Doing the Doctor

Having just recovered from chemo treatment for a blood cancer, I was in a 3 monthly review cycle to monitor blood count levels and my return to health. The specialist doctor who treated me for the cancer had just left the cancer centre and been replaced by a female doctor new to that centre. I was somewhat disturbed by this change and not comfortable about meeting the new specialist.

Anyway the time came for me to attend the clinic to get feedback on my latest blood tests and for advice on progress with my recovery. The new doctor called my name in the waiting room and lead me into her room. As I followed her in I felt my trepidation disappear the new doctor Helen, was a slim, tall woman about late 40s, with shapely legs, tanned body and trim waist.

Sitting opposite Helen in her consulting room I couldn’t drag my eyes off her lovely tanned boobs seemingly wanting to pop out over the top of her low cut dress. A total cougar was how my mind described her to me. She moved her chair closer to me and asked how I was feeling and any side effects lingering from my treatment. I could see she had noticed me ogling her breasts, but rather than adjust her top to cover up she leant forward further exposing the top of her boobs.

Helen smiled at me with sensual eyes before looking towards the computer screen with my results on. Everything seems to be going very well she read, saying blood count levels were almost back to normal, and all blood markers have recovered well. She asked how did I feel in myself and did I have any other concerns. I said I was very happy with my return to health and was following diet and exercise regimes as recommended. She noted that down and looked back at me asking again any other concerns.

I stuttered and asked if the tests had included testosterone levels, as they had been very low during treatment and I had felt several lumps in my breasts, which the previous specialist said were connected to the low hormone levels. Helen looked back at the screen and said disappointingly that testosterone had not been checked. She asked if the breast lumps were still worrying me. I said they were not as sensitive as before but were still there a bit.

She said let’s check them out, hop up on the examination couch and take your top off. I was surprised when she opened the consulting room door, hung a Consultation Underway sign outside and closed and locked the door. As I lay down with my top off she moved close and asked for permission to touch my breasts, I smiled and said inappropriately it would be my great pleasure. I’m sure I didn’t say that on purpose, but it certainly ratcheted things up. The doctor moved in closer again, and squeezed and fondled both of my breasts. At the same moment I felt her move her hips towards the edge of the couch where my arm was lying. I felt a jolt of excitement run through my body as the heat of her lower body engulfed my arm.

Does that feel uncomfortable Helen asked as she squeezed my breasts again. I said not really I can feel a slight lump deep down but much less than before. She said most males and females have some abnormalities in their breasts that are usually benign. Again another slip from my mouth, I haven’t felt a woman’s breasts for so long I cannot compare from memory. She said nothing just moved her hips in further over my arm rubbing her pussy up and down on my bent knuckles. Well why don’t you feel mine and compare to yours she offered.

Helen asked why I hadn’t touched a woman’s boobs for so long, was I celebate or unable to have sexual relations. I said no to both, my wife and I have slept in separate beds for years and we just don’t have sex at home. Oh she said that’s unfortunate for you both, a healthy sex life helps with your general health status. Helen said she had similar issues as her partner was living in the east and she didn’t come over often at all. She emphasised the SHE in her voice, which by now was sounding quite a bit horser. Well let’s check out these breasts shall we.

With that said she dropped her top and bras down to her waist, then she lifted both my hands onto her breasts. Wow her breasts were the best I’d seen on a middle aged woman in years. Full, soft and erect nipples, some might say her nipples were puffy, just so delightful to perv on and to touch. I massaged both her breasts and tweeted her nipples bringing them more erect and darker. She was breathing heavily now and still fondling my breasts as well.

Then she said between heavy breaths, why don’t we help each other, you aren’t getting any sex at home and I’m frustrated to hell not having fucked anyone since I moved to Perth. She slowly moved her hand from my breast down my chest and stomach to rest on my cock. Until that point I hadn’t realised I had a raging erection pushing out hard on my trousers, Helen grabbed it gently and said I can see you definitely need a good fuck.

Are you sure I asked, we are in your office and you must have other patients to see. Not at all she said, I don’t have any more appointments today and the reception staff have gone to a luncheon off site. Sure, I said, I would love to fuck you but on one condition. She continued to fondle my cock and said what’s your condition. I said that you will let me eat your pussy out first and then we fuck. She agreed and stood dropping her dress and panties to the floor.

Her pussy was shaved and wet with her juices dribbling down the inside of her legs. Wow you look very ready I said. I sure am she said, I must warn you that I squirt whenever I climax. Another first for me, I said I have not fucked a squirter before.

With that said I pulled her hips towards where I sat on the couch, and kissed her pussy long and hard. She pulled my head further between her legs and rubbed her cunt up and down against my mouth. I sucked and nibbled on her pussy lips and clit as she moaned and ground herself into my face. Very quickly she became aggressive, forced her pussy into my mouth and squeezed her legs tightly around my head as she climaxed. True to her prediction she squirted a flow of pussy juices over my face. She was panting heavily and continued to hump on my mouth as she came down from her climax. Wow I exclaimed that was one of the best face fucks I have ever given. Your squirting was a huge bonus something I haven’t experienced before.

I stood dropped my trousers and jocks and with a free hand slapped my hard cock between her legs. She turned away from me and bent forward giving me a wonderful view between her legs from her puckered anus, through her pronounced pussy lips, to her engorged clit. I continued to rub my cock on her pussy lips and clit, bringing her arousal back close to climax.

Helen panted heavily and demanded I fuck her hard and deep. I was very ready and just slipped my cock to the opening of her pussy and held it close to entering her. She took the lead and slammed her pussy back hard onto my cock. She moaned aloud and breathed even heavier. We both got into a great rhythm humping back and forward as we further approached a climax. Helen shouted cum inside me I need your spunk deep inside. We both climaxed a few minutes later, with my cum her pussy juices and volumes of squirt all over both of us, the couch and floor.

As we embraced each other in the after sex euphoria we realised the clinic staff were back from lunch moving along the passage outside the locked door. Helen kissed me deeply and said we should dress and clean up quickly before we get sprung. We both moved as quickly as possible and only a few moments later Helen was able to open the consulting room door, shake my hand and thank me for attending the appointment. She looked past me to the receptionist, and said bulk this appointment no charge for Mr Smith.

I thanked Helen, turned to the receptionist and asked for another appointment when a second set of blood tests would be back in the clinic. She arranged a date and time a few days forward, smiled and asked if that would be okay. I nodded and added hope you all had a good lunch today. The receptionist looked a little embarrassed saying the staff lunch was next week, they had all been in the clinic during the last hour, which she emphasised significantly. I smiled meekly and mumbled whoops sprung eh.

Yes, you could say that, she said, we try not to listen too closely, but you guys were full on in there so it was hard to ignore. I looked dumbly at her unable to respond. The receptionist said don’t worry we never mention anything outside the office.

I stood mortally embarrassed unable to move, the receptionist said everything is fine here we will see on Friday for your next appointment. Still in a daze I left reception and hopped into my car on the street.

I was wondering what would happen when I attend my next appointment on Friday.