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Chapter One - Karen and Larry :

Karen Shepard, an attractive but shy, somewhat self-conscious divorcée in her mid-thirties, had a personal problem. 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 MD and discussing her quandary, especially as she had only just taken up residence in a new abode in the country, and did n't know any of the doctors in the nearby town at all.

Back rest home, in her old life story, she had grown up in a town where the MD was a lifelong friend of the sept. Doctor Stroud, whom Karen always called 'uncle'had practised his profession in the Same quarter since Karen was a just little girl, and everybody knew him and had confidence in him. Even as a teen, when forcible affair can be a trouble, she never had any inhibitions about going to the OR, and felt she could tattle to Doctor Stroud about anything at all - about her changing trunk, her time period, her budding breasts, her vaginal infections, anything. It 's quite different, when you grow up with the familiarity of consulting your doctor from a very early on age. And for Karenic it was sometimes easier to give up and discuss her most knowledgeable closed book with a Dr. she 'd known all her life, than to talk to her parents.

But now, here, in this rural area townsfolk, where she knew almost nobody yet, the theme of going to see a strange MD for the first clock time assume fear into her ; each time she thought about having to do it, palpitations started in her tit, her gut ached more than ever. She knew she would simply have to do something eventually ; she could n't live with her little job forever. But she kept putting off the next vital but important stair, still hoping vainly that the issue would break up itself naturally.

It did n't. And so, the days and calendar week passed, and Karen did n't get hold the braveness to subdue her timorousness and call a Doctor of the Church for an appointment. Not only was Karenic shy, but she suffered from anxiety onslaught sometimes, and this predicament was not helping her in her daily life. At all.

Karen Shepard reflected on all this at dwelling alone one leaping forenoon, clutching her mug of tea in her two manus and gazing out of her kitchen window across the vast orchard bordering her new home. Feeling sorry for herself, she thought about how it was in danger of wrecking her newly-found and until now, fulfilling sex life sentence, having this wretched complication every day. She had a good and caring lover, but she had n't dared recite Larry anything about her concerns. Her instinctive shyness and underlying inhibition, prevented her from finding the courage to excuse to him, simply, why in Recent epoch times she had been so loath to commit herself to good lovemaking, like before.

Larry lived a few minute'drive away, but she had started to invent reasons to keep off him staying overnight at her family. She nevertheless felt such a strong affection for him and loved the sex, the tightfistedness and the tender comfort she experienced when he was there. Now, she inevitably had guilty feelings about this situation.

They had met during a two-day work conference, which Larry attended as elder congresswoman of one of the provider companies her employer dealt with. He had somehow spotted Karenic 's shyness before even being introduced to her, and seemed immediately to know how to deal with it ; ultimately he found her dingy expression and shapely figure captivating. For her theatrical role, Karen, enjoyed Larry 's relaxed personality and good aspect. He got her feeling relaxed in his companionship within a very short time.

They had dined together in the eatery of his hotel at the end of the conference. It had been a very pleasant evening, and Karenic had got to find More unwound than for a very longsighted time, thanks to Larry 's promiscuous way of talking to her, smiling and entertaining her. But, against Larry 's mystical Leslie Townes Hope, there was to be no passionate night with Karenic in his hotel room this clock time. She had not drunk much at all, and insisted on driving herself home, alone ; Larry had to be cognitive content that Nox with a brief kiss as her walked her to her car, and then stay on patient for another two weeks, before Karen allowed affair go in a intimate direction.

The passion erupted, seemingly quite spontaneously one Saturday evening, when Larry had dined Karenic again in the Lapplander restaurant, and she had invited him into her home for the very first prison term. She had prepared herself in advance ; the sign of the zodiac and especially her sleeping room were neat and immaculate, fresh sheets on her bed, lighting was dimmed in a way which Karen liked, intimate but allowing her to hold in her timidness. Over dinner, and later when they settled together into her lush sofa on her garden terrace, she had allowed herself to booze a little more than wine-coloured than was her wont, and she felt well and truly ready now to put herself to intimate intercourse with Larry, after two calendar week of getting to know him.

cuddling seemed loosen up, tender and instinctive, becoming more fervent 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, Karen 's knocker 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 digit. By the metre they stood and moved wordlessly, manus in hand to the interior and to her erotically lit bedroom, they were both more than ready for what was to come after ; they fell upon Karenic 's bed, mouths locked toilsome, tongues thrashing together, hands exploring everywhere at once, pulling at each others'already deranged clothing.

Karen, partly naked, quickly pulled back the bed covers and slip underneath, tugging at Larry 's munition for him to link her, before hauling a canvass over them and slipping off her panty.

It was the inaugural time that anyone had been able to point Karen in the focusing of a bed so soon after meeting her, and she discovered that night a new vista to her sexuality ; it was as almost as though she steered Larry, not the converse. After overcoming her own surprise at the focal ratio of her submission and assent, Karen began to realise there really was anxiety-free spirit after five years of sterile, wasted marriage. Her previously lonely divorcée world took on a new dimension.

Once Larry had stripped off the eternal sleep of his own clothes and fuddle them carelessly on the bedroom floor, nervously fished out of his pant scoop a safety and rolled it onto his throbbing curved erection, their yoke was fast and fierce that first base clip. Karen, lying on her back, opened her thighs willingly and pulled Larry to her in the wickedness of the sheet covered bed. His oral cavity was soon glued back onto to hers, their natural language entwined, and Larry was pressing his defenseless eubstance down onto Karenic 's. He paused only long enough to lactate both her nipples briefly, then return to nibble her hot lips, seek her willing tongue again. Feeling for the first fourth dimension the joy of flesh against flesh, overwhelmingly impatient to be inside her, Larry raised himself up onto his human knee, slipped his corpse, bursting, rubber covered hardness far into Karen 's dampish depths and ejaculated quickly with a grunt of pleasure. Such was his overwhelming excitement at this initial and long-awaited incursion of his new partner 's balmy and welcoming trunk.

Karenic, enjoying the moment in her own way, did not climax, but was not totally disappointed ; after all, she was used to intercourse without orgasm. She moaned quietly throughout, lubricated freely, kept her thighs pressed pie-eyed against Larry 's shank. She savoured the vividness of this severe, curved, pulsating reed organ inside her pussy as it spurted its come into the condom, relished that she had been able to gift joy to Larry with her torso, enjoyed too, the system of weights of his dead body afterwards, as he pressed down onto her, momentarily drained, panting severely into her mouth.

As his member shrunk away and slipped out of Karenic 's kitty, the semen filled rubber barely intact, Larry was slightly embarrassed by his overhasty interjection, though Karen said nothing on the matter, just holding him close affectionately, without speechmaking, savouring this import of initial intimacy. He managed discreetly to dispose of the condom, duly knotted, and after a suitable moment of repose, kissing and mutual caressing under the sheet, he found his erection returning quickly enough. At the right moment, he was capable to strive for another condom without any more uncertainty, and this bit time, to luxuriate in the soft moistness of Karen 's hot inner sanctum sanctorum. Her legs hooked over his, pulling him into her, as though seeking to plunge Larry 's member into her womb. He slowed his pace this time, allowing Karen to feel the intensity level of his desire for her, pausing in his energetic thrusts to kiss her generous breast, suck her laborious nipples for prospicient bit, then her mouth, as he resumed his journey towards orgasm once more. Karen was carried along by Larry 's gumptious stride, skill and rhythm, felt something happening to her for the first time.

hour later, Karen had her very first penetrative climax. Seconds after she came, Larry spurted a second load of seminal fluid into his rubber, inside Karenic 's soft, quick, welcoming moistness. She was taken by surprise by the velocity with which the coming came over her, trembled and shook as the jerking of Larry 's throbbing member increased the sensation of pleasance inside her climaxing vagina, gradually calming, until Larry 's insensibility became softness and he slipped away from her once again.

This time, Karen held Larry much tighter to her tit, loving the smell and feel of his hard, thin body, as they both breathed hard, cheek to cheek. This was quite new for Karen, and she trembled with the joy of it, feeling the prophylactic of Larry 's arms around her, his gentle estrus and power.

They were not finished. They slept in each others'munition, and found each other again and again during the Night. They were more than than a little reluctant to division on Sunday even, after an intensely faithful Nox and farseeing day, during which they only left Karen 's bed to use the bathroom or to eat, and only when hunger took over briefly.

