This story contains explicit depictions of sexual activity between consenting adults. If this offends you or is illegal in your legal jurisdiction, stop reading immediately.
This is a work of fiction. The characters and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Copyright 2001 by Rodd Iron
Exam 4
Just as I reached the exit I realized I couldn't find my keys. Damn, I thought, I'm going to be late. I must've dropped them in the exam room. I spun and walked quickly back to Exam 4 where I'd seen my doctor. The door was open but the light was off, so I figured it was empty and I could look for my keys.
I turned the light on and shut the door to prevent interruptions. I looked around the examining table and the chair and all over the counter, but I couldn't find my keys. The two counters came together in a corner near the door, leaving a square hole where there was a laundry hamper. I couldn't see how my keys got back there, but it was the only place I hadn't looked. Here goes nothing, I thought. I pulled the hamper out. It barely fit between the counters.
Standing in the corner, I blocked the over-head light. So I had to kneel down to look. I slid my right hand under the toe-kick of the counter. There they were, my keys. Yes!, I thought. I stood up and put them in my right pocket, checking to make sure the pocket didn't have a hole in it. I turned off the light to leave. I had just turned the handle when I heard Rebekah's voice say something.
Okay, I'll admit it. I'm a little bit of a voyeur. I like to watch people, especially attractive women. Rebekah is definitely attractive. She has medium-length blond hair and blue eyes and a light tan. She's about five and a half feet tall with an average build. She's got a great smile and this cute little way of drawing out the last syllable of a word. I'd seen her at the doctor's office several times over the last couple of years. But I'd never fantasized about her because I was afraid she'd be my nurse someday and Mr. Happy would embarrass me.
I opened the door a crack to spy on her. She was wearing the floral shirt, blue pants, and clogs that all the nurses wore. I could see her at the nurses' station looking right toward me. I froze. Then I noticed that I could see a floral shoulder between Rebekah and me. I moved my head to the right to get a better angle. It was Vicki that Rebekah was looking at, not me.
Vicki is another nurse in the office. She has short, dark brown hair, green eyes, and a pale complexion. She's a petite and just over five feet. I thought she was pretty but she'd always given me the cold shoulder. She almost seemed angry with me, but I didn't know why since we'd never spoken. I'd definitely never fantasized about her.
Rebekah looked around quickly and pulled her shirt up. She flashed her tits at Vicki! Rebekah wasn't wearing a bra, so Vicki and I had a great view of her breasts. They were nice B-cups with light brown nipples that stood out on the white skin her bikini left untanned. With her arms up, her breasts were drawn up and perky.
She dropped her shirt and started laughing. Vicki and I both stood frozen, completely surprised. Rebekah was trying so hard to stifle her laughter she doubled over. She had recovered enough to stand upright by the time Vicki reached the nurses' station. But she was still smiling that dynamite smile. The corners of her eyes were crinkled with amusement.
Vicki slapped her lightly on her left arm.
"You bitch!" she whispered. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Having some fun," Rebekah replied.
"You could've gotten in a lot of trouble."
"Yeah, but nobody's around. I checked."
"Well," Vicki said, "if you wanna have some fun, at least go someplace private."
With that she grabbed Rebekah's right arm with her left hand and pulled her down the hallway.
"I think Exam 4's free," Vicki said.
Shit, I thought. I'm trapped. I left the door where it was and slid into the corner. I just had time to slide the hamper in front of me before the door opened and the light came on. Kneeling, I could peer between the right side of the hamper and the counter to see most of the room.
Rebekah moved into my field of vision, turned around, and leaned up against the foot of the examining table. Her blue eyes still sparkled with mischief. I heard the door shut and saw Vicki come stand in front of Rebekah. I concentrated on breathing slowly and quietly, afraid that I'd give myself away.
Vicki stepped in between Rebekah's legs, leaned forward, and kissed her. Rebekah moved into the kiss and put her arms around Vicki. Holy shit, I thought, I'm watching two girls get it on from six feet away. I could feel my cock start to harden.
Rebekah was caressing Vicki's back as the two kissed. I saw Vicki's hand slide up under Rebekah's shirt and heard a moan from Rebekah. The blond broke the kiss and murmured, "Oh, yeah."
