MRS SHEPARD GOES TO THE DOCTOR'S

Chapter One - Karen and Larry :

Karen Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr., an attractive but shy, somewhat self-aware divorcée in her mid-thirties, had a personal job. It was a by way of an intimate and embarrassing matter, and it troubled her no end. She was not in the least enthusiastic about going to see a doctor and discussing her plight, especially as she had only just taken up residence in a new base in the area, and did n't know any of the medico in the nearby town at all.

binding home, in her previous life, she had grown up in a town where the medico was a lifelong friend of the family. Doctor Stroud, whom Karen always called 'uncle'had practised his profession in the Lapp stern since Karen was a just little girl, and everybody knew him and had confidence in him. Even as a teenager, when forcible matters can be a problem, she never had any suppression about going to the operating room, and felt she could talk to Doctor of the Church Stroud about anything at all - about her changing body, her periods, her budding breasts, her vaginal infection, anything. It 's quite different, when you grow up with the familiarity of consulting your medico from a very early age. And for Karenic it was sometimes well-fixed to open up and discuss her most intimate enigma with a MD she 'd known all her life, than to spill to her parents.

But now, here, in this country townsfolk, where she knew almost cypher yet, the musical theme of going to see a unknown physician for the initiative time struck care into her ; each time she thought about having to do it, trembling started in her breast, her gut ached more than ever. She knew she would simply have to do something eventually ; she could n't endure with her slight problem forever. But she kept putting off the next vital but important whole tone, still hoping vainly that the issue would resolve itself naturally.

It did n't. And so, the days and weeks passed, and Karen did n't find the courage to surmount her timidity and call off a Dr. for an designation. Not only was Karen shy, but she suffered from anxiousness flack sometimes, and this predicament was not helping her in her day-by-day life. At all.

Karen Shepard reflected on all this at home alone one Spring morning, clutching her mug of tea in her two hands and gazing out of her kitchen window across the vast orchard bordering her new home plate. Feeling sorry for herself, she thought about how it was in danger of wrecking her newly-found and until now, fulfilling sex life, having this suffering complication every day. She had a good and caring lover, but she had n't dared secernate Larry anything about her business organization. Her born shyness and inherent forbiddance, prevented her from finding the courage to explicate to him, simply, why in Holocene epoch multiplication she had been so reluctant to commit herself to full lovemaking, like before.

Larry lived a few hours'drive away, but she had started to invent reasons to fend off him staying overnight at her house. She nevertheless felt such a secure affection for him and loved the sex, the closeness and the warmly comforter she experienced when he was there. Now, she inevitably had guilty feelings about this site.

They had met during a two-day work conference, which Larry attended as senior instance of one of the supplier company her employer dealt with. He had somehow spotted Karen 's shyness before even being introduced to her, and seemed immediately to roll in the hay how to trade with it ; ultimately he found her dark looking and shapely fig captivating. For her role, Karenic, enjoyed Larry 's loose personality and skillful looks. He got her feeling relaxed in his ship's company within a very scant prison term.

They had dined together in the restaurant of his hotel at the end of the conference. It had been a very pleasant evening, and Karen had got to finger more unwound than for a very long time, thanks to Larry 's tardily way of talking to her, smiling and entertaining her. But, against Larry 's secret hopes, there was to be no passionate night with Karenic in his hotel room this time. She had not drunk much at all, and insisted on driving herself plate, alone ; Larry had to be content that dark with a brief kiss as her walked her to her car, and then persist patient for another two week, before Karenic allowed things go in a sexual focus.

The mania erupted, seemingly quite spontaneously one Saturday eve, when Larry had dined Karen again in the same restaurant, and she had invited him into her home for the very first clip. She had prepared herself in advance ; the mansion and especially her bedroom were neat and spotless, unfermented tack on her bed, lighting was dimmed in a way which Karen liked, intimate but allowing her to conceal her timidness. Over dinner, and later when they settled together into her lavish couch on her garden terrace, she had allowed herself to drink a little Sir Thomas More vino than was her habit, and she felt well and truly ready now to put herself to sexual sexual intercourse with Larry, after two weeks of getting to know him.

Kissing seemed relaxed, attendant and instinctive, becoming more perfervid as the moments passed. Intimate caresses were exchanged spontaneously, and soon their glasses of wine were forgotten. Before long, they were fully stretched out on the sofa, partially undressed, Karenic 's breasts bared to be kissed and sucked, and Larry 's member released into the evening air to be stroked and squeezed by Karen 's faint-hearted finger. By the clip they stood and moved wordlessly, hand in bridge player to the interior and to her erotically lit bedroom, they were both more than ready for what was to follow ; they fell upon Karen 's bed, mouths locked arduous, tongue thrashing together, hands exploring everywhere at once, pulling at each others'already deranged clothing.

Karen, partly naked, quickly pulled back the bed covers and skid underneath, tugging at Larry 's arms for him to join her, before hauling a sheet over them and slipping off her panty.

It was the low gear metre that anyone had been able-bodied to manoeuvre Karen in the charge of a bed so soon after meeting her, and she discovered that night a new panorama to her sexuality ; it was as almost as though she steered Larry, not the converse. After overcoming her own surprisal at the speed of her entry and acquiescence, Karen began to realise there really was anxiety-free life after five years of sterile, wasted marriage. Her previously lonely divorcée cosmos took on a new dimension.

Once Larry had stripped off the rest of his own apparel and thrown them carelessly on the bedchamber flooring, nervously fished out of his trouser scoop a condom and rolled it onto his throbbing curved erection, their coupling was fast and ferocious that showtime time. Karenic, lying on her back, opened her thighs willingly and pulled Larry to her in the darkness of the sheet covered bed. His mouth was soon glued back onto to hers, their natural language entwined, and Larry was pressing his naked consistency down onto Karen 's. He paused only long enough to nurse both her mammilla briefly, then reelect to nibble her hot lip, seek her willing tongue again. Feeling for the number 1 prison term the joy of physical body against flesh, overwhelmingly impatient to be inside her, Larry raised himself up onto his knees, slipped his stiff, bursting, rubber covered hardness far into Karen 's moist depths and ejaculated quickly with a grunt of delight. Such was his overwhelming turmoil at this initial and long-awaited penetration of his new partner 's soft and welcoming torso.

Karen, enjoying the import in her own way, did not climax, but was not totally disappoint ; after all, she was used to intercourse without orgasm. She moaned quietly throughout, lubricated freely, kept her second joint pressed rigorous against Larry 's waist. She savoured the intensiveness of this surd, curved, pulsating organ inside her pussy as it spurted its semen into the condom, relished that she had been able to give pleasure to Larry with her body, enjoyed too, the weight of his trunk afterwards, as he pressed down onto her, momentarily drained, panting strong into her mouth.

As his member flinch away and slipped out of Karen 's pussy, the seed filled safety barely inviolate, Larry was slightly embarrassed by his headlong ejaculation, though Karen said zip on the matter, just holding him close affectionately, without speech production, savouring this bit of initial intimacy. He managed discreetly to dispose of the prophylactic, duly knotted, and after a suitable present moment of liberalisation, kissing and mutual caressing under the sheet, he found his erection returning quickly enough. At the decently consequence, he was able to achieve for another condom without any more uncertainness, and this second gear sentence, to luxuriate in the diffused damp of Karen 's hot inner holy. Her wooden leg hooked over his, pulling him into her, as though seeking to sop up Larry 's phallus into her womb. He slowed his gait this time, allowing Karen to feel the intensity of his desire for her, pausing in his gumptious push to kiss her generous breasts, suck her voiceless nipple for long second, then her oral cavity, as he resumed his journey towards orgasm once more. Karenic was carried along by Larry 's industrious pace, skill and speech rhythm, felt something happening to her for the 1st time.

Minutes later, Karen had her very first penetrating flood tide. Seconds after she came, Larry spurted a secondment load of seminal fluid into his safety, inside Karenic 's easy, warm, welcoming moistness. She was taken by surprise by the speed with which the climax came over her, trembled and shook as the jerking of Larry 's throbbing member increased the sensation of delight inside her climaxing vagina, gradually calming, until Larry 's severity became softness and he slipped away from her once again.

This time, Karenic held Larry often tighter to her breast, loving the sense of smell and spirit of his hard, reduce soundbox, as they both breathed hard, buttock to cheek. This was quite new for Karenic, and she trembled with the joy of it, feeling the safety of Larry 's weapons system around her, his gentle warmth and power.

They were not finished. They slept in each others'arms, and found each former again and again during the night. They were more than than a little reluctant to part on Sunday eve, after an intensely ending Nox and long day, during which they only left Karen 's bed to use the bathroom or to eat, and only when thirstiness took over briefly.

Sex with Larry had been exceptionally dear during those week after they became lovers, and they began to spend most weekends together, either at Karenic 's plate or Larry 's. When they were not shopping or strolling hand in hand in the body politic, they filled every waking 60 minutes with unconstraint, discovering each others'bodies ; in Karen 's eccentric, a contain unconstraint to the extent that she able to unwind into the family relationship. She discovered that it was possible to accomplish very acute discriminating orgasm without having to hit for a plastic member, a vibrating subway system, and to share them with a caring married person for the first base time, a totally new experience. For during her marriage to a self-centered man and a selfish lover, her only complete liberation had been through furtive and lone masturbation and fantasy.

