Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2001 15:41:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rodd Iron <rodd_iron@yahoo.com>
Subject: Exam 4 ( FF M-solo voy )

This story contains explicit depictions of sexual
activity between consenting adults. If this offends
you or is illegal in your legal jurisdiction, stop
reading immediately.

This is a work of fiction. The characters and events
depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity
to actual persons, living or dead, is purely
coincidental.

Copyright 2001 by Rodd Iron

Exam 4

Just as I reached the exit I realized I couldn't find my keys. Damn, I
thought, I'm going to be late. I must've dropped them in the exam room. I
spun and walked quickly back to Exam 4 where I'd seen my doctor. The door
was open but the light was off, so I figured it was empty and I could look
for my keys.

I turned the light on and shut the door to prevent interruptions. I looked
around the examining table and the chair and all over the counter, but I
couldn't find my keys. The two counters came together in a corner near the
door, leaving a square hole where there was a laundry hamper. I couldn't
see how my keys got back there, but it was the only place I hadn't
looked. Here goes nothing, I thought. I pulled the hamper out. It barely
fit between the counters.

Standing in the corner, I blocked the over-head light.  So I had to kneel
down to look. I slid my right hand under the toe-kick of the counter. There
they were, my keys.  Yes!, I thought. I stood up and put them in my right
pocket, checking to make sure the pocket didn't have a hole in it.  I
turned off the light to leave. I had just turned the handle when I heard
Rebekah's voice say something.

Okay, I'll admit it. I'm a little bit of a voyeur. I like to watch people,
especially attractive women. Rebekah is definitely attractive. She has
medium-length blond hair and blue eyes and a light tan. She's about five
and a half feet tall with an average build. She's got a great smile and
this cute little way of drawing out the last syllable of a word. I'd seen
her at the doctor's office several times over the last couple of years. But
I'd never fantasized about her because I was afraid she'd be my nurse
someday and Mr. Happy would embarrass me.

I opened the door a crack to spy on her. She was wearing the floral shirt,
blue pants, and clogs that all the nurses wore. I could see her at the
nurses' station looking right toward me. I froze. Then I noticed that I
could see a floral shoulder between Rebekah and me. I moved my head to the
right to get a better angle. It was Vicki that Rebekah was looking at, not
me.

Vicki is another nurse in the office. She has short, dark brown hair, green
eyes, and a pale complexion. She's a petite and just over five feet. I
thought she was pretty but she'd always given me the cold shoulder. She
almost seemed angry with me, but I didn't know why since we'd never
spoken. I'd definitely never fantasized about her.

Rebekah looked around quickly and pulled her shirt up.  She flashed her
tits at Vicki! Rebekah wasn't wearing a bra, so Vicki and I had a great
view of her breasts. They were nice B-cups with light brown nipples that
stood out on the white skin her bikini left untanned. With her arms up, her
breasts were drawn up and perky.

She dropped her shirt and started laughing. Vicki and I both stood frozen,
completely surprised. Rebekah was trying so hard to stifle her laughter she
doubled over. She had recovered enough to stand upright by the time Vicki
reached the nurses' station. But she was still smiling that dynamite
smile. The corners of her eyes were crinkled with amusement.

Vicki slapped her lightly on her left arm.

"You bitch!" she whispered. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Having some fun," Rebekah replied.

"You could've gotten in a lot of trouble."

"Yeah, but nobody's around. I checked."

"Well," Vicki said, "if you wanna have some fun, at least go someplace
private."

With that she grabbed Rebekah's right arm with her left hand and pulled her
down the hallway.

"I think Exam 4's free," Vicki said.

Shit, I thought. I'm trapped. I left the door where it was and slid into
the corner. I just had time to slide the hamper in front of me before the
door opened and the light came on. Kneeling, I could peer between the right
side of the hamper and the counter to see most of the room.

Rebekah moved into my field of vision, turned around, and leaned up against
the foot of the examining table. Her blue eyes still sparkled with
mischief. I heard the door shut and saw Vicki come stand in front of
Rebekah. I concentrated on breathing slowly and quietly, afraid that I'd
give myself away.

Vicki stepped in between Rebekah's legs, leaned forward, and kissed
her. Rebekah moved into the kiss and put her arms around Vicki. Holy shit,
I thought, I'm watching two girls get it on from six feet away. I could
feel my cock start to harden.

Rebekah was caressing Vicki's back as the two kissed.  I saw Vicki's hand
slide up under Rebekah's shirt and heard a moan from Rebekah. The blond
broke the kiss and murmured, "Oh, yeah."