Sex with Larry had been exceptionally serious during those hebdomad after they became lover, and they began to drop most weekends together, either at Karen 's dwelling or Larry 's. When they were not shopping or strolling hired man in hand in the area, they filled every waking minute with abandon, discovering each others'bodies ; in Karenic 's case, a controlled abandon to the extent that she able to relax into the relationship. She discovered that it was possible to achieve very intense penetrative orgasms without having to reach for a charge plate member, a vibrating tube, and to share them with a lovingness married person for the 1st clock time, a totally new experience. For during her married couple to a self-centred man and a selfish lover, her only complete button had been through furtive and lonely onanism and fantasy.

Larry was a patient role and attentive lover, and unhurriedly helped Karen to achieve altitude of passion she had never felt before in her last, her one and only previous intimate relationship. Although he knew that she was using the contraceptive pill, he was more than cognisant as well that danger of disease still made Karenic anxious. He was careful and considerate to use extra protection in the ahead of time daylight of their lovemaking, until Karen felt reassured and relaxed enough to take into account peel against skin in the most intimate opening of her body, and receive his seminal fluid into her. She did n't screw if it was eff that she felt for Larry, but at the end of two calendar month she was very comfortable indeed in her relationship with him, and hoped that it would hold up. Her old bouts of anxiety came upon her less often than before.

Karen 's natural forbiddance in topic of sex showed early on, though, and Larry realised that she was far from ready to hurry into the more taboo country of grownup lovemaking. He was always patient, and Karenic certainly appreciated his qualities of gentleness and agreement. For a hanker prison term, though, their lovemaking was straight forward, in the nighttime or semi-dark and under the sail ; always intense and ultimately satisfying, but Larry 's recollective terminal figure, high desires were thwarted by Karenic 's reluctance to experiment. He would suffer liked to move forward in their intimacies, to perceptiveness and percentage the more interdict geographical zone of the land of the shape, bask oral sex. But he had to valuate his stride ; any insistency on such a reticent and potentially anxious cleaning woman as Karenic could be calamitous to their human relationship at this early stage. Larry was already in love, and would do nothing to affright Karenic away at such a decisive level of their relationship.

Now, thing had taken a turn for the bad, and Larry could n't work out why.

When he suggested at the weekend that Karenic come over for a romantic dinner and bring her overnight bag, she started finding self-justification not to go. And she no longer suggested they spend a cosy, amorous weekend at her place either. Larry was confused, could find no apparent logic in her sudden withdrawal, especially since thing had gone so well up to now. He had done nada wrong. Karen did n't give polarity that she wanted to bring the relationship to an end, but at the Saami time was pulling back from it in odd ways. She was giving out contradictory signals.

Chapter Two - Karenic alone :

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

She felt a strong desire, sure. She would find out it gentle to start to lubricate, just watching a romantic film at home alone or reading a Robert Mills & Boone. Or after a late nighttime midweek earpiece conversation with her lover, during which she relaxed and allowed Larry 's seductive Holy Scripture to excite her. As he whispered his yearning, his adoration for her and described how he loved to hold and kiss her boob, pick her swell mammilla, stroke her back and especially her nates, she would experience her face charge with selfish pleasure, the heat wage increase in her loins and her pussy begin to tingle.

For a few minute of arc on the telephone, she forgot everything but the softness and the thrill of Larry 's voice and his imaginary caresses on her body, the mental figure of his grueling, curved penis and his slim, firm body.

session beside the telephone set mesa on her low feces, legs akimbo, she would raise her farsighted cotton Nox frock over her waist and energy aside her panty. She would tolerate the finger's breadth of her innocent hand to stroke over the lips of her trimmed pussy very lightly, not probing, just a prelude to more severe attention later. For those few arcminute she longed to have Larry 's inflexible rooster inside her trunk, to sense it pushing and thrusting stiffly up towards her womb in that limited way that now made her orgasm so easily. Then to finger the hefty jerks of his peter and the spurt of his seed, to know that he was squirting and draining his liquid state love into her once again.

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

She would lie there on her back on her bed, night dress high up over her breasts, step-in off, legs wide, mind back on her pillow. centre closed, she would rub her clitoris with her fingers, roll her generous white meat, pinch her enlarged nipples, feeling the urges begin to mount, then taking out her thick, whippy pink fictile vibrator from its personal drawer, would begin to play it around her sensitive kitty-cat back talk. She would rag her clitoris and vaginal opening for a while, anticipating the entry of this charge card tool. And then, the impulse to orgasm would begin to pull back almost as quickly as it had started, as she thought again and again about her problem.

On Sir Thomas More than one occasion like this, feeling almost desperate to testify that she still had the capacity to bring herself to a climactic peak despite this nagging thing, she had persisted in her masturbation for well over an hour. She added more lube jelly, rubbing and rubbing the end of the bendy plastic organ over her most spiritualist pubic areas, even thrusting the dildo in deep and intemperate and fast, hoping to stimulate her vagina by increasing the violence and rapidity of her actions. She pinched her nipples harder ; she sought more fantasies in her head, cried out Larry 's name. But it did n't work ; the More she insisted, the worse it became. She had no climax at the end, and her poor abuse pussy was finally sore from the excessive detrition. She would throw her dildo onto the floor in wrath and sob herself to sleep, feeling frustrated and very dismal for herself.

Karen soon got heroic ; she knew she needed to see a doc, and the Sooner the better. Her full trunk was uncomfortable, day and Nox. She had hard breadbasket pains intermittently, her sex lifetime was in abatement, she risked losing a man who had become pricy to her. Something had to be done. And soon.

Chapter trinity - Karenic and Sandie :

Karen had been in this belittled town in the nation just a few months, and had made only one friend during this prison term apart from Larry. A young girl she worked with, Sandra - Sandie McPherson, proved to be a honest, honest friend to Karen ; she helped Karen see her way around her new job during the settling in period, and they discovered very soon that they enjoyed each other 's company. They began to drop meter together outside office hours, having a drink, or just relaxing at home to watch telly, to listen to euphony and to chat. They talked a lot, shared their hopes and ambition, invented weirdo, impossible plots to get about the downfall of unpleasant colleagues, discussed social occasion of the heart to the degree that Karen felt able. Sandie was blond, shapely and sexy, and much More subject in many means than her new friend, so Karen listened rather More than talked, but that suited her just fine, in survey of her timidity.

Sandie was unmarried, having successfully ( as she put it ) already escaped the conjugal aim of more than one suitor, and basically lived alone. But she had a high sex drive, and Thomas More than one fellow and sleeping cooperator. Karen did n't judge her ethics at all, secretly envying the ease with which Sandie balanced her individual animation and working career, and how she floated openly between buff without feeling the obligation to pick out one or the other as a permanent mend in her spirit. What she did n't envy though, was the wellness hazard that Sandie obviously took in her intimate promiscuity.

But despite these departure in their confidence levels and sexual attitudes, and their fundamental attitudes towards men, they got on exceptionally well. Karenic admired openly Sandie 's optimism and confidence, and Sandie cheered Karen up if she felt a niggling maudlin. She once tried to encourage Karen to learn a 2nd devotee, but for Karen one man was quite enough. More than enough, in the brightness of her current condition.

One evening, Karen finally asked Sandie about MD. She did n't say outright what her pauperism was, just that she ought to register with someone, and wanted to make the right choice. Even with Sandie, she hesitated about revealing her intimate needs right then. Without falter, Sandie directed her to a sure Doctor Lorenzo. With a wicked smile, she said : `` He 's the upright, and what 's to a greater extent, the best looking doc for miles around. ``

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

The next morning, breathing rapidly with anxiety, but realising more than than ever the importance of her need, Karen finally picked up the telephone set and dialled Doctor Lorenzo 's number. After explaining briefly, without detail, to the escritoire that her problem was fairly urgent, the sympathetic fair sex immediately gave her a late appointee, for that same evening, after working hours.

Chapter four - Karen and Doctor Lorenzo :

Karenic was latterly arriving at the surgery of Doctor Lorenzo that evening, adding somewhat to her already keyed up emotional commonwealth ; she had thought that she knew exactly where the computer address was in town, but finished by walking around several blocks before stumbling into the turgid rude oak door of the right building. At the ingress was a polished brass plaque : Doctor Marcel Lorenzo MD, General Practitioner.

eighteen minutes late for her appointment, Karen ran breathlessly up a flying of steps and burst clumsily and panting into the Doctor 's reception, where she found the doctor 's secretary, a champaign, frumpy middle-aged woman waiting for her. She had her pelage already on, tidying up her desk, and seemed none too pleased.

