Doctor's Dream part 2
Date: 6/6/2016, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Hardcore, Author: XXXNoBounds, Source: xHamster
A sudden beep interrupts my morning perusal of files on my desk. "I have a 'Jessica' on the line for you, Doctor," the receptionist's voice announces from my speaker phone. "Thanks," I say and lower my coffee onto a coaster. It has been three days since Jessica's initial screening. I scoop the handset off the cradle when I hear the line click through. "Hello?" she says, her voice sounding squeakier than I remember. "Hi Jessica,' I reply. "How are you?" "Hi, I'm fine Doc. I'm so glad you answered. Are you busy right now?" "No, not at all. What's on your mind?" "Um, I was just calling, you know, to see if you had my results yet." "Oh. Well, no, actually I don't have your bl**d-work back yet, but that's normal. I probably won't hear from the lab until tomorrow; Friday. Don't worry yourself about it in the meantime. I still need to look at your tapes too. Like I said, I'll give you a call as soon as I have your results written up." "Oh." "It'll probably be Monday, okay?" "Okay." A pause stretches out between us over the phone. I can hear a faint static in the background so I presume she is on a cellular phone rather than a landline. "Is there anything else you wanted to talk about?" I ask. "Well... I'll be back at my college on Monday, so... um, OK this is totally random... Don't get mad, but I was wondering if, um... if you could meet me for lunch." Suddenly I am ... grinning. I have to make a conscious effort to sound calm when I ask: "You mean today?" "Yeah. Or tomorrow. Whenever's better." "Well," I say slowly, "let me just check my calendar." Of course, I have no need to scroll through the next two days' appointments on the screen in front of me. I know I can make room for this. "I tell you what, Jessica," I say after a pause, "tomorrow would be better for me." "Great!" she says with obvious excitement. "There is a little place a couple blocks from my office that I go to sometimes. If we get there at about one o'clock the worst of the lunchtime rush will be ending. How's that sound?" "Awesome. What's the name and I'll Google it." Sixty seconds later we are off the phone, but the rest of my afternoon is ruined. I can't concentrate on anything. Patients come and go. The staff hands me paperwork to sign. It is all a blur. Finally after my last patient leaves I decide I should sit and watch the 2 or 3 minutes of video made during Jessica's exam since I cannot keep her appointment out of my thoughts anyway. As I expected, the videos reveal nothing troubling. Of course, that was never the point. The process itself had been the more important component of the screening. Seeing how she adapted to that kind of physicality had been my primary objective and the tapes of course contain none of the wonderful reactions she displayed. All the images, textures and sounds of that ...