Vicki slid her hands up Rebekah's ribs, taking the shirt with them. When
Rebekah raised her arms, Vicki pushed the shirt up just high enough to
cover Rebekah's face and hold her arms up. Vicki began kissing Rebekah's
chest, starting at the base of her neck, trailing down her sternum, and
finally moving to each nipple. Against the untanned skin, Rebekah's nipples
were dark and hard. Rebekah slid her hands from behind Vicki's head, down
her back, and around her sides to cup her breasts. I could see her right
hand gently massaging Vicki's left breast. After a minute of breast
attention, Vicki pulled the shirt all the way off.

"Mmmm," Rebekah purred. "You know what I like."

Vicki took a nipple in each hand and started playing with them. She leaned
forward and began kissing Rebekah again.  Her jaw moved as she slid her
tongue into Rebekah's mouth.  I heard the wet sounds of passionate tongue
kisses. I could tell from the way her ass was tightening that she was
slowly grinding into Rebekah.

Rebekah had her left hand up inside Vicki's shirt, caressing her back, and
her other hand rested on Vicki's hip. When they rotated their heads to
switch sides, Rebekah slid her right hand inside the elastic waistband of
the blue scrubs. I could see her hand move under the fabric to cup Vicki's
left ass cheek. Rebekah's other hand grabbed the back hem and pulled
Vicki's shirt up.

When she felt her shirt being pulled up, Vicki broke their kiss and put her
arms up. As her shirt slid off her back I could see she was wearing a
bra. She's petite enough that she doesn't need a lot of support and her bra
was thin. It had the silvery sheen of a polyester fabric and had to be a
front-hook since I couldn't see anything in the back.  She brought her
hands to the back of Rebekah's neck and brought Rebekah down to her chest.

Rebekah, with her hands on Vicki's hips, placed her mouth directly on the
bra-covered breasts. I saw her cheeks bulge out and heard the sound of her
humming. Vicki closed her eyes and rocked her head back. Her brown hair
fell back and exposed her jaw line. I could see the light shadow under her
jaw as it flowed down into her neck. She arched her neck and it just
accentuated the elegance of her neck.

Rebekah unclasped the bra and pushed it off Vicki's shoulders. As the bra
dropped to the floor, Rebekah returned her attention, and her tongue, to
the breasts in front of her. They are small and pert A-cups with tiny, pink
nipples. While one hand caressed a breast, Rebekah's other traced lightly
over Vicki's stomach. Vicki was running her hands all over Rebekah's back
and down to the sides of her breasts.

Soon Vicki brought her hands to Rebekah's shoulders and pushed her back
onto the examining table. Rebekah put her feet on the corners and raised
her hips off the table.  Vicki reached down, grabbed the scrubs and pulled
them down. When the pants got to Rebekah's feet, they took her clogs with
them. Vicki then grasped the sides of Rebekah's panties and pulled them
off. Rebekah lowered her hips back the table. She put her feet back on the
corners and parted her legs.

She was wearing nothing but her socks and that brilliant smile full of
promise. Her groin has its own triangle of skin untouched by the sun. Her
neatly trimmed patch of hair is medium brown. So, I thought, she isn't a
natural blond.  Her brown, inner lips were parted just enough to show pink.

By now my cock was straining at my underwear. It was leaking so much I was
mildly afraid I might stain my pants.  It was all I could do to keep my
breathing quiet. Even though Rebekah was breathing hard, I still worried
they could hear me. I didn't dare touch myself. I knew I would orgasm at
the slightest touch.

Rebekah used her left hand to hold her lips apart, giving Vicki better
access. Vicki lowered her mouth to Rebekah's labia. Her left hand slowly
inserted a finger into Rebekah and her right hand moved between her own
legs. Her left hand moved in and out in rhythm to the rubbing of her right
hand. The soft sound of her licking and sucking were barely audible over
Rebekah's breathing.

As she concentrated more on Rebekah's clitoris with her mouth, Vicki added
another finger and rotated her left hand to bring her fingers to the front
of Rebekah's vagina.  Rebekah's breathing quickened and small moans began
coming from her throat. Rebekah brought her right hand to her right
nipple. Her left hand kept Vicki's head between her legs.

"Oh, enough!" Rebekah burst out. "Now it's your turn."

Vicki stood and slowly slid her fingers out of Rebekah. She stepped out of
her clogs and pulled her scrubs and panties down at the same time. The
panties got caught up on her left foot. She gave them a tug and then
another. They both started laughing. Finally, in exasperation, kicked her
leg out. The panties flew across the room.