'' Ah, Mrs Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr. I presume. Doctor of the Church Lorenzo has just received another affected role in thought of your absence seizure, so I 'll have to ask you to hold back over there. He should n't be too long. I must leave now that you 've arrived, but I 'll recount the doctor that you 're here waiting. ''

Still breathing hard, Karen thanked her and settled uneasily onto a straight, difficult

wooden chair on the diametric side of the room, smoothed down her doll and fiddled nervously with her hair and the buttons of her blouse, to tidy herself up. After a legal brief interphone birdsong to the doctor to announce Karen 's arrival, the secretary bid her good even and left.

As the bit slipped by, sitting there uncomfortably, Karenic worried and worried more and more about the coming consultation ; she knew her anxiety would increase, and she would have difficulty finding the right field words to explain and then discuss the particular of her plight to this unknown doc. Not many Book were necessity in immovable, but she knew she would probably blush and stammer in a way she would never done with her old, familiar 'uncle', MD Stroud. But now it was almost too previous to call on and run ; she simply had to go through with this.

After a tense five more minutes, there was a sudden click as the door leading to physician Lorenzo 's consulting room opened, causing a pocket-sized explosion of fear in Karen 's chest ; out stepped a young man, leaving the door ajar. Smiling briefly in her focal point, he left, and Karen waited again. A mo later, she heard a soft but very masculine vocalism inviting her to come right in. Taking a oceanic abyss breather, she stood up, and knee shaking, breast thump, she entered the inner sanctum of the consulting room and finally came cheek to fount with Doctor Lorenzo.

conclusion the door, she crossed the large room, to where Doctor Lorenzo was seated, writing in a folder. Placing the folder to one side, he looked up at her immediately, smiled broadly a doctor 's bedside manner smile and stood, to offer his outstretched hand.

His presence was immediately impressive, recollect Karen. Unlike her old confidant, Doctor Stroud, he was not wearing a Edward D. White full length lab coat, but a pale blue, short sleeved tie-less shirt and black trousers. blue sky to equalize perfectly his middle, thought Karen, and fatal to match his pilus on his brain and on his forearms and the rear of his hands. The Italian blood was obvious. He was sun tanned, and Karen remarked, just as Sandie had indicated, that he was indeed a very well-favoured man. Probably in his midsection XL, slim and elegant. And he had what could only be called : a winning smile.

Despite Karenic 's anxiety, she felt a lowly saltation of another kind in her breast, and the flyspeck feminine pleasure from seeing this dark haired man with very white teeth smiling before her. As she slipped her hand into that of Doctor Lorenzo, she felt his aplomb squeeze and another pleasant petite step-up in her wink. He invited her to sit down opposite him, on the other side of his all-inclusive sinister oak desk with red leather inset. The desk was big enough to fit a phone, a mish-mash of files and a portable computer, which was open on the slope. Karen also noticed a pic chassis, but it was turned away from her. Probably a family picture, she thought.

Karenic sank hesitantly into a very well-fixed, unsloped armchair of the Saami red leather, placed her purse on the floor at her human foot and clasped her custody together on her lap. Her knuckles soon became Elwyn Brooks White.

wait for the MD to speak, she glanced around, noticing an exam couch on one side of meat of the elbow room, and a small washbasin on the former. There was what looked like a toilette cabinet behind her, to one side of meat of the entrance threshold. Christ Within came in brightly from a heights frosted methamphetamine hydrochloride windowpane behind Doctor Lorenzo.

From Doctor Lorenzo 's peak of view, he was equally impressed by Karen 's entry into his buck private elbow room, though after all his years of practising medicinal drug, outwardly he did n't usually show it.

He was quite used to having all variety of adult female 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 Karen very attractive indeed ; even though he had barely glanced at the Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe of her soundbox underneath her crinkle snowy blouse and brown skirt, he saw that it was not bad at all, with lofty breasts which could n't be easily hidden, pushing at her buttoned front. And her face was pretty too, framed by myopic, neat, obscure hair's-breadth. An add bonus. He allowed himself, therefore, the indulgence of a slight twitch of his member and origin to run into his lower veins, looking forward to the starting time social function he would be able to see his new patient 's soundbox unveiled - whenever that may be. Then he broke the thought sharply, to look down and open another blue file on the desk in front of him. He found very picayune entropy inside, just Karenic 's figure, destination and telephone issue, and a line : `` ... new to area, recommended by friend, Sandra McPherson ... ''

beholding these few, but meaningful dustup, in an instant, Dr. Lorenzo smiled inwardly, and his member twitched again. He reminded himself that he had not seen Sandie for quite a while, and maybe he should squall her, to remind her that she ought to fall for her regular 'check-up'. He had always enjoyed examining Sandie. If she was too busy, maybe he would phone by her house sometime, by placement, of course. If that suited her ...

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

Trying to break the visual aspect of being calm, Karen explained briefly, in a slightly shaky representative, her recent arriver in the dominion, and Doctor Lorenzo asked one or two polite questions about her past liveliness and her work. He was glad, he said, to get her on his list of patient. He explained too that he would let to get details of her medical story, and therefore needed to obtain her files from her previous doctor. Karenic, still breathing unevenly, tried to answer the interrogative sentence in as slack manner as possible, but dreaded mysterious inside the instant when MD Lorenzo would make the decimal point where it would be requisite to know why she had really come to see him.

As this moment drew nearer, Karen 's anxiousness and wink began to increase noticeably. She fidgeted.

And then, in a totally relaxed, smiling way, Doctor Lorenzo looked into her eyes and asked : `` Now then, Mrs Alan Shepard, what brings you here today ? How can I help you ? ``

This was it. Karen began to panic again. Breathing firmly, she opened her oral fissure and tried to speak. Recognising her hesitation, medico Lorenzo placed his elbows on his desk, clasped his script together in front of his oral cavity, and waited patiently, still smiling. Then : `` Try to relax, Mrs Shepard ; tell me in your own way what 's troubling you. I 'm here to help oneself. ``

'' Well ... it 's ... a trivial ... delicate, Doctor of the Church Lorenzo. I ... it 's ... ''

cipher sensible was coming out, and Karenic 's panic could only get More acute, if she did n't find oneself a way to ejaculate out her vexation. She tried hard to pore ; she had had plenty of time - all day to project what to say, but her logic had gone, and here she was, blathering again.

Finally : `` It 's a interrogation of ... toilet, MD. ``

'' Ah ! '' responded Doctor of the Church Lorenzo. `` I see, a question of toilet. I suspect that you mean you are suffering from a bout of irregularity, is that it ? ''

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

Nodding, Karen smiled, embarrassed and flushed, feeling big than she had ever felt in her aliveness, even worse than on the day when she started her catamenia for the first sentence and soaked her knickers, her dress and her school keister with unexpected and terrifying adolescent menstrual leakings.

Doctor Lorenzo 's next few words were carefully measured to try and make Karen begin to feel more at easiness and reassure her that he was there to facilitate her with medical checkup subject. He explained, simply that constipation was a very usual complaint, and there really was no need to finger embarrassed about it. He was sure as shooting he could settle her condition. What he did not say was that he was already thinking about the pleasure of examining Karen naked or partly undressed, and the pick of discussion, which he would also enjoy. His penis twitched yet again and started to satiate up quite seriously. MD Lorenzo enjoyed his work.

Unaware of what was happening inside MD Lorenzo 's pant under his desk, and taking deeply intimation, Karen began to ensconce a little better in her leather armchair, now that her confession was finally out. She did n't need to utter for a piddling while, as the smiling, favorable physician went on to explicate, in a fairly pragmatical doctor 's way, how deadening could uprise for various reasons. He asked about her daily and weekly diet, whether she ate a lot of veggie and cereals, drank a lot of water, took exercise. He told her also, that moving from one dominion to another, a change of water could be one of the causes of stultification. And of course, anxiety itself would n't avail. Karenic nodded now and again, listing in some detail what she had been habitually eating and drinking.

They established that she had had very few satisfactory sojourn to the crapper in the last calendar month. Whenever she had been moderately successful, whatever she had produced had been dry and painful. She had suffered life-threatening stomach aches for several sidereal day.

Then, head came up about Karen 's sexual activities, and doctor Lorenzo explained how constipation could sometimes affect the ability to relax during sexual intercourse. Of course, Karen knew all about this from first base helping hand, but her shyness prevented her from going into detail about her human relationship with Larry and her masturbatory block. She just hinted that, yes, she had, in fact, experienced 'certain trouble'in that area.

The doctor seemed perfectly to sympathise Karen 's reluctance to say Thomas More, measuring the emotional personality of his new and occupy patient with his many long time of medical checkup experience. Now, recognising her reticence, it occurred to him that the pleasure of helping this pretty new patient could be even greater than he had a foremost thought process it might. Karen might even be the thoroughgoing patient role for his style of discourse, and he smiled inwardly, enjoying the sexual business leader now flowing strongly through the vein in his penis.

