WestAllen short stories #2

The Doctor

Iris has been feeling sick the past couple of days. She had a headache and a fever, and she didn't know what was wrong. To be sure it wasn't something serious, she decided to go and see a doctor. She was going to go and see her usual doctor, Dr Henry Allen.

When she got to the practice she signed a form and waited patiently for her turn. The lady at the front desk had finally called her name and told her to go right thru to Dr Allen's office. There was no one there when she walked in, so she just took a seat and waited.

A young boy walked in wearing a stethoscope and a white lab coat. Hi I'm Barry Allen. Dr Allen's son. Dr Allen couldn't be here today, so he asked me to fill in. Barry explained as he looked at a paper on a clipboard. When he moved the clipboard from his face, that's when he first noticed Iris.

Uh, so what seems to be the problem? He licked his lips as he rolled a chair close to Iris and sat down. Well, um. I've got this headache and I have a fever. I've been having it for the past couple of days. Iris briefed him. Let's see what I can do about that. Barry smirked before asking Iris to stand up and stand by the gurney.

He lifted her up onto the gurney, then checked her out. He began kissing her neck while moving his hands under her dress, in her inner thighs. Moans could be heard from Iris as Barry's fingers touched her panties.

He was just about to put his hand inside her panties when Iris stopped him. She put her hand on his arm. It's okay. Don't be scared. Barry reassured her while moving her hand away. He continued placing his hand inside her panties while kissing her. Iris couldn't take it, it felt so good. She wanted to scream but couldn't. Barry was preventing her from doing just that. So she moaned in his mouth as he kissed her.

When he removed his hand, she was panting and moaning softly. Be right back. Barry kissed her before leaving the room. A while later he returned with a prescription. Here, go to the pharmacy and they'll give you some medicine for your fever and headache. He handed her the prescription.

Oh, and don't worry. You have nothing serious. It's probably some kind of common cold or flu. Or it could be some type of virus you contracted somewhere. But don't worry, it's not deadly. I'm sure you'll be fine within a few weeks. Barry explained.

Um, thank you. Iris was feeling a little shaken to what had happened earlier. Oh and Iris, I wrote my number at the back of the prescription. So make sure you put it on your phone before you loose it. Barry winked at her before she left the room.