Story 4 #2
They would do so in a moment – and you might guess, judging by the heat of passion which entered the good doctor’s eyes, that his heart, and cock for that matter, both stood up at attention.
“Jesus on a handbike!” Dr. Longpole stuttered as he turned in Ashe’s direction.
Their eyes met for a short second or two, as Ashe watched the doctor’s peepers lower down the length of her body and then back up. He did this several times, making sure to stop at those glorious tits for an extra examination or five.
“Who might this be?” He said at last, extending a hand to shake.
“Ashe Plumpkins,” the girl replied, looking directly at his flawless chin and white teeth.
“I’ll say…” The doctor sighed, now getting a good peek at her face.
The round, alluring features. A slight plumpness to the cheeks gave her a youthful appearance.
But, it was those eyes, those blazing green eyes that captured his heart.
Never before had he seen anything like them.
Veritable emeralds… and the hair of a supermodel sliding down behind her ears, exposing the tempting neck.
“She’s our newest applicant,” Ms. Fatbum informed him, cocking her head to one side in a skeptical manner. “No actual work experience, and she’s just out of scho—”
“She’s hired,” Dr. Longpole interrupted, never once removing his eyes from the blushing girl of his desires.
For Ashe’s part… it felt like a whole swarm of butterflies was invading her chest.
A bit of sweat formed on the palms of her hands, having been so intimidated by the doctor’s extremely good looks.
The sheer masculine energy radiating out from his body was unmistakable!
It seemed to flow out from his large muscles and float right over to Ashe’s nether regions – where a surge of excitement and lust took hold of the virgin girl.
She’d never been fucked, that much was true.
But something deep inside the curvy girl made her want to bend over, then and there, and take Dr. Longpole’s miraculously hard shaft.
“You start this instant,” the doctor continued in a tone which did not leave any room for rebuttal.
It didn’t matter Ashe already had plans to meet her mother for lunch.
He didn’t ask. Or that she was meant to visit her sickly grandmother later in the day.
He didn’t care. Because the hot doctor here was an alpha.
A man used to making the decisions, and having women listen to them without question.
That’s what the women enjoy in their stories – and so, the doctor, too, was a domineering asshole who could get away with these types of jerk-like behaviors because of his sexy appearance and high-status profession.
“Yes, Doctor,” Ashe answered, pushing her head to one side in a demure manner.
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The door clanged shut with a light thud, leaving Dr. Longpole and Ashe Plumpkins alone in one of the small patient side rooms.
Being an OBGYN’s office, the usual equipment occupied the space.
A little sink for washing, some cabinets, a chair and a sliding stool, but then the star of the show… one examination table.
A non-descript kind of table, placed in the middle of the room with the feet end facing the door.
Ashe’s eyes widened at the sight of the stirrups positioned on the table frame.
She’d seen them before, sure, but never in the presence of a man like Dr. Longpole.
Such searing heat and passion exuding from his very core!
This made the curvy feel as if she might melt into a puddle of lust at any second.
Trapped together in a tiny room like this…
nothing except some quiet breathing. Although Ashe seemed certain that Dr. Longpole could hear the beating of her racing heart.
For the doctor’s part, he shifted a little from one foot to the other, positive himself that she could see the pulsating of his penis – right through the pants!
Seeing that thick, juicy body did terrible things to him.
His cock refused to obey any orders he tried giving the damn thing!
Instead, his manhood tapped and prodded at the inside of his pants, hoping to break free.
Ashe’s erotic, tempting ass lingered only several feet away.
In this private room, there’d be no way she could stop him!
Not that the lusty doctor would ever consider doing such a terrible act.
But, horny women seem to love this type of dynamic.
Where the muscular man of their dreams could lose control, but for her, he doesn’t.
And so, it was with this mind that this sordid encounter continued – and little did Dr. Longpole know, but Ashe wished for the same thing…
Words normally came easy to the doctor. Being roughly 35 years old, he’d matured enough to be comfortable around women.
To say the right thing, at the right time, with the right tone.
Longpole’s voice was capable of melting panties in under 3 seconds flat, with just the utterance of an even vaguely suggestive comment.
But with Ashe Plumpkins… the man’s tongue refused to move.
Stuck, frozen in his mouth. Each time he attempted to speak, hoping a suave, debonair comment might come shooting out – nothing but a dry throat swallow followed.
