Starting the day off with a dental appointment at 8:00 a.m. may not seem like a fun thing, but today changed my outlook on the potential of dentistry. This was the third visit when Teresa was scheduled to clean my teeth. She’s 24, light brown hair, blue eyes and average height. The blue scrubs she and the other assistants wear hide most of their physical attributes, but following Teresa to the assigned room, I noticed that the scrubs could not hide a nice firm ass as she moved down the hall.
The usual small talk was soon over and she was poking metal things here and there in my mouth as usual. And, just like the last two times, she leaned over me more than I thought she needed to as she worked. One of her breasts was firmly pressed against the side of my face. The first time it happened, I tried to ignore it. The last time it happened it caused an erection and I had no way to hide it but it seemed to go unnoticed.
Today, however, I was hard not long after she began cleaning my teeth. I stared past her face at the ceiling, trying to avoid her eyes, as always. When she moved behind me to get a rinse cup she paused a moment and when she leaned back over me, her eyes stared down at mine.
“Mr. Jameson, the last time you were here I noticed that something made you, um, uncomfortable and it appears something is bothering you today as well. Are you all right?” she asked politely.
“Oh, yes, I’m fine, Teresa,” I answered rather sheepishly, not knowing how to respond. “It’s just that, uh…well, it’s hard to explain.”
She slipped off her mask and smiled at me knowingly. “Just a little case of morning wood, is it?”
I was shocked and could only nod my head apologetically. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that.”
She rolled her chair around where we could talk face to face. “Mr. Jameson, you know that Dr. Rains teaches at the dental school in the mornings; that’s why all the cleanings are scheduled before noon. The other hygienists and I have an office fund that we created for donations from our patients.”
“An office fund?” I asked.
“Yes, we all share the proceeds and donations from some of our patients are confidential. Of course Doctor Rains is not aware of the special services we provide while he’s not here,” she said.
“Special services?” I inquired. “What kind of special services?”
She reached over and punched a button on the intercom and said, “Randi, could you assist me in room 4, please?”
In less than a minute another girl in blue scrubs came in, and immediately knelt down by my dental chair.
“If you would like to make a donation to our office fund, Randi can help relieve the discomfort you’re having,” Teresa said very matter-of-factly.
I suddenly starting feeling generous, especially since Randi was unzipping my pants already. I asked how much of a donation I should offer and Teresa gave me a quick “menu” of the services available.
Randi had already had my erection sticking up out of my boxers as Teresa spoke. “Randi is good with her hands and would appreciate a $25 donation, or $50 if you want her to use her mouth, and she won’t spill a drop. She can ride you for $50 if you prefer and we have condoms. We can do a double for you, which is $150 but if either one of us comes, you get a discount.”
I have not paid for sex in several years, but I had already been compromised by my cock, so what could I do? I decided to go for the gold.
“I’d like to have a double, but what if we’re interrupted?” I asked nervously.
Randi answered my question as her hand began so slide slowly up and down my shaft. “Any time one of us calls for assistance, we all know what that means and nobody will disturb us.”
Then Teresa added, “But I will need to finish cleaning your teeth first.” She put her mask back on and continued picking at my teeth with the metal instruments. Suddenly I felt Randi’s mouth taking control of my cock and the morning got much better.
Teresa could have cut my tongue out and I would not have noticed nor cared. I was so focused on what Randi was doing with her mouth that I hardly realized when Teresa had finished and told me to rinse my mouth for the final time.