The Scan

It was just a regular medical check-up for someone my age. I went to the clinic, found a seat in the waiting room, pulled out my book and started reading. After a while, a woman called my name. I looked up and saw a tall, pretty woman with red hair, bright blue eyes, creamy skin and just a hint of freckles. She was wearing a knee-length dark blue, loose summer dress and high heels, which was a bit surprising.

I followed her into the examination room, sat down in the chair she indicated and confirmed my name and details. She was really pleasant and friendly, and there was something that made me feel like I had known her before. That's when she glanced sideways at me with a smile and said, 'I see you don't recognise me, I'm disappointed.'

Then it hit me--Helen! I had met her decades ago when she was just starting medical school. We were about twenty years apart, and I was married, but we both felt a strong attraction and gave in to it for a little while. We had been physically quite intimate, but we never actually had sex. There was an unspoken, inexplicable hesitation between us, but we had indulged in a lot more than that.

Anyway, life went on, and we never saw each other again until today. I gasped and apologised for not recognising her. She chuckled and said she probably wouldn't have recognised me either if she hadn't had my personal details. Some very hot, very private memories flashed through my mind, and I felt a surge of blood down below. She gave me a lingering look, her eyes shining, then became professional again and explained what was going to happen.

She invited me onto her examination bed and asked me to open my shirt right to my waist and please undo my belt and the button of my chinos, so I did, though there was a growing problem down there! As I lay on the narrow bed, she was standing very close to me, and I could smell her perfume. She was angled a little towards my feet so her shapely bum was turned a bit toward my face. I could see her figure through the loose dress, slightly chubby but attractively so and her bum was definitely still gorgeous. I also got a view upwards to her breasts, which were now bigger than I remembered. Her lovely red hair was held in place with a blue hair band, and she looked beautiful. And there was very definately a growing problem in my southern region!

She prodded me where she needed to go, using a scan probe and chatting. We quickly shared a summary of our lives since we last met. Then she said everything was fine, I was in good health and not pregnant! We laughed and made eye contact. She then mentioned that she had noticed I still looked quite healthy in the 'manhood department'. I apologised, saying I couldn't help it. She then placed her cool hand on my chest, between my nipples, looked into my eyes and said she appreciated the compliment. Then, still looking at me, she placed her other hand on my erection and gave a slight squeeze, at the same time lightly tracing her hand all across my chest. That reminded me of when she used to do that in my car, sucking on each of my nipples while teasing my cock with her fingers.

I then took a chance and reached out my right hand to touch her left leg and slide upwards under her dress. She kept on gently feeling my chest and pressing my erection through my chinos. I saw her eyes close as my hand went higher until I felt the edge of lace lingerie. She turned her bum a little more towards me and I continued upwards and across lace, gently, tentatively stroking across her bum.

I heard a small gasp and felt her push a little into my hand. I toyed, slowly up and down the crevice of her bum, pushing ever so slightly inwards. By now, I was as rigid as a flag pole. She said, quietly, 'I see you haven't lost your touch'. I didn't reply; I just kept enjoying the feel of her that I was able to have and made a small upward thrust against her hand on my cock.

She broke the spell by pausing her hand movements and saying, 'You can get dressed now', but she didn't move away from my hand. I squeezed her bum and slowly backed away from under her dress, then sat up and stood up, buttoning my shirt and trousers. She stayed close by, just looking at me, and asked if I could come back in a couple of hours when she had finished with her patients. I said I could, but if she changed her mind, I gave her my number and told her to text me. There would be no bones broken; this moment was beautiful and please, keep my number and stay in touch from time to time.

We kissed softly and hugged; then I left, she smiling after me. A little tater, she texted and said definitely come back if I could or wanted, gave a time when she would be free and said to just come straight into her office. I replied that I would. And I did. The clinic reception was empty when I arrived. I went to te same door I had gone through earlier and knocked as I slowly entered.

Helen stood up from her chair and walked toward me, closed the door behind me and embraced me, kissing me passionately. Her tongue invaded my mouth and she pressed herself against me. We kissed for a long time and it was heavenly. We came up for air, and she walked across to her desk. I followed. She sat on the edge and pointed to her chair with her foot. I sat down; she told me to come clse then she parted her legs. In her chair, my face was slightly above her crotch height. Her legs were bare, which I knew from earlier, and I plainly saw the lace lingerie I had felt earlier.

