She hesitated before pulling her gown up, she wanted him to get one last glance at the large beautiful breasts hanging from her chest. He didn’t waste the opportunity to catch one last look.
“Thank you so much Dr. Kasselero,” she smiled, “you’ve got the right touch.”
She caught him adjusting his scrub pants, attempting to hide his growing erection.
That was how their last check-up ended. And needless to say, Christine was excited to see Dr. Kasselero this time. She heard his hand grasp the door knob and there was a sharp click as he turned it to open the door. He stepped inside the room confidently and met her gaze with a nervous smile. He turned and shut the door behind him. He was wearing well-fitting slacks today and Christine was able to steal a glimpse of his firm ass through his pants.
He was such an attractive man, she thought. He was in his mid-forties, he had dark hair with salt-and-pepper gray lightly showing throughout. He kept his hair short and he was always clean-shaven. He had deep brown eyes and thick brown eye brows. Christine could easily be lost in those eyes for days. When he looked at her with that concerned caring gaze of his, her heart melted. Above all she loved his full lips. She had never seen a man with such perfect lips, they were like little pillows, and she often found herself wondering just how soft they felt. She wondered how his lips would feel against hers. And sometimes depending on how horny she was, she even wondered how those full pillow-like lips would feel as his mouth explored her pussy.
Dr. Kasselero’s wife was a nurse and she worked in his office. She was a pretty woman, also in her mid forties, and she seemed nice enough. Christine found herself to be slightly jealous of this woman. She was willing to bet that a gynecologist knew how to perform cunnilingus like a professional, and his wife was surely always satisfied in bed, she thought.
“Good afternoon Mrs. Jones, how are you feeling today?” he asked automatically.
“I’m feeling great doctor, thank you for seeing me,” she couldn’t help but smile like a school girl. To Christine there was something extremely attractive about doctors. Perhaps it was their superior intellect, caring nature, prestige, and powerful position. She had fantasized about most of her good-looking doctors but Dr. Kasselero was in a league of his own. If he ever decided to come on to her she wasn’t sure she could stop herself. This man could have whatever he wanted, she thought lustfully.
“It’s always a pleasure,” he smiled back, “so has anything changed since we last met? Do you have any new concerns?”
“Well no, nothing new, everything seems to be going according to plan. My boobs keep getting bigger and bigger. I don’t know what I will do with these things if they grow any larger.” She let out a flirty laugh. Without thinking, she arched her back and pressed her breasts out so that they hung even further over her swollen belly. She caught the doctor’s stare as he glanced down at her tits and she smiled at him.
“Yes they will probably continue to get a little larger, you are thirty-seven weeks pregnant, so you haven’t too much longer,” he said. “May I have you lie back and let’s take a look to see how you’re coming along?”
He helped her to lie back on the table. She felt the uncomfortable paper crumpling against her bare back as she lay down. He put his hand on her back to help ease her into a lying position. She felt a surge of adrenalin, even from only his slightest touch. He brought her a small pillow for her to rest her head on and he helped her fit it behind her neck and shoulders.
“Watch your feet, I’m going to pull the stirrups out from underneath the table,” he said.
“Okay, but boy do I hate those things, they are always so cold!” she exclaimed.
He carefully slid the metal stirrups out from the underside of the table and helped Christine rest her legs on the holders. The cold metal scolded the bare skin of her thighs and calves. She gasped and sucked in a deep breath to ease the shock of the frigid apparatus.
“I apologize for the cold metal, are you otherwise in a comfortable position?” he asked.
“Yes thank you Dr. Kasselero, I’m fine,” she said. You’re lucky you’re cute, she thought to herself.
He walked toward the counter and put on a pair of gloves. He got a tube of lubricant out of the drawer and walked back over to her. He placed a stool at the end of the table and sat down. His face was directly between her spread legs. Christine felt slightly self-conscious. Dr. Kasselero had been her gynecologist for years and he had seen her vagina numerous times. But it was still unnerving to have a man examining your vagina in such a brightly lit room. She had taken the time this morning to shave her vagina very carefully and she was proud of her work, it was extremely soft and smooth. She wanted her pussy to look pristine for him.