I hate the dentist. I just loath every trip to one. The uncomfortable chair, the poking and scratching in your mouth, and of course the pain that always seem to come with these so joyous moments of my life. And now here I am again, leaning back in this chair with this chatty hygienist getting ready to work in my mouth. Well ever since I had to go to the hygienist nick named Attila the Hun I have taught myself self hypnosis so I can at least block out most of the experience from my brain. I have perfected it by now and most trips anymore are just a blur; except for this one.
This hygienist is new to the office and this was the first time I had seen her. She is a small little thing, maybe 5'2" 100 lbs, thin build, blond with hair pulled back in a pony tail. I am horrible guessing age, but my guess would have mid thirties. She introduced herself as Jes Davidson and tells me that she has only been here for a few weeks. So we go through the customary introductions and banter back and forth about the weather, how she saw my partner, Heather, and cleaned her teeth a few days before. I sit down continuing to answer the required chatter that all hygienists seem to require. She tells me to open my mouth, and I close my eyes, and start my breathing and counting backwards from eight. In a few moments I am just barely aware of what is going on and completely relaxed.
There is a down side of self hypnosis. If you are tired, your mind can start to drift, and my mind tends to drift to about one thing...sex. An image of what I walked in on the day before drifted into my mind.
I worked late that day and when I came home I found my lover there in the living room, legs spread wide, going at it with her toys. Let me tell you it really was quite the scene to come home to and started an intense session of sex. The next thing I knew was a sharp stab of pain and my eyes flinched and my steady breathing became a sudden intake of air. My trance was broken.
"I am so sorry Tom. I did not mean to wake you from your sleep. I just slipped a little," Jes tries to explain to me.
I just mumbled something to her and it was at this moment I opened my eyes and saw my hard-on sticking straight up forming a tent in my trousers. I also noticed a slight pink shade to Jes's cheeks. So that is what caused the slip. The cleaning continues, but I never really did manage to get back to my trance. Part because I feared where my mind would take me. So I just endured through the rest of the cleaning the best I could. Truth was she was very good and it did not hurt at all, which confirmed my suspicions that something must have distracted her and I was sure I knew what it was.
When she finished and I was starting to sit up Jes said, "Well that was not too bad except for that one slip huh. Again, I am very sorry for that and for waking you up."
"I was not asleep," I explained. "I can do this self hypnosis thing that just sort of puts me in a relaxed state so that I am not all that aware of what is going on around me." I smiled at her. "Not that I needed it this time. You really were very good. I barely felt anything after the trance was broke."
"Oh. I wish I could do that. It looked... relaxing," Jes turned away from me and started to work on the computer screen.
"You know Jes, it is not that difficult to do. It just takes some practice," I told her as I suppressed the urge to pull that pony tail.
She smiles and starts to schedule my next appointment and she kept urging me to take certain times. I ask her if we can do some other time and she tells me that it is just that those are times she is available, but if I really want another hygienist.
"No, go ahead and schedule me a time when you are available," I assured her. "Besides it would give me another time to show you self hypnosis again," I said taking the appointment card.
She then turns to me, looking slightly embarrassed, and then spoke with a smile, "You know I really would like to learn that sooner. I could really use that to help me relax." She starts to walk me to the door to leave.
An idea popped into my mind and hoped it would work. "If you like, I am sure that I can show you how before then. If you are free on Friday you could come over and I am sure that my partner, Heather, and I could teach you ways to relax."
She accepted without a moment hesitation, blushed, and then said that she has another appointment waiting so she had better go.
I told her, "Why don't you give Heather a call this afternoon and arrange the time. I am sure you have our number."
She assured me she would and then we said our goodbyes and I left hopeful that in a few days I will get to see more of little Jes Davidson.
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As soon as I opened the door I hear from the living room, "I got an interesting phone call from a Jes Davidson today Tom." Heather was sitting in the living room feet on the coffee table with a book in her lap.
I throw my keys on the table and walk over and sit next to her. "I hope you were nice to her Heather. I invited her over on Friday."
She looked at me put the book down and straddled my lap. "I was nice to her and she will be here by 7:00. But why did you agree to teach her that hypnosis crap. I don't know a thing about it and I know that you never could teach me when I asked. So why do you think you can help her?" Her hips started to rub back and forth and her hands started to unbutton my shirt.