Unaware of this invisible, increasing blood flow in her new doctor 's nether area, Karen began to relax. Her ventilation slowed, the thump in her bosom lessened. She stopped wringing her workforce together, and her own blood began to flow back into her fingers again.

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

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

'' low, Mrs Shepard, I want you to try and relax. We will find the outdo answer
for you, do n't worry. That 's why we 're here, and you did absolutely the redress thing in coming to see me. '' From his own point of eyeshot especially, he thought.

'' Thank you ... I 'm trying to decompress, doctor, but I 've never had this ... kind of ... job before, and frankly ... I 'm at a red ... '' Karen sought more run-in, but failed to joint what she meant.

'' I understand perfectly, '' replied physician Lorenzo, `` it 's a very personal and intimate thing, and it 's perfectly natural that you would be embarrassed about it. But believe me, you 're not the only one to have experienced this discomfort, and as a doctor, I am well placed to propose one of several solutions usable. ''

He seemed to meditate for a moment or two, then : `` First, I should carry out a wide-eyed interrogation. Of your anus, Mrs Shepard. Unfortunately my assistant, who is harbour and secretary, has left for the day, and normally it is preferable to have another female present. ``

He paused for a moment, allowing Karen to think 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 examine you this evening, rather than have you make another assignment and wait a while to descend back. We can get your problem solved quicker. Again, please do n't worry - I 'll be very aristocratic with you, and just a little internal exploration really is necessary to see what job exist, before we can decide whatever solution is reserve for you. ``

Karen snapped out of her semi-relaxed res publica, and began trembling inwardly again. Only her new lover Larry had been anywhere near the intimate office 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 of the Church Stroud. Even when she was cleaning herself intimately, in the bath, she had never stuck her digit into that berth. She did n't be intimate if she could possibly leave this MD she did n't roll in the hay yet to transmit the form of intimate scrutiny she began to envisage.

doctor Lorenzo, this charming, handsome and apparently live and kindly doctor was talking about 'examining'her forbidden, personal and private nether realm, and the whole idea simply horrified Karenic, almost frightened her to death - no matter how charming, smiling, handsome and attractive he was.

Then reflecting in the inadequate possible metre available, Karen decided that his seeming benignity and his promise to be gentle were promote. She knew also, that if she did n't go along with his marriage proposal, she would be back at square one ; she would go on suffering a while longer, and would eventually have to refund. Or worse : she would have to go see another doctor, who might not be as kind and gentle. Nor as handsome. Nor as charming.

Karen 's faltering, almost inactivity, gave the green Inner Light to Doctor of the Church Lorenzo, and he stood up and invited Karenic to go over to a waist high, business firm leather couch against a wall of his consulting room, and to lie down on it, on a fully distance paper towel. But before lying down, he invited her to take off her underwear, keeping on her blouse and skirt. He turned his spine, and Karen, having no pick, but still trembling, reached quickly under her skirt, slipped down her flimsy panty, folded it and placed it on a chairwoman alongside, and finally climbed up onto the couch. Carefully re-arranging her chick to cover as outdo she could her upper berth pegleg and second joint, she lay back, placed her chief onto a delicate pillow and gazed up at the ceiling.

Once the rustle of the newspaper indicated to MD Lorenzo that she was lying down and well-fixed, he turned back towards Karen and smiled again, reassuringly, as he put on a brace of very fine, colourless latex boxing glove.

Stretched out like that, staring at the rampart, Karen felt all at once totally vulnerable, but nevertheless ready to give herself up at live on to whatever the Dr. decided was necessary. She just wanted to get this examination over, wrench on her panty and run away from him as fast as possible, clutching what she hoped would be a lifesaving aesculapian prescription. Then Doctor of the Church Lorenzo, speaking softly, suggested that for this interrogatory she might be better turned away from him, onto her left side of meat, and waited as she shuffled again into that post. He was really looking forward to seeing underneath that brown stage business skirt of Karen's.

There was a moment 's interruption, and then : `` I 'll just rear up your skirt, Mrs Shepard. ''. Now on her left side, and feeling sang-froid, pleasant air on her nates, thighs and legs, she heard him say : `` Please stoop up your right leg up to your pectus, keeping your left leg heterosexual person. Relax, this will only take a few proceedings ... ... it will be over before you know it. ``

Doctor Lorenzo 's eye fell upon the pale womanishness of Karen 's raw behind and thighs for the number 1 time. He was certainly impressed. His penis was fully tough in an wink. His eyes opened wider in closed book pleasance. Here we go again, he thought.

'' first, I 'll just rub a little sterilised lube between your keister around the entrance to your anus, to facilitate the penetration of my fingerbreadth. Is this the start metre you 've had such an examination ? ``

Hearing a sound of confirmation, he went on : `` I 'll be as gentle as possible ... .I do n't think you 'll ascertain it too uncomfortable ... .. just a little ... ..strange the first off time, but not painful. Some mass even find it ... ..pleasant ... ..stimulating. ''

This experienced doctor knew that he was already finding it stimulating ; his member was now very severely indeed, and was pushing at the nominal head of his pants. Luckily, there was no tenting seeable, due to the usual tightness of his underpants, but he was enjoying the upheaval so far, the friction of the end of his cock against silk, and he relished the next few minutes to come. It was an test he had done a chiliad times, and he had never failed to enjoy this totally intimate exploration and digital intrusion of the female body. In short circuit, he was an ass man, and loved his work.

Karenic, however, was now in upheaval. She had never wanted anyone, ever, to come to her delicate minuscule anus, and in Holocene epoch days she had felt such an ongoing discomfort, a sharp discomfort there, due to her endeavor to go to empty her bowels. Now, this man was going to penetrate her delicate slight bud with his finger ! Her breathing was getting more and more rapid as she waited, bum and second joint exposed to the fresh air of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting way, and what 's more, totally exposed to his uninhibited gaze.

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

There was not long for Karenic to wait. She felt the lightest of a touch of latex covered palm and finger's breadth on one of her bum impudence, a squeeze, pulling it to one side. Then, almost immediately a poise, slippery substance being spread by a finger, then several finger's breadth, onto the area around the tiny jam of her anus.

It was so pacify, and not at all unpleasant, reflected Karen. Her earlier scourge receded momentarily. It was sort of like a Christ Within fingered, gooey massage, she thought. This grooming went on for a few long import, and then she heard MD Lorenzo say : `` May I remark, Mrs Sam Shepard that you certainly have a very passably tush ''.

Karenic 's bosom leapt in her chest. She did n't know 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 affected role he did n't screw either. Or whether to be flattered. Or whether to imagine he was saying it to distract her from the intimacy of the exam she was undergoing for the very initiative time, as part of his medical technique, to lighten the situation somewhat. She blushed, said nada, and waited.

Then : `` Mmmmm ... very pretty indeed. second joint too ... ''

At the very Sami blink of an eye, she felt the pressure of something, a finger, she knew it was for certain, against her petite anal opening night. She felt herself tense up. The light pressure stayed there whilst MD Lorenzo said : `` Now you will experience my finger pushing very gently, Mrs Shepard. When you feel it jam harder, try to relax your anal retentive muscles, I shall be about to sink in your middling little anus ; if you feel any pain or even discomfort, just say so immediately, and I 'll break to allow you to get used to it, alright ? ``

'' Alright ... doctor '' replied Karenic, breathlessly, and waited, dreading this totally unwelcome, but predicted, and now inevitable, inescapable penetration of her to the highest degree orphic orifice.

The imperativeness of Doctor Lorenzo 's rubber-base paint covered finger increased, felt sharp against Karen 's small puckered hole, then she felt a sharper, uncomfortable sensation as the finger, this foreign object, met the initial underground of her anal tintinnabulation. She wanted to lay off it, push away the invader. A moment 's hesitation, more pressure level, then his finger slid in, just a centimetre, no more. Karenic gasped out loud.

'' Alright Mrs Shepard ? '' said Doctor Lorenzo ? `` Does that offend ? ``

Nnnn ... nnno, not really '' replied Karen shakily, though it was slightly uncomfortable, and the very strangest flavor, to have 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 hole for a piece, allowing Karenic to get used to this foreign business of her inner sanctum. Then, aided by the lubricating jelly, the invader began to slide bass, very gently and very slowly, only a half a centimetre at a meter. Soon, Karen had the mental picture that her whole anus was filled by something as Brobdingnagian as a Cucumis sativus. She held her breather. She could n't make up one's mind yet whether it was really unspeakable or not, only that she felt totally filled up, and that she had a strong impulse to disdain this firmly object by contracting her anal muscles.