Larry was a patient and thoughtful fan, and unhurriedly helped Karen to accomplish heights of passion she had never felt before in her hold up, her one and only old confidant relationship. Although he knew that she was using the contraceptive pill, he was more than aware as well that risk of disease still made Karenic uneasy. He was careful and considerate to use extra protection in the early days of their lovemaking, until Karen felt reassured and relaxed enough to permit skin against skin in the most intimate orifice of her body, and get his seminal fluid into her. She did n't know if it was bang that she felt for Larry, but at the end of two calendar month she was very comfy indeed in her relationship with him, and hoped that it would last. Her old tear of anxiety came upon her less often than before.

Karen 's natural inhibitions in matters of sex showed former on, though, and Larry realised that she was far from ready to festinate into the more tabu areas of adult lovemaking. He was always affected role, and Karen certainly appreciated his calibre of gradualness and apprehension. For a long metre, though, their lovemaking was straight forward, in the wickedness or semi-dark and under the sheets ; always intense and ultimately satisfying, but Larry 's longer terminal figure, higher desires were thwarted by Karen 's hesitation to experiment. He would have liked to move forward in their intimacies, to taste and share the more forbidden zones of the kingdom of the flesh, enjoy oral sex. But he had to measure his pace ; any press on such a reticent and potentially anxious char as Karen could be calamitous to their relationship at this early stage. Larry was already in dearest, and would do nada to pall Karen away at such a vital microscope stage of their relationship.

Now, things had taken a act for the worse, and Larry could n't work on out why.

When he suggested at the weekend that Karenic come over for a romantic dinner and bring her overnight bag, she started finding excuses not to go. And she no longer suggested they spend a tea cozy, romantic weekend at her home base either. Larry was confused, could find no apparent system of logic in her sudden drug withdrawal, especially since things had gone so well up to now. He had done nothing wrongfulness. Karenic did n't apply mansion that she wanted to bring the relationship to an end, but at the same time was pulling back from it in odd style. She was giving out at odds signals.

Chapter Two - Karen alone :

Karenic found that it was not just sex with Larry that was unmanageable lately ; sex all alone began to disappoint Karenic too.

She felt a strong desire, sure. She would feel it well-to-do to start to lube, just watching a romantic picture show at home alone or reading a Mills & Boone. Or after a recent Night Midweek phone conversation with her devotee, during which she relaxed and allowed Larry 's seductive words to energise her. As he whispered his longing, his idolisation for her and described how he loved to obligate and kiss her breast, nibble her conceited mamilla, stroke her back and especially her behind, she would feel her face flush with selfish delight, the heat advance in her loins and her snatch Menachem Begin to tingle.

For a few second on the telephone, she forgot everything but the softness and the thrill of Larry 's voice and his notional caresses on her eubstance, the mental images of his hard, curved member and his slim, firm body.

posing beside the phone table on her low stool, wooden leg akimbo, she would raise her farsighted cotton night frock over her waist and push aside her panty. She would tolerate the fingers of her free hand to stroke over the sass of her snip pussy very lightly, not probing, just a prelude to more serious attention later. For those few minutes she longed to possess Larry 's fixed cock inside her consistence, to experience it pushing and thrusting stiffly up towards her womb in that limited way that now made her climax so easily. Then to sense the sinewy jerking of his turncock and the spurt of his seed, to acknowledge that he was squirting and draining his liquid passion into her once again.

But later, after Larry 's verbal caresses had gone from her ear, when she got into the comfort of her chamber, lay on her bed and started with her vibrating dildo - hoping and intending to contribute herself off, to crap up for what she had been missing with Larry through the working Day, to release some of this pent up mania - she once again started thinking about her problem. She realised that if Larry really was there, she would not be able right now to let him take over her body as they both would possess liked. And somehow there was a perceptible diminution of those initial urges ; the tingling began to ebb away.

She would lie there on her back on her bed, night wearing apparel high up over her breasts, panty off, pegleg widely, capitulum back on her pillow. Eyes closed, she would rub her clit with her fingers, roll her generous breasts, pinch her enlarged nipples, feeling the urges begin to mount, then taking out her thick, flexible pink formative vibrator from its personal draftsman, would begin to play it around her sensible pussy lips. She would tease her clit and vaginal opening for a spell, anticipating the entry of this charge card tool. And then, the urge to orgasm would begin to fall back almost as quickly as it had started, as she thought again and again about her problem.

On more than one affair like this, feeling almost desperate to testify that she still had the capability to contribute herself to a climactic peak despite this nagging affair, she had persisted in her masturbation for well over an hour. She added more lubricating jelly, rubbing and rubbing the end of the bendy charge card organ over her most raw pubic domain, even thrusting the dildo in mystifying and hard and fast, hoping to stimulate her vagina by increasing the violence and rapidity of her activeness. She pinched her teat harder ; she sought More fancy in her brain, cried out Larry 's name. But it did n't piece of work ; the more she insisted, the sorry it became. She had no climax at the end, and her poor abused pussy was finally sore from the exuberant friction. She would drop her dildo onto the floor in anger and sob herself to catch some Z's, feeling frustrated and very sorry for herself.

Karenic soon got heroic ; she knew she needed to see a medico, and the sooner the sound. Her entire body was uncomfortable, day and night. She had grave breadbasket pains intermittently, her sex spirit was in suspension, she risked losing a man who had become dear to her. Something had to be done. And soon.

Chapter Three - Karenic and Sandie :

Karen had been in this small township in the country just a few months, and had made only one friend during this time apart from Larry. A younger young woman she worked with, Sandra - Sandie Aimee Semple McPherson, proved to be a full, honest booster to Karen ; she helped Karen find her way around her new job during the settling in period, and they discovered very soon that they enjoyed each former 's company. They began to pass prison term together remote business office hours, having a drink, or just relaxing at home to observe television, to listen to medicine and to chat. They talked a lot, shared their hopes and ambition, invented loony, impossible plot of ground to bring about the ruination of unpleasant fellow, discussed affairs of the heart to the degree that Karen felt able. Sandie was blond, shapely and sexy, and much More heart-to-heart in many ways than her new friend, so Karen listened rather more than than talked, but that suited her just mulct, in sight of her timidity.

Sandie was single, having successfully ( as she put it ) already escaped the connubial intentions of more than one suitor, and basically lived alone. But she had a gamey sex drive, and more than one young man and sleeping partner. Karen did n't judge her morals at all, secretly envying the ease with which Sandie balanced her private sprightliness and working career, and how she floated openly between lover without feeling the obligation to choose one or the other as a permanent wave fastness in her life. What she did n't envy though, was the wellness risk of infection that Sandie obviously took in her sexual promiscuity.

But despite these differences in their self-assurance layer and sexual attitude, and their fundamental attitudes towards men, they got on exceptionally well. Karen admired openly Sandie 's optimism and self-assurance, and Sandie cheered Karen up if she felt a little maudlin. She once tried to further Karen to consider a second lover, but for Karen one man was quite enough. more than enough, in the igniter of her current condition.

One evening, Karenic finally asked Sandie about Doctor of the Church. She did n't say outright what her need was, just that she ought to cross-file with someone, and wanted to make the right choice. Even with Sandie, she hesitated about revealing her intimate needs right then. Without wavering, Sandie directed her to a certain Doctor Lorenzo. With a arch smiling, she said : `` He 's the best, and what 's more, the best looking medico for mile around. ``

Pressed for more entropy, Sandie laughed, eyes rolling, but gave no more away. `` You 'll see '' she grinned, scribbling the telephony number of a pad, and promptly changed the subject.

The next morning, breathing rapidly with anxiety, but realising more than ever the importance of her need, Karen finally picked up the telephone and dialled doctor Lorenzo 's numeral. After explaining briefly, without detail, to the writing table that her problem was fairly pressing, the sympathetic woman immediately gave her a late designation, for that same evening, after working hours.

Chapter foursome - Karen and Doctor Lorenzo :

Karenic was belatedly arriving at the surgery of Doctor of the Church Lorenzo that evening, adding somewhat to her already keyed up emotional state ; she had thought that she knew exactly where the address was in town, but finished by walking around several stoppage before stumbling into the expectant natural oak door of the right edifice. At the entrance was a polish brass brass : Doctor Marcel Lorenzo MD, superior general Practitioner.

Eighteen min late for her date, Karen ran breathlessly up a flight of steps of stairs and outburst clumsily and panting into the doctor 's response, where she found the doctor 's escritoire, a plain stitch, dowdy middle-aged woman waiting for her. She had her pelage already on, tidying up her desk, and seemed none too pleased.

'' Ah, Mrs Shepard I presume. Doctor Lorenzo has just received another affected role in view of your absence seizure, so I 'll own to ask you to wait over there. He should n't be too longsighted. I must leave now that you 've arrived, but I 'll tell the doctor that you 're here waiting. ''

Still breathing hard, Karen thanked her and settled uneasily onto a straightforward, knockout

wooden chair on the opposition side of the elbow room, smoothed down her wench and fiddled nervously with her whisker and the buttons of her blouse, to tidy herself up. After a abbreviated interphone call to the doctor to announce Karen 's comer, the secretary bid her good evening and left.

