Dental Service

Don't eat before or after, but during is okay!

I couldn't wait for my next visit.  I agree, it's pretty strange to get violated by someone and then instantly like them. But there's an animal inside me that can't be controlled, and it wants more of... well, you know.  Tomorrow I'm getting a check-up, and even though he is my orthodontist, he kind of tweaked with the schedules and changed the dentist to him and rescheduled the other patients' appointments. So he could be with me.  Yep, I love him.  And he likes me a lot.  I might have a wet dream about him tonight! 

THE NEXT DAY

"Remember, honey, you can't eat before appointments, or after."

But she didn't say anything about during I think dirtily to myself .

"Mum, I'm starving! "I protest.

"It's only a day, you'll be fine."

We get in the car and she starts driving.  I stare out the window and see my reflection in the glass.  I analyze my features. Brown, wavy hair and deep green eyes. Some acne here and there, but I've had an increase in them lately. Hormones.  Today I look messy yet relaxed. Sporting a crop top and a loose tank underneath with a pair of shorts, I can feel a breeze creep up my legs, causing me to shiver with delight. 

"You were okay last time, right? Or do you want me to stay?" My mom flashes me a teasing smile.

"You can leave. And no more surprise pick-ups from you or my bro, okay? I'll call you when I'm done."

"Bye!" I watched as she walked up the sidewalk to the car. I smiled and shook my head. Suddenly hands grabbed me from behind and pulled me back. I could feel the bulge of someone's erection on my butt cheeks. I looked up and yelped in surprise. It was Isaac.

"Hey."  He said as he wrapped his arms around my neck, hugging my chest. Then he groped my breast. 

"Stop that!" I giggled. "Are we getting this check-up over or what?"

"Sure. Let's see what you have been up to lately. How often do you brush?"

"Enough so it's sanitary for you to kiss me." In response he pulled me into the room and smooched me.

"How about flossing? Did you get all the little bits... in between?"

"Of course I did. Why don't you feel for yourself?" In response to this he kissed me but this time even harder, his tongue exploring my mouth and flicking over my teeth.

"And... what about... rinsing?"

"I got it everywhere, I think. Could you help me out with that?" I said with a trailing sigh at the end, like a damsel in distress.

"Sure, I've got mouthwash." He smirked.

He locked the door and gave me a latex glove.

"Only one? What for?"

"Did you think I would do you without 'protection' ?" 

"So that's how we're doing it? That's ingenious."

He pointed to his forehead and said, "I know. But don't we always have to make sure we don't miss any spots? Do you want cavities?"

"I've already got one. Down here." I laid back in the chair and got in the sexiest position I thought of, my legs splayed open while I flipped onto my stomach. "What are you waiting for?"