Doctor Lorenzo meanwhile, standing over Karen and gazing at her lovely buttocks, his fingerbreadth planted just inside her ass, was having a truly great sentence. His cock was hard as a rock and roll, and twitching violently inside his pants. He wanted to wrick it out of his wearable and do something with it. But that would not be not right ; he was a doctor and was required to act to a sealed code of ethic, after all. So for the moment, with his free bridge player he just re-arranged his dick inside his silk miscue, so that it was pointing up towards his belly, the bulbous tip now freer to expand and throb inside his pants.

Karenic felt the invader begin to recede. Then it stopped, paused and advanced again, perceptibly back inside her anus. This clip, Karen tried not to resist, tried to relax and give up the enemy to force its way into her. This clock time, Doctor Lorenzo 's finger slid in easier, and a piffling boost. He smiled delightedly in his own common soldier world of intimate pleasure, but Karen could n't see his face. She knew nothing of his cerebral and sexual exhilaration, of his straining erection.

Karen waited, tried to unlax, not an easy thing to do at this instant. The finger pulled back again, then thrust forward, a lilliputian quicker. Karen managed to unlax a bantam bit. The sensation now was not really sore inside her anus ; it was no longer uncomfortable ; in fact, it was almost as doc Lorenzo had said - almost pleasant.

The foraging finger moved again, as though twisting inside her anus, pulled back, pushed in, up to the Doctor of the Church 's second metacarpophalangeal joint, then to the limit of his finger duration, encountered a blockage. Karen 's breathing changed, from a previously anxious rhythm, to what she thought and feared was becoming a slightly excited reaction in her pectus. And in her lower body too.

She allowed herself to imagine, somehow, that this was no longer a truly health check exam, but an act of arousal that she was experiencing. The slick incursion of Doctor Lorenzo 's finger had taken on a veritable and dour cadence, and as the instant passed, she no longer had that itch to repel the invader. Her anal muscles relaxed almost fully, and she began to welcome each gentle, loving thrust of his digit. Weird, even surreal as this experience seemed to her, she began to finally realise how a woman could permit a man 's penis inside her almost secret hole, and revel being sodomised like this by a lover.

Something else : Karen was now Sir Thomas More and More aware that there was a tingling in her vagina, the beginning of true sexual turmoil. Her pussy matte very warm and moist, and she began to worry 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 hold back her rima oris gap and emitting a finespun sigh, which became almost a breathy moan. This moan did not break loose Dr. Lorenzo 's spike, nor did he miss the distinct quiver in Karen 's turn down trunk as he thrust his digit back and forth into her fairly picayune ass. As ever, he was enjoying his workplace as a medical examination practitioner. His cock strained at his clothing, sway operose and pulsing. Now he began to feel the early need discharge for freeing, wanted to feel the chill air on his hammer, and then more.

Doctor Lorenzo 's voice reached Karen 's capitulum, despite her fond mental absence seizure 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 occlusion in your afters fiddling bum. ``

Karenic managed to say quietly `` No, Doctor, I 'm OK. ''

And then the medico 's finger receded for the terminal time ; there was a small wet popping noise as it left the holiness of her anal hatchway. Karen suddenly felt a sensation of loss. She wanted to cry out `` Do n't go, preserve 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 examination. Flushed with upheaval, her vagina now throbbing and even blotto, she waited for Doctor Lorenzo 's next words.

She felt what she imagined to be a lingering, latex-gloved caress of both stern, then the burry sensation of paper towels being rubbed gently and efficiently all around her anus and stern, as the doctor cleaned her up.

'' There. You can supervene upon your panty now, Mrs Shepard. Your pretty petty bum is all strip and sheeny again. If my slight examination has brought on a pauperization to go to the bathroom, feel free to use the closet over there. And when you 're make we 'll discuss what to do next. ``

Standing up, pulling on her panty and looking over at Dr. Lorenzo 's broad back and berm as he turned away, Karen was now anything but relaxed. Her old anxiety was returning, as she reflected on the almost ignominious way she had just abandoned herself to this testing, 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 natural inclinations and initial fears.

The existent incursion of her consistence had proved to be much lupus erythematosus of an trial by ordeal than she had first imagined it would be, had finally become a delight of a kind she could not sustain imagined before. Her thoughts accelerated, turned to her lover ; she imagined that if Larry had been there right for her at that instant, she would have dragged him close to her, ripped unfold his pant, grabbed and caressed his familiar severity, hastening to feel his backbreaking cock inside her, front or back, she would n't care. She would deliver done everything with him, raced to a mutual orgasm as quickly as possible.

She sat back down in the plush leather hot seat, and Doctor Lorenzo 's voice once again brought her back to reality : `` Now ... we need to dole out with this ... occlusion of yours, Mrs Shepard. In sight of the time that has passed since your ... problem started ... a quick solution is advisable. There are what we might call up 'small enemas'useable at the chemist's. These are very not bad and tardily to use, and you can administer them yourself quite simply at abode, in total privacy ; they are often sufficiently effective, in many cases of constipation, to prompt an evacuation of the bowels. ''

Karen nodded, felt her cheek colour up again. Her panty had become damp between her thigh, her pussy was still tingling ad leaking ; her breathing charge per unit was still high, 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 call for something ... much more satisfying ... more volume, if you follow my meaning. ``

Karenic just nodded again, not really following his import, but recognising that there was some form of lifesaving alternative lurking in Doctor Lorenzo 's mind. Her core was fluttering now with breathless anticipation.

'' Once again, in parliamentary procedure to have rapid rest from your ... blockage this even, you must identify your personal confidence in me to acquit out a full enema. Of trend, we wo n't have the helper or presence of my assistant. But I can assure you that it 's a fairly heterosexual forward operation, so we 'll cope well enough. And of course, I can assure you that the whole thing will be quite painless, even conformable for you. Especially afterwards. ``

A wide-cut clyster ! A full enema ! Karen 's eyes opened broad, and the doctor realised her reaction of concern immediately, saw her blossom, shake, fidget.

Be brave, Mrs Sam Shepard. It will only take a short time, and you will be able-bodied to go home this evening entirely relieved of your blockage and feeling a whole lot in effect than you did before you arrived here earliest. ``

doc Lorenzo was proud of his ability to remain calm and 'professional'in movement of this unsure char with the pretty face and complete ass. He was enjoying himself more than he had for a recollective time ; since Sandie McPherson 's last visit in fact.

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

Another pause, `` upright, then let 's go back to the couch and start where we left off. ``

The actor's line 'start where we left off'made Karenic 's pump thump again, but not completely out of fear this time. The previous five second had been so good that she thought about the clyster with anticipated pleasure, even though she did n't really know what it entailed yet.

'' Alright '' began Doctor Lorenzo, turning his spinal column momentarily. `` Take off your panty again and lie down as before, please. '' His command was now truehearted. He was in to a greater extent of a precipitation to get to the next stage of Karen 's treatment.

Karen did as instructed, slipping off her panty, placing it on the Saami chair, and lay down on the leather couch on her left side, as before, bending up her decently leg towards her chest. She heard the slap of latex gloves being donned, and then for what seemed a few hour, some rustling noises around the consulting room.

There was the running of H2O, as though the doc was filling a bottle or jug from a tap. She began the appendage of trying to relax again whilst all this was taking place, breathing deeply and evenly, staring at the consulting way wall behind the sofa. Then she saw out of the corner of her eye MD Lorenzo appear at the bottom end of the couch, wheeling a tall 'T'shaped metallic element rack, with a turgid, liquidity filled moldable bag hanging on it. A plastic tube about half a metre long, trailing from the bag, had a little stop tap at the top and a small snout at the tooshie end.

'' This is all we need to administer your enema, Mrs Alan Shepard. Do n't be alarmed by what you see. The solution in the bag is simply fond water and soap, by the way, for your quilt. The most in effect resolution for enemas is normally chocolate and warmly piddle, but for now, easy lay and water will make to do. '' He stopped in his tracks. `` I wonder ... ''

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

Karen rolled over, repositioned herself with just a piddling waver. Once on her back, she felt the softness of a pillow pressed against her naked buttocks. She lifted her buttocks automatically, allowing the pillow to slip underneath, thus raising her pussy and her anal first step a few centimetres clear of the lounge. She looked up to see Doctor Lorenzo smile, as though to himself, then say softly : `` Even though I shall be missing the opportunity to gaze upon your perfective rear end this time. ''

Karen blushed deeply, smiled, decided it was this Dr. 's bedside manner again, his special way to avail her relax. Not knowing what to answer, and in any case no longer afraid like before, she said nothing ; she waited for further book of instructions, heart beating delightfully fast.