As the mo slipped by, sitting there uncomfortably, Karen worried and worried more and more about the coming consultation ; she knew her anxiety would increase, and she would induce trouble finding the right Book to explain and then talk over the detail of her predicament to this unsung Dr.. Not many words were necessary in real property, but she knew she would probably blush and stammer in a way she would never done with her old, familiar 'uncle', medico Stroud. But now it was almost too late to wrench and run ; she simply had to go through with this.

After a tense five Sir Thomas More minutes, there was a sudden detent as the door leading to doc Lorenzo 's consulting way opened, causing a minor plosion of concern in Karen 's chest ; out stepped a young man, leaving the door ajar. Smiling briefly in her direction, he left, and Karen waited again. A moment later, she heard a easygoing but very masculine articulation inviting her to come right in. Taking a deep breath, she stood up, and articulatio genus shaking, bosom thumping, she entered the interior holy of the consulting room and finally came typeface to look with Doctor Lorenzo.

close the threshold, she crossed the tumid room, to where MD Lorenzo was seated, writing in a folder. Placing the folder to one slope, he looked up at her immediately, smiled broadly a doctor 's bedside personal manner grinning and stood, to provide his outstretched handwriting.

His front was immediately telling, thought Karen. Unlike her old confidant, Doctor Stroud, he was not wearing a white-hot entire length research laboratory coat, but a picket blue, short sleeved tie-less shirt and black pant. blue air to tally perfectly his center, thought Karen, and fateful to agree his hair on his headway and on his forearms and the backs of his script. The Italian blood was obvious. He was sun tanned, and Karen remarked, just as Sandie had indicated, that he was indeed a very handsome man. Probably in his in-between forties, slim and elegant. And he had what could only be called : a winning smile.

Despite Karen 's anxiety, she felt a diminished leap of another sort in her breast, and the tiny feminine pleasure from seeing this dark haired man with very clean teeth smiling before her. As she slipped her hand into that of MD Lorenzo, she felt his cool squeeze and another pleasant tiny increase in her heartbeat. He invited her to sit down opposite him, on the other side of his across-the-board dark oak desk with red leather inset. The desk was big enough to accommodate a telephony, a mish-mash of data file and a portable information processing system, which was open on the side. Karenic also noticed a exposure frame, but it was turned away from her. Probably a family photo, she thought.

Karenic sank hesitantly into a very well-heeled, upright armchair of the same red leather, placed her purse on the story at her invertebrate foot and clasped her workforce together on her lap. Her knucks soon became white.

wait for the doctor to verbalize, she glanced around, noticing an examen couch on one side of the elbow room, and a small washbasin on the early. There was what looked like a toilet cabinet behind her, to one side of the entranceway doorway. Christ Within came in brightly from a high frosted glassful windowpane behind Doctor Lorenzo.

From Doctor Lorenzo 's percentage point of opinion, he was equally impressed by Karen 's entry into his private room, though after all his old age of practising medical specialty, outwardly he did n't usually show it.

He was quite used to having all miscellanea of cleaning woman before him, clothed and unclothed, but that had n't so far stopped him reacting to each new pretty one in the old fashioned way. He found Karenic very attractive indeed ; even though he had barely glanced at the shape of her body underneath her crisp White blouse and brown skirt, he saw that it was not bad at all, with lofty white meat which could n't be easily hidden, pushing at her buttoned front. And her face was pretty too, framed by shortsighted, neat, dour hair. An added bonus. He allowed himself, therefore, the lenience of a slight twitch of his phallus and blood to run into his frown nervure, looking forward to the first of all occasion he would be capable to see his new patient 's body unveiled - whenever that may be. Then he broke the view sharply, to await down and open another blueness file on the desk in front man of him. He found very little entropy inside, just Karen 's name, address and telephone set act, and a note : `` ... new to expanse, recommended by Quaker, Sandra Aimee Semple McPherson ... ''

Seeing these few, but meaningful Son, in an moment, medico Lorenzo smiled inwardly, and his penis twitched again. He reminded himself that he had not seen Sandie for quite a piece, and maybe he should send for her, to remind her that she ought to come for her steady 'check-up'. He had always enjoyed examining Sandie. If she was too engaged, maybe he would anticipate by her house sometime, by placement, of course. If that suited her ...

'' Ah, we have n't seen you before. Newly arrived in the area ? How long have you been here, Mrs Shepard ? ``

Trying to make the appearance of being calm, Karen explained briefly, in a slightly shaky voice, her Holocene arrival in the district, and Doctor Lorenzo asked one or two polite questions about her past life and her work. He was glad, he said, to have her on his list of patient. He explained too that he would have to get details of her health check history, and therefore needed to obtain her files from her former Dr.. Karen, still breathing unevenly, tried to answer the dubiousness in as relaxed personal manner as possible, but dreaded deep inside the second when Doctor Lorenzo would reach the point where it would be necessary to know why she had really come to see him.

As this moment drew nearer, Karen 's anxiety and blink of an eye began to increase noticeably. She fidgeted.

And then, in a totally relax, smiling way, Dr. Lorenzo looked into her eyes and asked : `` Now then, Mrs Sam Shepard, what brings you here today ? How can I serve you ? ``

This was it. Karenic began to panic again. Breathing hard, she opened her mouth and tried to talk. Recognising her hesitation, Doctor Lorenzo placed his cubital joint on his desk, clasped his hands together in figurehead of his mouthpiece, and waited patiently, still smiling. Then : `` Try to relax, Mrs Shepard ; evidence me in your own way what 's troubling you. I 'm here to facilitate. ``

'' Well ... it 's ... a little ... delicate, Doctor Lorenzo. I ... it 's ... ''

Nothing sensible was coming out, and Karen 's panic could only get more intense, if she did n't find a way to blurt out her concern. She tried hard to concentrate ; she had had pile of time - all day to plan what to say, but her logic had gone, and here she was, blathering again.

Finally : `` It 's a doubtfulness of ... commode, physician. ``

'' Ah ! '' responded Doctor Lorenzo. `` I see, a interrogative of toilet. I suspect that you mean you are suffering from a binge of constipation, is that it ? ''

It was out now, and with very few Bible exchanged.

Nodding, Karen smiled, embarrassed and flushed, feeling tough than she had ever felt in her life, even worse than on the day when she started her menses for the inaugural time and soaked her breeches, her dress and her school nates with unexpected and terrifying teenage menstrual leakings.

Doctor of the Church Lorenzo 's following few word of honor were carefully measured to try and make Karen begin to feel more at simplicity and reassure her that he was there to help her with checkup matters. He explained, simply that irregularity was a very unwashed charge, and there really was no need to feel blockade about it. He was for certain he could resolve her condition. What he did not say was that he was already thinking about the joy of examining Karen naked or partly undressed, and the options of treatment, which he would also love. His phallus twitched yet again and started to fulfill up quite seriously. Doctor Lorenzo enjoyed his work.

Unaware of what was happening inside doctor Lorenzo 's pants under his desk, and taking deep intimation, Karen began to sink a little better in her leather armchair, now that her confession was finally out. She did n't want to speak for a fiddling spell, as the smiling, friendly doctor went on to explain, in a fairly matter-of-fact doctor 's way, how constipation could arise for versatile reasonableness. He asked about her daily and hebdomadal diet, whether she ate a lot of veg and cereal, drank a lot of weewee, took workout. He told her also, that moving from one dominion to another, a change of water supply could be one of the causal agent of irregularity. And of course, anxiety itself would n't help. Karen nodded now and again, listing in some point what she had been habitually eating and drunkenness.

They established that she had had very few satisfactory visit to the crapper in the close calendar month. Whenever she had been moderately successful, whatever she had produced had been dry and irritating. She had suffered stark tummy aches for respective days.

Then, motion came up about Karen 's sexual activity, and Doctor Lorenzo explained how impairment could sometimes affect the ability to loosen during sexual intercourse. Of course, Karenic knew all about this from world-class hand, but her shyness prevented her from going into detail about her human relationship with Larry and her masturbatory cylinder block. She just hinted that, yes, she had, in fact, experienced 'certain difficulties'in that area.

The doctor seemed perfectly to understand Karen 's reluctance to say more, measuring the excited personality of his new and interesting patient role with his many old age of medical experience. Now, recognising her reticence, it occurred to him that the pleasure of helping this pretty new affected role could be even groovy than he had a firstly idea it might. Karen might even be the perfect patient for his style of intervention, and he smiled inwardly, enjoying the sexual power now flowing strongly through the vena in his penis.

Unaware of this inconspicuous, increasing ancestry flow in her new MD 's nether neighborhood, Karen began to relax. Her breathing slowed, the thumping in her chest lessened. She stopped wringing her hands together, and her own stemma began to flow back into her fingers again.

'' Now, '' said doc Lorenzo finally, `` we understand basically what your problem is. What shall we do about it ? ``

Of course, apart from some sort of prescription, Karen had no idea, so she just fidgeted slightly and looked down at her clasped hands, the tensity coming back briefly.

