Floral blouse

John didn't really have an option so he thanked Dr. Valentine and changed shirts. As he pulled the blouse on the fabric brushed against his nipples. He felt his cock stiffen in his jeans. "Quickly, John! My next patient is waiting. You'll have to take care of that at home." John hurriedly left the doctor's office.

Standing on the street outside the clinic John couldn't help but focus on how the floral blouse felt against his chest. Each step he took sent sharp waves of pleasure from his nipples down to his cock.

"I gotta get home quick," John thought to himself. He looked toward the bus stop and saw something he hadn't noticed before: A sex shop with a flashing $2 peep show sign in the window.