Establishing a Carnal Friendship:
It started for Conner Evans as one of the most shocking incidents of his life, and quickly turned into one of the most erotic. He was in the little hallway at the hospital rehab facility, getting water from the water cooler. With the water he took a step backwards to be able to put the used paper cup in the waste basket, when a hand grabbed him from behind.
His surprise was total! The hand urgently pulled him into the doorway of the women's locker room. Right there the doors were side by side, one leading to the women's locker room and one to the men's.
He had only time for a "Whaaaaa..." as he was propelled backwards into the locker room.
At that point he spun around and realized first that it was Kim Stump, Dr Kim Stump, that is, that was pulling him into the locker room. The second, and maybe most important, thing that he noticed was that Kim had her usual light, off green workout top on but now, as she pulled him along, a huge grin on her face, she was also wearing only a pair of white, nylon panties.
He was, at first, too dumbfounded to react at all. He simply went in the direction that she had chosen, until they were both ensconced in a cubicle.
(In the women's locker room, there was a series of cubicles for private clothes changing. It was into one of these that Kim had propelled Conner Evans.)
He was about to say something; he wasn't even sure what it was going to be, but she put out a finger along his lips and silenced him. At about the same time, she hauled her light green top up and off and, very quickly, had her bra off too.
Dr Kim Stump was a prominent staff member of the hospital. She was a lovely 35 year old, and was fairly thin. She had small breasts but a pair of the largest nipples that Conner had ever seen. They were very dark, in contrast to Kim's light skin color and exceedingly puffy.
He simply stared at her breasts and nipples.
Then he stopped to take in the rest of her also, in her white panties. She was smiling at him, apparently completely pleased that her little plan had worked. She knew herself well enough to also know that she was now displayed to the best advantage.
Despite her slim features, Kim had a world class, perfectly upside-down, heart shaped ass. It was fabulous and she turned now to let Conner stare at it.
She had one more little plan before doing what she had pulled him in for. She strode out of the cubicle, after telling him softly: "Now watch!"
As she went over across the room, with him gaping at her all the while, she 'put the walk on him', so to speak.
The play of her ass cheeks beneath the pitifully thin white, nylon material, kind of shiny material, of her panties was mesmerizing, to say the least. As she strode back to where he was, she was grinning at him. It was the kind of grin that an animal receives, when it's about to be done in.
When Kim was back in the cubicle, he asked her softly, but with a broad smile:
"What is this all about, doctor?"
"Just this, counselor," she said. "I've wanted to do this for such a long time!"
In fact, Kim and Conner knew each other well. They were on the medical board of the hospital together. He, as the hospital's main counsel, was given a complementary membership allowing him to use the workout facilities. He took advantage of that gladly.
At his present age of 42, Conner Evans was fairly settled in his ways. He knew of the family history of heart problems and was doing everything in his power to stave off that possibility. So, he used the rehab facilities 'religiously' at least three times a week.
It was there that he ran into Kim Stump, whom he'd met briefly at a meeting of the medical committee. Over a time period, they were first on a nodding acquaintance basis and then they spoke at least once, when they were there together.
Kim was always dressed in her workout clothes. Plain black running shorts with white piping, and a light, green colored top, which she often enough would pull up to a height above her navel, for a cool down, during her workout. On at least one occasion, he complimented her on her dangly earrings, which she always wore, and were usually colorful and varied. It caused her to give him, at the time, a huge smile and a soft 'thank you.'
It was also over this time period that Kim, Dr Kim Stump, started to become at least 'in lust' with Conner Evans. It was only after this all settled into her mind that she actually began to plot this little scene, which they were in the middle of right then.
She liked his curly hair, already sporting some gray curls, and, she thought, he was physically almost perfect: about 6'2", she thought; she'd guess him at about 200 lbs and thought that he carried it well.
The more she did this kind of speculation, the more she was 'in lust' with the man and determined to do something.
"Foolish, it might be," she reasoned with herself, "But exciting it will certainly be!"