'' start, Mrs Alan Shepard, I want you to try and relax. We will get the skillful resolution
for you, do n't worry. That 's why we 're here, and you did absolutely the right matter in coming to see me. '' From his own point of survey especially, he thought.

'' Thank you ... I 'm trying to relax, physician, but I 've never had this ... sort of ... problem before, and frankly ... I 'm at a loss ... '' Karen sought more speech, but failed to give voice what she meant.

'' I understand perfectly, '' replied doctor Lorenzo, `` it 's a very personal and versed matter, and it 's perfectly raw that you would be embarrassed about it. But believe me, you 're not the only one to have experienced this discomfort, and as a MD, I am well placed to suggest one of several solutions available. ''

He seemed to reverberate for a moment or two, then : `` kickoff, I should impart out a unsubdivided examination. Of your anus, Mrs Shepard. Unfortunately my help, who is nurse and secretary, has left for the day, and normally it is preferable to have another female present. ``

He paused for a moment, allowing Karenic to imagine about what he had said, then went on : `` If you 're not too worried about being alone with me right now, I will be happy to test you this evening, rather than have you make another appointment and await a while to come back. We can get your problem solved quicker. Again, please do n't occupy - I 'll be very aristocratical with you, and just a little internal exploration really is necessity to see what problems exist, before we can decide whatever solution is appropriate for you. ``

Karen snapped out of her semi-relaxed country, and began trembling inwardly again. Only her new lover Larry had been anywhere near the intimate places of her body since she had separated from her husband and no-one had ever touched her there, inside her anus. Not even her well-loved doctor Stroud. Even when she was cleaning herself intimately, in the Bath, she had never stuck her finger into that place. She did n't get it on if she could possibly allow this doctor she did n't know yet to conduct the sort of confidant examination she began to envisage.

physician Lorenzo, this charming, handsome and apparently experience and kindly Doctor of the Church was talking about 'examining'her forbidden, personal and common soldier nether regions, and the unscathed idea simply appall Karenic, almost frightened her to expiry - no affair how charming, smiling, better-looking and attractive he was.

Then reflecting in the curt possible prison term available, Karen decided that his manifest forgivingness and his promise to be gentle were encouraging. She knew also, that if she did n't go along with his proposal, she would be back at satisfying one ; she would go on suffering a patch longer, and would eventually have to return. Or tough : she would experience to go see another doctor, who might not be as variety and gentle. Nor as handsome. Nor as charming.

Karen 's hesitation, almost inactiveness, gave the commons light to Doctor Lorenzo, and he stood up and call for Karenic to go over to a waist high gear, firm leather couch against a wall of his consulting room, and to lie down on it, on a full duration newspaper publisher towel. But before lying down, he invited her to take off her underclothes, keeping on her blouse and skirt. He turned his backbone, and Karen, having no pick, but still trembling, reached quickly under her skirt, slipped down her unconvincing step-in, folded it and placed it on a chair alongside, and finally climbed up onto the couch. Carefully re-arranging her bird to plow as serious she could her speed legs and second joint, she lay back, placed her head onto a soft pillow and gazed up at the ceiling.

Once the whisper of the paper indicated to MD Lorenzo that she was lying down and comfortable, he turned back towards Karen and smiled again, reassuringly, as he put on a brace of very very well, colourless latex mitt.

Stretched out like that, staring at the rampart, Karenic felt all at once totally vulnerable, but nevertheless ready to afford herself up at last to whatever the doctor decided was necessary. She just wanted to get this examination over, drag on her step-in and run away from him as fast as possible, clutching what she hoped would be a lifesaving medical prescription medicine. Then medico Lorenzo, speaking softly, suggested that for this examination she might be better turned away from him, onto her left English, and waited as she shuffled again into that position. He was really looking forward to seeing underneath that Robert Brown business skirt of Karen's.

There was a here and now 's pause, and then : `` I 'll just lift up your skirt, Mrs Shepard. ''. Now on her entrust side, and feeling cool, pleasant air on her buttocks, thighs and stage, she heard him say : `` Please turn away up your rightfulness leg up to your thorax, keeping your leftfield leg straight. Relax, this will only take a few minutes ... ... it will be over before you know it. ``

doctor Lorenzo 's eyes fell upon the sick fogginess of Karen 's naked butt and thighs for the first time. He was certainly impressed. His penis was fully hard in an New York minute. His eyes opened wider in secret delight. Here we go again, he thought.

'' First, I 'll just rub a little sterilized lubricant between your tush around the entrance to your anus, to alleviate the penetration of my finger. Is this the first prison term you 've had such an interrogation ? ``

Hearing a sound of substantiation, he went on : `` I 'll be as gentle as possible ... .I do n't think you 'll find it too uncomfortable ... .. just a petty ... ..strange the initiatory time, but not painful. Some citizenry even find it ... ..pleasant ... ..stimulating. ''

This go through doctor knew that he was already finding it stimulating ; his member was now very unvoiced indeed, and was pushing at the front of his pants. Luckily, there was no tenting visible, due to the common constriction of his underpants, but he was enjoying the excitement so far, the friction of the end of his cock against silk, and he relished the adjacent few minutes to fall. It was an testing he had done a chiliad multiplication, and he had never failed to enjoy this totally sexual exploration and digital invasion of the female trunk. In short, he was an ass man, and loved his work.

Karenic, however, was now in tumult. She had never wanted anyone, ever, to touch her fragile little anus, and in Recent solar day she had felt such an on-going soreness, a sharp discomfort there, due to her effort to go to evacuate her bowel. Now, this man was going to penetrate her delicate little bud with his finger ! Her breathing was getting more than and more rapid as she waited, bum and second joint exposed to the fresh air of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting room, and what 's more, totally exposed to his uninhibited gaze.

She did n't know the effect that this plenty had already on the doctor 's genitals.

There was not long for Karen to wait. She felt the lightsome of a soupcon of latex paint covered palm and fingerbreadth on one of her bum cheeks, a power play, pulling it to one incline. Then, almost immediately a cool, slippery essence being spread by a fingerbreadth, then several digit, onto the region around the tiny yap of her anus.

It was so mollify, and not at all unpleasant, reflected Karen. Her earlier terror receded momentarily. It was variety of like a brightness level fingered, gooey massage, she thought. This readiness went on for a few long moments, and then she heard Doctor Lorenzo say : `` May I remark, Mrs Shepard that you certainly have a very pretty tail end ''.

Karen 's spirit leapt in her bureau. She did n't have sex whether to be offended at this very personal remark, from a doctor whom she did n't even know, and who surely, surely should n't be saying such affair to a patient he did n't know either. Or whether to be flattered. Or whether to imagine he was saying it to distract her from the intimacy of the testing she was undergoing for the very first sentence, as function of his medical technique, to buoy up the site somewhat. She blushed, said nothing, and waited.

Then : `` Mmmmm ... very pretty indeed. Thighs too ... ''

At the very like minute, she felt the pressure of something, a finger, she knew it was for certain, against her bantam anal possible action. She felt herself tense up. The weak atmospheric pressure stayed there whilst MD Lorenzo said : `` Now you will feel my fingerbreadth pushing very gently, Mrs Alan Shepard. When you feel it press harder, try to relax your anal muscle, I shall be about to penetrate your moderately piffling anus ; if you feel any hurting or even discomfort, just say so immediately, and I 'll pause to leave you to get used to it, alright ? ``

'' Alright ... Doctor of the Church '' replied Karenic, breathlessly, and waited, dreading this totally unwelcome, but predicted, and now inevitable, inescapable penetration of her most orphic orifice.

The force per unit area of doc Lorenzo 's latex covered finger increased, felt penetrating against Karen 's fiddling knit mess, then she felt a sharper, uncomfortable sentiency as the finger, this foreign aim, met the initial resistance of her anal retentive pack. She wanted to halt it, push away the encroacher. A second 's wavering, more insistence, then his finger's breadth slid in, just a centimetre, no more. Karen gasped out loud.

'' Alright Mrs Shepard ? '' said medico Lorenzo ? `` Does that hurt ? ``

Nnnn ... nnno, not really '' replied Karen shakily, though it was slightly uncomfortable, and the very unusual tactile sensation, to possess a man 's finger, even the very tip, inside her anus for the very first time. She breathed deeply and tried to relax.

doctor Lorenzo held his finger just inside her bum muddle for a while, allowing Karenic to get used to this foreign occupation of her inner sanctum. Then, aided by the lubricating jelly, the encroacher began to slide deeper, very gently and very slowly, only a one-half a centimeter at a time. Soon, Karen had the impression that her solid anus was filled by something as immense as a cuke. She held her breath. She could n't decide yet whether it was really painful or not, only that she felt totally filled up, and that she had a strong urge to reject this strong objective by contracting her anal muscles.

MD Lorenzo meanwhile, standing over Karen and gazing at her pin-up fanny, his fingerbreadth planted just inside her ass, was having a truly nifty time. His cock was hard as a tilt, and twitching violently inside his pants. He wanted to wrench it out of his wearable and do something with it. But that would not be not proper ; he was a doctor and was required to behave to a certain code of ethics, after all. So for the consequence, with his spare hired hand he just re-arranged his cock inside his silk mooring, so that it was pointing up towards his belly, the bulging tip now freer to blow up and throb inside his pants.

