Grasping Hands

"Why don’t we start off with you putting your hands upon our secretary? I want to see how the stimuli will impact your blood pressure and heart rate. I fully expect you may have done that before when I wasn't watching. No, I don't mind if you wanted to get a lite handy with our secretary, and I don't think she minded either. Not that I will stop to ask, either. Being in power kind of gives me that advantage.”

She paused, waiting. She gives him an encouraging gesture, and quickly that’s all it takes. Before he had at least some hesitation to so brazenly reach a hand to touch, grab or grope me. Now that he's been given something of an official sanction, with a medical basis no less, and that hesitation was gone. He smiled at me, happy and excited at the prospects he was handed.

I held myself still, as his hands moved, almost anxiously now, toward me, as I stand there naked. His left hand quickly finds its way back to the small of my back, rubbing up on it softly, before moving down to my ass, his fingertips and palm rubbing across my left, and then right, ass cheek. He rubbed it for several seconds, his eyes glued on my sensual curves. I felt him squeeze my ass cheek in his hand genially, as he stared at me, internally watching for my every response.

His right hand grabbed me around the leg, wrapping itself around my thigh. He pulled my right leg toward him, spreading my legs apart in the process. I felt pleasure as he worked, but tried to remain quiet, not wanting to surprise him, or for that matter, disrupt the test.

He pulled my leg closer toward his chair, and soon was working his right arm, fingers and palm working together, and has worked their way up my leg.

I felt pleasure course through my body as he brought his hand up my leg, rubbing it up and down, right and left, as he progressed.

He squeezed my ass again, harder than before. He was getting progressively more confident the longer he was allowed to touch my body. I felt his fingers tip then, as they brushed softly across my shaved mound. This was soon followed by another caress of my pussy lips, and soon his fingers were resting upon them the whole time,

His left hand was brushing across my ass cheeks again, and soon I felt him squeeze my left ass cheek, much harder and more thoroughly than he has before. Meanwhile, the fingers of his right hand were now securely on my mound, caressing my pussy lips with a casual confidence I would not have expected from him only minutes before. As he felt me up, his hands groping intently upon my exposed and naked form, I watched the nurse, as she casually watched the scene, checking the monitor periodically.

His left hand slapped my ass cheek then, surprising me a bit me one bit; About the same time, I felt him pinch my pussy lips between his fingers, softly at first. As his fingers moved across them, his grip tightened, forcing me to gasp aloud in discomfort. He chuckled softly at my discomfort, giving them a tight squeeze before making a change of pace, and inserting his fingers into my shaved mound. He only rubs them in slightly, mimicking an openly sexual act, and with every second, he draws his fingers in slowly deeper. I felt him pinch my intimate folds again, harder than before. He moved his hand a little ways away, his fingers moving ever so slightly deeper into me, even as he never stopped pinching my folds between his thump, ring, and index fingers.

I managed to remain quiet, even as I felt higher and higher levels of pleasure. I know by now that his hand would be at least damp, as I felt myself orgasm at his continued touch, made all the more powerful by his hand grasping and slapping my ass cheeks, switching casually between the two. I look down briefly, to see my ass turning a slight shade of red, decide not to say anything, made to watch, even as he effectively spanked me there.

While I was not able to see the heart monitor the nurse was using, I could tell my own heart rate had risen a bit since I had first walked into the room. My body was responding to the pleasure I was feeling from his every touch, caress, grope and slap he put me.

I’m not sure how long this went on, before the Nurse spoke up then, surprising us both. Her expression is casually neutral; though I can tell by the look in her eyes she’s quietly enjoying this.