HANDS ON EXAM
Dr. Kelly Brooks had just gotten out of a nasty divorce and was looking to spread her wings sexually. She found enjoyment out of corrupting the young adults of America while they were under the influence of laughing gas. She didn’t make them do anything they didn’t already want to do, but the drug made them more susceptible to her advances. She became a cougar never looking back and always forward to her next conquest. She spies her young assistant getting hot and heavy with a college heartthrob. Never imagining they would ever see each other, she comes to know him to be the little boy that turned into a man. Her experience isn’t exactly a secret and some of the guys at school had forewarned knowledge, but she had required the utmost discretion at the threat of their girlfriends finding out. What happens when her desire turns into a five fisted salute to take her breath away?
Chapter one
I had a hectic schedule working a 9 to 5 existence in an office dedicated to healing those suffering.
My profession was in dentistry and I found after the divorce there was a stable of young men begging for my attention. I wasn’t shy and had huge breasts to make them slobber over me every time they were in a position to look down my blouse. It was half the battle to seduce them. Many of them didn’t need the added incentive of the gas.
I didn’t do anything until I was assured of their discretion, but I was reluctant to unburden myself of the dirty fantasy never fulfilled.
It was still very much in the back of my mind, but I was hesitant to give them a peek behind the curtain of my depravity. It didn’t hurt those guys referred me to others never letting on what they were truly getting themselves into.
The divorce papers were the best things to happen to me in a long time. I was depressed, but I fought my way out of it to see the light of day again.
“Dr. Kelly Brooks, I believe your next appointment for a cleaning is here.” He wasn’t my type over 40 and a receding hairline, but it didn’t mean that I couldn’t be professional.
“I’m going to have to retrieve your file from my assistant. Make yourself comfortable and by all means, wear the headphones and listen to some classical music while you wait. I always find it a calming influence and everybody seems nervous when they come through those doors.” He was staring at my bosom and the way my nipples were poking through the thin garment covering them without a bra.
Word of mouth traveled quickly and most of my clientele were men. I liked the attention and the body I had sculpted after the divorce needed to be appreciated. I was 5’7, brunette with seductive green eyes, glasses for the intellectual touch, and a pair of round basketballs developed when I was a little too young to understand the effect that was going to have on the opposite sex.
I had my hair pulled back into a ponytail. It was obvious Steven Wright had come here looking for a discreet way to look at me without having to explain. I didn’t mind and I had learned early on my body was made to be worshipped.
It was too bad I lost sight of my sexuality when my husband stunted me sexually. He was a wandering cad with several women on the side. It wasn’t like he was trying to hide it with lipstick marks on his collar and phone calls in the middle of the night.
The last and final straw came when I walked through the door at the end of a long shift to find him sleeping with my assistant. She had called in sick. She was no longer with me and I had replaced her with a pompom cheering cheerleader with her youthful enthusiasm on display at the front desk.
“I’ve heard good things about you. I’m glad you were able to fit me in on short notice. I know you are a busy woman.” I retrieved his file and came back to find his cock had grown quite substantially in my absence.
It was rather impressive, and I was tempted, but he was the type that wouldn’t be able to keep his mouth shut. The best thing to do was to keep myself busy, but still quite happy to see how he had reacted to the tight blouse a little too small for my frame.
He was licking his lips and watching with bated breath while I was bent over him cleaning his teeth. I heard voices at the desk, but the office was closed for the day with this last appointment on the books. I tried to hear what was being said, but I was distracted.
It didn’t take me more than 20 minutes to finish with Steven Wright and he looked rather disappointed when he walked out with a forlorn expression on his face. His suit was custom made and I had a feeling the frequency of his visits was going to be more than normal.
There was nobody at the desk. Amanda was a little flighty, but she was always professional staying until the last possible minute to clear things up on my schedule.
I heard this moan from down the hall and I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
I walked down the hall, but I stopped and took off my heels approaching silently like a mouse. The door was slightly ajar and I could see her on top of a muscled young man but I couldn’t see his face, but the rest of him had me drooling from the moment I laid eyes on him.
There was no doubt he was young enough to be my son, but the fountain of youth could be found between a young man’s legs. I was going to interrupt by knocking loudly or raising my voice, but I stayed quiet.
I began hiking up my black skirt to reveal my soaking red panties. Just because I didn’t want to become a part of the sexual rumor mill in town didn’t mean that I wasn’t affected by Steven’s cock.
“I don’t know why you keep coming around like this. I’m surprised you’re even able to do anything after you took that elbow to the jaw on the field. Your mother’s pain pills are only going to last for a couple of more days. I wish I could tell you to stop, but I don’t want to.” Amanda with her blond hair fanning over his face obscured his identity from my eager eyes.
“It does hurt and I should have somebody look at it. Dr. Kelly Brooks is my dentist. I have a confession to make. I didn’t come here looking for this. I wanted to make a face to face appointment with the good doctor. She’s my family dentist, but last time I saw her was when I was around 10 years old. I doubt she would remember me.” He had his hand underneath her black sweater fondling her breasts which didn’t even measure up to my impressive endowment.
“She’s not seeing anybody today, but I could probably fit you in tomorrow. Call early and I will see what I can do. In the meantime, I think I should look out in the parking lot to make sure she is gone. I’ve never done anything at the office, but you bring out the bad girl in me.” She didn’t know, but I had come in by taxi in the morning after dropping my car off at the garage.
She peered through the blinds and I could see the smile on her face when she turned to lift her sweater over her head.
My fingers were examining the crotch of my panties, running my finger down the cleft threatening to swallow the material.
“You have a beautiful body. I bet being a dental assistant that you have a firm grasp on oral hygiene,” He said not been very subtle about wanting his cock sucked right there in the chair where I did some of my best work.
“That’s a bit cheeky if you pardon my English. I had a year abroad in England and it broadened my horizons. Let me show you what I learned.” She went after his zipper while her tiny blue bra was showing how her breasts had been remarkably restrained.
“I knew you were hiding something, but I had no…” He hesitated and she pulled him into her breasts smothering him in a delicious way for a young man of his impressionable youth.
He frantically pulled down the bra to expose her healthy nipples already hard enough to cut through glass. His mouth consumed them one after the other, leaving them dripping with his spit which he eagerly lapped up before sticking his hand up underneath her skirt while she was on top of him.
“I try not to advertise to give the boys ideas. I’m quite selective.” Amanda was moving her lower body over the bulge inside his pants.
I was hiding in the shadows able to see everything without them having any idea I was there. She could’ve asked for permission and I would have gladly given her a safe place to explore her hidden desires. It wasn’t unheard of for cheerleaders to go for the attention of the football stars.
I heard his zipper and then she was in possession of something that made my mouth water. She tried in vain to take every single inch and I had to give her an A for effort. He was thrusting making the attempt to take the matter out of her hands, but she kept her fingers wrapped around the base to hinder his progress.
“God damn it…take your hands away and let me fuck your mouth,” He argued and struggled to get his cock down her throat, but she was reluctant to choke on the thing.
She finally came up for air sliding her hands up underneath his shirt pulling it from where it was tucked in his belt.
He threw his head back when she scratched his nipples with her long and manicured red nails. She had maneuvered on top of him and let out a long breath when she began to slide down his pole. It was 10 inches, but I wasn’t able to see it with her skirt hanging over his crotch.
My finger came in contact with my clit and followed in a straight line down to the bubbling brook of my hole. I was dripping, soaking wet and happy to inhale my finger thinking it was his cock in my hot little cunt.
“So fucking tight, but I bet you can stretch to take all of me.” He had his hands on her hips and I still couldn’t see his face which was frustrating.