Probing her boundaries

With consent given, you begin moving your hands again. You pull Mrs. Lee close and let your hands slide down her hips, then back behind her to her ass. You squeeze her butt cheeks, one in each hand, causing her to gasp.

Nice and warm, with a good amount of firmness to them. She’s young enough that even if she doesn’t spend a couple of hours a day at the gym, her body still has some tone to it.

Mrs. Lee lets out another gasp as as you pull her closer still, your bodies pressed against one another. You press your crotch against her, your massive bulge pressing up against her bare form, separated only by the fabric of your boxers and trousers. You squeeze and knead her plump behind, her skin warm in your hands.

Your cock yearns to burst free and bury itself deep up into Susan Lee.

But not yet. There’s still more foundation to be laid.

“Tell me, Mrs. Lee,” you whisper into her ear. “Do you like the way this feels?”

She doesn’t answer but her hands are gripping your arms. Your cock twitches, causing her to flinch.

“W-what…” You feel her heart thumping in her chest, beating against you.

Relentlessly, you continue squeezing her butt with one hand while slowly moving the other hand back forward. You separate yourself from Mrs. Lee and caress her belly. “It’s OK to admit it. It’s a perfectly normal reaction.”

Still nothing from her. But her grip is tightening.

“If this feels good…” You move your hand down her belly and toward her crotch. “There’s nothing wrong with admitting it. It would be a perfectly normal reaction.”

“Oh, Doctor…” Her voice is a soft murmur.

You continue moving your hand further down. You cup her pubic area gently. A little bit of dampness has begun to form.

“Does this feel good, Susan?”

She doesn’t answer but she nods.

“Good. That means your body is capable of properly responding to stimuli.”

“Your hands doctor.”

“Oh, don’t mind what I’m doing. It’s important to keep your circulation going.”

She’s really digging her nails into your arms now.

You lean in again. “Tell me more about James.” You rub your palm against her pubic mound.

A soft sighing sound escapes Susan’s lips.

You keep rubbing. “From what you’ve showed me earlier, he was considerably…bigger than either of the men that came after.”

Susan nods.

You move your hand back up to Susan’s belly and rub with a slow, circular motion. “Have you ever regretted not having sex with James?”

No answer.

You move your hand lower again. “Have you wondered what it would have felt like? To feel such a large cock inside of you?”

Her breath comes ragged and harsh.

You cup her pussy again. It’s noticeably wetter down there. “Have you ever found yourself wishing you could have experienced a nice, big cock? At least once? Just to know what it felt like?”

When she doesn’t answer, you slip a finger up into her slick pussy.

“Doctor!” Mrs. Lee’s entire body stiffens and you’re pretty sure her nails have drawn blood. “Doctor what are you doing!”

You move the hand that had been groping her ass up to her shoulder and hold her firmly. You keep your finger buried up her cunt. “Trust the process, Mrs. Lee.”

“But Doctor—”

“Answer the question.”

She hesitates, but the look in her eyes tells you everything you need to know before she speaks. “Y-yes, Doctor.” As if there was any doubt.

“Good. Honesty is very important at this stage of your treatment.”

She doesn’t say anything, just bites down on her lip as you continue working her pussy with your finger. You slip a second finger into her, making her moan softly. You work them in and out, varying both the tempo and the distance you push in.

Mrs. Lee moans again. Her whole chest is flushed now, the same shade of red as her face. Every now and then you thrust your fingers in hard, causing her tits to flop around. Then you go back to sliding in nice and slow. You can tell by the sound of her breath she’s on the verge of cumming.

Suddenly, you pull out.

Her eyes go wide and she lets out a soft, pitiful mew. She holds onto you firmly for balance. A few beads of sweat have formed on her forehead, and her breathing is still heavy.

Hmmm, disappointed I didn’t make you cum? What a shameless, dirty little gook you are!

“You did very well, Mrs. Lee.” You point towards the restroom. “Why don’t you go ahead and get cleaned up and we’ll finish up.”

Without a word, Mrs. Lee quickly gathers her clothing off the floor and scurries off in the direction you indicated.

You take this opportunity to lick her fragrant juices off your fingers. Mmmmmmm…

When she returns, you’re already seated and waiting for her. You gesture for her to sit and she silently takes a seat opposite you.

Once again, you pretend to consult your notes. “I understand, this may have been rather unorthodox, and not what you were expecting. However, I assure you this was all much more scientific than it seems.”

She stares silently at the floor.

“Thanks to your indulging me, I have been able to determine that your body is perfectly normal and healthy. Your reaction to sexual stimuli is perfectly within expected parameters.”

“So…how do we proceed, Doctor?”

You ‘check your notes’ yet again. “We will need to coax some extra performance out of Mr. Lee.”

“Oh? H-how?”

“You have my permission to engage in sexual intercourse. Tomorrow night, just before going to bed. But during intercourse, I want you to think about James. Imagine his cock is the one you’re having sex with.”

Mrs. Lee blinked in confusion. “I don’t understand. How will that help my husband to uh, perform?”

“Sex is as much about the mind as it is the body. It’s clear that you harbor some regret about not being able to experience a much larger cock like the one James had, and now you have to settle for this much smaller one that your husband has.”

“But…no, I’m not…I wouldn’t say I’m settling…” Mrs. Lee stumbles over her words, clearly flustered. She’s clearly comparing her husband against James in her head right now. “That’s…that’s not how I feel.”

“Perhaps not consciously. But subconsciously, it is very likely affecting the way you feel towards your husband. And his subconscious picks up on that.”

Mrs. Lee nods slowly. “I see.”

“So, tomorrow night I want the two of you to have sex. And during sex, imagine James is the one fucking you. Picture it in your mind, his big, thick cock penetrating you over and over.”

“Y-yes Doctor. I…I’ll try.”

“Good girl.”

The two of you say your goodbyes, then she quickly leaves the office. You think about the way Susan’s body felt against yours, and your cock stiffens immediately.

Susan Lee’s treatment is going well. Much better than you expected, even. You may even be able to accelerate things with her.

For now, you call Christine in to take care of your cock. Susan Lee will have her turn soon enough.