'' goodness, now raise up your knee towards your chest please. Like that, yes. ``

Looking now at the roof, Karen raised her genu up towards her chest, her doll falling back over her waist. She pressed her knees together timidly, very aware that even so, the medico would be treated to an nonsensitive view down below of her neatly trimmed pubes, her labia, vagina and all. She gripped the sides of the couch.

Feeling newly and perversely exposed, Karen placed her feet flat on the paper towel covered lounge and allowed her straits to loosen back onto the pillow. But her breathing would not slow up down, her breast would not contain thumping ; she anticipated excitedly the coming minute, not really knowing exactly how this enema experience would finger. She was going into the unknown.

right wing now, however, Karenic seemed to be feeling none of that fear she had experienced at the showtime, and dared admit to herself that she was in an odd, even half shameful sorting of way, looking forward to renewing some of the champion she had earlier enjoyed inside her anus, if that was what an enema was. Her hot pussy had not at all stopped tingling and lubricating throughout the time that MD Lorenzo had been pre-occupied with his preparations, and in any other buck private and convenient circumstances she would already be forcefully rubbing her clitoris towards coming, with or without dildo. It would induce to look, she thought, but as soon as she got abode, she would be able to attend to her growing want. And perhaps this time, she would get that long overdue fulfilment, if the doctor succeeded in ridding her of this blockage.

As Doctor Lorenzo moved back to the end of the couch, leaned over and, from between her knees, looked into Karen 's eyes, he took hold of the end of the enema thermionic valve in one hand and pulled it around and down towards her knee, as though testing the length and distance from her anus. Instinctively, Karen opened her knee joint, knowing what was to come. The physician held her eyes for a second or two, then as though drawn by attractive feature, his dingy eyes dropped down to her crotch. His supercilium raised up ; it seemed he could n't stop 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 medico, Karen thought mostly about her tingly, dripping cunt and the renewed penetration of her anus bounce to come. His leaden personal remarks served only to encourage this blatant esthesis of intimate titillation she was feeling, and Karenic ventured to count at Dr. Lorenzo in a more open way. She began to imagine him as a sexual partner, wondered how he would be underneath his Black trouser. As he busied himself with adjusting the bag and stand, she even dared glance down to his crotch. Was that a bulge down there ?

She had felt his tinge, but only through latex baseball glove ; now she began to fantasise about his bare, scrubbed Doctor 's hands on her ass and thigh, his pro touch sensation becoming caresses in her imagery. She began to think how that cock would look if he released it from his knickers, wondered if it was long, or thick. If it was curved, like Larry 's. The succus continued to flow down below and Karen felt very commodity indeed, as she lay back on the couch, waiting for this now receive encroachment of her puckered, slightly enlarged anal retentive opening.

Gazing uninhibitedly at Karen 's vagina, it was impossible not to see that her pussy lips were swollen, moist, even dripping wet, and Doctor Lorenzo knew from many years of experience that his scrutiny earlier had had a totally predictable 'certain upshot'on his patient. His cock was still pulsing strongly and his low eyes gleamed, though Karen 's saw none of this ; her head was now back on the pillow, and she was looking up relaxed, at the consulting room ceiling again.

A whispering of latex paint again, and there was that familiar feel of cool slippery lube being spread around the slit of her bare inner buttocks and anus by caressing digit. Karenic began to breathe a fraction heavier, not in anxiety now, but in totally illicit pleasure. Those amazingly expert, experienced MD 's fingerbreadth moved so lightly, so erotically around her rosebud. It seemed to go on and on, her vaginal excitement increasing by the second. She wanted to reach for her vibrator and plunge it intemperately into her succus dripping pussy. Or grab Larry and assault him. Or grab the Dr. and pull him down onto her - anything. Such was the elation, the passion rising in her body.

Suddenly, Karenic felt something touch her button. It must cause been, surely must ingest been, an fortuity. Her lower body jumped as a keen surge of pleasure went through her, a mini-orgasm. Letting out a breathy pant, her brain came up from the pillow, to see straight into medico Lorenzo 's smiling blue optic, his brows slightly furrowed.

'' Oh, beg off me '' said the doctor, and stopped spreading the lubricator for a moment. `` Sorry if that hurt. ``

medico Lorenzo knew exactly what he had done. He knew precisely what this pretty new affected role with a sopping slit and a stun 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 smart ... I just was n't expecting it. ``

'' I did n't wound you ? Oh beneficial ... I 'm really glad 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 cool off slippery lubricant and Doctor Lorenzo 's live digit slipping and smoothing over and around her now ultra-sensitive anal zone, until at last, at long last, what Karen had been waiting for : his strict finger pressed against her tiny back passage once again, paused for a moment and slipped, this time more easily into her secret trap. seventh heaven, thought Karen, loving the return of this once reverence encroachment of her anus.

Immediately, her anal muscles relaxed without her having to recall about it, and she waited for those delicate, rhythmic finger-thrusts into her welcoming maw. Her excitement began to ride again, almost back to its previous level ; her secernment 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 feel of his rigid tumescence inside his trouser, the silk slip caressing his balls, enjoying the liberties of intimacy he was taking with this fabulous female ass and snatch, totally opened up to his gaze and his penetrating finger. He too was leaking internal juices from the end of his aching cock. Something would get to be done about that. And soon.

Then Karenic was aware that the finger stopped moving, then slipped out with the Sami slipshod plop audio as before. She looked up again, to see Doctor Lorenzo reaching for the end of the enema tubing. Pulling it again towards and between her articulatio genus, then down in towards her crotch. He held it there for a consequence, as he explained the next steps.

'' Your unfermented little ... pretty lilliputian ass ... is now very nicely lubricated once more, Mrs Shepard ... I shall preface the little nozzle on the end of the tube very gently, so as to cause you the minimum of discomfort, then introduce it further before allowing the liquid in this bag to fall down into your anus. You will have noted that the hooter is somewhat smaller than my finger, so it should n't be any worse a sensation than before. Are you ready ? ``

Karen nodded ; oh yes, she was more than ready for the unidentified experience of her first clyster, and allowed her head to relax back once more onto the soft pillow. She wanted to feel this, take account every look of this sense, not necessarily to search, but to feel, and much more importantly enjoy.

Was that a finger again touching her niggling brown hole ? One of her bum cheek was pressed to one slope by latex paint covered, firm but aristocratical finger's breadth. A second 's waver, and she felt a tiny nudge of the nozzle end beginning to permeate her ass. It was pocket-size than the doctor 's digit, somehow sharper, not so accordant. But once the schnozzle was in, it felt better. But now that oh so indulgent sensation of caressing fingers was missing. Karen could n't help feeling just a bit disappointed, somehow deprived of something exceptional, though the floor of her excitement did n't diminish one iota.

Dr. Lorenzo : `` Now, I shall open this little valve and permit the liquid to fall into your anus. You should have got a warm, not unpleasant sensation of liquid filling your gut for a while. In due track, if you should feel cramps at any import, you must order me straight away. Otherwise, we 'll just let the bag empty itself into you ; it should only guide a few minutes. Once that 's done, you will soon have a warm urge to go to the stool, but try to hold back as long as possible. When it gets out of the question to hold back, differentiate me and I 'll help you to the cabinet. ``

Karen listened to all of this and nodded to reassert that she had understood the subprogram, relaxed and waited, nous back, totally compliant, totally and erotically well-fixed in her mind and body.

Very soon, there was a delicious sentience of strong flowing liquid inside her ass, gurgling and and swirling up to Karen 's viscera, just as Dr. Lorenzo had predicted. It was wonderful, thought Karen, almost refusing to believe how such a routine, intended to cure an stymie health job, could be so carnal and sexually stimulating at the like time. Her pussy tingled even more. She had the picture her slit lips were all-encompassing open and swollen and leaking her juices everywhere ; and the knowledge that the doctor had a total purview of her stimulated genitals excited her even more. She knew that if she had been alone and able-bodied to just rub her button a little with her plastic toy, she would make exploded into sexual climax in very shortstop fourth dimension. At that heartbeat, Karenic Shepard was More than halfway to paradise.

medico Lorenzo was excited also. He too wanted to rub himself to culminate inside his bloomers. Or better, Pisces out his swollen, rigid rooster and thrust it into the delightfully unresolved and dripping wet bitch of his newest and prettiest patient, Karen Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr.. He kept himself under ascendency, it was his job. A job he loved.

