I knock on the door of the smart townhouse, and it opens quickly. I don't see anyone but enter and the door is closed behind me. I turn and see you waiting for my approval. You are smartly dressed, or at least on the outside. The tight, white nurses uniform was your idea, your own suggestion, a need to dress up and take yourself out of your own identity. However, you know it remains my choice as to how we proceed, and you tilt your head as if asking for approval.
I nod, and ask you to lead me to the room we will use for our game. You walk ahead of me, the high white heels clicking on the tiles before we reach the carpet of what turns out to be the lounge. I watch carefully for signs that you have done as I asked, and it appears you have. The white nylon disappears under the hem of the tight, white PVC dress, a mock uniform that is there to turn you and me on as much as it is anything to do with the health service. Your walking reveals glimpses of stocking tops, another order met. You stop and turn, and ask me if I am ready for the check-up. I nod, and you motion me to the lounger, prepared in the middle of the room with a clean white sheet and pillow.
You approach me and ask me to take off my shoes and socks. Your hands reach out and undo my belt, sliding my chinos down to reveal my boxers, already tenting at the thought of what is to come. The shorts are quickly removed and my cock springs free, hard already and waiting for your close attention. However, you turn me round and lean me forward. Your hands roam around my firm cheeks and start to part them. I feel something warm and slippery run down between them, and your finger starts to tease insistently at my rear hole. I tense slightly, I have never had anything there but I agreed to hand over just this one part of our 'game'. You talk to me, seductively promising me the best check-up I have ever had. I need to relax you tell me and I start to as something harder probes at my hole. Slowly but surely I feel you press something between my parted cheeks, filling me completely. I cannot believe I could be stretched that much, and say so, even as it settle into place, the widest part now snugly inside my ass leaving me feeling full and oddly aroused. You turn me around and tell me its only a little one, before moving me towards the lounger. I lie down, all the time aware of the very full ass as I await your ministrations, acutely aware of your body as you come closer. The tight PVC dress strains over your breasts, nipples poking at the shiny fabric and visibly hard and aroused. You reach over and start to stroke my thighs, making me spread my legs and expose my cock and balls to you. Your hands lift and inspect my hard cock, standing it straight up before lowering it slowly down and moving back to stroking the soft flesh of my inner thigh. I am getting harder now, the almost purple head straining and beginning to leak a little pre-cum.
You reach for something behind you, and quietly but seductively tell me not to worry, this is just to help you get a better 'feel' for the problem. You cover my cock in something I can't see but feels so slick and sexy. Your hands begin to slide all over my throbbing flesh, slickly covering my balls as you slide them around. My cock is gripped in one hand and a slow wank starts, up and down, tugging at the foreskin and making me writhe and arch with pleasure. I reach out and stroke you firm ass through the tight white PVC of your skirt and you move closer to allow me better access. As you tease my cock gloriously to its full hardness I reach under the skirt and up towards your sex. Suspender straps distract me only momentarily as I reach my goal, not bothering to spend time arousing you but going straight for my goal. Your mound is bare, shaven smooth and I revel in the slickness of it, using your flowing juices to coat it and slide my fingers over and around the naked hood of your clit.