Open Wide

"You miss it, don't you, Baby?"

"Miss what?" I questioned, knowing full well what she meant. Amazingly, I felt my dick getting harder in my pants just talking about it.

"Sucking dick, eating cum, being told what to do . . . I think you love being somebody's pet. I think you like to please your friends." She said as she laid her right hand on my crotch. Although I'm not very well endowed, I was sure she could feel my erection through my pants.

"It appears your dickie thinks you miss pleasing your friends too."

This was so weird, I almost felt like I was having a daydream or something and would wake up in a second. It was just so strange; I came here to get my teeth cleaned, like I have dozens of times before, and somehow the world went wild and I end up involved in this crazy encounter with a dental assistant turned psychologist.

"Am I your friend, Bobbie?" She asked.

"Well, sure. I guess so," I replied with some hesitation, not sure where this was going.

"Would you please me, Baby, if I told you to . . . as a friend?" she asked with kind of a Cheshire cat smile while she squeezed my enflamed penis.

"What does that mean?" I thought. "'Please her' about what? What pleasing could she want?" I found that, as I thought about it, I did want to please her. I wanted her to be my friend. I liked her taking charge and hoped she'd kind of help me along with whatever she had in mind.

"Sure, I think I would try." I said softly with a doubtful smile.

"I'll be back in a sec," she said as she got up and walked behind the little office partition that they stand behind when they do x-rays. I could hear fabric rustling and, once, a sound like elastic being snapped. She walked back out, and if I had expected her to be naked or something, I would have been disappointed. She looked exactly the same as when she got up to leave . . . beautiful.