Nurse Lola Jones looked bored when she stepped into the waiting room, frowning down at the clipboard she was carrying. But when she looked up at you her whole expression changed. Her chocalatey brown eyes lit up and she smiled. Whatever she was thinking, it seemed naughty.
She didn't look an inch over five feet tall or a day over twenty years old. Tight rose-colored scrubs fit her petite, slender body like a second skin and matched the color of her eye shadow, blush, and abundantly wet lip gloss that contrasted with her perfectly straight white teeth and practically glowed in the room's halogen lighting.
Her skin was the color of milk chocolate, smooth with a soft, youthful glow completely untouched by the ravages of time, and her hair was silky and dark.
She quickly took your weight and height then took you into one of the exam rooms and shut the door.
You sat down on the exam table.
"I'll just get your blood pressure," Lola said.
She slid back your sleeve, then ran her fingers up and down your arms, stroking the muscles in it, until she finally put the blood pressure cuff around your wrist.
Then, still holding your arm tightly, she pulled your fist tight against her crotch and began grinding against it.
As your knuckles rubbed against her camel toe, she moaned loudly. Her big, brown eyes rolled back and she began to suck on her lower lip. She moaned again, breathing warm air into your face.
Then you both heard footsteps approaching. She quickly removed the blood pressure cuff and stepped back from you.
"Everything looks normal," she said as the doctor came in.
You quickly crossed your legs to try to hide the erection from when the pretty young nurse made love to your fist.
"I'm Doctor Amelia Hall," the doctor introduced herself.
You watched Lola walk away, her scrubs bottoms tight around the contours of her tight ass. She looked over her shoulder at you longingly before finally leaving the room to give you and Dr. Hall some privacy.
Dr. Hall was a lot older, and much taller, than the nurse, but she also had pretty brown eyes and long dark hair, hers wild and curly. She was also extremely slender. Freckles were dotted all over her attractive, angular face. She wore teal scrubs under a white lab coat.
"Are you not feeling well?" the doctor asked. "Because you look amazing! Sorry. I probably shouldn't be flirting with you like that. But do you just want to skip right to the part where we pull your pants down and you turn your head and... Sorry. Just kidding. That won't be necessary today. Unless you want to. Sorry! Inappropriate. Unprofessional. I don't know what's gotten into me today... But I wish you would. Sorry."
After Dr. Hall stopped flirting long enough to ask you the routine questions, you told her about the headaches you'd been getting. She wrote you a prescription and then stood up to leave the exam room.
"The nurse will come back in a minute to finish things up with you," Dr. Hall said.
You thought about mentioning Lola's strange behavior, but Dr. Hall was already gone. And soon Lola was shutting the exam room door behind her again, looking at your hungrily.
"Headaches, huh?" she purred softly. "I think I know how to make you feel better."
Then she slowly, seductively lifted the bottom of her scrub top, showing off the smooth skin of her perfectly tight tummy.
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