A is for Amber
Amber is happily married to a businessman, a silver fox who fell for her innocent charm and bubbly personality. She admits to blonde moments but aware of its advantages. Worried about business absences causing personal issues, her husband accepted his personal assistant's suggestion and got her to make appointments for Amber with Doctor Love.
Big thank you to Maddi for helping me write the story and the Doc for the wonderful treatment - Amber
:-)
I gazed wide-eyed out the limo window at the row of buildings as we made our way to my appointment. There must be hundreds of them! I was amazed how old they were and that they all looked almost the same. They must be owned by the same person or maybe they decided to build them all the same. They're just like big dolly houses. The driver pulled up outside one of the prettiest doll's house. There was a fancy steel fence and matching pretty veranda poles with lovely patterned things. The building was freshly painted white and the porch had colourful tiles set out in a lovely pattern. It looked gorgeous.
The driver turned towards me in the back seat. 'Would you like me to stay until you're ready to leave?'
'But I don't know how long I'll be, silly, I breathed with an innocent voice and a slightly frowning tone. I'll call you when I'm ready,' I added with a girly smile that I knew would comfort his bruised manly pride.
I've always had a tone of voice that seemed to tease and excite men. It's a sensual, soft and sexy purr that attracts their interest. It's a talent that I often enjoy using when it suits me. It goes well with my other assets, an attractive slender figure with long blonde curly hair and a bubbly personality. I know I have my blonde moments but I don't think I'm a dumb blonde. I'm smart enough to know how useful it is when I want something.
I left the limo and walked through the steel gate admiring the double-story building. It looked like somebody's old home. I mean, it was really ancient. There was a polished sign with '
Doctor Love's Practice
' and the address. It had to be the place. But it didn't look like a women's clinic.
I didn't know anything about the Practice. My husband's personal assistant, Brianna, made the booking for me. I don't know what we'd do without her. She's only worked for Richard for a short time but been such a help to us. Richard calls her his B girl and I'm his A girl. My name's Amber and she's Brianna. Don't you think that's cute?
I pushed the button on the big old door and it soon opened. 'Hello, you must be Amber. I'm Maddisyn,' she greeted with a large smile.
'Nice to meet you,' I chuckled excitedly and stepped into a large entry hall.
The height of the ceiling surprised me and there wasn't any carpet on the floor, just polished floorboards. I thought an expensive place like this would have had carpet or at least tiles. Our high-heels made a loud striking sound and the noise echoed as we walked. There were wooden stairs up to the next floor and a long passageway to the back of the building. I noticed a lot of fancy plaster around the walls and ceiling and a lovely chandelier.
For an old building, it looked so new and classy. It was just so pretty. I could see a fancy living room with lovely old style furniture through a decorative archway. It wasn't what I expected, more like a fancy old house than a clinic.
'Do you live here?' I gasped with a soft sound of amazement.
'Doctor Love lives upstairs and the Practice is on this floor,' she replied taking me into the fancy room.
'Gee, he must be very rich,' I purred with wide sparkling eyes taking in the elegant and expensive furniture and things.
Maddisyn gave a small smile. 'I'm the Practice Manager and this is the Sitting Room where Guests relaxed before seeing Doctor Love.'
'Why is it called Practice? I quizzed with a puzzled look as we moved through to the fancy room.
'It probably makes Guests more at ease than calling it a medical practice,' Maddisyn replied with a gently smile.
'Ooooh, that's clever.' I softly laughed.
'I'll give you a tour,' she kindly offered.
The fancy room did look nice but nothing like our modern luxury high-rise apartment. There were a couple of couches in front of a fire and pretty paintings on the walls. The curtains looked lovely and at least it did have some carpet. It's the prettiest waiting room I've even seen.
'Through here is the Guest Lounge where you can freshen up,' she mentioned opening a door to a lovely bright room which looked like a large ensuite.
'Ooooh a spa! I shrieked excitedly. I loooove a spa. We have one in our apartment. Can I have one here?'
'Yes of course. Some of the women do and I can even give a massage,' she continued smiling at my reaction.
'Ooh goodness, look at all the cosmetics,' I gasped looking at a dressing table with a large mirror and a chair.
'They're all available for the Guests to use, Maddisyn explained. We have a Guest who works at a cosmetics company and she supplies them.'
'Desire Cosmetics. They're my faaaavourite brand, wonderful!' I cried out gleefully.
Maddisyn showed me a separate room for massaging and mentioned she was a massage therapist. The room had a massage table and shower and washing facilities and looked lovely. We moved back into the fancy room.
'If you'd like to sit, I need to get some information from you as we've only been dealing with Brianna,' Maddisyn mentioned as we moved towards the couches.
'Brianna is my husband's personal assistant. Richard asked her to find me a sex therapist and here I am,' I posed grinning like a mischievous little girl.
'Would you like something to drink while you do the survey, some tea, coffee or a wine?' Maddisyn offered.
'Do you have champagne? I loooove the bubbles,' I giggled, enthusiastically smiling.
'Yes. I keep one for special occasions, so let's open it,' she grinned.
'I like being special,' I continued to giggle.
I sat down on a couch and Maddisyn went to a small kitchen type thing behind a desk at the other end of the fancy room.
Maddisyn was a bit younger than me and I was surprised that she was the manager of the place. I found her friendly and helpful and she had a lovely little smile. She was pretty and tall with a good figure. Maddisyn had a plain but nice outfit on. She was a bit quiet but I liked her.
Maddisyn soon returned, smiling as she looked at me. 'I thought you might like some strawberries and brie with the champagne.'
'Thank you. It looks lovely!' I exclaimed, enjoying being special.