With those words, Kim reached down and swept her panties off and handed them to Conner, actually pushing them toward his nose.
"Hmm," he said softly, "Sweaty doctor! I like that!"
She grinned and then she was on her knees.
"Ohhhhh!" he moaned, "You're going to... ?"
"Hang on, counselor," she said, "It's like a roller coaster ride, only the jumpers get hurt!"
He chuckled but the chuckling was short lived, because now she had his erection, standing up straight and paying attention to what she was doing, in her mouth.
Conner Evans discovered one thing immediately about Ms Stump, Dr Stump, she was wickedly good at giving head.
He leaned back against the cubicle wall and put his hands lightly on her head.
"Yes," she said urgently, "It's what you want to do; grab my hair, control me, do that, Conner!"
"Yessssss," he hissed, as he now had her by the hair.
By then his erection was approaching the back of her throat, and Conner Evans was about to unload. With a barely suppressed growl, he came in her mouth and into her throat. She controlled it all wonderfully, even, toward the end, pulling her mouth off and taking his continuing load in the face: on her forehead, on her cheeks and on her chin.
She stayed there kneeling for another few minutes, and, with him watching, used the panties to wipe her face.
Then she got up and kissed him. It was a quick kiss but a sizzling experience.
"Thank you, Counselor!" she whispered.
"No, thank you, Doctor! I've never been treated like that before!" he admitted.
"That's because you've never had me kneeling in front of you!" she said.
"I guess!" he replied, putting his, now softened, penis away.
She took him by the hand then and led him out.
"It's okay now but let me peek outside," she said, and then, still somewhat dazed, Conner Evans was back at the water cooler, just shaking his head.
Conner found it difficult, if not impossible to turn the video of it off in his mind.
(In this respect, Dr. Kim had certainly gotten from it what she wanted. That thought, of Conner playing with the mental film of her actions so often that day, would please her certainly!)
It just seemed to be always there, ready to reassert itself. He thought constantly of the lovely, dark puffiness of her nipples. They were astonishing, he conceded. But the best of all —- let's take into account here that Conner Evans was a confirmed 'bottom' man —- was the view of her walking across the locker room dressed only in those thin, white, nylon panties. The whole picture constantly flooded his mind, accompanied by the siren-like words: 'thin, white, nylon'. They were like candy in his mouth that day. And the very fact that all of this was topped by her giving him the most wondrous blow job that was possible! It was indelibly impressed on his mind, popping up now and again to reassert itself.
There were meetings and issues to deal with that kept him at the hospital far into the morning. He decided, finally, to grab a quick lunch in the cafeteria, which was uncommonly good.
As he made his way with a tray of salad and coffee, with a yogurt for a kind of dessert, he saw Kim Stump sitting by herself at a corner table. He stood next to her smiling. She looked up at him then and got a huge smile on her face too.
"Counselor!" she said softly.
"Doctor!" he answered. "May I join you? Not bothering?"
"Please do," she answered, "This reading can be done later."
They sat and talked companionably. He felt a little awkward, not sure if she would welcome him bringing up their encounter or not. She ultimately put him out of his misery. With a smile she excused herself and came back in just a bit, and handed him something.
Looking down he saw that it was a pair of those 'thin, white, nylon' panties that he loved so much.
"These are for you," she said, with a warm smile.
The gesture certainly emboldened him. He took the panties and, smiling back at her, simply placed them folded up on the table.
She began to giggle into her hand, when he did.
"You have them with a condition," she said.
"Yes?" he inquired.
"You have to wear them tonight, and every night 'til you give them back," she said.
"Granted!" he replied.
"And, when they come back," she continued, "I want them stained from what you do into them every night!"
"Granted also!" he said, and slipped the panties into his pocket.
"It will be a few days," he said, "I have a busy schedule coming up."
"Fine," was her reply, "Just do what you're told!"
"Certainly will!" he said.
.... There is more of this story ...