stevebasiclovestheworld: stevenbasic:Oh lord… I thought, now that she’d fully taken h
stevebasiclovestheworld: stevenbasic: Oh lord… I thought, now that she’d fully taken her sweater off, she’s all tit… Deanna was a new assistant of mine, at my medical practice, and I was accustomed to seeing her only in her uniform, a set of crisp scrubs I asked all the girls at the office to wear. I’d known she was cute, and slim, and there was no hiding the fact that she was busty even in those boxy tops. But…christ… She’d begun flirting with me soon after she’d been hired, something which quickly invited a certain amount of scorn from the other women in the office, who hadn’t failed to notice how easily the pretty little “new girl” had my attention. A quick touch of the shoulder here, a giggle or toss of the hair there, and I was, admittedly, a little taken. I remained professional, as best I could, but I think she soon knew she had my notice and now, here we were, after a couple of months, on a secret little “date”… Dinner had gone well, I guess, as awkward as I’d initially felt. She was giggly, flirty, and oh so young…I did my best to keep my embarrassment of being seen with this girl from showing but I know I seemed nervous. The three glasses of wine I’d drunk made it easier, but I hope I hadn’t been so relaxed that I got caught glancing at her chest, or outright goggling at the cleavage peeking out of her white cardigan. But then…back at her apartment, her crummy little walk-up, the sweater came off and…oh my god… Not much was said between that moment and the one where she dropped to her knees, in front of me, and started undoing my pants. I seem to remember saying something like “n-n-no, D-Deanna…st-stop…” but having my weak stammering totally squelched as she looked up at me, my cock already in hand, and pressed her breasts together between her arms. “"Oh, Dr. J…” she cooed with a wry smile of victory as she saw me goggle at the twin swells of her cleavage blossoming up between us, “..stop?” Her smile became a pout, a spoiled little pout, as she batted her long lashes up at me “..why?” Years ago. -- source link