The Optometrist, with a twist

Melissa had forgotten that her father scheduled her medical appointments in a cluster, so her eye appointment with Dr. Stevenson would be the day after the dentist. Now, still naked in the hallway, she realized that if she didn’t hurry she would be late!

Melissa rushed upstairs to dress, but her underwear drawer was empty! Darn it! With all of the excitement from yesterday, she had forgotten to do her personal laundry. No time now! She ran back downstairs, naked with her clothes in her hands, quickly wiped herself off with the old torn shirt, threw on a new shirt and the infamous skirt, yanked her hair back into a ponytail, and rushed out the door.

Traffic was once again light in the late morning and Melissa arrived at Dr. Stevenson’s office just on time. Thankfully the waiting room was empty; she was acutely aware of her large breasts loose beneath the somewhat tight fitting t-shirt, as she had accidentally grabbed an old one. Her lack of panties also focused her mental attention on her pussy, which was still moist from the incident with the delivery man.

She’d just finished signing in with the receptionist Mary when Dr. Stevenson came out and said, “Ah…there you are Melissa! I wondered if you’d forgotten me. Come on back, I can see you right away.” As they were walking down the hallway to the exam room, Melissa felt the breeze of the cool office air through her thin shirt and up her drafty skirt. She also, for just the briefest of instances, wondered if it was her imagination or if he had emphasized see you a little oddly.