My Reawakening, Kinky Thoughts and Dirty Desires

The waiting room was rather small. As you entered there was a large window with floor length dark purple drapes and four cozy looking black leather chairs in front of it facing the door. To the right was a leather black sofa with a dark purple accent wall behind it and a small black coffee table in front as well as four more black cozy leather chairs to the other side of the sofa to create a “u” shape seating area. The reception desk was to the left built into the wall, and a door to the right of it leads to the various exam rooms. The décor was rather modern, magazines were on side tables and the lighting was dim creating a more intimate feel.

I glanced over at the clock hanging on the wall behind the reception desk…1:25p.m. As usual I rushed to get to my appointment on time and in return sit here for almost a half hour now waiting for the nurse to call my name. I swear if the Doctor hadn’t been highly recommended by so many of my girlfriends I probably would have complained. However, between his demeanor, good looks and professional reputation I can’t wait to see him for myself.

The room had a range of women waiting from early twenties to possibly seventies and to my surprise even a couple of men. Sitting on the left side of the couch I could hear magazine pages being turned, a young lady snapping her gum and occasionally my phone buzzing with texts from my husband Dan adding to my list of errands he wanted me to take care of on my way home.

My husband Dan and I were high school sweethearts. We managed to keep our relationship alive during the college years by taking turns visiting one another on the weekends. After graduating Dan got his foot in the door at a multimillion-dollar computer company and quickly made his way up to CEO. Leaving me the opportunity to stay home and focus on the family we wanted to start after our honeymoon back in 1999. Thirteen years later no kids and I am still home tending to the household and taking care of Dan’s errands to the dry cleaners, tailors, and anything else that pops up. Four days a week I also volunteer at an Art Gallery in the city giving me a chance to get out of the house and do something I enjoy and the remainder of my time I workout, spend time with some girlfriends and my family and attend numerous functions for Dans company.

One forty and a petite blond appears in the doorway with her hair pulled back in a low ponytail that hangs below her shoulders, purple hospital scrubs with white flowers and black clog like shoes. While looking down at her clipboard she opens the door, looks up at the patients and “Mrs. Gordon….” Ahhh yes finally the moment I have been waiting for!

I gathered my white Fendi handbag, Chanel sunglasses and iphone from the seat to the right of me and made my way to the nurse. “I apologize for the delay Mrs. Gordon, Dr. Motelli’s last few appointments took much longer than anticipated,” the nurse explained as we entered the room at the very end of the corridor.

I placed my belongings on the single chair next to the sink, slipped off my shoes under the seat and hopped up onto the exam table. “Here’s a gown for you. Please completely undress and make sure the opening is in the front. I will also leave this drape on the counter you can place on your lap.” She explained as she leaned over to a storage drawer and handed it to me. As I took the plastic package I looked up to see her picking up the clipboard from the right side of the sink counter, “Thank you,” I said softly. “Your welcome. Dr. Motelli will be in here momentarily, good luck,” and the door snapped shut.

I took a deep breathe, got down from the table and quickly slipped off my black strapless maxi dress, white and black satin thongs and matching bra and placed them on top of my things already on the chair. Using my thumbnail I ripped the plastic all the way open, pulled out the blue hospital gown and followed the nurses directions for dressing while my nipples began to perk up as the cold air blew out from the vent above.

Sitting back on the exam table I placed the white drape on my lap and within minutes there were two knocks on the door and Dr. Motelli entered the room and quickly closed the door behind him. His white lab coat was open and he had on navy colored slacks with a button down shirt that had stripes of white, navy blue and a lighter blue. He was about 6′ tall, average build, dark brown hair with grays mixed in on the sides and brown eyes. He had a gold watch on his left wrist, stethoscope around his neck and a pen sitting on his right ear.

A light breeze trickled through the drape around my waist as he sat down in a small chair in front of me and put my paperwork on the small table behind him. “Mrs. Gordon it’s nice to meet you,” he said as he held out his hand and we made eye contact. My heart was racing(my girlfriends were definitely right) and I was becoming slightly moist between my legs. I couldn’t stop thinking about his hands touching me in ways my husband hasn’t in years. Smiling I shook his hand, “you as well.”

“I see here you are looking to have some breast and butt augmentation done. Let’s go over your medical history and your desired size and appearance you are hoping to achieve. From there I can give you an exam, provide details on your options and answer any questions or concerns you may still have.” The consultation lasted about a half hour as we discussed implant options, incision placement, the liposuction procedure for a Brazilian butt lift, pre-op, surgery, recovery time, follow-up care, risks, and of course the cost! My nerves were settled by the time Dr. Motelli left the room and I couldn’t wait for the nurse to come take the pictures so I could set up the appointments.

Expecting the previous nurse I was not prepared at all when Nurse Beth Ann walked in and introduced herself. I was stunned she was drop dead gorgeous and looked like she was straight out of a swimsuit magazine. She was slim, perky boobs and curves in all the right places. Her long wavy hair was honey blond, her eyes sea blue with incredibly long eyelashes and the shape of them gave her a submissive look. Her olive skin and clear complexion complemented her beautiful white teeth and stunning smile and when she spoke she had a charming but naughty expression that had me intrigued and completely turned on.

I work out daily but my body definitely didn’t look like Beth Anns. I was a little apprehensive at the thought of having to be completely nude for her until her fingers gently touched my breast to get a look at what I was having done and my nipples immediately got hard and a warm sensation took over my body. Her sweet smell and soft touch activated a rush of desire I never knew was in me. Girl on Girl…had never aroused me in the past, but my imagination was running wild as I undressed her with my eyes and thought about all the dirty things we could do to each other. I felt flush and the room seemed to be getting warmer by the second.

I imagined the experience being so sensual. I wanted her naked, I wanted to feel her skin against mine, and her lips caressing and licking every inch of my body. Her fingers steadily thrusting in and out of me, gradually getting faster, as her lips and tongue meet my clit, continuously sucking and flicking. My hands clenching her hair as I reach climax and my body begins to tremble.

Mmmm…and the vision of me pleasing Beth Ann, fulfilling her needs, her legs wrapped around my neck and her pussy all over my mouth. The sound of her moans, her body stirring from satisfaction and me bringing her to ecstasy, undoubtedly takes me over the edge.

Posing briefly for the pictures I wondered if she was experiencing any thirst for me as well. Were her fingers supposed to touch me or was she trying to tell me something? I quickly got dressed and gathered my things still very much aroused and unable to shake my cravings. My panties were instantly soaked and took my stimulation to the next level as they rubbed against my clit with every step over to the desk to schedule my surgeries.

I stumbled for words as I attempted to coordinate dates with Beth Ann and pay for the consultation. I starred intently at her, absorbing as much as I could before departing. I wanted so badly to pull her lips to mine and have our tongues entangled with passion. After one last glimpse at Beth Ann I made my way back to my car.

I sat quietly with the keys in the ignition, taking slow deep breathes as my imagination continued to consume my every thought. I don’t think I have ever been so worked up before; I was an animal in heat and needed to climax NOW. I took a glance around the parking garage to see no one in sight, pulled my dress up to the top of my thighs and moved the crouch of my panties to the left. My head fell back against the seat and my legs fell to the sides as my fingers touched my slit and rapidly began rubbing my clit. My eyes closed, my fantasies came to life, and within minutes I was in full orgasm.

Paralyzed from the pleasure and feeling deeply relaxed I replayed the last hour of my day and had a permanent grin from ear to ear. Then with the buzzing of my cell, I put myself back together and went on with my day anticipating my next encounter with Beth Ann.