Doctor's Orders
I heard of this doctor.
Quiet, like the undercurrent of a town secret but respected, nonetheless.
In hushed circles, I heard whispers of women lay claim to the magic of this doctor. I had to know.
I was more tense than I'd ever been. I had headaches and anxiety that kept me either reaching for a bottle of Tylenol or pacing holes in my new carpet.
I was losing sleep and I had deadlines tomorrow. I needed help fast.
This place was packed. Wall-to-wall women in all different shapes, sizes, and age groups. Clearly, this woman was good at what she did.
I must have been waiting thirty minutes in the lobby before the door swung open and out walked a petite woman in scrubs. Her delicate features were kissed by sunny blonde hair, tied back in a soft pony. She was beautiful. I rose to follow her through the door.
"Let's check your weight," she said. Her eyes were mesmerizing. "Is this your first visit?" She asked.
I nodded as I stepped on the scale. 135. Perfect. I'd gained five pounds of muscle weight since I started hitting the gym. I was trim, healthy but never got obsessed about the scale.
"What are you here for?" This gorgeous nurse asked, her soothing voice calming my nerves. Her name was Sheila. I liked her.
"I've been really stressed lately. Haven't been sleeping much."
"Oh!" Sheila smiled. It was a Cheshire grin like she knew.
I was in for a big, lovely surprise. Her smile was so arousing.
She led me to a door and into a room. It was dimly lit with Himalayan Salt lamps and subtle track lighting. The room smelled wonderful.
"Put this gown on, and leave it open in the front." Sheila held up a thin pink gown with white ties. "The doc will be in shortly. She will turn up the lights to get a good look at you, but she likes for you to get relaxed. That's why we keep the lights down." She smiled. "I will let the doctor know you are ready."
She glanced over her shoulder and pulled her folder close, again giving me that wild grin.
I slid out of my top and bottom. I hadn't bothered to wear underwear that day, just a light bra. I put on the gown and sat on the table, draping the sheet over my legs.
It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door.
In swept Doctor Harmony.
Exotic was an understatement. She was explosively beautiful. Her long dark, rich hair was tied up with an ornate clip resembling something from an exotic land. It had swirls, diamonds, and a strange symbol in the middle.
Her eyes were a stunning ice blue. Her features were feminine and sensual. Skin that glowed, and cheeks that were plump like her lips. She oozed sexuality. I was starting to feel wet.
She opened her mouth and out poured this sultry tone, "Tell me what's going on with you today."
"Um..." I couldn't think for a second. "I have been under a lot of stress. It's been messing with my sleep."
She smiled. "Ok, good to know. How did you hear about me?"
"I have friends at work that swear by you and my best friend...she says you changed her life."
"Did she?" The doctor asked. She pulled out stirrups and sat down on her stool. She patted the table. "Up you go," she said.
I sat down and lifted my feet. She placed them in the footholders.
"Relax," she soothed.
I felt her touch my knees very gently, spreading them apart. It was so soft and gentle; dare I say intimate.
"I'm going to touch you in some ways that are not considered mainstream practice.
This is ancient wisdom. Are you okay with that?"
I looked down to see her smiling face.
"Yeah," I said. I watched her stretch her fingers to Sheila who placed a gob of KY jelly on them. She rubbed her fingers and thumb together and began stroking the jelly on my outer pussy lips.
"Relax," she said again.
Her fingers began stroking up and down, finding their way into the folds of my inner lips, caressing, opening me. I moaned and was quickly worried that someone might hear me.
The doctor squeezed my leg. "Don't worry. The room is soundproof. I had it made that way."
"Why is that?"
"Women need to release. Really let go and stifling their sounds only adds to the problem of contraction."
Sheila came behind my head and began stroking my hair and massaging my temples. I felt the doctor's fingers slide inside me.