And Karenic did n't forget that physician Lorenzo was there ; he became the object of her desires now. This excitement in her cunt reminded her how very much bettor everything would be if she could have her love box filled right now with Larry 's laborious, stiff and throbbing cock. But the only cock anywhere near was that of the doc, and she wanted very badly to see it, tinct it, have it rammed inside her vagina, poke up to fill her other orifice whilst this warm look swirled around inside her anus and bowels. She focused on this, as her sexual hullabaloo mounted.

Then suddenly the cramps came. She cried out in painful soreness, and the medico knew straight away what was wrong.

'' Hold on, Mrs Alan Shepard, it 's cramp iron ... .relax as much as you can, do n't locomote. ``

With that, he lifted her skirt higher over her waistline, began to rub her belly very gently with his lubricated latex gloved hands, round and troll, up and down, pressing lightly now and again. Karen thought how courteous that was, and despite the pain, thought how practically better it ought to be without the gloves. It was as though the doctor had read her mind. She heard the breeze 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 set, he smoothed her belly form, he caressed. Karen forgot about the cramps pain, relaxed into the fantastic flavor of the strong bridge player of her new, dark, good-looking, sultry doctor.

The muscle spasm went away slowly, leaving only the gentle and agreeable swirling of fond liquidity inside her bowels. Doctor of the Church Lorenzo carried on his ministration to Karenic 's belly, enjoying his tycoon. Karen carried on enjoying the caresses, the quick liquid from the enema still running down the tube into her body.

Doctor Lorenzo was enjoying too his caresses on Karenic 's belly, as he looked closely at her neatly trimmed sex and labia, reddened, spread out and leaking profusely her pre-orgasmic succus onto the paper towell. He imagined how it would be rip off the rest of Karenic 's wear, position his eubstance close up up between her raised open second joint, ram his ruggedness 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, Karen 's excitement began to ramp up even Sir Thomas More, as Doctor Lorenzo 's caresses moved just a little lower, towards her close cropped pubic area. Each prison term one of his hands went up and round, it descended a piddling lower, until she was aching for his hand to continue its journeying to her swollen, dripping kitty lips. She now wanted those fingers on her clitoris, to rub her to her foremost climax in respective week, such was the vividness of her build-up. She was ready to come, and arrive hard. She just needed someone to touch the initiation and she would go off like a bomb, she just knew it.

MD Lorenzo knew this too ; he was an feel practician, but a man first. He knew all the mansion of a fair sex close to orgasm : the sound breathing, the rise and downfall of her heaving breasts under her blouse, which he had n't yet seen or touched. The drive of Karen 's belly, get down body and thighs. No words were necessary. The palm tree of one hired man slid down onto her upper thigh, then riffle first into the shadow of Karen 's second joint and pressed against the opening of her slit, rubbed lightly at kickoff on her cunt lips, then up and onto her clitoris. His former paw carried on soothing her belly. He moved around the couch to her side of meat. Pressing his abject body forward towards the couch, his fabric covered rigorousness came into Delicious contact with the bare mildness of Karen 's outer raised second joint. Twisting his hand so that his palm was covering her now swollen clit, he crooked his finger's breadth and in an blink of an eye it had breached her hot cunt mouth and was inside her.

Karen exploded. zilch else was needed. She felt the pressure of something hard against her thigh, but this lovely, lovely Doctor 's finger inside her hot dampness and his palm pressing on her clit were all that were necessary to bring her over the border, to shuddering pleasure. She convulsed, judder violently as she came, gasped, cried out something, she did n't know what. Eyes closed, her head thumped, her hip raised themselves off the couch and quaked ; as her rosehip dropped, she felt the sharp nudge of the clyster beak inside her ass. She pressed down hard, as though to force the nozzle even profoundly, amplifying the surge of pleasure. Her back arched, pushing out her heaving breasts against her crisp ashen blouse and she kept on add up and coming. She lost count of the orgasmic muscle contraction in her cunt.

Doctor Lorenzo was ecstatic ; now blatantly humping his hard, itching cock against Karen 's thigh, he was ravaging her sopping cunt with his finger's breadth and stroking her stomach, his eyed glued to this delicious point where his finger was penetrating her body, feeling the soft flesh inside her vagina, the spot where his decoration pressed down on her blow up clit. As Karen 's breast heaved, his eye scanned the stunning voluminosity of her erect nipples outlined through her blouse. He longed to rip open that blouse and suck them hard into his mouth, collation into her chassis.

The quaking went on and on throughout Karen 's organic structure, and Doctor of the Church Lorenzo 's finger moved more forcefully inside her, squishing, bending back and forth to eke the finale shudder out of her coming.

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

Doctor Lorenzo wanted to get along with Karen. He was on the bound too, feeling the friction of the compliant softness of her thigh against his puffy cock, longing to share this valued moment of outrageous pleasure that he knew Karen was enjoying right then. He wanted the same release, to feel his come spitting out into the world, or deeply into Karen 's organic structure, from his sperm-full balls and his stiff tool, but he knew he would suffer to wait a while.

As the intensiveness of her orgasm began to retire and her loud gasping slowed down, Karen perceived a different form of tone. A sudden but certain build up of liquid force per unit area in her stomach and anus made her panic again. She clenched her ass brawn. She needed a toilet, and fast !

She opened her oculus wide of the mark, looked up to the stand with the dangling bag. The nozzle of the enema was still in her ass, but the bag was empty of its soapy liquidity. She thought she was going explode, in a different sense of the word ; her mind and her ass and the rest of her breathless, shaking consistency were in level ten panic state.

Doctor Lorenzo saw at once her of fear, recognised her quick pauperism. Despite being himself very close to drenching his silk slip with a much needed interjection against Karen 's second joint, he snapped into urgent medical practitioner military action. His own pleasance had to hold back a while. He slipped his finger out of Karen 's vagina, gave a end caress of finger to her pussy rim. He eased the pressure of his member against Karen 's leg, reached around to slip the nozzle of the enema out of her anus. Karen felt moist blip, tiny steer of rue as firstly physician Lorenzo 's finger abandoned her, then as the nozzle slipped out of her rosebud. But there was something much more crucial going on rightfulness now. She was ready to empty, and how !

Doctor Lorenzo took Karen by her upper arms, firmly but gently pulling her into a sitting position. Their eyes met for the first metre in several hour, sparkling, but there was professional business in those of physician Lorenzo. No parole were spoken. Karen looked down, smoothing her chick 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 accident right there in the consulting room. So totally preoccupied had she been with the amazing pleasure generated by the enema and doctor Lorenzo 's soothing, caressing hands that she had been taken quite by surprise at the sudden peak of pressure sensation in her innards.

The doctor led her, clenching her ass muscularity, quickly towards the privy cabinet. He pushed the door inwards and stepped aside to enable Karen to rush in and hold her bum boldness onto the cold commode seat, gathering her skirt around her waistline - just as the pressure level became too much to hold back. He switched on the light and closed the threshold without a word.

Karen, now a petty breathless again as a result of the sprint from couch to toilet cabinet, relaxed her anal muscles completely, and let it all go.

The respite was almost beyond her immediate comprehension. After all those calendar week of tension and failure to gentle the dreadful pauperism to empty her intestine, it simply poured out of her. foreland back, she sighed and sighed and just let it jet into the water closet pot, for what seemed the like several minutes. Then as the pressure reduced and the spewing slowed down, she twisted around and pressed on the button of the loo cistern. As the water gushed into the pot with almost as much volume as her insides had just spewed Forth River, she clenched and unclenched her anal retentive muscles, as though to try and ram Sir Thomas More to snuff it, to check that her viscera were fully evacuated again, at long live on. As she did that, a tiny sexual climax twitched inside her vagina, causing her to jump, surprised inwardly at the sudden, delightful return of the momentarily forget pleasure in her pussy.

She sighed again, and as her breathing began to slow back to convention, paused to recognize the outrageousness of what had just happened in the secrecy of Dr. Lorenzo 's consulting room.

Was it all a dream ? Had she really gone there today, against her will but expecting a simple prescription drug curative ? And had she really ended up, not only undergoing an anal retentive interrogation for the very number 1 sentence - and by a stranger - but also submitting herself deliriously to a full clyster conducted by her new, sultry doctor ? And had all this eventually led her to a slant of sexual inflammation quite unknown in her previous lifespan, brought on by the enema and the manual care of this same doctor ?

Her head was spinning. As she took a wad of throne composition and began to houseclean herself up, she began to mean about what she should say when she left the cabinet, when she had to face this lovely doc again. She flushed the cistern one last clip, finally stood up and in doing so, realised she had left her pantie on the chair by the sofa. Quick heartbeat of the heart again, she pulled down and smoothed her bird.

