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Click hereAs a teaser, I gave Shannon a written description of my brother, telling her he was tall, single, unattached, and good looking. I almost attached a picture of him, but thought better of it knowing I could do it another time if we were able to agree on the details and work out all the planning.
I didn't tell her I hadn't talked to 'the doctor' (Ted) yet, but, if I knew my brother, he'd probably go for it. The only possible issue was going to be the fact that I'd be in the room with them. I didn't know how he'd react to that, but, I'd already resolved it in my mind that I was going to talk to him tonight and feel him out on the whole idea.
Lastly, I told Shannon how much I enjoyed her frankness and honesty in her email as she described what her fantasy was. I suggested she send me a complete script of how she'd like to see her fantasy played out and I told her not to hold back. I promised I wouldn't judge her or make any inferences from what she wrote. I just told her to be honest with me so I could get an idea what she was looking for.
I didn't bother to tell Shannon I'd been sopping wet since I read her email, but, I mentioned the fact that it 'aroused me'. I surely wasn't going to tell her I was sitting here with a vibrator drumming away inside my coochie, and I didn't tell her I was going to ride that plastic pony until the batteries went dead once I sent the email, either.
When I finally sent the note, I leaned back in my chair and lifted one foot and rested it on the desk in front of me. Then, reaching down to get a nice grip on my vibe, I closed my eyes and let the vibrating egg at the end of my plastic friend take me away. I'd been on edge all day, and even though I gave myself a good orgasm before I left for work, I felt like it had been weeks since I had a good one.
Moving that plastic toy in and out and holding it up against my G-Spot did the trick in short order. It wasn't more than a few minutes later that I was slumping over and jerking thunderously as my one hand held the vibe in place while my other hand stroked between my lips.
Gawd, when it was over, I felt so decadent -- almost ashamed of what I'd done. I couldn't believe I was fantasizing about my brother posing as a doctor while he examined some strange woman's body in my presence. Then, the next thing I new, there was a new email in my inbox, and I'll be damned -- it was from Shannon.
Shall I continue? Yes? No?
Interesting premise.
But all backstory.
Perhaps a few details of the 'patient's' fantasies would have spiced it up.
And, you may need an editor/proofreader.
You wrote: "...and I knew exactly what he was inferring." You meant IMPLYING not INFERRING.
Imply means to suggest or to say something in an indirect way. Infer means to suppose or come to a conclusion, especially based on an indirect suggestion.
Four stars based on potential.
Liked your story, I recently spent 4 months in hospital and learnt some new things about life.......
Hope you are still getting your comments feedback. This is one of those stories that touch so many naughty likes...cannot wait to read more. Its sweet too in a strange way.
I've not seen a story along these exact lines before. This is what happens for my partner and from time to time as we plan with a play gyno dr. what will likely take place during exams. The brother connection is interesting and the female to female planning is exciting to read ... waiting for each erotic detail to emerge. I'd really like to see more of this story PLEASE. ml
You definitely should write a second part. I would love to know how the "exam" turns out.
For a first, an even a last, story this is excellent! About to continue with ch2