Male Patient

I look up, surprised. My eyes meet with those of a man, likely in his late 20s to early ’30s. I notice how he’s leaning over me, looking me over closely, looking my naked body over. If he was trying to hide it, he was doing a bad job of it

I smile, trying to conceal my concern at being naked in such a public place, despite the rush of blood to my cheeks just then. I pause a second before speaking up, “Greetings... I’m Brigit. how can I help you? Do you have an appointment?

My sudden response to his cough must have thrown him for a loop, as my body jerks his body suddenly as his mind is brought back to reality. In the process, a few drops of his hot coffee splashes out of his foam cup, landing on my breast. I gasp, more in surprise than from the temperature of his drink, as I feel it land upon my exposed breast.

“Oh, I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Here, let me clean that up for you!” As he speaks, rushing to be helpful, he quickly brings a napkin forward and starts rubbing it across my breast. I feel him rub it across my exposed skin, surprise keeping me from moving. I watch as his hand cups my breast, as he cleans up his spill from my naked body.

He stops then, his hand resting upon my breast, cupping it. I notice that his gaze has dropped some, and he’s now staring at my shaved mound. It’s quite visible now, my legs having spread wide instinctually to the impact of his drink upon my skin.

He stares at my naked body for a few seconds, as though caught in a trance. His eyes then tract up to my face, surprise and concern showing clearly on his face, as he tries to process what just happened. He makes a surprised gasp and then, slowly pulls back his hand as he fully released his hand was still cupping my left breast. My smile widens in response, and I make a quiet chuckle

I regain my composure and smile as his gaze makes its way back up to my face. After a few seconds, he managed to smile back my way, even making a quiet amused tone or two. “So, Do you have an appointment?”, I repeat, my voice taking on an amused tone.

“Hmmm? Oh, right... right, of course.” He pulls out a few documents and passes them to me. They are a copy of his insurance papers and a copy of his appointment docs. It tells me it's a routine check-up. I check on the computer to see if there have been any changes or notes made. I glance up and him occasionally as I work, and catch him staring again and my naked body, focusing on my bosom. He watched, as it slowly rose and fell with my every breath, and his eyes bobbled up and down in unison.

I feel my cheeks become flush again, and I smile his way, as I finished pulling up his information. There was a note that said I should lead him there myself once he checks in, as it was almost time for his scheduled appointment. Nothing out of the ordinary, if not for the fact I’m completely naked... well, besides my high heels, which seem to be determined to loudly announce my presence to everyone I see.

I pause, considering. With it being my new day, I don’t want to get him lost. Then again, I found myself smiling at the thought of him following me, staring at my back, legs, and ass the whole way an amusing one.