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Dr Veena Kapur was every bit as luscious as I had remembered her from my first visit. The board had advertised her as a physician specializing in "homeopathy, acupressure and Reiki." I’d been feeling a little depressed because of problems on the job front and, yes, the sex front too, and I was never a person to take kindly to popping pills. Maybe Reiki was what I needed. So I had gone ahead and taken an appointment for the evening.
I had expected a matronly kind of middle aged lady. I had not been prepared for the stunning creature that sat behind the desk in the small clinic. She was about five four in height, in her mid thirties, shiny black hair worn long to her waist in a simple plait, and appeared to have a perfect figure inside the salwar kameez outfit she wore. Loose and voluminous though it was, it still couldn't hide the swell of her buttocks, as I was lucky enough to find out on the first visit itself. But it was her face that held my attention. Large smoldering black eyes, high cheekbones, a flawless wheatish complexion, a low and very attractive voice, and most important of all, a wide and full mouth that smiled and laughed easily. It was the mouth I remembered more than anything else was.
She had taken a long time asking me very detailed probing questions. I had soon found myself relaxing and talking very easily to her. She clearly had the knack of putting people at ease, smiling and laughing in a perfectly natural way as she spoke.
She had prescribed for me a homeopathic mixture, prepared and packed by her assistant who sat in a corner of the clinic. I was supposed to take it for a week and then visit her again.
Today was the day. The assistant seemed to be missing, but maybe that was because it was early in the afternoon. I had requested for an early appointment, as I had to go out of town on work. She had agreed although it was well before her usual practice hours. I had taken the afternoon off from my office for the doctor's visit.
She was dressed in a light gray salwar kameez with some light embroidery at the edges. The dupatta was worn from behind the neck in the style of the times, falling naturally over each breast. Today's kameez was tighter, I noticed.
The swell of a breast was clear at the edge of the dupatta. Outlined against the thin fabric was the pattern of the bra underneath. The breast was fuller than I had expected and appeared firm and pointed.
"How have you been?" she asked, "Did the medicine help?"
"Initially it did. But on the whole, I feel much the same."
I replied.
"I see." She said. She toyed with the pen for a moment. Then she appeared to reach a decision.
“I would like to give you some Reiki treatment." She said." Have you ever tried it in the past?"
"No." I replied
“The most important thing is that you have to be believe that it will work. That willingness is crucial."
"I'm a very open person." I replied." I am always willing to try new approaches and take new positions, In life in general" I added, daring a little.
She smiled at that and eyed me speculatively.
"In that case, I am definitely encouraged' she said. "Please lie down on your stomach on the examination table."
I took off my shoes and socks and lay down as she had instructed. She explained to me briefly how it worked. She would move her hands slowly over my body at a height of about three inches above the surface. She, and her hands in particular, would be the channel through which the energy would flow.
"For me as individual" she said, "one of the wonderful things about Reiki is that I in turn am energized. It is thus a shared experience between me and my patient."
She had started the treatment and now I could feel gentle warmth pass through my body. It was quite wonderful.
As she moved her hands over my lower back I realized I had acquired a rock hard erection as well. Fortunately I was on my stomach.
“I am encountering some resistance,” she suddenly said. "Please take off your shirt."
I did as I was told with my back to her and lay down again on my stomach.
She resumed the treatment. The warmth was more pronounced this time and I remarked on that.
“My hands are moving closer to the body" she explained. "I can feel the effect also, remember."
