No, and loses everything else

Melissa stared at her shirt for a long while, and thought about grabbing it. When she tried, however, she found that her legs had fallen a bit asleep. It would have been easy to wake them up, but she didn't want to annoy Dr. Jorgensen further, especially since he would be back soon. So, she just sat there in the dentist's chair, in only her white sports bra and the helmet she clamped onto her crotch.

Dr. Jorgensen returned after just a few minutes, once again using the back door. He walked up to Melissa and explained the situation.

"Sorry about that. We have a few emergency patients coming in the next few minutes, so I'd like to get you finished up before they come in," he jumped into action. However, in his haste his watch band caught on her bra and caused small tear.

"Oops, sorry about that. Please sit up."

Melissa sat up, her hands still on the helmet. Jorgensen grabbed the bottom of her bra and she raised her arms up in the air without saying a word. Jorgensen pulled her bra up and over her head, bringing her quarter-sized areolas and pink nipples into view and placing the bra on the counter on top of her shirt. Melissa put her hands back on the helmet and sat back down, the helmet the only thing saving her from complete nudity.

The doctor continued his exam, and Melissa could not help but be painfully aware of his lab-coat arms and gloved hands brushing her chest and turning her nipples into pencil erasers standing upright and hard. She dared not cover her breasts from this tactile onslaught, as that would surely interfere with Jorgensen's proceedings. While this was going on, Jorgensen decided to pursue an exasperatingly quotidian conversation.

"So, how was your first year at college?"

"It was good," Melissa responded in a futile attempt to forget her nakedness.

"Have you had any fun with the boys?"

"No, I've only been on a few dates."

Jorgensen pulled his hands out of Melissa's mouth, rolled back, and looked her body up and down.

"Well, with a body like that I find that hard to believe."

If it were possible to blush with one's whole body Melissa would have done so. She felt even more arousal flow to her intimate area, and she looked at the wall. Jorgensen went back to work probing Melissa's teeth for the next several minutes.

"Thanks for coming in today," he once again panned his head to take in all of Melissa, "it's good to see you." Melissa couldn't think of anything to say to his double meaning. Instead, she just sat in the chair as he continued the exam, feeling her arousal grow.

After a few minutes, Jorgensen pulled out of her mouth and put the seat back up. Despite the fact that Jorgensen was done with the exam, Melissa did not cover her breasts, opting to once again focus on her crotch and hold the helmet tighter on it. Despite her current predicament, she still feared what Jorgensen would say about her dental hygiene for the previous year.

"Well, I didn't find any cavities," Jorgensen conceded to Melissa's relief, "but I did find one thing." His gloved hands grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the chair. She felt her intimates leave a trail of sludge as her butt audibly squeaked across the chair. Jorgensen put a mirror to her mouth, but found he wasn't close enough with the angle of Melissa's legs, and had to rest his knee near Melissa's crotch. Finding his knee butting up against the helmet, he sighed and pulled it away from her to set back on the counter.

Melissa was now totally and completely exposed.

She felt the cool office air being circulated from the nearby vent onto her moist womanhood. Jorgensen slid his knee towards her, and it went right into her most intimate place, Melissa feeling the stimulation as his khakis rubbed up against her. He brought his arms up and into her mouth, his elbows resting gently against her large breasts. With her back completely upright she was a few inches higher than him.

"Do you see what's in the mirror?" Jorgensen asked her. "Brad wrote that he had seen some plaque on the backs of your teeth, and I see it, too." Melissa felt the embarrassment of the dentist finding something wrong being added to the immense embarrassment caused by her exposure. “When you floss, I need you to make sure to get the backs of your teeth. Do you understand?”

Melissa could only nod with Jorgensen still somewhat in her mouth.

“And there's one more thing I want to show you. When you --” but just then, Jessica's voice came over the intercom, informing the dentist that one of his emergency appointments had arrived and was waiting in another exam room.

"Damn it! So sorry about that, I'll be back in about five to ten minutes. Don't move a muscle, okay?"

Melissa could only eke out a "no sir" before Jorgensen left the room. In his haste and forgetfulness, he went out through the front door right into the waiting room. Even worse, the door didn't close on its own, so it was still wide open as he left. Melissa - all of her - was now facing, and directly exposed to, the waiting room.