Natalie's in trouble again!
A coincidence introduced Natalie to the Practice and a new doctor in her first story. She sought assistance for her concerns about a long-held intimate secret effecting her teaching career and personal relationships. Doctor Love's sexual therapy was too tempting for the young teacher, fulfilling her favourite fantasies in her second story. The naughty school girl returns for a follow-up session, more adventurous and in trouble again!
I love the walk between my apartment and work. It helps me prepare for the school day and unwind after the usual pressures of teaching. The late afternoon sunshine felt wonderful as I walked along Park Crescent gazing at the old homes and occasional jogger. The historic area is fascinating with its period terrace buildings that wind their way around the large park opposite. I had more than the beautiful architecture and scenery entertaining my mind as I walked to the Practice from Asquith Ladies College.
An older man wouldn't normally interest me. It didn't take long to get aroused about the charming Doctor Love. I needed a new doctor after moving to the city for a maths science position at the prestigious girl's school. It was actually a relief talking to someone else about an intimate issue. Doctor Jefferies brought me into the world 26 years ago and still our family doctor. I'd just die being a teacher and talking to him about my school girl fetish. Wearing my old school uniform while having sex is what turns me on.
I soon realised it wasn't going to be your normal doctor patient relationship. The sessions morphed into something much more exciting, shared my naughty fantasies. Doctor Love's handsome for late 50's with a distinguished and gentlemanly manner and an air of authority. I imagined him as a headmaster, a pleasant distraction fantasising what he could do to a naughty and horny school girl. I wore my school uniform to our second session and practically begged him to fuck me. Well, school girl fantasies are my thing.
I was amazed when Doctor Love suggested sexual therapy! The temptation of illicit sex just engulfed me like nothing I'd felt before. I knew it was wrong but that just added to the thrill. It was a fantasy come true, dressed as a school girl and having sex with your headmaster.
Doctor Love was brilliant, dressed in an academic gown and armed with a wooden pointer. I almost creamed my panties when he chastised me over my skimpy school uniform it was so erotic. The session was a living fantasy and fulfilled a need I'd only dreamt about. It's so much better than masturbating alone. Even guys I've dated didn't know my little secret.
It was quite a coincidence discovering the Practice. I'd walked past the two-story terrace home never realising it was a medical centre for women. It was one of my favourite buildings. I jumped at the chance to have a tour with Maddisyn, the Practice manager, and registered as a Guest as we're known. The building with its period features is beautifully restored. I fell in love with the gorgeous rooms, exquisitely furnished with antique furniture and period furnishings.
Maddisyn was also on my mind as I walked and my pussy moistened as the Practice came into view. She's a year or two younger than me with big soft eyes that sparkled and an innocent smile. Maddisyn has a soft voice. Not one that frustrates you at not being able to hear. It seemed to draw you in and listen intently, almost angelic.
Maddisyn turned out to be one of the Practice's many surprises. I naively thought she didn't know about the sexual therapy. Hardly Miss Innocent, Maddisyn was part of the fantasy. She handed me a teacher's note and sent me to the Headmaster. Maddisyn's naughty side just added to the wicked appeal of the Practice. It's certainly my type of place.
It felt so liberating discussing my school girl fetish with my new doctor. I've never confided with anyone on such intimate matters. Only Doctor Love and Maddisyn have seen me in my uniform. I felt so relaxed and aroused sharing my fantasies with them, releasing suppressed sexual desires. Maddisyn's involvement in my fantasy and gay innuendos last session fuelled a thread of arousal that became a flood as we shared some ideas in emails for today's session.
My pussy throbbed as I thought about the fantasy we had planned. I took in a deep calming breath. My heart pounded in my chest as I opened the wrought-iron gate to walk the short path to the large stained-glass door. Maddisyn soon answer the doorbell. I instantly recognised something in her eyes and knowing smile that confirmed we shared the same arousal about the session with Doctor Love.
'Hello Natalie. Please come through to the Sitting Room,' she greeted a little coyly.
