Dr Scott, having treated Claire's fever by bringing her to an earth-shattering orgasm, turned his attention to the girl's mom.
The doctor approached Susan in her chair. Susan watched the gorgeous naked man walk toward her, his big cock almost at eye level. The doctor held out his hand, and Susan took it. He pulled her to a standing position and essentially switched positions with her so that he was standing with the chair behind him and she was facing it. He then sat down, with her standing, facing him.
"Strip for me, Susan."
Susan again felt a rush of excitement, having the doctor command her like that. She felt a tiny twinge of nervousness...but mostly she felt exhilarated by the idea of undressing in front of Dr Scott. Susan knew that she had the type of body that men were attracted to. She had quite often caught co-workers -- many of them younger men -- sneaking peeks down her blouse or staring at her legs when she wore a shorter-than-exactly-appropriate-for-the-office skirt. Her intense sexual arousal was also giving her a naughty confidence that felt incredible.
Susan crossed her arms in front of herself and grabbed the bottom of her black tank top. She pulled the shirt up her body slowly, revealing her lovely midriff before exposing the bottom edge of her bra cups. She paused there for a moment, taking her time to work the shirt up over her brassiere, knowing her erect nipples were showing through the lace. She pulled the tank top the rest of the way off and let it fall to the floor.
Susan was glad that she had happened to wear a sexy black lace bra today -- and she knew that her big breasts looked good in it. Certainly, the doctor's gaze confirmed that. Susan's only desire was to please and pleasure this incredibly sexy man, and it made her flash on the bottom of her lingerie drawer. She thought about a few beautiful pieces she possessed -- things she hadn't worn in a long while -- and wished she was wearing one now. She thought particularly of a delicate, gorgeous black corset that she had, and of the way it cinched her already trim waist and accentuated her large tits. She could almost feel the garters that dangled off of it tickling her thighs, and thought about how exciting it would be unclip them and slowly roll her black, silk stocking down her smooth, shapely legs for the doctor.
Another time. The phrase entered her head and gave her a jolt. The mere idea, the mere possibility of a...follow up visit, let alone the notion of regular check ups, hee hee, filled her mind with the most delicious and naughty thoughts.
Susan proceeded to pop the button on her tight, white jeans and unzip the fly. She worked the tight pants over her hips, and stopped to playfully adjust the waistband of her panties as her jeans tried to pull them along. Susan's panties matched her lacy bra, and the doctor's eyes focused on them as they appeared. She worked the jeans down her lovely legs and worked them off of her nicely pedicured feet.
Susan loved feeling the doctor's eyes roaming over her. It was amazing to her that he had not been sexually satiated by fucking Claire, and Susan was determined to quench Dr Scott's seemingly very deep thirst.
Susan looked the doctor in the eye as she playfully pulled one, and then the other bra strap off of her shoulders and dragged them down her arms. She pulled both of them far enough down that they tugged on the cups, and she let them lower until they just about exposed her hard nipples.
The doctor watched as Susan put her hands behind her back to unclasp the brassiere. She knew this action pushed her breasts further forward toward him, and she took her time in this position because of it. She unclasped the back strap and slowly pulled her hands forward, allowing the bra to slip off her. The cups slightly resisted falling as they slipped over her big hard nipples.
Susan held her bra in one hand, letting it dangle there for a moment or two before lightly tossing it back onto the bed behind her.
Her breasts were indeed as perfect as Claire's, only much bigger. Susan knew they were spectacular, having felt a lifetime of men's distracted glances at them. She had had lovers, before Steve, who could not keep their hands off of them, or, she thought with a naughty grin, their cocks from being between them.
Susan ran her hands up her midriff and took her big tits into her hands. She gave them a squeeze, and enjoyed hearing Dr Scott give out a little grunt as she pinched her nipples.
After massaging her large breasts, enjoying the pleasure it gave her, Susan's hands slid down to the waistband of her panties. Susan had masturbated many times in the course of her life while fantasizing about being a stripper. The exhibitionism of it, the hunger of her audience, all of it was very arousing to her. She always envisioned a tall, dark, handsome and sexy man that she would do a striptease especially for...and here she was, standing in front of Dr Scott. The fact that her husband was now watching her perform this tease for a stronger, sexier and bigger man made it all the more exciting.
Susan pulled one side of the waistband down her hip, then the other, taking her time to very slowly expose herself. She gave a coy little faux surprised look, putting a hand to her mouth, as her panties came down just far enough to reveal that she clearly did not have any pubic hair. Susan literally could not remember the last time her and Steve had touched each other in a sexual way...but it still aroused her to keep her pussy shaved smooth none the less. She thought about it as being just for her, a little kinky secret that made flirting with men a little extra charged. She also loved the feeling of her silky lips when she masturbated.
With her panties halfway down her curvy hips, Susan turned around and faced away from Dr Scott. The doctor was treated to a lovely view of the woman's beautiful, shapely ass, the thong of her panties just starting to crawl down her ass crack.