Vicki slid her hands up Rebekah's ribs, taking the shirt with them. When Rebekah raised her arms, Vicki pushed the shirt up just high enough to cover Rebekah's face and hold her arms up. Vicki began kissing Rebekah's chest, starting at the base of her neck, trailing down her sternum, and finally moving to each nipple. Against the untanned skin, Rebekah's nipples were dark and hard. Rebekah slid her hands from behind Vicki's head, down her back, and around her sides to cup her breasts. I could see her right hand gently massaging Vicki's left breast. After a minute of breast attention, Vicki pulled the shirt all the way off.
"Mmmm," Rebekah purred. "You know what I like."
Vicki took a nipple in each hand and started playing with them. She leaned forward and began kissing Rebekah again. Her jaw moved as she slid her tongue into Rebekah's mouth. I heard the wet sounds of passionate tongue kisses. I could tell from the way her ass was tightening that she was slowly grinding into Rebekah.
Rebekah had her left hand up inside Vicki's shirt, caressing her back, and her other hand rested on Vicki's hip. When they rotated their heads to switch sides, Rebekah slid her right hand inside the elastic waistband of the blue scrubs. I could see her hand move under the fabric to cup Vicki's left ass cheek. Rebekah's other hand grabbed the back hem and pulled Vicki's shirt up.
When she felt her shirt being pulled up, Vicki broke their kiss and put her arms up. As her shirt slid off her back I could see she was wearing a bra. She's petite enough that she doesn't need a lot of support and her bra was thin. It had the silvery sheen of a polyester fabric and had to be a front-hook since I couldn't see anything in the back. She brought her hands to the back of Rebekah's neck and brought Rebekah down to her chest.
Rebekah, with her hands on Vicki's hips, placed her mouth directly on the bra-covered breasts. I saw her cheeks bulge out and heard the sound of her humming. Vicki closed her eyes and rocked her head back. Her brown hair fell back and exposed her jaw line. I could see the light shadow under her jaw as it flowed down into her neck. She arched her neck and it just accentuated the elegance of her neck.
Rebekah unclasped the bra and pushed it off Vicki's shoulders. As the bra dropped to the floor, Rebekah returned her attention, and her tongue, to the breasts in front of her. They are small and pert A-cups with tiny, pink nipples. While one hand caressed a breast, Rebekah's other traced lightly over Vicki's stomach. Vicki was running her hands all over Rebekah's back and down to the sides of her breasts.
Soon Vicki brought her hands to Rebekah's shoulders and pushed her back onto the examining table. Rebekah put her feet on the corners and raised her hips off the table. Vicki reached down, grabbed the scrubs and pulled them down. When the pants got to Rebekah's feet, they took her clogs with them. Vicki then grasped the sides of Rebekah's panties and pulled them off. Rebekah lowered her hips back the table. She put her feet back on the corners and parted her legs.
She was wearing nothing but her socks and that brilliant smile full of promise. Her groin has its own triangle of skin untouched by the sun. Her neatly trimmed patch of hair is medium brown. So, I thought, she isn't a natural blond. Her brown, inner lips were parted just enough to show pink.
By now my cock was straining at my underwear. It was leaking so much I was mildly afraid I might stain my pants. It was all I could do to keep my breathing quiet. Even though Rebekah was breathing hard, I still worried they could hear me. I didn't dare touch myself. I knew I would orgasm at the slightest touch.
Rebekah used her left hand to hold her lips apart, giving Vicki better access. Vicki lowered her mouth to Rebekah's labia. Her left hand slowly inserted a finger into Rebekah and her right hand moved between her own legs. Her left hand moved in and out in rhythm to the rubbing of her right hand. The soft sound of her licking and sucking were barely audible over Rebekah's breathing.
As she concentrated more on Rebekah's clitoris with her mouth, Vicki added another finger and rotated her left hand to bring her fingers to the front of Rebekah's vagina. Rebekah's breathing quickened and small moans began coming from her throat. Rebekah brought her right hand to her right nipple. Her left hand kept Vicki's head between her legs.
"Oh, enough!" Rebekah burst out. "Now it's your turn."
Vicki stood and slowly slid her fingers out of Rebekah. She stepped out of her clogs and pulled her scrubs and panties down at the same time. The panties got caught up on her left foot. She gave them a tug and then another. They both started laughing. Finally, in exasperation, kicked her leg out. The panties flew across the room.