How she turned away from facing the doctor, too nervous herself to make eye contact any longer. The searing passion that seemed to penetrate her very soul – also known as perv-vision.
This uncomfortably hot feeling, coupled with the examination table, the stirrups, and Ashe’s incredibly tantalizing curves… What a mess it all made when combined together!
“Would you mind assisting me?” Dr. Longpole said at last, clearing his throat.
“Of course!” Ashe replied in a manner far too quickly for the occasion. “What do you need, sir?”
She turned toward the handsome fellow, noting that he appeared to be staring right at the examination table.
However, before Dr. Longpole could formulate any sort of reply, he first had to savor the sound of Ashe’s voice.
The way she said sir to him at the end of her question.
It was instantly recognizable that this plump lass wished to be…
dominated! No other reason or cause could be the case, for not just the words, but the way in which she spoke them.
Highlighting that sir with a naughty emphasis.
Or, perhaps the doctor simply imagined this subtle nuance, and the girl was, in fact, being polite and courteous in a professional capacity.
Still, you couldn’t convince his cock of that! The way it sprang to life, once more, aiming itself in the direction of Ashe’s hefty behind!
“This, this…” Dr. Longpole began, repeating the same word a few times as he desperately sought out a finish to this sentence (much the same as this author).
Those intense eyes scanned the room, sad they were forced to leave the body of Ashe.
Ah-hah! With a snap of his fingers, Dr. Longpole continued.
“This examination table, yes, this table… It’s a new one and requires an adjustment.”
“It’s new?” Ashe asked with a rather disbelieving tone. For you see, the stirrups and table looked to be scuffed up, banged in a few places, and accompanied by other signs of extended periods of use.
The man inspected the table for a moment, shrugged, and started in right as he’d left off, as if nothing had been said to him.
“These stirrups must be adjusted. Would you be so kind as to hop up on the table there and put your feet into…”
Ashe’s face turned white. Then a deep shade of red, all in a matter of seconds.
She knew exactly what her boss would be requesting.
Anyone with half a brain could connect the dots.
A sexy woman, an examination table, a hot-blooded, virile man, and those menacing stirrups.
He’d surely want her to climb up on the table and…
spread those thick thighs in a very vulnerable position!
“The stirrups,” he nodded in a casual manner.
Strangely, the doctor said the request so calmly, so matter of factly, that Ashe wondered if perhaps she had misread the situation entirely!
Might those burning eyes really be for something else?
Just his normal expression? Could a rather chubby girl such as Ashe actually think she’d catch the attention of such a perfect man?
What a fool she had been to expect anything remotely approaching the wild conclusion.
An absolute dummy. A total and utter moro—
“I need you on that table, now, legs apart,” he commanded order. Or at least it felt that way to Ashe.
Being in a doctor’s room like this, she began taking off her clothes out of instinct.
Starting with the low-cut shirt. When spotting this action, the good doctor raised one finger in the air, as if to stop the woman…
though, it quickly returned to his side.
And instead, he permitted Ashe to remove her top – never once looking away from the flawless body.
Her many curves enhanced by slight bulges of fat, creating a very tempting figure, indeed.
A fast, steady pounding thumped in her chest.
Ashe didn’t know if this was right or proper, but she continued on with the act, ensuring that their eyes never met.
Removing her clothes was one thing, yet to do so while staring at Dr. Longpole?
Unthinkable! And so, she finished lifting the shirt over her head, where it was then placed on the nearby counter.
A black, lacy bra was all that covered the plump girl’s bountiful breasts. Large and enticing!
Dr. Longpole stroked at his stubble, lifting his chin in a slow, determined sort of way. Apparently enjoying the little striptease from his newest employee.
“Yes, sir,” Ashe said. “Over here? This off, too?”
She was motioning at her skirt, waiting for an answer from Dr. Longpole.
He gave none, but merely kept on permitting his eyes to drift up and down the faultless figure.
For some, the absence of an answer is an answer in itself!
Ashe, in this instant, turned into one of those people – as the girl began the nervous removal of her lower garment.
The material hugged her hips tighter than expected, gradually making its way down around her round ass.
This whole scenario would suggest Ashe made her movements in a teasing, seductive fashion – but, that would simply be by chance!
For you see, nervous tension took hold of her entire being, which resulted in the delayed, uncertain efforts of her arms.
Though, in time, her succulent, juicy butt was revealed to the horny doctor.