Karen felt the invader begin to recede. Then it stopped, paused and advanced again, perceptibly back inside her anus. This time, Karen tried not to dissent, tried to loosen up and permit the enemy to pressure its way into her. This time, doctor Lorenzo 's digit slid in easier, and a little promote. He smiled delightedly in his own private world of sexual pleasure, but Karen could n't see his brass. She knew zero of his cerebral and sexual excitement, of his straining erection.

Karenic waited, tried to slack up, not an easy thing to do at this flash. The finger pulled back again, then thrust forward, a small quicker. Karen managed to relax a bantam bit. The sensory faculty now was not really painful inside her anus ; it was no longer uncomfortable ; in fact, it was almost as MD Lorenzo had said - almost pleasant.

The foraging digit moved again, as though twisting inside her anus, pulled back, pushed in, up to the doctor 's second knuckle joint, then to the terminus ad quem of his finger length, encountered a blockage. Karen 's respiration changed, from a previously uneasy rhythm, to what she thought and feared was becoming a slightly excited chemical reaction in her chest. And in her lower body too.

She allowed herself to suppose, somehow, that this was no retentive a truly medical examination, but an act of foreplay that she was experiencing. The knavish penetration of Doctor Lorenzo 's fingerbreadth had taken on a fixture and persistent cadence, and as the seconds passed, she no longer had that urge to drive back the invader. Her anal muscular tissue relaxed almost fully, and she began to welcome each gentle, loving driving force of his digit. Weird, even surreal as this experience seemed to her, she began to finally realize how a cleaning lady could allow for a man 's phallus inside her most secret hole, and enjoy being sodomised like this by a lover.

Something else : Karen was now more and more aware that there was a prickling in her vagina, the beginning of genuine intimate agitation. Her pussy sense very warm and moist, and she began to occupy about the possibility of her love succus starting to run visibly out of her pussy lips, if this continued much longer. She could n't stop her backtalk opening and emitting a delicate sigh, which became almost a breathy moan. This moan did not escape doc Lorenzo 's capitulum, nor did he miss the distinct vibration in Karen 's lower eubstance as he thrust his finger back and forth into her fairly lilliputian ass. As ever, he was enjoying his workplace as a medical practitioner. His pecker strained at his habiliment, sway hard and pulsing. Now he began to feel the too soon indigence liberation for dismission, wanted to feel the cool air on his stopcock, and then more.

doc Lorenzo 's voice reached Karen 's ears, despite her partial mental absence from the reality of the consulting room : `` Are you alright there, Mrs Shepard ? '' Am I hurting you ? Nearly finished ... I think I 've almost assessed the nature of the blockage in your sweet little bum. ``

Karenic managed to say quietly `` No, doctor, I 'm o.k.. ''

And then the Doctor 's finger receded for the cobbler's last time ; there was a pocket-size wet popping noise as it left the holiness of her anal opening. Karen suddenly felt a sensation of expiration. She wanted to cry out `` Do n't go, hold open your finger in me ! ``

But her shyness found its way back into her subconscious, and then into her
upper conscious thoughts, as she realised how far she 'd gone emotionally during this once feared interrogatory. Flushed with excitement, her vagina now throbbing and even wetter, she waited for doc Lorenzo 's next words.

She felt what she imagined to be a lingering, latex-gloved caress of both can, then the prickly sensory faculty of composition towels being rubbed gently and efficiently all around her anus and rump, as the doctor cleaned her up.

'' There. You can supersede your panty now, Mrs Shepard. Your jolly niggling bum is all clean and bright again. If my petty examination has brought on a motive to go to the toilet, feel free to use the closet over there. And when you 're ready we 'll discuss what to do next. ``

Standing up, pulling on her panty and looking over at doc Lorenzo 's broad back and shoulder joint as he turned away, Karen was now anything but relaxed. Her old anxiety was returning, as she reflected on the almost opprobrious way she had just abandoned herself to this exam, how she had ultimately enjoyed this whole experience to the extent that her pussy was sopping wet and she was actually highly sexually excited, against all her rude magnetic inclination and initial reverence.

The factual insight of her eubstance had proved to be much LE of an trial by ordeal than she had first imagined it would be, had finally become a pleasure of a sort she could not have imagined before. Her thoughts accelerated, turned to her devotee ; she imagined that if Larry had been there right for her at that jiffy, she would have dragged him close to her, ripped open his trouser, grabbed and caressed his familiar insensibility, hastening to feel his concentrated hammer inside her, front end or back, she would n't manage. She would hold done everything with him, raced to a mutual orgasm as quickly as possible.

She sat back down in the plush leather chair, and Doctor Lorenzo 's vocalization once again brought her back to reality : `` Now ... we need to deal with this ... blockage of yours, Mrs Shepard. In persuasion of the time that has passed since your ... problem started ... a warm solution is advisable. There are what we might call 'small clyster'uncommitted at the pharmaceutics. These are very straight and easy to use, and you can deal out them yourself quite simply at family, in tot up concealment ; they are often sufficiently effective, in many typeface of constipation, to prompt an evacuation of the bowels. ''

Karen nodded, felt her face colour up again. Her panty had become damp between her thigh, her pussy was still tingling ad leaking ; her breathing rate was still senior high school, but she concentrated on what the doctor was saying.

'' However, I suspect that in your case, those mini-enemas might not really be effective enough, and not quickly enough. You really demand something ... much more square ... more book, if you follow my meaning. ``

Karen just nodded again, not really following his significance, but recognising that there was some sorting of lifesaving option lurking in MD Lorenzo 's mind. Her heart was fluttering now with breathless anticipation.

'' Once again, in order to have rapid relief from your ... block this evening, you must place your personal trust in me to sway out a full enema. Of course, we wo n't have the help or comportment of my supporter. But I can assure you that it 's a fairly straight forward operation, so we 'll cope well enough. And of grade, I can assure you that the solid matter will be quite painless, even consonant for you. Especially afterwards. ``

A wide-cut clyster ! A full enema ! Karen 's optic opened wide, and the doctor realised her response of fear immediately, saw her blush, tremble, fidget.

Be brave, Mrs Alan Shepard. It will only take a shortsighted time, and you will be able to go domicile this evening entirely relieved of your blockage and feeling a unanimous lot better than you did before you arrived here earlier. ``

Doctor Lorenzo was proud of his ability to stay calm and 'professional'in front of this timid womanhood with the pretty case and thoroughgoing ass. He was enjoying himself more than he had for a long prison term ; since Sandie McPherson 's final stage visit in fact.

A pause, allowing Karen to gain her intellection, then : `` Agreed ? Shall we try it ? ''

Another pause, `` Good, then let 's go back to the couch and get going where we left off. ``

The words 'start where we left off'made Karenic 's heart thump again, but not completely out of fear this time. The former five transactions had been so good that she thought about the enema with anticipated pleasure, even though she did n't really screw what it entailed yet.

'' Alright '' began Doctor Lorenzo, turning his cover momentarily. `` postulate off your panty again and lie down as before, please. '' His command was now firm. He was in more of a hurry to get to the succeeding stage of Karen 's treatment.

Karen did as instructed, slipping off her step-in, placing it on the same chair, and lay down on the leather sofa on her left side, as before, bending up her right leg towards her thorax. She heard the slap of latex paint glove being donned, and then for what seemed a few min, some whispering haphazardness around the consulting room.

There was the running play of water, as though the doctor was filling a bottle or jug from a tap. She began the mental process of trying to slack again whilst all this was taking spot, breathing deeply and evenly, staring at the consulting elbow room wall behind the couch. Then she saw out of the corner of her eye Doctor Lorenzo appear at the bottom end of the sofa, wheeling a tall 'T'molded metallic element stand, with a heavy, liquidness filled shaping bag hanging on it. A credit card subway system about half a metre long, trailing from the bag, had a little stop tap at the top and a small nose at the tush end.

'' This is all we need to administer your clyster, Mrs Shepard. Do n't be alarmed by what you see. The result in the bag is simply warm water supply and scoop, by the way, for your comfort. The most in force answer for enemas is normally coffee and warm up water, but for now, soap and water will own to do. '' He stopped in his tracks. `` I wonder ... ''

His voice trailed off as he moved around the couch, appeared to be pondering something, then : `` Perhaps you would be better ... more well-situated ... on your cover for this ... yes, I think so. ``

Karen rolled over, repositioned herself with just a fiddling hesitation. Once on her back, she felt the unfitness of a pillow pressed against her naked buttocks. She lifted her butt automatically, allowing the pillow to sneak underneath, thus raising her pussy and her anal gap a few centimetres clear of the couch. She looked up to see Doctor Lorenzo grinning, as though to himself, then say softly : `` Even though I shall be missing the opportunity to gaze upon your pure buttocks this time. ''

Karenic blushed deeply, smiled, decided it was this doctor 's bedside mode again, his limited way to help her relax. Not knowing what to reply, and in any typeface no longer afraid like before, she said nothing ; she waited for further instructions, heart beating delightfully fast.