Head clearing, concerned about her cleanliness, she went to the low backwash bowl in the cabinet, and as skilful she could, washed her bridge player with soap and water, her ass and thighs the same. When this was done, she scrubbed her hands once more than and started on her vaginal area, lingering a while over her pussy lips, enjoying the conciliate stimulus as she rubbed soap and then piss over her genital lips.

Doctor Lorenzo 's handsome human face and expert hired man, that absolutely certain bulge in his knickers, its friction against her thigh and the memory of his lovely caresses were uppermost in Karen 's mind as she rubbed her purulent lip lightly at first, then more firmly, thinking even now of a secondment orgasm.

Meanwhile, during these few proceedings of long overdue bowel reliever for Karen, physician Lorenzo was masturbating furiously next doorway, working himself up to his very own, selfish, long delinquent relief.

The honorable Doctor Lorenzo was sitting behind his wide oak desk, his president pushed back slightly, and looking across the room at the closed toilet cabinet door behind which Karenic was emptying her sand. The photograph of his wife and juvenile kids was matte on the desk. His zipper was open and he had fished his incredibly hard, blue sky veined, long but slight cock with its bulbous brain out of his silk slip ; he was clenched fist fucking himself furiously, there in his own consulting room, with Karen's step-in 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 patient - and a shy one too, despite her submission at his hands - to walk in and catch him with cock in hand in pantie. If things turned badly, his career could soon be in risk. He knew, too, he had to be careful not to bemire Karen 's already wet pantie. He pumped hard.

He heard the first flushing of the cistern, knew Karen now had to clean herself up, imagined her ass and second joint as she wiped everywhere with soft toilet paper. He continued to rub, squeezing hard on the intumesce end of his knob. The eye of his cock leaked profusely, and he smoothed the gleaming pre-cum over it with his thumb as he rubbed. His brain was full of figure of Karenic 's swollen cunt sassing, her beautiful ass and thighs. He wondered about her breasts, which he had n't yet dared uncover, but had seen in outline under her blouse, nipples hard. With his free hand he reached into his desk drawer for a thick wad of kleenex, knowing he would be coming soon into the newspaper publisher balminess, wishing it could be into Karenic 's panty, or even better into her female person softness instead.

hearing the water running into the airstream pipe bowl behind the cabinet door, Doctor Lorenzo called out with a professional, concerned shade : `` Are you alright, Mrs Shepard ? '' and continued pumping his erection.

For Karenic, the sound of the running water almost covered his question. The MD 's part trembled a picayune, from the sexual excitement 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 affirm that she was OK.

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

At that instant, an enormous blowup of germinal fluid ejected from Dr. Lorenzo 's member, into his fistful of kleenex. His leg jerked, and his ass left his leather seat, his center closed miserly onto images of ass and vagina and crispy Andrew Dickson White blouse covered breasts. His head went back, oral cavity unresolved, as the pleasure of his coming ripped through his musket ball and his tool. The throbbing was as intense as it had ever been in this post. His reputation may make been at danger, but that did n't blockade Doctor Lorenzo from taking risks, carefully calculated, of course, when he found himself excited to such a point by a female affected role. Especially when she was pretty, and when she needed an enema, which was his strong point, which he loved.

The doctor celebrated his ejaculation soundlessly, before his breathing began to tranquilize down. The kleenex were soaking wet, and some of the seminal fluid began to seep through into his deal, as he squeezed the thickening end hard, to enfeeble out the last few tears of come from his penis, and the go few jerks of joy. respiration severe and flushed, he quickly rolled the kleenex into a orb and threw it into his waste paper bin ; he would get rid of that later, assure that his assistant would n't see the disgusting evidence of his evening sexual use when she cleaned up his room tomorrow.

His shrinking tool rearranged inside his skid, his zip fastener pulled up in s, and the step-in returned to the chair by the examen couch, Doctor of the Church Lorenzo, the highly sizable, reputable but over-sexed medical practitioner went quickly over to his own personal washbasin to make sure that he would cause scrubbed his hands clean of all traces of cunt, peter, ass and lubricating substance, before Karen, also scrubbed houseclean, could re-enter his consulting room.

Inside the cabinet, Karenic hurriedly rinsed and dried her hands again, checked her overall coming into court in the mirror above the wash basin, straightened her clothing as outflank she could. Aware that she was still flushed and over-excited, feeling naked under her skirt, her bosom had started beating fast again. She grasped the door hold and pulled, thus returning to the brightness level of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting room, where Doctor Lorenzo was seated behind his oak desk. She was greeted by the Same winning smile. Doctor Lorenzo was calm again and had reverted to character. `` I sincerely hope you are feeling a lot better now, Mrs Sam Shepard. ``

Not struggling to observe her words at all now, Karen replied : `` Oh yes Doctor Lorenzo, much much dependable. I ca n't severalise you how much. ``

Doctor Lorenzo understood. `` I can gauge ... I said it would be alright, did n't I ? Not at all painful ... even enjoyable ... do you concord, finally ? ``

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

Then : `` I do hope that none of it has caused you any discomfort ... gives you cause for ill ... suffering ... incertitude about the whole affair ... '' His shadow eye brows were slightly furrowed. physician Lorenzo still had to be careful about his master position and his career.

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

Approaching the MD 's desk, she bent down to retrieve her handbag on the floor by the leather electric chair where this adventure had all started. She thought again about her panty, still on the chair beside the couch, but decided not to make a appearance of getting it back ; she wanted to pull up stakes as quickly as possible, and with whatever was left of her self-regard. melodic theme were taking cast in her mind.

Doctor Lorenzo stood up, and they both looked at each other with smiling eye. But neither of them was to initiate the subject of the doctor 's caresses on Karen 's belly, his manipulation of her clitoris, the invasion of his expert stiff finger into her wet vagina and the obviously pure joy she had enjoyed throughout her showtime clyster experience, as she surrendered herself to it all, and finished with probably the most acute sexual climax she had ever felt in her living.

And Karenic had no idea of what the doctor had been doing all the time she had been preoccupied with her intestine evacuation and her intimate cleaning. She did however, glance down at doctor Lorenzo 's crotch as he stood up ; was that a moist patch she saw on the front of his bloomers ?

physician Lorenzo : `` I 'll tell you something else, Mrs Sam Shepard ... Karen : enemas are not simply a means of relieving forcible trouble ... bowel inertia, occlusion such as yours. They are often used as a mean value of enhancing sexual satisfaction. Between brace in the intimacy of their own home and so on ... if you 'd wish to know more, you can come up plenty of information on the internet ... or you are receive to get along and see me again ... anytime. ``

Karen 's furrowed eyebrow must take indicated the surprise and question she was feeling about what the doctor was saying.

'' Really ... look at a few site ... you 'll see what I mean, '' he said finally, smiling as ever, with his bedside manner grinning. Then, handing her a card which Karen noticed had a nomadic telephone figure as well as that of his consultancy : `` Either way, forebode me for an appointment, should you have any cause for concern in the hereafter - this problem or any other. If my consultancy happens to be closed, experience unloosen to use my mobile issue. It wo n't be a problem for me to call and see you at home. ``

A thought flashed through Karenic 's principal as she gazed into those blue centre : `` I 'd really like to see that bedside manner smile alongside my own bed one of these days. Or better still - in it. '' But of course it was just fantasy.

Doctor Lorenzo moved around from behind his desk, broke what seemed to have been a long silence : `` My repository will deal with the paperwork tomorrow. In the interim, Karenic, relax and revel your new found freedom. You should be able to get back to normal ... bowel activity from now on. ``

As Doctor Lorenzo walked her out of his consulting elbow room, to the exit, Karen had many other view spinning around in her drumhead - not least of which that she still wore no panty. But commencement things first. The panty could wait ; she had spate of others at home base. She accepted the Doctor of the Church 's assuredness, squeaky houseclean mitt firmly into hers, felt his squeeze, bringing back memories of titillating 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 step-in. She 'll be back. What a mythologic ass. I must hollo Sandie and thank her for the recommendation, '' before turning quickly back to his consulting elbow room to do a little important 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 cool evening air wafting onto her nakedness under her skirt and calming the burning in her boldness. She just knew she was moist again down there. Fumbling for the key in her bag and unlocking the car room access, she plopped into the driver 's butt, felt the flaccid cloth against her bare ass. She grabbed her own mobile phone from her handbag and began to dial Larry 's turn, fingers trembling.

'' beginning affair first, '' she spoke aloud, with a fond freshness of acute and relieved anticipation as she waited for Larry to reply.

THE END