Chapter 2 - A Real Treatment
I met Sandi for lunch and she lost no time filling me in with all the details. She was positive that I would be successful since she had seen a lot of large-breasted women undergoing treatment.
I was still a bit curious as to why, and was astounded to learn that this practice was strictly for life-style women and some men.
Okay, I was now hooked so Sandi set me up for an appointment and promised to go with me.
The Centre was in a beautiful home in a very nice part of town. After we signed in, we were ushered into a very pretty room with several comfortable chairs, an ornate wardrobe, and what looked like twin-size canopy beds swathed in white, gauzy fabric. A very pretty redhead with a clipboard walked in, greeted Sandi warmly, squeezing her breasts, and hugged me.
"I'm so glad you are here! Sandi's told me about your experience and how you want to surprise your lover!" she said.
"If you are not shy...."
At this, Sandi and I giggled.
"Sorry, why would I think that?" she smiled. "You can watch Sandi receiving a treatment. My name is Dorian."
"Sounds good," I said, still a little puzzled and nervous. I backed up until my knees felt the nearest chair and sat down, trying to look like I did this every day.
Sandi was already stripping down and in a few minutes was nude. She walked to the wardrobe and took out a short robe, then opened the curtains to one of the beds. It was not a twin bed - it was a medical exam table, complete with a raised head, stirrups, and a few other attachments I had never seen.
Sandi was positioning herself on the table in the classic mode - a leg in each stirrup and her pussy at the edge of the table. My curiosity about the table won over and I moved to sit in a hard-back chair closer to the action.
Dorian made what seemed to be some adjustments in Sandi's position, then pulled open a curtain near the back of the table. Several shelves were filled with boxes, each labeled with a number. She consulted her clipboard and removed one of the boxes.
"How are you flowing?" she asked Sandi, starting to examine her breasts. She performed the same gentle finger movements that Bob had used and soon Sandi's nipples were wet and shiny.