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Subject: The Doctor  

This is my second attempt, please feel free to comment.  If you shouldn't be
reading adult material, go away.  Copyright 1997 MataHhari.  


      Dr. Dave Hermann entered the examining room and washed his hands.  He
looked at the woman sitting on the exam table in that skimpy gown, and felt
pity.  The poor woman looked scared to death, he thought.  She looked healthy
at a glance, and he wondered what the problem could be.
     "Good morning, Mrs. Smith.  What can I do for you today?"
     "Hello, doctor.  I feel a little silly coming here for something so
trivial, but I've had a dull ache in my stomach for a while, now, and I'm
getting a little worried."  
     "Well, why don't you lay back on the table and we'll have a look."  She
lay back on the table and raised her gown to indicate where the pain was. 
Her abdomen was flat and had no pain to the touch, although her face was
flushed and she had gooseflesh.  
     "Are there any other symptoms related to the pain?" he asked.  "Any
nausea or cramping, or change in appetite?"
     "No, not really," she answered.  "Except, well, my breasts hurt as well;
kind of a burning sensation."
     "How often does this happen?"  He raised her gown to examine her breasts
and noted that they seemed quite healthy, indeed, quite full and pink.  As he
began to examine them, she took his hand and placed it, palm open, on the
left nipple.  
     "This is where the burning is, doctor.  The coolness of your hand
soothes it so well.  Would you mind cooling the other?"
     Dave pulled his hand away quickly.  He didn't get it.  Of course, he did
have some patients that tried to seduce him, but somehow, she didn't seem the
type.  She seemed to be innocent of what she was doing, and worried about her
health.  Was she truly that naive?
     "I'm not sure that is appropriate, Mrs. Smith.  Can we just continue
with the examination?"
     "The ache in my stomach is getting worse.  It seems to get stronger as
the burning gets hotter.  Can't you help me, Doctor?"  She looked at him with
frightened brown eyes, taking his hand again and placing it just above her
pubic bone.  "The ache is so strong, like a huge emptiness pulling inside me.

It feels so much better when you touch it."
     He looked at her again, aghast at what he was thinking.  Could she
really not know what sexual desire was, that the emptiness was her longing
for sex?  He realized that he was stroking her smooth skin, and that he was
aroused.  He looked again at her face.  Her eyes were closed, her lips
slightly parted, her breath rapid, breasts rising and falling rapidly.  This
can't be happening, he thought.  She's a patient!  I could lose my license,
my practice!  Even as these thoughts flew through his mind, his hand, of it's
own volition, was slowly moving up to cover her breast again.  
     "Oh, yes, doctor, that eases the burning so much.  Perhaps if you bathed
them with something cool..."
     He groaned, aroused by her innocence, overcome with desire, and bent his
head to kiss the burning nipples.  He stroked them with his tongue, no longer
caring what would happen to him.  He waited for the scream that would mean
the end of his career, but it never came.  He lifted her breasts gently with
his hands and sucked on the tender tips.  He heard her moan and swiftly moved
up to kiss her, parting her moist lips with his own.  Her arms came up to
embrace him, her body yielding to his.  He cast her gown aside, pulling her
up to a sitting position, wrapping his arms around her.  She, in turn,
wrapped her legs around him, drawing him closer.  His hands slowly traced her
face, her neck, his eyes following behind.  He wanted to learn all about this
mysterious woman, wanted to remember her forever.  He inhaled her aroma,
tasted her lips, her eyes, her breasts.  He wanted to drown in her.  And she
wanted him as much, wanted this man who set fire to her body.  She had never
known this touch before, never wanted it to end.  She began to explore his
body as well, removing his lab coat, then his shirt.  She combed her fingers
through the downy hair on his chest, marveling at it's softness.  Bending her
head, she kissed his nipples and was delighted to hear him moan in response;
she never knew that men's nipples were so sensitive.  Emboldened, she grew
more aggressive, touching him in ways she had only thought of in her most
shameful dreams.  His reaction made her feel powerful; who knew that she
could have this effect on a man?  She reached for his belt, began to open his
trousers, when suddenly he grabbed her hand.
     "What are we doing?" he whispered hoarsely.  "Do you have any idea how
dangerous this is for me?  Or even of what I mean to do to you?  Your
innocence is dangerous!  Would you have me make love you here, in my office,
with nurses and patients just outside the door?"
     She looked at him, her eyes clear of any guile, and simply said, "Yes."
     Again he groaned, now lost beyond hope, and he picked her up in his
arms.  He laid her down tenderly, kissing her constantly, everywhere. 
Clothes removed, they lay intertwined, drinking of each other deeply. 
Raising himself above her, he looked for a sign, and saw her look directly
into his eyes, saying "Please..."
And so he allowed himself to enter her, her moistness caressing his organ,
slipping into her, fitting perfectly.  A soft sigh escaped her lips, and she
whispered, "That ache is gone!  The emptiness is filled."  He felt his
release building, saw the flush on her cheeks and breasts and knew she was
ready.  He gently bit her breast as he made a final hard thrust, and exploded
inside her, feeling her tighten and arch with her orgasm.  Breathless, they
collapsed in each others arms, satisfied and content.   
     After a time, Dave came to his senses, and remembered where they were.
     "Honey, our time is up.  I have other patients to see."  He got off the
table and dressed, pausing for an affectionate kiss to her breast.  He helped
her with her clothes, wondering what his nurses would think of his long
absence.
     "I'd say that it was worth the price of the exam," she said.  "Will you
be home late tonight?"  
     "I may; I'm a little behind schedule!" he laughed wryly.  "I love you."
     "I love you too, darling.  And I feel much better! Thanks"
Laughing, she walked through the waiting room, hiding her secret behind those
innocent eyes.

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