“Please take a seat in the waiting room, Mr. Lehman. I’ll be calling your name shortly,” the red-haired receptionist said as she pointed me to the direction of the roomy lounge of the dentist’s office.
I smiled and murmured my thanks as I walked over to take a seat in one of the comfortable couches. Ryan was right. This place was something else. I grinned as I looked at the uniformed employees walking around the big office building. All were women wearing uncharacteristically tight-fitting scrubs or casual attire like the receptionist.
I should thank Ryan for convincing me to have my teeth checked at this office. From what he told me, most of the people working here were very accommodating. Since we’ve been best friends since kindergarten, I knew Ryan meant something else entirely by “very accommodating.”
So here I am, about to get my teeth checked by a supposedly “very accommodating” dentist.
“Mr. Dan Lehman,” a blonde in cute pink scrubs called as she approached the lounge. “Is there a Mr. Lehman here?”
“That’s me,” I answered as I got up.
Her eyes lit up as she looked at me. I couldn’t help but feel conscious when she slowly eyed me from head to toe, as if sizing me up. Then, when her gaze reached my face, she stared at my lips for a few seconds.
“Good morning, sir. I’m Janey. I’ll be assisting Dr. Crane,” she finally offered with a welcoming smile.
Damn, she was cute. She was a small thing, reaching only my shoulder. Heart-shaped faces and cupid-bow lips seemed to be requirements when working at this place. And I thought Playboy was stingy.
“An assistant? I only came in for a checkup,” I said as I followed her. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her sashaying hips. We went inside what appears to be an x-ray room. I looked around, wondering what the hell I was doing in an x-ray room.
“Janey, are you sure I’m the Dan Lehman you’re looking for?” I asked her as she got a lead vest from a cabinet.
She looked at me with an assuring smile, even reaching out to rub my arm softly. “I’m sure, Mr. Lehman. You’re the only one we have.”
“O–kay,” I said, still a little uncertain about the whole thing. I sat on the stool by the wall and looked up at the moveable dental camera overhead.
“I need you to take off your shirt, sir,” she said in a quiet voice. “Would you mind standing up for a second?”
I was pretty sure I didn’t need to take off my shirt, but Janey was looking at me with a shy smile, the lead vest hanging on her arm. Without question, I stood up and started to pull the hem of my shirt up. Janey smiled and walked closer. She graciously helped me undress, her fingers brushing against my skin the whole time.
The shirt fell to the ground, and I was left with only my pants and shoes on. I tried to hide my surprise when Janey placed her palms on my abdomen and then moved them up. She sighed as she followed the trail of her hands on my chest. Damn, this girl is hot. I looked at her as she pulled away so she could put the lead vest on my torso.
“Well, we need to protect that chest of yours,” she said, her breath on my neck as she wrapped her arms around me so she can tie the vest at my back.
I could feel her breasts pushing against me as she took her time tying a secure knot. It must have been just my imagination, but it almost seemed like she was rubbing against me.
Letting out another sigh, she pulled away. “All done.”
After that, she gave me instructions on how I should clench my teeth at the digital dental x-ray camera. It was over in a few minutes, and I picked up my shirt off the floor when she took the lead vest off my torso.
“Let me help you with that,” she offered, helping me pull my shirt over my head.
Once again, I felt her fingers brush across my skin even after I was already wearing the shirt.
But before I knew it, she was ushering me to an examination room. It was the first time I saw a dentist room with this kind of lighting. It was dim and almost sensual. The windows were also closed although the room seemed to be air-conditioned.
“Take a seat, Mr. Lehman,” she said, pointing me to a dentist chair in the middle of the small room. “I need to prepare you for Dr. Crane. She doesn’t like it when her patients are not ready before she works on them.”
The dentist chair was comfortable and I soon found myself leaning back and getting comfortable. Janey approached me with a light blue disposable bib with tiny clips. I smiled as she leaned over me to fix it to my chest.
I resisted a smile when her breasts brushed against my arm. It seemed a long time before she was able to clip on the disposable bib on the shoulders of my shirt. She took her time, constantly rearranging the fabric over me and rubbing herself against me in the process.
My pants started to feel tight, and I looked down and almost groaned when I realized a hard-on was coming.
“Umm…so are you assistants always like this?” I said as I tried to distract myself.
“What do you mean, Mr. Lehman?” Janey asked. “Did I do something wrong? Do you need anything?”
I looked at her and saw the distress on her face. “No, no, no. What I meant was: are you always this…ah…attentive to your clients?”
Relief washed over her face as she gave a small laugh.
“Yes. Of course. We want nothing but client satisfaction,” she replied, leaning closer to me. The movement exposed her cleavage to my sight. Hot pink lacy bra cups almost overflowing with creamy flesh.
I tried not to gulp as I averted my eyes. But she was smiling down at me, and she was leaning in closer. Next thing I knew, she was handing me a plastic cup full of water.
“Please gargle so I can do some preliminary inspection while we wait for Dr. Crane,” she said. “You can spit into the receptacle at your side.”
I accepted the cup and did as she said, thankful that I had something else to do besides looking at her boobs.
But Janey made it difficult for me to concentrate on anything else. She was always so close, especially when she went on her tippy-toes to try and reach for the overhead lighting. One of her hands held onto my arm as the other reached for the light lamp.
“Need help?” I asked as I stared at her, not failing to notice how her breasts thrusted forward every time she reached up.
“No, I got it,” she replied with a giggle. And I almost groaned again as she did little jumps that made those breasts jiggle. I saw her covered flesh bounce up and down as if it were in slow motion, each movement causing me to squirm in the dentist chair.
“There. I got it!” she said triumphantly, holding the lamp just a few inches above my head.
I smiled at her, trying my best to hide the bulge in my pants by casually covering it with my hand. She sat down on a stool beside me as she smiled back.
“Now, let’s open that wonderful mouth and see what you’ve got for Dr. Crane,” she said as she leaned over me once again.
Her breasts smashed up against my arm as she looked inside my mouth. Using a cool metal instrument, she poked the inside of my cheeks, taking her time to examine the inside of my mouth. As she continued her inspection, I felt her breasts press even closer. As if I wasn’t aroused already, Janey started to rub herself against my arm.
“You’ve got some very nice teeth. I’m sure your girlfriend appreciates how well you care for them,” she casually said as her body continued the subtle rubbing motions.
I tried to chuckle in response, but my mouth was still wide open. But it didn’t matter because the next sound I heard was a soft moan. I looked at Janey’s face and saw her eyes close for a moment; the cool instrument stopped moving inside my mouth as she pushed herself against me.
When she opened her eyes again, she asked me in a sultry voice, “There’s a tricky spot in the back here that I can’t reach. I’m going to have to adjust my position okay?”
Without waiting for my reply, she got off the stool and straddled me. My eyes widened as I looked up. I could feel her warm body against mine. She was soft, I realized, and quite strong too. I groaned as her thighs squeezed my hips and grinded on my erection.
“Now open your mouth again so I can finish my inspection,” she said.
It would have been easier to follow Janey’s instruction if she didn’t suddenly start grinding herself on my cock. Her hips moved in slow circular motions as she smiled and looked down on me.