Viagra

"I think I would like to try the Viagra." You say. You figure that the viagra will allow you to fuck your wife while you figure something out. Besides, getting a physical from such a beautiful doctor seems like a dangerous choice.

Dr. Linderman seems disappointed, but she quickly jots you out a prescription.

"There's a chemist across the road, just take this over and they should be able to sort you out." She hands you the prescription. You say thanks and leave, clutching the piece of paper in your hand. Exiting the clinic, you walk across the road and enter the chemist.

Behind the counter is a chubby blonde girl, dressed in a white chemists smock. She is facing away from you, bent over rummaging through a drawer. Her big ass is stretching the fabric of her pants and you imagine her lowering it onto your face. You'd stick your tongue out and worship her pussy, and depending if you did a good job she would stroke off your trembling prick.

"...Sir? How can I help you?" You realise you have drifted off, and clear your throat hurriedly. You blush slightly. "Sorry, I just needed this prescription filled."

The chemist takes the prescription off you and turns around. She bends over again to one of the drawers, then turns her head back and looks at you. She shakes her head slightly. Busted.

She places your prescription in a bag and you pay for it on your card.

"Have fun!" the chemist says, and winks at you.

You smile sheepishly and quickly leave.