I was married for about five years now and we were still undecided on whether we were going to have shaver. I was sitting in the MD's way wondering if I even wanted to ask for my refill. But there was a deep closed book as to what really brought me there.

I had been seeing Dr."P"for only a year. My old doc had finally retired and I now had to get used to person new seeing my body in the most adumbrate ways.

Dr. P entered and my pulse quickened. Unlike my old doc, Dr. P was young ; my age. I actually felt self-conscious when I was naked in front of him. Sure, I had on the ever attractive paper gown, but my instinct was to put all of my clothes on and run out the doorway.

He walked in, stopped in front of me sitting on the table, and warmly looked me in the eye as he greeted me. He took my hand and gently didder it as he patted it with his other. I started to melt inside.

He stood in strawman of me and asked me how I had been doing since my lastly visit. I told him not much had changed. He placed one hand on my shoulder and told me things would be fine. There was something about Dr. P that could unwind me as quickly as he excited me. See, live on time I was here I was practically in tears. I told him everything going on at home. My husband had grown distant lately. If I wanted to go off the oral contraceptive I doubt I would get fraught anyway on business relationship of never having sex anymore. for certain, I had put on some weight. What married womanhood doesn't ? It's not like he hadn't. I didn't know what was going on. I made dinner for him. I told him how much I appreciated him. I complimented him on his nice cause he picked out for the government agency. But his once wearisome lingering kisses had now become minute call up mess as he raced out the room access. He never told me I was beautiful anymore.

Dr. P listened intently and was so genuinely empathetic. He also prescribed a mild anti-depressant. I was loth to try a new medication, but it was also the rationality I was back only three month later.

He asked me a few inquiry as he began checking my blood pressure. He placed his hands inside the nightdress and held the stethoscope to my heart. I couldn't hitch blushing. I just knew he would get wind it pounding and know how rick on I was. As he took a listen, our eyes met and I smiled shyly. Did he hear it ? He did, didn't he ? He moved the stethoscope around my chest."Take a few rich breathing time for me."As I did, I could feel his hand close to one of my tit. A few fingers grazed my nipples and I couldn't stop consonant but let out a small gasp.

He told me to lie back and undo the movement of my nightdress. My stripped bosom were fully exposed. For a moment I thought of grabbing his headway and pulling his human face to my chest of drawers. Feeling his lips on my nipples which were hard and set up. As he palpated and examined me, I couldn't help but put my hand over his deal. He stopped and looked intently at me. I squeezed his paw as it lay over one tit and in an instant my pussy quaked.

As we locked eyes, he smiled and my expression felt like it was on flaming. But then he slowly slew his hand out from under mine. I was quickly flustered. What had I done ? What was I thinking ?

But instead of completely removing his hand, he began sliding it down my body. He let his digit gently trickle down my stomach and then caressed my hip.

He reached both paw down to my rosehip and curled a finger into each side of my panties to slowly extract them all the way down. My legs then fell open and he quickly moved his body in between them. His digit crawled upward over my mortise joint, calfskin, then moved them inward to my thighs. They were on ardour. Gently, he placed two digit on my clit. I arched back and moaned. He began making tardily orbitual motility. I was so fix I thought I would cum right then. But I forced myself to entertain back just enough. I wanted this to net as long as it could. His finger's breadth then slide down until they met the wet entrance of my pussy. He could see how hot he had made me. As he slowly pushed his way inside I could get word him release a low guttural groan. I then looked at him and smiled."Yes,"I breathed."You did notice how turned on you made me."He smiled shyly back."Oh, you have no idea how many times I have thought of being inside you."I continued to stare into his eyes as he penetrated his fingers in and out of me. I clenched them so hard in my pussy I ached. I began rolling my hips upward faster to meet the pace at which he was fingering me. My head rolled back and I thought I was going to blow up. But then he suddenly took his fingerbreadth out. I snapped my pass forward to see why he stopped. Did he want to fuck me now ? Was person coming ? Did he interchange his judgement ? Did he want me to leave ?

He peered at me with his toothsome embrown eyes as he lowered his head. His hands grabbed both sides of my inside thigh, gently pushing then farther apart. No, he didn't modification his mind. His face found its way to where his fingers had just been. I felt his tongue state onto my clit. I smiled and my caput rolled back again. He licked my clit with his flattened tongue over and over. With each lick I pushed my articulatio coxae upward in speech rhythm with him. As I pushed he pressed his hands firmer into my thigh to keep me from closing them. I was reeling by this elusive act of dominance. I threw my head forward, bite my lip, and grabbed the rachis of his hair's-breadth. Watching him book me open while eating my pussy made me cum hard. I moaned out as I writhed and shuddered on the table. I kept my moans low so as not to bring attention from the staff just outside the door. He kept running his tongue along my clit but I was beyond sensitive so I started to tug back from the force he was putting on my thighs. I could tell he didn't want to ease up up so I told him straight out,"I'm cumming !"He smiled and stifled a laugh as he continued to maintain me down. Oh, he thought it was funny ! But I started to laugh too."Stop,"I said playfully. I pulled his tomentum to unfreeze his foreland from my pussy. He looked up at me, smiled, and then rested his head against my inner thigh.

I leaned back and released all of my muscles. He stood up and I could hear him unzipping his trouser. I slowly opened my eyes and watched as he began moving his eubstance on top of mine. He grabbed my tits, pushing them together, and kissed them. His glossa lingered over my mamilla. first gear one side and then the other. The sensation of the frigid air against the wetness was electrifying. He kissed between them and made his way toward my neck. His head lingered there as he positioned his pelvic arch onto mine. I could palpate his rooster against my thigh as he took ahold of it and pressed it into my tingling pussy.

My pussy was still pulsating as he filled me with his pecker. I hadn't seen it but I felt every inch until it was hitting against my cervix. I grabbed the back of his neck and stroked his hair with my fingers. His breathing spell was hot against my neck as he moaned. He slowly pulled his stopcock out and quickly pushed back inside me. Slowly out again and quickly back until he found his beat. He was stroking against my G-spot and I could feel my puss ache with a new genius. He fucked me harder and harder. My pussycat tightened around his tool, my eyes opened wide, and my principal fell back as I came again. Suddenly, he grabbed both English of the table and lifted himself off of me. He reached down to ask his cock in his deal. He slide it along my thigh as he came. I watched as his body quaked and shuddered. His eyes fluttered and his mouth panted.

I laid back on the table, breathless. He gathered some tissues and gently cleaned my thigh. I looked up at him and smiled.

We both cleaned up and got dressed. As I went to leave, he grabbed me one death time and pulled me close. He kissed me, then looked down into my eyes. He held my head in his hands and whispered,"You are so beautiful. ”