I nervously moistened my lips. 'Thanks for your help with the emails,' I smiled as we moved out of the large entry hall with its ornate plasterwork and polished floorboards.
My heart skipped a beat at the little teasing smile that formed. 'It was my pleasure. It should be fun,' Maddisyn replied.
I took a pair of panties from my shoulder bag and handed them to Maddisyn. 'Thank you for the loan. I made sure I've brought a spare pair.'
'That's fine. You're not the first Guest to be in them,' repeating her innuendo that featured in my dreams during the week, inspiring a little twist to today's school girl fantasy.
The Sitting Room is lovely for relaxing before an appointment. I liked to sit on one of the lovely matching couches in front of the white marble fireplace. A gorgeous chandelier is suspended from an ornate ceiling and the room feels warm and cosy with pastel colours, soft cushions and fine lace curtains at the windows.
'Would you like any refreshments?' She offered as I took a seat and felt my body melt into the luxurious fabric.
'The white wine I had last time was lovely,' returning her smile.
Maddisyn is tall with a shapely and fit looking body. She always wore lovely clothing and I couldn't help but gaze at her as she went to the kitchenette behind her desk. Her skirt was much shorter than normal. Maddisyn's a runner and it showed in her toned, long and silky-smooth legs. They looked sensational in high heels, adding to her sexy walk and drawing my attention to her tight little backside.
Maddisyn soon returned with my drink and a selection of cheese and fruit. Bending to place the silver tray on the coffee table displayed a gorgeous pair of rounded breasts, ballooning in a black lacy bra under her loose button-down blouse.
Oh, you tease I thought knowing what we had planned for the session. 'Thank you. They look lovely,' I grinned, eyebrows raised curiously.
Maddisyn's eyes sparkled realising what I'd noticed. 'Would you like help with your hair and makeup?' She smiled.
'Yes, thank you. I can't wait to see myself with pigtails,' the excitement obvious in my voice.
Maddisyn's knowing smile was priceless, acknowledging her wicked suggestion last session. 'Let me know when you're ready,' she mentioned.
As I relaxed enjoying my drink, my thoughts drifted to my sessions with Doctor Love. My initial counselling was wonderful. I was relieved to hear that I'm normal and that fetishes are more common than I thought. Describing my school girl fantasies while dressed in my old uniform was too much to bear, being worked up into a sexual frenzy and leaving his suite to masturbate. Acting out my favourite fantasies with Doctor Love last sessions was just too good to be true. I was feeling horny at the thought of more sexual therapy, enjoying that throbbing wet heat between my legs and tightening nipples.
Finishing my wine, I grabbed my bag and stood to catch Maddisyn's attention. 'Give me a few minutes to get changed,' I said making my way to the Guest Lounge.
The lounge is where Guests prepared for their session with Doctor Love. Cosmetics are provided for Guests to use and Maddisyn often helped with makeup and hair. I smiled to myself knowing why most Guests probably liked looking their best. Guests could indulge in a spar with a private garden view or have one of Maddisyn's relaxing massages. The thought of her hands caressing a naughty school girl sent a shiver through me.
I hung up my jacket and removed my conservative knee length grey pencil skirt and white tailored business blouse. Even a sexy white lace bra and panties can be hidden under the conformist persona of a private school teacher. I shimmied into my old school skirt and squeezed into the button-down shirt. They're a little tighter and shorter now. It just adds to the excitement when I'm in the mood for some naughty school girl fun. The skirt hardly covered anything and even walking threatened to flash a little white lace.
Unbuttoning two buttons, I smiled at the enticing cleavage reflected in the dressing table mirror. I moistened my lips with the sensation of sensitive buds pushing into the soft fabric of my bra. My pussy pulsed seeing my breasts heaving in the tight school shirt with every rapid breath. I was admiring my long and shapely legs framed between knee-high white socks and flimsy pleated skirt when Maddisyn joined me.
'Hello Miss,' I giggled, childishly sucking on a finger.