'' Good, now conjure up your knees towards your chest please. Like that, yes. ``

Looking now at the ceiling, Karen raised her knees up towards her chest, her skirt falling back over her waist. She pressed her knees together shyly, very cognisant that even so, the doctor would be treated to an nonsensitive purview down below of her neatly trimmed pubes, her labia, vagina and all. She gripped the side of meat of the couch.

Feeling newly and perversely exposed, Karenic placed her feet apartment on the composition towel covered couch and allowed her head word to relax back onto the pillow. But her ventilation would not slow down, her chest would not stop thud ; she anticipated excitedly the coming minutes, not really knowing exactly how this enema experience would feel. She was going into the unknown.

right wing now, however, Karenic seemed to be feeling none of that fright she had experienced at the outset, and dared admit to herself that she was in an odd, even half shameful sort of way, looking forward to renewing some of the sensations she had earlier savor inside her anus, if that was what an clyster was. Her hot snatch had not at all stopped tingling and lubricating throughout the clip that Doctor Lorenzo had been pre-occupied with his preparations, and in any other common soldier and commodious circumstances she would already be forcefully rubbing her clitoris towards orgasm, with or without dildo. It would have to wait, she thought, but as soon as she got home, she would be able to wait on to her growing motivation. And perhaps this time, she would get that long overdue fulfilment, if the Dr. succeeded in ridding her of this blockage.

As Doctor Lorenzo moved back to the end of the couch, leaned over and, from between her human knee, looked into Karen 's eyes, he took clutch of the end of the enema subway in one hand and pulled it around and down towards her knees, as though testing the duration and aloofness from her anus. Instinctively, Karenic opened her human knee, knowing what was to come. The physician held her middle for a second or two, then as though drawn by magnets, his grim eye dropped down to her crotch. His eyebrows raised up ; it seemed he could n't hold on himself saying : `` Mmm Mrs Shepard, you have not only a pretty bum, I see. ``

Blushing, but now too far gone into this experience to worry about the ethics of her Doctor of the Church, Karenic thought mostly about her tingly, dripping cunt and the renewed incursion of her anus leap to do. His weighted personal comment served only to encourage this vociferous virtuoso of sexual titillation she was feeling, and Karen ventured to depend at Doctor Lorenzo in a more open up way. She began to imagine him as a sexual collaborator, wondered how he would be underneath his black trousers. As he busied himself with adjusting the bag and bandstand, she even dared coup d'oeil down to his genital organ. Was that a swelling down there ?

She had felt his touch sensation, but only through rubber-base paint gloves ; now she began to fantasy about his bare, scrubbed Dr. 's hands on her ass and second joint, his professional tactual sensation becoming caresses in her imagination. She began to suppose how that stopcock would bet if he released it from his bloomers, wondered if it was long, or midst. If it was curved, like Larry 's. The juice continued to feed down below and Karenic felt very practiced indeed, as she lay back on the couch, waiting for this now receive invasion of her tuck, slightly enlarged anal opening.

Gazing uninhibitedly at Karen 's vagina, it was inconceivable not to see that her pussy lips were swollen, moist, even dripping wet, and Dr. Lorenzo knew from many twelvemonth of experience that his test earlier had had a totally predictable 'certain gist'on his patient. His cock was still pulsing strongly and his blue heart gleamed, though Karen 's saw none of this ; her head was now back on the pillow, and she was looking up slow down, at the consulting room ceiling again.

A rustling of latex again, and there was that familiar opinion of cool down slippery lubricating substance being spread around the slit of her bare inner tooshie and anus by caressing fingers. Karen began to take a breath a fraction heavier, not in anxiety now, but in totally illicit pleasure. Those amazingly skilful, experienced doctor 's fingers moved so lightly, so erotically around her rosebud. It seemed to go on and on, her vaginal upheaval increasing by the second gear. She wanted to reach for her vibrator and dip it hard into her juice dripping pussy. Or grab Larry and assault him. Or grab the physician and pull him down onto her - anything. Such was the high spirits, the passion rising in her body.

Suddenly, Karen felt something touch her button. It must have been, surely must own been, an accident. Her lower body jumped as a acute surge of joy went through her, a mini-orgasm. Letting out a breathy gasp, her head came up from the pillow, to look straight into medico Lorenzo 's smiling blue eye, his brow slightly furrowed.

'' Oh, excuse me '' said the doctor, and stopped spreading the lube for a moment. `` Sorry if that distress. ``

Doctor Lorenzo knew exactly what he had done. He knew precisely what this passably new patient with a sopping puss and a sensational ass needed, and he knew what he needed too.

'' N ... no '' gasped Karen. `` It 's alright ... it just took me by surprise. It did n't hurt ... I just was n't expecting it. ``

'' I did n't pain you ? Oh good ... I 'm really gladiolus about that ... perhaps it was pleasant even ? ''

'' Uhuh ... yes, pleasant ... I was n't expecting it, that 's all, '' breathed Karen.

Her head went back onto the pillow again, and she relaxed into the feel of the chill slippery lube and Doctor Lorenzo 's live fingerbreadth slipping and smoothing over and around her now ultra-sensitive anal retentive geographical zone, until at last, at long last, what Karen had been waiting for : his rigid digit pressed against her tiny hind transition once again, paused for a moment and slipped, this time Thomas More easily into her secret hole. seventh heaven, thought Karenic, loving the proceeds of this once feared invasion of her anus.

Immediately, her anal retentive muscles relaxed without her having to think about it, and she waited for those delicate, rhythmic finger-thrusts into her welcoming hole. Her excitement began to jump on again, almost back to its former level ; her secretion began to flow and she just knew that the paper towel would soon be flooded with her intimate juices. She was beyond caring. She wanted it to go on and on.

Doctor Lorenzo, meanwhile, was having fun too, enjoying the spirit of his fixed tumescence inside his drawers, the silk slip caressing his balls, enjoying the familiarity of intimacy he was taking with this fabulous female ass and pussy, totally opened up to his gaze and his penetrating finger. He too was leaking intimate succus from the end of his aching cock. Something would have to be done about that. And soon.

Then Karen was aware that the finger stopped moving, then slipped out with the Same haphazard plop phone as before. She looked up again, to see Doctor Lorenzo reaching for the end of the clyster tube. Pulling it again towards and between her knees, then down in towards her fork. He held it there for a minute, as he explained the next steps.

'' Your sweet little ... pretty little ass ... is now very nicely lubricated once more, Mrs Shepard ... I shall introduce the little nose on the end of the subway system very gently, so as to have you the minimum of uncomfortableness, then inclose it further before allowing the liquid in this bag to flow down into your anus. You will have noted that the nozzle is somewhat smaller than my finger's breadth, so it should n't be any big a sensation than before. Are you ready ? ``

Karen nodded ; oh yes, she was more than than fix for the unidentified experience of her low gear clyster, and allowed her header to slacken back once more onto the diffused pillow. She wanted to feel this, appreciate every face of this whizz, not necessarily to take care, but to finger, and much more importantly enjoy.

Was that a finger again touching her minuscule brown muddle ? One of her bum boldness was pressed to one slope by latex covered, house but gentle fingers. A second 's hesitation, and she felt a petite nudge of the nozzle end beginning to diffuse her ass. It was smaller than the Doctor of the Church 's finger, somehow sharper, not so accordant. But once the schnoz was in, it felt better. But now that oh so diffused sense datum of caressing fingers was missing. Karen could n't help experience just a bit disappointed, somehow deprived of something special, though the level of her excitement did n't diminish one iota.

Doctor Lorenzo : `` Now, I shall open this slight valve and allow for the liquid to flow into your anus. You should stimulate a warm, not unpleasant sensation of smooth filling your bowels for a while. In due course, if you should feel cramps at any second, you must severalize me heterosexual person away. Otherwise, we 'll just let the bag empty itself into you ; it should only take a few instant. Once that 's done, you will soon let a strong impulse to go to the potty, but try to declare back as long as possible. When it gets impossible to obtain back, severalize me and I 'll help you to the cabinet. ``

Karen listened to all of this and nodded to support that she had understood the procedure, relaxed and waited, principal back, totally compliant, totally and erotically comfortable in her judgment and body.

Very soon, there was a delicious awareness of warm up flowing liquid inside her ass, gurgling and and swirling up to Karen 's entrails, just as Doctor Lorenzo had predicted. It was wonderful, thought Karen, almost refusing to believe how such a procedure, intended to heal an awkward wellness trouble, could be so sensual and sexually stimulating at the same meter. Her twat tingled even more. She had the picture her bitch sassing were blanket unfastened and well up and leaking her juice everywhere ; and the knowledge that the doctor had a broad view of her provoke genitals excited her even more. She knew that if she had been alone and able to just rub her clit a little with her plastic toy, she would give birth exploded into orgasm in very short time. At that instant, Karen Sam Shepard was more than halfway to paradise.

Doctor Lorenzo was excited also. He too wanted to rub himself to climax inside his gasp. Or adept, fish out his swollen, rigid cock and lunge it into the delightfully open and dripping wet twat of his newest and prettiest patient role, Karen Shepard. He kept himself under control, it was his job. A job he loved.

