Lakshmi, the Indian Intern

Close on the heels of the doctor, a woman of Indian descent followed. While I had always been impressed with Sarah's assets, the new woman had her own charms.

"May I introduce my office's newest intern, Lakshmi Rai," Sarah said, gesturing towards her compatriot.

Unsure quite how much she knew about the situation, I politely extended my hand to shake hers.

"Pleased to meet you," Lakshmi said, full of decorum.

I turned briefly to look Sarah in the eyes, mentally asking what was going on. Sarah arched her eyebrow, but said nothing.

Lakshmi released my hand and said "I recently graduated from medical school, very near the top of my class. While I initially considered other offers, I heard rumors about Dr. O'Neil's practice and decided that it would be... the best fit for me."

"She really is quite good. And I say that as a medical professional who expects the absolutely highest standards from my staff," Sarah said, quite gravely, "But it's true that my practice is run in a rather... unique fashion."

It was at that point that I noticed that while the doctors' outfits were not nearly as scandalous as what I had observed in the office, every piece of clothing revealed just a hair more than what would usually be expected. A glimpse of dark, canyon-like cleavage. A hemline that could all too easily shift to become risque. Skirts that clung just a bit too well, making it clear if thought about that the wearers had nothing on underneath. It didn't take long for me to reappraise the situation.

The intern's eyes held a hint of a salaciousness as she said "Dr. O'Neil has shown me the chart from your last check-up. I can't say that I've ever seen a similar case before, but I'm hoping to gain experience during my time with her practice."

"I have no doubt that she'll be a quick study," Sarah quipped.

Both of the doctors moved one step closer to me as my already raging erection began to strain its confines. It seemed like everything was in order and everyone was more than ready to begin.