Check, check, checkity, check, check. Check the Czech Republic for checky little checks." I even did a little dance while singing the silly rhyme.
This time I heard her giggle.
"Brenda, can you hear me? Check, check." My cock was still right up in her face. I twitched my cock up and down with each 'check'.
"Haha yes, yes!"
"Are you sure you can hear me loud and clear? Let me know if not, and I'll look for my other set of earbuds," I said, remaining in the same position.
"Yes, loud and clear, sir! But sweetie?"
"Yes?"
"You're naked!" she giggled in a very schoolgirl kind of way. Again adding to my not insubstantial arousal.
I slowly moved back so she could see all of me once again and spoke in a tentative, hesitant voice, "Was I...was I not supposed to be?"
"No! Hahaha!" I could listen to her laughter for hours, I'm sure.
I awkwardly placed both my hands over my cock and said, "Oh...", which made her smile wider. It was a sympathetic smile, not a salacious one. "I'm...I'm really sorry. Erm...this is quite embarrassing, huh? Hehe," the blush on my face was real because, planned or not, I had definitely put myself in quite a situation.
"Embarrassing for you? What about MY embarrassment?" she said, still laughing. "All I could see was your...your...umm...your..." Was she incapable of saying the word?
"Cock?"
She gulped, nodded, and looked away to her right.
"Oh, hey, Brenda. I realise it was a mistake, but wouldn't it be beneficial for the session?"
She turned halfway towards her phone and asked, curious, "Beneficial?"
"Yes. That way you can see exactly how my body moves during the exercises. I'm sure a video call isn't as effective as an in-person session. So wouldn't my nudity make up for it? You'll be able to see each part of my hard, naked body moving exactly the way you direct it to." I had almost said the word 'aroused' but held back.
"I...I guess..." She turned back to face me once again, having been given permission to look.
"And I know I was embarrassed to be naked in your office earlier, but throughout this afternoon, I managed to talk myself out of that fear. Let me try this, Brenda," I said as I slowly moved my hands away from my cock.
She furrowed her brows adorably, thinking.
I brought the phone to my face and softly called out to her, "Brenda?"
Shaking her head, possibly nonplussed at the absurd situation she had once again found herself in, she sported a faint smile. "Okay sweetie. You're probably right."
"Wonderful!" I exclaimed. "You won't regret this." She smiled, almost laughing. I then placed my phone in a carefully chosen spot. I lay down on the bed and ensured my entire body filled her view. A mirror was on the other side of me, giving her a double dose of my nudity. I basked in the feeling of being naked for her. I could almost feel her gaze caressing my body, twice.
"Are you ready, sweetie?" she asked softly. I looked at her and nodded.
"The first exercise is called reverse bridge pose. Bend your knees while keeping your feet on the bed," she soldiered on in a professional tone. "Yes, just like that! Now, squeeze your buttocks to bring your hips to come in line with your knees and shoulders." As I did it successfully, I heard her exclaim in a delight that only a dedicated healthcare provider could experience. "Yes, that's it! You're a natural."
"It's only because I have the best therapist in the whole wide world," I gushed in admiration of her, and added, "Am I squeezing my buttocks enough though?"
"Aww...you're a sweetie. And yes, you are squeezing it enough. Whatever is enough to raise your thing upwards is fine," she said, then made a loud gasp at her faux pas. "I meant hips! Whatever's enough to raise your HIPS up!"
I chuckled and told her, "Hey, don't worry. I know what you meant. And by the way, I really don't mind if you looked at my cock. Say 'cock' Brenda, not thing. As I said...I am quite sure I've overcome my fear of nudity now." I then gripped my cock, pumped it a couple of times while looking at her straight in the eye, and said, "See? No fear whatsoever!"
She whispered, "Yes. Yes...I can see that...You're really brave."
Bringing the topic back to the clinical session that this was meant to be, I asked,
"Shall we get on to the next exercise? Although I don't mind if you want to look a bit longer."
Flustered and visibly shaking her thoughts away, she said, "No! I'm okay! Onto the next exercise then!"
"While still lying on your back, lift both your legs up slowly to a fifteen degree angle. Now stop there. Good job! Pause for three seconds. And now continue higher to a thirty degree angle. Stop for a while now. And higher again now to sixty. Is it fine so far, sweetie?"
I ran my hand over my thigh to assess the pain and made a smooth transition to lightly stroking the top of my cock one more time. Resting my hand on my cock, I told her "I'm ok so far. I'm not sure if it's pain I'm feeling...maybe I could describe it as being slightly tight. And hard. Does that make sense, Brenda?" I turned to look at her and continued, "Like a tension that needs to be released."
"A...a tension?" she squeaked. "Do...do...you mean in your thigh or..." She trailed off, unable to say the word yet again.
"My cock?" I asked while lowering my legs down slowly, keeping a firm grip on my cock.
She blushed furiously, nodding, staring at it.
"Nope, not my cock. I meant there was a tension in my quads," I answered casually. In contrast however, I started stroking my cock. "Of course, there is definitely some tension in here too. You're quite beautiful, you know?" She gasped, but smiled a moment later. "In a way, you're responsible for my predicament."
She gasped, then giggled. "You're quite a sweet talker, mister, but let's continue with our next exercise!" I sighed a mock dramatic sigh and let go of my cock. She giggled again.
