Dr. Sue Taylor had begun her day at work like so many others have countless times, at countless locations, for countless years. There was nothing special about this day, at least as it began anyway. She arrived at work and saw her first patient as scheduled. The session went as any typical session would go, and Sue bade her patient goodbye when it was over. Everything seemed normal enough, until fifteen minutes later, when Sue received a call from her secretary regarding her previous patient.
"Dr. Taylor, I am so sorry to bother you," her receptionist apologized, "but Security wanted me to let you know there's an issue with Mona."
"What kind of an issue?" Sue inquired.
"Umm, apparently, she's taken all of her clothes off and now she's playing in the fountain." the receptionist explained. "She's saying she told you she needed to talk more, and she won't come out of the fountain unless you talk to her."
"Oh for fuck's sake!" Sue burst out. "I have another patient due in fifteen minutes. Tell them I'm on my way."
A few minutes later Sue arrived outside the front door, and sure enough - Mona - an older patient in her mid sixties, was busily splashing around in the large fountain completely devoid of her clothes. Her fairly long yet amazingly firm breasts were bouncing and swaying, as she played happily in the rather deep pool of the concrete and marble fountain.
"Oh Mona!" Sue muttered, as she made her way through the growing crowd that had gathered to gawk at the sexy senior's nude body.
By the time Sue reached the security guard who was monitoring the situation, Mona had straddled the fountain head and was letting it massage her clitoris.
"Now this is the life!" she howled, as she began to publicly masturbate in front of everyone as the jet of water continued stimulating her at the same time.
"Mona!" Sue called out. "Come out of there at once!"
"Hi Dr. Sue!" Mona hollered back. "I'm going to cum alright!"
She let out a loud, pleasurable shriek as she experienced an orgasm in front of everyone.
"Oh yes, it feels so god damned good!" she bellowed. "Oh yesss!"
A burst of laughter from the audience was followed by a round of applause, as two guards waded out to the nude woman and pulled her to her feet before leading her back to the edge of the fountain and up onto the concrete plaza.
"Mona," Sue sighed, "what is wrong with you? You can't just take your clothes off like that and then masturbate in front of everyone."
"Why not?" Mona demanded. "It felt great. It still does. I feel so free without any clothes on. You should try it, Dr. Sue."
"I don't think so." Sue replied.
"I said, you should try it!" Mona hissed.
With that, she reached out and tore Sue's blouse open. Buttons popped and flew as the deranged woman tore poor Sue's top completely off, leaving her standing there in her bra and skirt. Before Sue could react, however, Mona kneed the closest guard in the groin and kicked the other one square in the balls. Both men dropped to the ground; cupping their balls in agony, as Mona headed for Sue.
In a panic, Sue turned and fled with the sexy senior right on her tail. She didn't get too far, however. As she entered the parking lot, Sue felt a sharp tug on her bra strap and then the sensation of the sun on her breasts as Mona ripped her lacy white bra from her chest as well. This caused Sue to lose her balance, and she stumbled into one of the parked cars, giving her aggressor the opportunity to pull her skirt down.
Sue tripped and fell onto the pavement; desperately trying to crawl away as Mona pulled her skirt and panties off, leaving the poor doctor wearing nothing but her pumps. Mona then savagely tore her skirt and panties to ribbons before the two guards were finally able to arrive and take her down with a stun gun. Mona dropped like a stone and lay on her back shuddering; her generous titties jiggling like two mounds of gelatin.
"Are you okay, Dr. Taylor?" one of the guards inquired, as he helped her to her feet.
Sue looked around at the crowd of people staring at her unclothed body in shock and disbelief. Many were people that she knew, and while this was in no way her fault, it was still quite embarrassing for someone in her position. She was a respected doctor and therapist, yet here she was standing in the parking lot totally nude, except for her shoes. It was at that moment, that Sue was thankful she had decided to trim everything up down below that very morning. Her brown bush had been neatly trimmed into an attractive triangle, and her legs were freshly shaved.
"I'm fine!" she snapped. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."
With that, Sue took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and marched right past everyone and back into the building. As she reached the elevators, a boy standing next to his mother pointed at her and giggled.
"Look mom!" he said excitedly. "There's a naked lady standing there!"
"Really Larry!" she retorted. "You and your stories. One of these days-"
Her voice cut off as she spied Sue's bare body and quickly placed her hand over her son's eyes, as though it would erase what he had already seen from his mind, instead of using this as a teachable moment.
"Oh my god!" she burst out. "What a sick, disgusting pervert you are; walking around in public without any clothes on! You should be ashamed of yourself!"
"Look Lady," Sue said, with as much professionalism as she could muster in her voice, "I just had my clothes torn off in the parking lot by one of my psycho patients, and I'm really not in the mood right now to hear from some Prissy Missy, got it?!"
The woman huffed indignantly as the elevator door opened. The three departing male occupants mouths dropped open as they ogled Sue's bare body as they passed her by. She entered the car and looked at the woman.
"Are you coming?"
"I should say not!" the woman replied haughtily. "The thought of sharing an elevator with the likes of you is repulsive. I can only imagine what my therapist will have to say about all of this."
"Suit yourself." Sue sighed, as the door slid shut.
She exited the elevator on the third floor and strode deliberately to her office, doing her best to ignore the gasps and stares along the way. Sue entered her office and Daphne, her receptionist, looked up.
"Oh my god, Dr. Taylor!" Daphne burst out. "What happened?"
"Mona happened." Sue replied ruefully. "She tore all of my clothes off in the parking lot, in front of half of the people in this building. I think I encountered the other half on the way here. I suspect a lot of people are talking about all of this."
"I would tend to agree." Daphne acknowledged, trying not to stare at Sue's firm tits. "Your ten o'clock isn't here yet. Would you like me to try and find you something to wear?"
"No." Sue sighed. "It's too late for that. Look, I was born without any clothes on. I think maybe I can get through the day without any either. If my patients are offended, they can get another counselor. It's that simple. I'll be in my office."
With that, Sue retreated to her office to wait for her next appointment. She didn't have long to wait.
"Dr. Taylor," Daphne said via the intercom, "Mrs. Tate is here to see you regarding her marriage."
"Send her in." Sue responded. "Let's see how this goes."
She crossed her legs in a most professional manner and took her clipboard in her hand. The door opened and much to Sue's both surprise and amusement, it was Larry's mother. The boy was apparently waiting in the outer office; no doubt glued in fascination to yet another boring rehab show on HGTV on the large wall mounted monitor.
