Nat leaned against her car and took a last nervous drag from her cigarette. With one more deep breath she walked into the physiotherapy clinic for her monthly treatment. The treatment itself was not making her nervous. In fact, it was helping her back and shoulders immensely. What was bothering her was the prospect of being up close and personal with her therapist. As in hot and bothered.
Mirian was gorgeous. Her hair, her body, her smile, were dazzling. Nat had no idea if Mirian was bi or gay at all but it didn't matter. When Miri was treating Nat, her body pressed up against her, touching her, that closeness was intoxicating. Many times Nat had finished an appointment and raced home to masturbate to multiple orgasms, all the while dreaming about having her way with Miri's body. The sexual frustration drove her nuts, and the thrill of being near her was overwhelming.
After checking in at reception, Nat was escorted to a treatment bed. The assistant pulled the curtain around and gave the now-familiar instruction for Nat to take off her blouse. She didn't need to be naked, but Mirian needed direct access to the muscles in her back and neck to properly treat her. For Nat, the sensuality of sitting there in just her bra, waiting for this gorgeous women to come and touch her, made her half crazy with lust. Her nipples were hard and she could feel unmistakable tingling and warmth between her legs.
She took another deep breath, to get control of herself. This was a medical appointment, not a gay bar, she told herself. Mirian was a professional and was almost certainly not in the business of fucking her patients. At that moment Mirian slipped through the privacy curtain and said hi. The smile, the hair, the easy way she made eye contact and small talk. Nat felt herself getting flushed, and was only too happy to lay face down to hide the visibly excited reaction to seeing her therapist.
Nat knew the routine, having been treated a half dozen times. Laying on her stomach, Mirian would work the deep tissue in her back and neck, many times top to bottom. Although Mirian talked on about the weather and the news, Nat was barely listening. She could feel Mirian's hands, her arms, pushing into her body. She was certain that when Miri got really close, she could feel her hair dragging over her back. She could smell her, that scent was so recognizable.
Although she tried hard, she couldn't keep her mind off the sensuality of the situation. This gorgeous woman, touching her, stroking her, while Nat laid there in just her bra. She was so horny it nearly hurt. All she could think of was what MIRIAN looked like in just a bra! And what she would look like without that bra, her beautiful tits bouncing in front of Nat as she unhooked from behind. Ugh. Her clit was swollen and starting to throb and she was having trouble thinking straight, as Mirian continued to dig her hands into Nat's back.
As Nat's head swam, Mirian talked on, like a good therapist passing the time with a patient in a cordial way. The next set of movements was with Nat sitting on the edge of the bed and Mirian behind her, stretching and pulling various muscles to help loosen the tightness and ensure maximum flexibility.
The final part of treatment is what Nat found nearly impossible to tolerate. She laid on her back, and Mirian hovered over her, pushing Nat's arms over her head. She got so close. Her face, her tits. They touched hip to hip; it was like being drunk, Nat's brain was in a spin of lust. One movement in particular, Miri got so close. One of her tits was touching Nat, and her face was right there, her eyes so close, her lips ....
Nat suddenly pushed herself up and kissed Miri, right on the mouth. Instantly she knew she had fucked up. Miri's eyes got big and she took two steps away. She stood there with her mouth open, staring at Nat. Nat, for her part, was horrified. WTF have I done, she thought.
"You can't do that". Miri said it firmly and sternly. "Treatment is complete, see you out front".
Nat was shaking with terror. She had fucked up bad and she knew it. She let her lust and emotions overcome her and in a moment of impulsiveness she crossed the line. She quickly dressed and walked to the front to pay. She didn't look up, didn't say anything. She just wanted to get her insurance form and get the fuck out.
As she stared at the floor waiting to get the last of the paperwork she spotted Miri walking up to her. Oh fuck, now I am going to get shit, she thought. She looked up at Miri's still-flushed face, as Miri stuck her hand out.
"Here is a card with the details of your next appointment". Nat looked as Miri's outstretched hand held a business card. Her shaking hands took it. "I don't think I should have another appoint...." Miri interrupted "the time and day are on the back".
The card said, in Miri's handwriting, "Sunday 2pm"
Nat was confused. The clinic was only open on weekdays. "But you aren't open on ..." her voice trailed off. She watched Mirian's face change from a stern glare to a smile. Mirian winked, and walked away.
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