By her own admission, this Practice Guest and her husband led a relatively simple and uneventful life. Even sex was unassuming and routine, although neither of them had expectations of something more exciting. That was until the charming Doctor Love discovered someone else deeply hidden in her subconscious. Someone else she named Candice, a very naughty Guest.
It was you, wasn't it Maddisyn? FYI. The sexy lingerie is working! Love you both, Candice.
I was hesitant to share my story about the Practice when asked. Even more surprising and bizarre was my new doctor's proposal of sexual therapy. But someone else inside me was excited. I've surprised myself at what unfolded, discovering the naughty side of me and how exhilarating it's been. It's a little secret I've only shared with Doctor Love, until now.
Rodney doesn't know how badly I've behaved. Hubby would also be surprised, and shocked. Of course, I knew it was wrong. I might have been Miss Innocent but I wasn't that naïve. I should have been appalled, never returned to the Practice or even exposed what was going on. I obviously didn't do any of those things as I mused over the titillating trickle of temptation.
The Practice is an exclusive medical centre for women known as Guests. I knew the historic precinct well, having studied at the nearby university. An architect, I fell in love with the beautifully restored two-story terrace house with its ornate plasterwork and period features. Every room is just gorgeous, furnished with lovely antique furniture and fittings. I soon discovered something far more interesting than the Practice's lovely architecture.
Somehow Doctor Love's treatment for a routine woman's issue morphed into something far more exciting. I instantly felt comfortable with him, even a little intrigued. He's certainly handsome and fit for late 50s, tall with salt and pepper hair and engaging eyes that gave him an alluring look. That gorgeous smile he kept flashing me and his charming manner were a pleasant distraction. I've never enjoyed doctor visits so much.
I was shocked at first but the therapy soon aroused my dormant naughty side. It was so unlike me. Rodney's the same. We're both out of the same conservative mould. We meet at university studying architecture. He was my first ever date and I was his first girlfriend. We married after graduating. The only other exciting thing we've ever done was getting a loan to establish our business! Plain and uncomplicated, but that's me . . . or so I thought.
Even sex was predictable and tame, not that either of us complained. We probably didn't know any better. We thought doggy was wild and even that was for special occasions! But it was different at the Practice. A sexual education, actually. More than once I had to remind myself to tone it down with Rodney, fearing he may become suspicious. It wasn't as if I was cheating and had a lover. Doctor Love is my sex therapist after all, so I kept telling myself.
I'm a conservative dresser, preferring slacks and a loose-fitting blouse buttoned to the neck. But I soon felt underdress going to the Practice after work, it was that sort of place. I bought several new dresses for my appointments with Doctor Love. My 'Practice outfits' I call them. Hardly anything I'd normally wear to a medical appointment, or anywhere else for that matter! That someone else certainly had a fascination for revealing outfits.
It's exciting being someone you're not at the Practice, wearing a sexy dress and doing things I really shouldn't. I'd changed into an above the knee dress with a split displaying a little too much thigh for today's appointment. The dress clung to my shapely 38-year-old body and with far too many buttons undone, displaying a little of my new white lacey bra and some enticing cleavage. Teasing the charming Doctor Love just makes the sex more exciting.
I only had a short walk from my car and entered the wrought iron gate to ring the bell on the large stained-glass door. 'Hi Maddisyn,' I smiled as she opened the door.
'It's so nice to see you again Candice. Please come through to the Sitting Room,' she replied with a lovely smile that welcomed every Guest.
Candice isn't my real name. My parents weren't that kind, naming me after their favourite great aunt. It probably suited the dowdy old spinster I could imagine. My sexy Guest name and revealing Practice outfits aren't the only things I get excited about once I step into the Practice. I've discovered the thrill of being someone else and escaping the humdrum of life.
The Sitting Room is a gorgeous chandelier lit room for relaxing with antique furniture, decoratively papered walls with lovely paintings and lace curtains at the bay window. Maddisyn has an old-fashioned wooden desk in the lounge near the decorative arched entrance where she normally worked. The kitchenette behind her desk was an obvious renovation but the design blended nicely with the period décor of the room.
'Would you like something before seeing Doctor Love?' Maddisyn kindly offered.
I returned her lovely smile. 'May I have some tea?' I answered, taking a seat on one of the luxurious couches nestled in front of the white marble fireplace.
'Certainly,' Maddisyn replied in her calm and soothing tone before leaving for the kitchenette at the other end of the Sitting Room.
Maddisyn's an attractive brunette with shoulder length loose curls and a lovely figure of a young woman in her mid-20s. We first met over six months ago when she gave me a tour of the Practice before registering as a Guest. Maddisyn's lovely and her soft and caring nature would put any new Guest at ease.
Maddisyn soon returned with a silver tray and poured me a cup of tea. 'Thank you,' I smiled, feeling like a special Guest as my eyes roamed over a selection of cakes.
'Would you like help with your hair and makeup again?' She offered with an angelic smile.
I've never been a slave to makeup like other women. 'Thank you. That would be lovely,' I smiled back, the naughty side of me excited at how beautify she could make me look.
I thought it strange when Maddisyn first offered, despite mentioning she'd worked in the spa and beauty industry. My suspicions were soon aroused when Doctor Love proposed sexual therapy. What Guest would want to look her best? But there was never a hint she knew what was happening behind the closed door of his suite. Maddisyn even jested how Guest's liked looking nice for the charming Doctor Love. Innocent enough, I thought.
In some ways Maddisyn reminded me of myself, quiet and a little reserved. The more I've got to know Maddisyn, the less I could imagine her being involved or even knowing what went on. Maddisyn's kind and angelic, almost spiritual nature seemed more appropriate to the warm and elegant ambiance of the Practice than a business offering intimate services.
Finishing my tea and picking up my carry-bag, I attracted Maddisyn's attention. 'I'm just going to use the Guest Lounge to freshen up,' I mentioned.
'I'll join you in a few minutes after I take care of this,' she replied, joining me to take the tray back to the kitchenette.
The lounge is conveniently off the Sitting Room. A second side door opens to the main passageway to the back of the building, providing discrete access to Doctor Love's suite. The white antique dressing table has a large ornate mirror that is wonderful for grooming and makeup. Guests could indulge in a spar bath set in a wrap-around window and Maddisyn said she provided massages. I could just imagine how delightfully relaxing they would be.