"Do it again", she said. This time, I placed myself between her knees, pushed them a little further open and slowly slid both hands up her inner thighs. She sighed, closed her eyes and opened her legs wider. I began kissing her lower thighs as my hands reached further up, meeting her lace. I pushed her legs open further and that was when I saw the fasteners in her gusset. She was wearing lace one-piece lingerie! I moaned with pleasure, looked up at her as she smiled down, knowing she had surprised me, and I asked, "May I?" She replied, "Absolutely."

In slow time, I opened those fasteners and pulled the pieces apart, revealing a very moist quim with smooth lips and a beautifully trimmed topping of soft, red lady-fur. And she smelled divine! She placed her hands on my head and simply said, 'Please'. I leaned in and gave a light, slow lick along the length of her slit, tasting her wetness. She quivered. Then I gently blew my warm breath on her. She sighed. I drew back and kissed along the inside of each leg from knee to bush, finally pushing my tongue between those moist and puffed-up lady-parts, glided upwards and flicked that engorged clit. She cried out.

I tongued her slit and swirled her clit as I pushed two fingers into her. She was really quite hot inside and velvety. I reached her spongy G-spot and massaged her in time with my licking. Helen began to writhe and really grip my head and moan softly. I took her clit between my lips and sucked her. That's when I felt a spasm rippling up from inside her and knew she was close to her delight. Meanwhile, my cock was rigid and leaking into my boxers. I sucked her clit some more, and pressed her spongy spot a little harder, and she suddenly erupted into her orgasm.

I kept pleasuring her steadily as she climaxed, and then again and again. I slowed down and stopped, but she held my head between her legs. I didn't mind; I adore being down there on a woman. I gave her little fairy licks to help her come down and slowly withdrew my fingers and licked them. I sat back in her chair and admired the scene of Helen perched on the edge of her desk, her dress pushed up, her legs open wide, her wet, satisfied womanhood on full display and her pretty face glowing. I love satisfying a woman.

Helen looked at me and said I obviously needed some relief, but it would have to be quick because security would be coming round in fifteen minutes to do the lock-up. She apologised because she really wanted to give me as much attention as I gave her. I said, perhaps there may be some follow-up appointments for further examination and treatment, and she said definitely! So, I stood up, pulled her to her feet, led her to the examination bed, told her to turn around and bend over. She beamed a wide smile but said: 'Show me your cock first!' So I dropped my trousers and boxers and let her give me a quick examination. Her hands felt good on me. She had given me several fabulous hand jobs all those years ago, and I adore being worked by hand; it's an underrated pleasure. But right now I simply needed to ride her.

'Ok, bum in the air, ' I said. She smiled again, turned around, lay over the examination bed and obligingly pulled up her dress above her bum. Her bum! God, it really was lovely. She stuck it out at me and spread her legs, looked back over her shoulder and said: "Take me". I nearly orgasmed right then! I shuffled forward, with my trousers around my ankles, grabbed my rampant cock and slid right into her velvety, hot pussy until I could go no deeper. She gave a low moan, pushed back against me a little and squeezed me. That almost triggered me. I started riding her with deep, long strokes, holding on to her hips. I quickly felt my surge rising, knew I couldn't hold it, so I just let it rush through me and out the tip of my cock.

When I was younger, I used to ejaculate quite heavily. There were times when a lady would have my semen running out of her lips and down her leg as soon as she stood up. I can't produce that volume anymore, but it certainly felt like I filled her with a gallon of my cum! I pumped and pumped her through my spurts and orgasm, finally stopping and pushing as deep into her as I could, lying down lightly along her back, resting for a minute. I normally like to stay in a woman until I subside, but I knew time was against us, so I slid out while still having some strength in my cock. That's when an urge flashed into my head. Her bum looked so beautiful and inviting, so I swiftly pushed myself into her crevice and got the crown of my cock into her bum. She gave a little cry of surprise, I gave a gentle thrust, she squeezed, and I had a small second cumming in her bum, and she said, 'Mmmmmmm, something to explore at another appointment, perhaps.'

I slipped out of her, grabbed some of the paper sheet on the exam bed, cleaned the little mess I had made in her bum and dried her really very wet quim before refastening her one-piece lingerie. "Always the gentleman", she said. We dressed, hugged, kissed, and she told me to go; she would tidy the room and then leave as the security man came along. She said she would send for me soon for a follow-up appointment, and smiled.

The next day I received a text message advising me that a follow-up appointment had been made for me for seven days later and to indicate my acceptance or otherwise, soonest. I was looking forward to this course of treatment!