It was late evening at the chiropractor's office, and Diana was itching to get out of there. The sexual tension had been building for weeks between her and the married doctor, and it was all she could do to wait until the moment she hit the front seat of her car before she reached down to her wet, hot pussy and beat her clit into orgasm.
The doctor left one treatment room and came to stand behind her computer chair to look at the name of the next patient. Tall, dark and chiseled, his lean frame leaned over her to scroll down with the mouse and the nearness was overwhelming. She glanced down and saw his generous bulge pressed up against his pants and blushed furiously. He met her eyes and grinned, and then walked away.
It was too much. She ran upstairs to the bathroom to tease out a mini orgasm to keep her sated until her shift was over. She stood against the wall and watched herself in the mirror as she rubbed her clit and pinched her dark nipples. Her long dark hair cascaded over her full 36 DDD breasts. Her nipples were hard as rocks under her unrelenting fingers. She was so close to climax, and released her nipple to thrust three of her fingers in her dripping wet cunt. She bit her lip as a deep moan escaped her, and her pleasure tipped over the edge.
Legs shaking slightly, she pulled her lacy thong back up over her thick thighs and round ass, followed by her tight scrub pants. She took a deep breath and shook out her tousled hair, then applied a fresh coat of lipgloss.
Diana heard the doctor calling her name and quickly opened the door and ran down the stairs. The doctor was standing in the doorway of the treatment room, and he asked her to come in and help him with a patient. He didn't move out of the doorway, so she slowly slid in the room ass first, grazing against the front of his pants while glancing innocently back at him. His grin deepened, and he gave a slight thrust forward as she made her way through. They were both bright eyed and flushed as they turned around to see the patient lying face down on the treatment table.
"Diana, I need your help with Carter today." said the doctor smoothly, as he handed her his clipboard. "We're going to be doing some measurements, so I need you to take notes." He pulled out a measuring tape and asked her to jot down the dimensions of his shoulder to back, hip width, and hip to heel. Diana took a moment to admire again how long and thick the patients legs were- he was at least 6'4 and his legs were like tree trunks. His feet were easily twice the size of her petite size 5's. When he turned over, she stared at his broad chest and flat stomach underneath his fitted under armour shirt.
Diana was usually a professional at work, but there was something about Carter's body that always got her worked up. The doctor began to measure his arms and Diana admired the incredible length and thickness of his smooth, dark fingers. Her pussy began to tingle again as she imagined him sliding those fingers deep in her pussy. If those were his fingers, she could only imagine what a specimen his cock must be.
She tried to focus as the doctor recited numbers, but found herself zoning out to the image of the two men fucking her right on the table. The thought of the two black men dominating her small white body was too much to bear. The doctor had to repeat her name a few times before she snapped out of it and said, "Yes doctor, I'm so sorry. What do you need?" He eyed her for a moment before glancing at the patient Carter and back at her. She flushed again, knowing that her face was completely see through.
"I'd like to you lie on the exam table so I can demonstrate to Carter what I'm seeing in his lower back," said the doctor "and then we'll go ahead with his treatment."
Diana did as requested, lying still while the doctor pointed to a few spots in her lower back. He shifted her right hip upwards with his hand on her pelvic bone to demonstrate the improper tilt of Carters hip, but the nearness of his fingers to her pussy caused a shiver to go through her body. He felt it and tightened his grip, moving his fingers closer to her pulsing cunt. He slid his index finger lightly over the fabric that covered her pussy, while continuing to speak calmly to their patient. As he rubbed back and forth, she began to squirm and grind her pussy down into his fingers. The exam table squeaked but she didn't care, it was all so overwhelming. She ground into his fingers until she came inside her pants, and only then did she notice that the room had gone very quiet.
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"Umm, I'm so sorry, I'm not feeling very well," mumbled Diana feebly, keeping her head down as she scrambled to sit up. "I think I need to use the washroom." She felt a hand press into her upper back and fell face-first into the treatment table, cutting her lip. The taste of blood filled her mouth and her head spun, but she was aware enough to feel the back seam of her pants rip and the cool air of the room on her bare ass.
"Doctor Easton, what are you doing?!" she shouted, but she felt the wind knocked out of her when a knee dug into her middle back.
