It had been over ten days since my first encounter with my acupuncturist. After the prior visit, where she both sucked me off me and rode me to orgasm, I had anticipated a faster response for my next appointment. I had assumed, and hoped, that I had provided some satisfaction to her in return. She allowed me to lick her sweet little pussy, grinding on my face as she came then crawled onto me and fucked me, facing away while she rubbed her clit for a second round. She hadn't even used needles on me for this first time. I was tempted to reach out, to call or even stop by, but something held me back. So I waited for the message, and kept waiting.
Grabbing a quick drink after work my phone buzzed and a text appeared: "This is a text reminder for your second appointment at Healing Systems. Your appointment is for today at 6 pm. Please text Yes to acknowledge receipt of this message and appointment confirmation." The phone almost jumped out of my hand and my heart began to race. It was already 5:30, cutting it close.
With shaking hands and no hesitation, I typed a quick "yes" message back. Throwing a twenty on the bar I bolted for my car and the office.
Twenty five minutes later I found myself once more outside the red awning with the word 'Acupuncture' simply printed across the front. Taking a deep breath, I was about to open the door when it opened on its own. An attractive woman passed by me with hardly a glance and headed quickly down the street. I looked up at the steep set of stairs to the office.
From above I heard her voice call down, "Is that Dave? Please close the door behind you and lock the bolt."
I felt like a kid again, fumbling for the lock and then nervously climbing the stairs. Once more she was behind her desk, reviewing something on her computer. She wore a white lab coat and a slim blue checked dress. Without looking up she motioned me to the examination room saying, "I'll be right in. Please remove your clothes in advance."
I closed the door behind me and began to undress. I heard the door open, then close and felt her presence in the room while I slowly took my clothes off. When I once more hesitated at my underwear she firmly pulled them down saying, "Everything. Like last time." Her tone was slightly sharper, more impatient. "Now on your stomach, on the bed." I tried to clamber up as gracefully as I could, not succeeding.
As I lay on my stomach and placed my face in the cradle, she spoke behind me. "Today we'll spend a bit more time treating your back. This will involve placement of some needles at different points to help with your pain and flexibility. It will require you to remain very still. Will you be able to do that?"