"C'mere," Rebekah beckoned.
I watched Vicki's ass as she walked to the head of the examining table. Her skin is uniformly milky white all over her body. Her hips are narrow and her buttocks are firm and rounded. I had a moment of terror when she climbed on the examining table. She was facing directly toward me as she straddled Rebekah. But she didn't see me crouched in the corner before she closed her eyes.
Rebekah had begun tonguing Vicki. Her hands moved over Vicki's ass, alternating between caressing and kneading. Vicki had reinserted two fingers into Rebekah and was making half-hearted attempts at keeping a rhythm. She began rocking back and forth on her knees and elbows.
"Ah, yes," Vicki groaned.
Rebekah's right hand reached to roll Vicki's right nipple between thumb and finger. Wet sounds from her backside testified to the royal treatment Vicki was getting.
Vicki's muscles tensed. Her hips shook. Tremors rippled through her torso. She threw her head back and exhaled explosively.
"Ahh..." she sighed as she orgasmed.
Aftershocks rolled over her for a minute afterward. Rebekah lay very still while Vicki regained her composure.
"Mmm," Vicki said, "that was very nice. Ready for yours?"
In reply, Rebekah lowered her head to the table. She raised her legs and grabbed them behind the knee. Her crotch was completely exposed. Her pinkness had darkened considerably. The light glistened off the moisture that ran down between her legs.
Vicki put her two fingers on her right hand back into Rebekah and began pumping them. She reached out with her tongue and flicked it across Rebekah's clitoris. Her left hand pulled Rebekah's left buttock outward.
Rebekah's breathing began to sound more like panting. She began to tense her stomach. Her abdomen, while slender, isn't so lean that I could see muscle definition. She turned her head to the right and I could see a slight smile mixed in with the passion.
Vicki brought her left index finger around and pushed it into Rebekah. After a couple of strokes to wet it, she slid it down to Rebekah's anus. The first brush brought a gasp from Rebekah.
"Oh, god, yes."
Vicki clamped her lips on Rebekah's clitoris and began circling her anus with the left finger. Rebekah's clenching of her stomach quickened. She rotated her pelvis up into Vicki's mouth. Her juices flowed more freely.
"Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop," Rebekah chanted.
Vicki continued pumping her right hand and flicking her left finger. Her cheeks dented in as she sucked on Rebekah's clit. Then Rebekah's anus clenched.
"Ugggh..." Rebekah groaned slowly.
Her body tensed from head to toe for several seconds as she orgasmed and then slowly relaxed. She let go of her legs and brought her feet back to the table. Vicki slowly brought her left leg across Rebekah and slid to a standing position. Her right hand slowly caressed Rebekah's belly. Face still slick from Rebekah's orgasm, she bent down and kissed her.
Rebekah had collected her clothes off the floor and dressed. Vicki was wearing her shirt but held her pants in her right hand.
"I can't find my panties," Vicki said.
"Where'd they go?"
"They must've gone in the hamper with the soiled laundry," Vicki said. "Forget it. I've got plenty."
Vicki pulled her pants on and stepped into her clogs. She straightened her shirt and fluffed her hair. Putting her right hand on Rebekah's left cheek, she gave Rebekah a soft kiss.
"Thanks," Vicki said.
"You're very welcome."
"Have you had your fun?"
"I sure have."
They moved out of my sight and the lights went off. I heard the door open and then, a few seconds later close.
I stayed kneeling in the corner for several minutes, waiting for them to come back. When I was sure I was alone, I stood up and turned on the light. The first thing I did was find Vicki's panties. Sure enough, there they were on top of the laundry. They were simple, pale pink, cotton briefs. If I'd seen them before today, I'd never have said they were sexy. But they turned me on like nothing else. I took them and put them in my left pocket.
The second thing I did was pull out my cock and jack off into a tissue. I came so hard my knees buckled and I squirted over the tissue onto the floor. When I'd regained my breath and my cock was soft enough to stuff back into my underwear, I cleaned up the floor. I stood in Exam 4, leaning against the counter, for ten minutes until I had settled down enough.
I turned out the light and opened the door. Then, as nonchalantly as I could manage, I slowly walked out of the doctor's office.
I'm not a lingerie fetishist but I still have those panties. They're pretty well worn after all times I've masturbated with them.