"C'mere," Rebekah beckoned.

I watched Vicki's ass as she walked to the head of the examining table. Her
skin is uniformly milky white all over her body. Her hips are narrow and
her buttocks are firm and rounded. I had a moment of terror when she
climbed on the examining table. She was facing directly toward me as she
straddled Rebekah. But she didn't see me crouched in the corner before she
closed her eyes.

Rebekah had begun tonguing Vicki. Her hands moved over Vicki's ass,
alternating between caressing and kneading.  Vicki had reinserted two
fingers into Rebekah and was making half-hearted attempts at keeping a
rhythm. She began rocking back and forth on her knees and elbows.

"Ah, yes," Vicki groaned.

Rebekah's right hand reached to roll Vicki's right nipple between thumb and
finger. Wet sounds from her backside testified to the royal treatment Vicki
was getting.

Vicki's muscles tensed. Her hips shook. Tremors rippled through her
torso. She threw her head back and exhaled explosively.

"Ahh..." she sighed as she orgasmed.

Aftershocks rolled over her for a minute afterward.  Rebekah lay very still
while Vicki regained her composure.

"Mmm," Vicki said, "that was very nice. Ready for yours?"

In reply, Rebekah lowered her head to the table. She raised her legs and
grabbed them behind the knee. Her crotch was completely exposed. Her
pinkness had darkened considerably.  The light glistened off the moisture
that ran down between her legs.

Vicki put her two fingers on her right hand back into Rebekah and began
pumping them. She reached out with her tongue and flicked it across
Rebekah's clitoris. Her left hand pulled Rebekah's left buttock outward.

Rebekah's breathing began to sound more like panting.  She began to tense
her stomach. Her abdomen, while slender, isn't so lean that I could see
muscle definition. She turned her head to the right and I could see a
slight smile mixed in with the passion.

Vicki brought her left index finger around and pushed it into
Rebekah. After a couple of strokes to wet it, she slid it down to Rebekah's
anus. The first brush brought a gasp from Rebekah.

"Oh, god, yes."

Vicki clamped her lips on Rebekah's clitoris and began circling her anus
with the left finger. Rebekah's clenching of her stomach quickened. She
rotated her pelvis up into Vicki's mouth. Her juices flowed more freely.

"Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop," Rebekah chanted.

Vicki continued pumping her right hand and flicking her left finger. Her
cheeks dented in as she sucked on Rebekah's clit. Then Rebekah's anus
clenched.

"Ugggh..." Rebekah groaned slowly.

Her body tensed from head to toe for several seconds as she orgasmed and
then slowly relaxed. She let go of her legs and brought her feet back to
the table. Vicki slowly brought her left leg across Rebekah and slid to a
standing position. Her right hand slowly caressed Rebekah's belly.  Face
still slick from Rebekah's orgasm, she bent down and kissed her.


Rebekah had collected her clothes off the floor and dressed. Vicki was
wearing her shirt but held her pants in her right hand.

"I can't find my panties," Vicki said.

"Where'd they go?"

"They must've gone in the hamper with the soiled laundry," Vicki
said. "Forget it. I've got plenty."

Vicki pulled her pants on and stepped into her clogs.  She straightened her
shirt and fluffed her hair. Putting her right hand on Rebekah's left cheek,
she gave Rebekah a soft kiss.

"Thanks," Vicki said.

"You're very welcome."

"Have you had your fun?"

"I sure have."

They moved out of my sight and the lights went off. I heard the door open
and then, a few seconds later close.

I stayed kneeling in the corner for several minutes, waiting for them to
come back. When I was sure I was alone, I stood up and turned on the
light. The first thing I did was find Vicki's panties. Sure enough, there
they were on top of the laundry. They were simple, pale pink, cotton
briefs. If I'd seen them before today, I'd never have said they were
sexy. But they turned me on like nothing else. I took them and put them in
my left pocket.

The second thing I did was pull out my cock and jack off into a tissue. I
came so hard my knees buckled and I squirted over the tissue onto the
floor. When I'd regained my breath and my cock was soft enough to stuff
back into my underwear, I cleaned up the floor. I stood in Exam 4, leaning
against the counter, for ten minutes until I had settled down enough.

I turned out the light and opened the door. Then, as nonchalantly as I
could manage, I slowly walked out of the doctor's office.

I'm not a lingerie fetishist but I still have those panties. They're pretty
well worn after all times I've masturbated with them.