And Karen did n't forget that Doctor Lorenzo was there ; he became the target of her desires now. This excitement in her twat reminded her how a great deal advantageously everything would be if she could consume her dearest box filled right now with Larry 's hard, stiff and throbbing cock. But the exclusively tool anywhere near was that of the Doctor, and she wanted very badly to see it, advert it, have it rammed inside her vagina, poke up to make full her other orifice whilst this ardent feeling swirled around inside her anus and gut. She focused on this, as her intimate tempestuousness mounted.

Then suddenly the muscle spasm came. She cried out in awful irritation, and the doc knew straight away what was wrong.

'' Hold on, Mrs Alan Shepard, it 's cramps ... .relax as a great deal as you can, do n't actuate. ``

With that, he lifted her wench higher over her waist, began to rub her belly very gently with his lubricated latex gloved hands, circle and round, up and down, pressing lightly now and again. Karen thought how gracious that was, and despite the pain, thought how much in force it ought to be without the gloves. It was as though the doc had read her thinker. She heard the elasticity of latex, knowing that he had ripped the gloves off, then felt his warm hands back on her belly, moist with lube. He rubbed gently in circles, he smoothed her belly frame, he caressed. Karenic forgot about the cramp iron bother, relaxed into the marvellous feel of the solid hands of her new, dark, handsome, sensual doctor.

The cramp iron went away slowly, leaving only the gentle and agreeable swirling of fond liquid inside her bowels. Doctor Lorenzo carried on his ministrations to Karen 's belly, enjoying his power. Karen carried on enjoying the caresses, the warm up liquid from the clyster still running down the tube into her body.

Doctor Lorenzo was enjoying too his caresses on Karen 's belly, as he looked closely at her neatly trimmed sex and labia, reddened, open and leaking profusely her pre-orgasmic juices onto the newspaper towell. He imagined how it would be rip off the respite of Karen 's wear, place his dead body close up between her raised open thighs, ram his rigourousness inside her and pump his pressing seminal fluid violently into her vagina. He could n't do that, but he knew what he was going to do next.

Perceptibly, Karenic 's upheaval began to ramp up even more, as Doctor Lorenzo 's caresses moved just a fiddling lower, towards her close cropped pubic area. Each time one of his hands went up and round, it descended a lilliputian downhearted, until she was aching for his deal to continue its journeying to her swollen, dripping pussy sass. She now wanted those finger on her clitoris, to rub her to her first climax in several weeks, such was the intensity of her build-up. She was ready to come, and come hard. She just needed someone to relate the trigger and she would go off like a bomb, she just knew it.

Dr. Lorenzo knew this too ; he was an experienced practician, but a man first. He knew all the mark of a cleaning woman close to sexual climax : the weighty breathing, the wage hike and fall of her heaving white meat under her blouse, which he had n't yet seen or touched. The movements of Karen 's belly, scurvy consistency and thigh. No word were necessity. The palm of one hand slid down onto her pep pill second joint, then thumb first into the fantasm of Karenic 's thighs and pressed against the opening of her pussy, rubbed lightly at first on her cunt mouth, then up and onto her clit. His other hand carried on soothing her belly. He moved around the sofa to her side. Pressing his abject body forward towards the couch, his cloth covered hardness came into delectable tangency with the bare softness of Karen 's outer raised thigh. Twisting his hand so that his palm was covering her now tumesce button, he crooked his finger and in an split second it had breached her hot puss sassing and was inside her.

Karenic exploded. Nothing else was needed. She felt the pressure of something hard against her thigh, but this lovely, lovely doctor 's finger inside her hot moistness and his decoration pressing on her clitoris were all that were requisite to play her over the edge, to shuddering joy. She convulsed, shook violently as she came, gasped, cried out something, she did n't get it on what. oculus closed, her head thumped, her pelvic arch raised themselves off the sofa and quaked ; as her rose hip dropped, she felt the sharp nudge of the enema schnozzle inside her ass. She pressed down hard, as though to force the nozzle even mysterious, amplifying the spate of joy. Her back arched, pushing out her heaving breasts against her crinkle white blouse and she kept on climax and coming. She lost count of the orgasmic muscle contraction in her cunt.

Doctor of the Church Lorenzo was ecstatic ; now blatantly humping his hard, itching cock against Karenic 's thigh, he was ravaging her sopping cunt with his finger and stroking her belly, his eyeball glued to this delicious point where his finger was penetrating her consistency, feeling the diffuse material body inside her vagina, the point where his thenar pressed down on her enlarged clit. As Karenic 's chest heaved, his eyes scanned the stupefy voluminousness of her erect nipples outlined through her blouse. He longed to rip assailable that blouse and go down on them hard into his mouth, morsel into her material body.

The quaking went on and on throughout Karen 's body, and doctor Lorenzo 's fingerbreadth moved more forcefully inside her, squishing, bending back and Forth to eke the last shudder out of her sexual climax.

Karen had come faster, arduous and more completely than she could commemorate it ever happening before.

medico Lorenzo wanted to fare with Karen. He was on the bound too, feeling the friction of the compliant softness of her thigh against his turgid stopcock, longing to share this precious moment of outrageous pleasure that he knew Karenic was enjoying right then. He wanted the same release, to find his cum spitting out into the earth, or mysterious into Karen 's body, from his sperm-full balls and his inflexible tool, but he knew he would have to hold back a while.

As the intensity level of her orgasm began to recede and her trashy gasping slowed down, Karen perceived a different kind of opinion. A sudden but certain build up of liquid air pressure in her stomach and anus made her scare again. She clenched her ass muscles. She needed a toilet, and fast !

She opened her eyes wide, looked up to the stand with the dangling bag. The nozzle of the clyster was still in her ass, but the bag was empty of its soapy liquidity. She thought she was going explode, in a different sensory faculty of the word ; her mind and her ass and the residue of her breathless, shaking trunk were in level ten panic state.

doc Lorenzo saw at once her of fear, recognised her immediate demand. Despite being himself very close to drenching his silk pillowcase with a much needed ejaculation against Karen 's second joint, he snapped into urgent medical practician legal action. His own pleasure had to wait a while. He slipped his finger out of Karenic 's vagina, gave a finis caress of fingers to her pussy lips. He eased the insistency of his penis against Karen 's leg, reached around to mistake the nozzle of the clyster out of her anus. Karenic felt dampish blips, petite wind of regret as showtime medico Lorenzo 's finger abandoned her, then as the schnoz slipped out of her rosebud. But there was something much more important going on rightfulness now. She was make to evacuate, and how !

physician Lorenzo took Karen by her upper arms, firmly but gently pulling her into a seat berth. Their eyes met for the first metre in several minutes, sparkling, but there was professional person concern in those of Doctor Lorenzo. No lyric were spoken. Karen looked down, smoothing her skirt down over her thighs, belatedly and uselessly covering her modesty. She was still panting from the orgasm she had just enjoyed, and her face was flushed and slightly contorted with the effort of self control ; she was terrified of having a very unpleasant, messy stroke right there in the consulting way. So totally preoccupied had she been with the awful pleasure generated by the enema and doc Lorenzo 's soothing, caressing hand that she had been taken quite by surprise at the sudden heyday of pressure level in her viscera.

The doctor led her, clenching her ass brawn, quickly towards the toilet cabinet. He pushed the doorway inwards and stepped aside to enable Karen to rush in and throw her bum cheeks onto the cold toilet tooshie, gathering her skirt around her waist - just as the pressure became too a good deal to hold back. He switched on the Light and closed the door without a word.

Karen, now a little breathless again as a result of the sprint from redact to toilet locker, relaxed her anal retentive muscles completely, and let it all go.

The relief was almost beyond her immediate comprehension. After all those calendar week of tension and failure to quench the painful need to empty her bowels, it simply poured out of her. Head back, she sighed and sighed and just let it spurt into the water closet pot, for what seemed like several transactions. Then as the pressure reduced and the spewing slowed down, she twisted around and pressed on the button of the w.c. water tank. As the water gushed into the pot with almost as much volume as her inside had just spewed forth, she clenched and unclenched her anal muscular tissue, as though to try and force Thomas More to exit, to ensure that her innards were fully evacuated again, at long last-place. As she did that, a bantam orgasm twitched inside her vagina, causing her to rise, surprised inwardly at the sudden, delightful return of the momentarily forgotten pleasure in her pussy.

She sighed again, and as her external respiration began to retard back to normal, paused to realise the enormity of what had just happened in the privacy of medico Lorenzo 's consulting room.

Was it all a dream ? Had she really gone there today, against her will but expecting a round-eyed ethical drug therapeutic ? And had she really ended up, not only undergoing an anal retentive examination for the very 1st clip - and by a stranger - but also submitting herself deliriously to a full enema conducted by her new, sensual medico ? And had all this eventually led her to a pitch of intimate excitement quite alien in her previous life, brought on by the enema and the manual attentions of this Lapp physician ?

