You call the doctor for a privet visit at 3.00 A.M.

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You call the doctor for a privet visit at 3.00 A.M. You are an unappreciated housewife. Your husband after being married for 15 years enjoys being at work more than spend anytime with you. Sex is when he wants it he is in he is out and he is done with you. A woman about 38-40+, home alone at times for weeks. You have been having stomach pain for over 2 days and you call me, Doctor Alexander Jones at home late at night to come and visit you. You are scared but embarrassed to see any other doctors. I am younger than you 37. You have always been enjoying my full checkups but never said anything. It always showed but neither you nor I ever said or did anything about it. I come to your house immediately you open the door and thank me for coming so quickly at such a late time. It is raining heavily outside. You invite me in. I came in such a hurry that all I am wearing is my pajamas and an overcoat covering me from rain. My office is about 30 minutes form my house so I don't have anything with me for the examination.
I come in and you are wearing....
 
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OOC: you sleep in your office??!

Angela:

I open the door, aware of what I was wearing, but not really feeling much embarrassment, somehow. I wanted you, and I wanted you tonight.

My breasts stood out full, even at the age of 40. The nightie I have on is visibly two sizes smaller, my bosom almost overflowing from the low-cut top. My creamy thighs are showing too, up till way above my mid-thighs. Nighties are meant to be comfortable anyway. It was translucent too, and I had nothing underneath.

I took your coat, in a gesture of courtesy, before I 'complain' of my stomach pains again....
 
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