Thank you Wingedangle for editing.
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If there is one thing I really hate, it is going to the dentist. I hate having my teeth scraped, and buffed with all those sharp instruments, especially how time consuming it is. The funny thing is, Bev, my wife, is my dental hygienist.
Bev found a way to make my appointments pleasurable, as well as never leaving that dental office discontented. Let me tell you what occurred that changed my opinion, of the torture chamber we call the dental office.
After listening to me complain countless times, about how much work I miss just to go to her job, Bev made me a deal. Her boss had agreed to let her have a set of keys so she could open the office early and get my teeth done. We would go in long before I had to be at work, she would clean my teeth, take the x-rays, and I would be out, in time to get to my own job. I reluctantly agreed to this, even though that meant a much earlier wake up then I would prefer.
On the morning of my appointment Bev woke me with a soft kiss, "Time to get up sweetie, big day for you."
I grunted as I opened my eyes. Yeah big day, let's get tortured bright and early. This sucks!
It wasn't long before we were on the road. I followed her in my truck as I listened to loud music to derail my brain from thinking about sitting on that uncomfortable, hard, sterile chair. Oh, how much better it would have been to wake up early for a good morning sex session, I would have no problem waking up to that. I mean, just imagine waking up with your wife climbing on top of you and sliding your morning wood deep inside her pussy, yeah, that would be fun! Or, if she wanted my mouth to be used, she could have woken me with her sweet pussy on my lips too. I could eat her for hours and not care if I was late for work!
But no, here I was, up bright and early to get my teeth scraped.
We pulled into the office parking lot and she smiled to me as she headed to the door, keys in hand. Yeah, smile Bev, smile over beating on my mouth so early in the morning! I'll make you smile; I'll bend you over the hood of your car and fuck you like a whore.
So, I followed her inside and watched as she turned on all the lights and fired up the computers. She told me to follow her down the hall to the hygiene room, and as she skipped before me I couldn't help thinking how much I wanted to rip those clothes off her at that moment. Just to take her hard and fast, let her feel my frustrations.
She gave me a little smile and extended her arm to point at the chair, with slight reluctance I headed toward it.
She smacked my ass as I passed by her, "Attaboy!"
Don't make me have to bend you over Bev... I'll give you a spanking you'll never forget.
Keeping my comments to myself I sat and stretched out on the chair. I watched her as she busied herself with preparing her tools that she would brutalize me with.
I couldn't resist taking in the view; people say that scrubs don't make a woman look appealing, but I have to disagree. The way her top barely reached her waistline, giving you a perfect view of her heart shaped ass. The purple scrubs shaped her body nicely; it was neither loose nor tight. She was so sexy! When she sat on her little stool and faced me. The V-neck part of her scrubs allowed me to see the heart pendent I gave her on our fifth anniversary; I couldn't help, but think of how happy I would be to kiss that heart and work my way down to her ample tits.
I could feel myself growing rigid as I thought about taking her right here and now, taking her as she sat in that chair. Ripping the scrubs from her body and caressing her.
She broke me from my dirty mind with her soft voice, "You ready?"