Her psyche was spinning. As she took a wad of toilet paper and began to clean herself up, she began to recollect about what she should say when she left the cabinet, when she had to face this adorable doctor again. She flushed the cistern one last clock time, finally stood up and in doing so, realised she had left her panty on the chair by the couch. Quick metre of the heart again, she pulled down and smoothed her skirt.

principal clarification, concerned about her cleanliness, she went to the small wash drawing roll in the cabinet, and as best she could, washed her manpower with soap and water, her ass and thighs the Sami. When this was done, she scrubbed her hands once Thomas More and started on her vaginal surface area, lingering a while over her pussycat lips, enjoying the gentle stimulus as she rubbed easy lay and then water over her genital lips.

physician Lorenzo 's handsome boldness and proficient hands, that absolutely certain bulge in his knickers, its friction against her thigh and the memory of his lovely caresses were uppermost in Karenic 's mind as she rubbed her kitty-cat lips lightly at first, then more firmly, thinking even now of a second sexual climax.

Meanwhile, during these few minutes of long delinquent bowel relief for Karen, Doctor Lorenzo was masturbating furiously next door, working himself up to his very own, selfish, long overdue fill-in.

The respectable physician Lorenzo was sitting behind his wide oak desk, his chair pushed back slightly, and looking across the way at the close up toilet cabinet door behind which Karen was emptying her guts. The photo of his wife and adolescent kids was flat on the desk. His zipper was out-of-doors and he had fished his incredibly hard, blue veined, long but slim down tool with its bulbous head out of his silk slick ; he was fist fucking himself furiously, there in his own consulting room, with Karen's panty wrapped around his cock. He needed to get off very soon, before Karen came out of the toilet ; he knew it would n't do for a new affected role - and a shy one too, despite her entry at his hands - to walk in and catch him with cock in mitt in pantie. If things turned badly, his career could soon be in jeopardy. He knew, too, he had to be careful not to soil Karen 's already wet panty. He pumped hard.

He heard the first flushing of the cisterna, knew Karen now had to make clean herself up, imagined her ass and second joint as she wiped everywhere with sonant toilet paper. He continued to rub, squeezing hard on the swollen end of his knob. The eye of his cock leaked profusely, and he smoothed the gleaming pre-cum over it with his ovolo as he rubbed. His head was full of ikon of Karen 's swollen pussy back talk, her beautiful ass and second joint. He wondered about her tit, which he had n't yet dared uncover, but had seen in scheme under her blouse, nipples hard. With his spare hired hand he reached into his desk drawer for a stocky wad of kleenex, knowing he would be coming soon into the newspaper balminess, wishing it could be into Karen 's scanty, or even better into her female softness instead.

Hearing the body of water running into the washables bowl behind the locker threshold, medico Lorenzo called out with a professional, pertain flavor : `` Are you alright, Mrs Shepard ? '' and continued pumping his erection.

For Karen, the sound of the running water almost covered his interrogation. The Dr. 's phonation trembled a little, from the sexual upheaval he was feeling as he got closer to culminate, but Karen did n't notice. If only he knew, thought Karen, then called out to sustain that she was exquisitely.

Doctor Lorenzo now had Karen 's panty against his nostrils ; he was getting near.

At that minute, an tremendous gush of germinal fluid ejected from Doctor Lorenzo 's penis, into his fistful of kleenex. His peg jerked, and his ass left his leather fanny, his eye closed slopped onto figure of ass and vagina and crispy white blouse covered knocker. His head went back, mouth overt, as the pleasure of his coming ripped through his Lucille Ball and his rooster. The pounding was as acute as it had ever been in this office. His repute may induce been at danger, but that did n't stop Doctor Lorenzo from taking risks, carefully calculated, of course, when he found himself excited to such a stage by a female patient role. Especially when she was pretty, and when she needed an clyster, which was his speciality, which he loved.

The physician celebrated his ejaculation soundlessly, before his breathing began to calm down. The kleenex were soaking wet, and some of the seminal fluid began to seep through into his hand, as he squeezed the knob end hard, to enfeeble out the last few tears of come from his penis, and the last few jerked meat of pleasance. Breathing hard and flushed, he quickly rolled the kleenex into a ball and threw it into his waste material paper bin ; he would get rid of that later, insure that his assistant would n't see the disgusting evidence of his evening sexual use when she cleaned up his room tomorrow.

His shrinking peckerwood rearranged inside his slip, his zipper pulled up in second gear, and the scanty returned to the chairman by the examination couch, medico Lorenzo, the highly healthy, reputable but over-sexed medical examination practician went quickly over to his own personal lavatory to make indisputable that he would possess scrubbed his hands clean and jerk of all traces of cunt, stopcock, ass and lube, before Karen, also scrubbed clean, could re-enter his consulting room.

Inside the cabinet, Karen hurriedly rinsed and dried her hands again, checked her overall appearance in the mirror above the wash drainage basin, straightened her clothing as best she could. Aware that she was still flushed and over-excited, feeling naked under her dame, her nerve had started beating fast again. She grasped the doorway handle and pulled, thus returning to the light of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting way, where medico Lorenzo was seated behind his oak desk. She was greeted by the same winning smile. MD Lorenzo was calm again and had reverted to character. `` I sincerely hope you are feeling a lot better now, Mrs Shepard. ``

Not struggling to find her words at all now, Karen replied : `` Oh yes doctor Lorenzo, much much better. I ca n't tell you how much. ``

doctor Lorenzo understood. `` I can imagine ... I said it would be alright, did n't I ? Not at all painful ... even pleasurable ... do you agree, finally ? ``

'' Absolutely, '' replied Karen, a little breathlessly. `` I have to take, I was very nervous about coming to see you ... or any doctor, about this ... but finally, well, it was just fine ... pleasurable ... .dare I say : exciting. ''

Then : `` I do hope that none of it has caused you any soreness ... gives you cause for ill ... distress ... doubts about the whole thing ... '' His dark eye brows were slightly furrowed. physician Lorenzo still had to be careful about his professional position and his career.

'' Not at all, '' replied Karenic. `` It was ... really ... very nice ... and a great relief. ``

Approaching the doctor 's desk, she bent down to recover her handbag on the trading floor by the leather chair where this risky venture had all started. She thought again about her scanty, still on the chair beside the couch, but decided not to make a display of getting it back ; she wanted to impart as quickly as possible, and with whatever was left of her dignity. Ideas were taking shape in her mind.

Dr. Lorenzo stood up, and they both looked at each early with smiling optic. But neither of them was to broach the subject of the doctor 's caresses on Karenic 's belly, his manipulation of her clitoris, the invasion of his expert set finger into her wet vagina and the obviously pure pleasure she had enjoyed throughout her first enema experience, as she surrendered herself to it all, and finished with probably the most intense coming she had ever felt in her aliveness.

And Karen had no idea of what the doctor had been doing all the prison term she had been preoccupied with her gut emptying and her confidant cleansing. She did however, glance down at Dr. Lorenzo 's genital organ as he stood up ; was that a moist speckle she saw on the front line of his pants ?

Doctor Lorenzo : `` I 'll recite you something else, Mrs Shepard ... Karen : clyster are not simply a means of relieving physical job ... bowel inactivity, blockage such as yours. They are often used as a means of enhancing intimate satisfaction. Between couples in the intimacy of their own homes and so on ... if you 'd like to know Thomas More, you can ascertain mountain of information on the cyberspace ... or you are welcome to come and see me again ... anytime. ``

Karen 's crease brows must bear indicated the surprise and doubt she was feeling about what the doctor was saying.

'' Really ... look at a few web site ... you 'll see what I mean, '' he said finally, smiling as ever, with his bedside fashion smile. Then, handing her a card which Karen noticed had a Mobile telephone number as well as that of his consultancy : `` Either way, call me for an appointment, should you have any causal agency for concern in the future - this problem or any other. If my consultancy happens to be closed, sense relieve to use my mobile number. It wo n't be a job for me to yell and see you at dwelling house. ``

A idea flashed through Karen 's capitulum as she gazed into those blue eyes : `` I 'd really like to see that bedside fashion smile alongside my own bed one of these days. Or better still - in it. '' But of course of action it was just fantasy.

Doctor Lorenzo moved around from behind his desk, broke what seemed to have been a long silence : `` My secretary will cover with the paperwork tomorrow. In the meanwhile, Karen, relax and savor your new found freedom. You should be able to get back to formula ... bowel natural action from now on. ``

As Dr. Lorenzo walked her out of his consulting way, to the exit, Karen had many other thoughts spinning around in her foreland - not least of which that she still wore no panty. But first thing first. The panty could look ; she had muckle of others at base. She accepted the Doctor 's cool, squeaky clean hand firmly into hers, felt his clinch, bringing back memories of erotic slippery caresses on her belly again. They smiled knowingly at each other and parted at the top of the stairs leading down to the street.

doctor Lorenzo watched Karen 's attractive, shapely figure descend, thinking to himself : `` She left her panty. She 'll be back. What a fab ass. I must yell Sandie and thank her for the good word, '' before turning quickly back to his consulting room to do a little crucial housekeeping at the end of the working day.

Karen skipped down the stairs to the street, ran as fast as she could to her car, feeling the chill evening air wafting onto her nudeness under her annulus and calming the burning in her face. She just knew she was moist again down there. Fumbling for the key in her handbag and unlocking the car door, she plopped into the driver 's fundament, felt the soft textile against her stark ass. She grabbed her own mobile phone from her bag and began to telephone dial Larry 's turn, fingers trembling.

'' number one things first, '' she spoke aloud, with a lovesome glow of intense and relieved anticipation as she waited for Larry to reply.

THE END