with her which even made it worse. There was no way in hell that her husband would ever be able to have sex with her. And now he was about to do something to break her heart.
'Adultery isn't the end of the world,' Phil said, rubbing her back gently. She had collapsed with her head in his lap and he was petting her, talking quietly to her.
'I do everything he wants,' she went on, still sobbing. 'I do it to him with my mouth. But last time he got too rough. He choked me half to death.' Beth was surprised to feel Phil Barnaby's crotch tighten. Maybe it was the way she'd been rolling her head around and talking all this nonsense. But she'd thought that doctors were different somehow.
'Hmmmm,' he said at last, making her sit up again. 'I think we'd better take first things first.'
'Oh Phil, what am I going to do?'
'You're going to have a pelvic examination for a starter.' He started for the door. 'I'll call the nurse to get you ready.'
'Oh, Phil, I don't want a woman in here with me.' She clutched her dress. She could see that he really did have a hard-on. A beautiful hard-on. Beth knew that she always liked a man's cock as long as it was inside his pants. No, that wasn't quite right either. She found herself wondering about Phil Barnaby. She imagined he had a nice slender cock that would fit perfectly into her vagina. God, she sure was drunk.
'You met Barbara. I don't see why…'
'No!' Phil appeared momentarily irritated. Then he smiled and shrugged.
'All right. Take off your dress and panties and get on the table. If were going to do it like this, I guess you don't even need a gown.'
It took Beth a little fumbling around but she managed at last to get onto the table and put her legs in the metal stirrups. She felt so vulnerable. Though she'd never been the least bit sexy in a doctor's office before, the liquor had worked wonders. She felt a warm glow between her legs. Maybe it was seeing her doctor sexually excited by her presence. And he had been! It was more than happened with Cal. He treated her like mouth for his cock. A convenient hole to pump his cream into. Phil Barnaby entered the room with a tray of instruments. Beth blushed furiously. Phil put the tray down and turned to look at her.
'Perhaps I should have made you wear a gown after all. You're a very lovely woman, and I think your husband is a fool.' His face showed that he'd said too much. Beth felt that he was trying hard to maintain a patient-doctor relationship. She moved her hips on the table. Her inner surfaces were very oily and hot. The months of frustration, of not being able to come really good were clearly showing now. Yes, she wanted to be examined. So someone else on the planet would know her problems.
'This might be a little cold,' Phil said leaning down between her legs. The sight of him gazing right up her pussy made Beth giddy. He touched her hair fringed labia and parted them slightly so the instrument would fit in. She trembled and moved her ass in a slow circle. She could feel her juicy folds open. A droplet of lubrication slid down one ass cheek. Phil cleared his throat. His fingers were shaking.
As the hard metal went into her hole, Beth let out a sigh. She'd been ashamed to use anything on herself. Even her own finger. But now it was all okay. It was a doctor doing it. The metal slid easily into her depths. She rocked her hips, unable to keep still now. Deep… soo deep! Why couldn't a man's cock do that? Her husband's cock…
'Ohhhhh,' she gasped. 'It feels so strange.'
'Try to hold still,' Phil said, fingers trembling more than ever.
'I… I can't. Ohhhh Phil, you don't know what it's like to have something going inside me!' She bit her bottom lip. Her fingers were squeezing at the edge of the examination table.
'Yes,' he said in a doctorly tone. 'You are somewhat smaller than normal. It could be a hysterical reaction. Something psychological. I see no abnormal growths. Your body is perfectly normal in every other way. There's no reason…'
'Uhhhhh,' she moaned, pumping her hips with abandon. A tingling glow spread quickly through her pubes and down both thighs. Her belly heaved as she tried to keep control and couldn't.
'I'm going to spread you a little now,' Phil said. He sounded very tense. 'To see just how much expansion you've got.'
'Nhhuuuhh! Ohhhhh, Goddamn!'
'Are you in pain, Beth?'
'Nhoooo. Feels good… wonderful!'
'I'll try and get this over with as soon as possible.' Phil sounded like he was coming unglued. She didn't want him to feel like that. She wanted him to…
'Phil. Do it to me!'
'Beg pardon?'
'Make love to me! Right here! Right now!'
Phil had just expanded the instrument to stretch her soft tube to its fullest. The sensation was of having something like a cock inside her. But not quite. She thought of the hard lump she'd seen in her doctor's pants. Why couldn't he give her some of that. God knows she needed it worse than any medicine in the world.
'Beth… my God, I can't do something like that.' He slipped the instrument out of her.
Beth pushed herself up and got her legs out of the metal stirrups. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it hard. Her thighs were still parted and the darker inner membranes swelled out with glistening invitation. She could smell her clean, musky perfume too. The aroma that rose from her whenever she felt like this.
'I don't need a prescription,' she sighed, putting his hand down against her. 'I need affection. Love. I need you.'
'Goddamn,' Phil interrupted. His finger had just slid down her crevice. She saw him pull it back. His knuckles glistened with her juice. He turned toward the door.
'Look at me!' she cried, pumping her ass up and down on the table. 'You said I'm beautiful and desirable. Don't you want to do it?'
'That's not the point,' he said, coming over. He stayed just out of her reach. 'I'm a medical doctor. This would be…'
'It would be exactly what I have to get. Or I'm going to lose my mind.' She caught his hand again and pulled him close. She could see that Phil wanted her. He was shaking hard. She unzipped his fly and dug frantically. He continued to stand there by the examination table as she fished his hot, moist prick out into her palm. It wasn't anywhere near as big as Cal's. It didn't scare her. It was quite a bit more slender and not so thick. She moaned and put her tips against the blue-tinged glans. Phil tried to say something. Instead he just petted her head with both hands.
'Ohhh, I want it! I want it bad!' She covered his cocktip with feverish kisses. She saw that a little of her lipstick had become smeared on the white, veined shaft.
'I don't know what to say,' Phil stammered. She had both her hands on him now, sucking and kissing.
'Don't say anything. Just give me what I need!'
Beth's heart danced when she saw him reach to the intercom and thumb the button.
'Hold all my calls, Barbara. I'll be in private consultation for a little while.' He locked the door and came over to her again. His fingers trembled so badly that he couldn't get his belt undone.
'Ohhhh hurry!' Beth whined, pumping her trim, boyish hips up and down. Phil turned the fluorescent light out. But it still smelled antiseptic and fresh in the small room. Beth didn't care what it smelled like. Anyway her musky pussy was changing everything very quickly. Phil had his pants off now. She loved the way his blond pubic curls framed his balls and cock. She opened her legs for him and he moaned and kissed her pussy. She would've liked more of that but she wanted to come with a cock in her.
'You're so beautiful!' Phil whispered, kissing her chin and cheek. Then their mouths were pressing hard together. She sucked at his tongue like a wild animal. He felt of her breasts tenderly and then more urgently. She could tell that he was admiring the firmness, the smallness of them. Phil's wife had big ones. Maybe a guy liked a little variety. He pulled one gently between his teeth and began to feast on the nipple. She arched her back and let him feel her nails at the nape of his neck.
'Yuuhh, Phil!'
Her fingers grasped between his thighs. She could feel the heft of his prick. It was so hot and hard. She'd always shied away from a man's organ before. Why was she so ready this time? Except for the fact that he was a
