Hot Doctor's Naughty Examination

Mason sat anxiously in the examination room, tapping his foot against the tile floor. The doctor had instructed him to strip down to his underwear and put on the examination gown. Mason was hesitant, feeling vulnerable and exposed. He had always been self-conscious of his body and now he was going to be examined by a complete stranger.

As the doctor entered the room, Mason looked up, surprised to find a beautiful woman in her late thirties staring back at him. Her long, curly brunette hair was pulled back in a messy bun, and her green eyes sparkled with amusement as she glanced at him. Mason swore under his breath, feeling a stirring in his pants.

The doctor introduced herself as Dr. Sullivan and began her examination. Mason couldn't help but moan as her hands roamed over his body, checking for any abnormalities. As she moved closer to his groin, Mason's breathing became shallow. Dr. Sullivan noticed the bulge in his underwear and grinned mischievously.

"Looks like we have a little situation here," she murmured, glancing at Mason through half-lidded eyes. Mason could feel himself getting harder by the second. He wanted her badly.

"It's okay," he says in fear, "I'm always like this." Mason's response is half joke, half relief as he tries to hide his arousal. He doesn't want her to think that he's some kind of pervert or anything, but at the same time he can't deny the way her gaze makes him feel.

Dr. Sullivan smirks and leans in closer, her voice dripping with seduction.

"Well, well, looks like we have a little secret here," she purrs. "But don't worry, we can keep it between us."

Mason hesitates for a moment, unsure if he wants to continue this conversation. He's never been bold or confident with women before and the thought of pursuing something with Dr. Sullivan is both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

But then again, why not? She seems attractive enough and she clearly finds him attractive too.

Before Mason can make up his mind though, Dr. Sullivan interrupts his thoughts with a sudden touch to his cheek.

"Listen," she says softly, looking into his eyes with an intensity that make him feel dizzy. "I know this might sound strange but I've been thinking about you lately."

Mason's heart skips a beat as she continues speaking in that low, sultry voice of hers.

"I know it's wrong but I can't help myself," she confesses shyly. "I've been feeling so frustrated lately and being around you always makes me feel alive."

Mason's heart races as Dr. Sullivan takes him in her mouth and sucks him off with a fervor that leaves him breathless. He can't believe this is happening, that he's actually here, on the table in the examination room, being pleasured by a woman almost half his age.

Dr. Sullivan pulls back with a teasing grin before taking him back into her mouth once again. Mason moans loudly, unable to contain himself any longer.

"Damn," he mutters through gritted teeth. "Such a good doctor."

Dr. Sullivan giggles against his cock before taking it out of her mouth and crawling up beside him on the table. She licks her lips seductively before reaching for his hand and guiding it towards her breasts.

"Please," she purrs, arching her back to give him better access. "Touch me there."

Mason hesitates for just a moment before giving in to temptation. His fingers curl around one firm breast and begin fondling it while Dr. Sullivan kisses down his neck hungrily.

She looks up at him with those smoldering green eyes and smirks knowingly.

"Fuck," Mason growls in frustration as he watches Dr. Sullivan move between his legs. "Why didn't you just stop when you had a chance?"

Dr. Sullivan grins wickedly and shakes her head as she slides down on top of him again, rubbing herself expertly against the length of his cock.

"I don't know," she confesses breathlessly. "I just can't help myself when you're around."

Mason recovers from his orgasm, unsure of what to say or do next. Dr. Sullivan stands up from the table and walks towards the window, her naked body glistening with sweat. She's wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini around her waist, leaving little to the imagination.

"I know a great park nearby," she says with a smirk. "Come in your underwear and see." Mason hesitates for a moment before nodding in agreement. He can't believe this is happening, but at the same time, he can't deny the way Dr. Sullivan makes him feel.

He strips down to his underwear and wraps a towel around himself before following her out of the examination room. As they walk through the hospital towards the park, Mason's heart is racing and his mind is swirling with conflicting emotions.

Is this really happening? Should he be doing this? He doesn't know if he's ready for this kind of risk or responsibility.

But then again, who cares? He's already made a fool of himself once today and there's no going back now.

As they reach the park, Dr. Sullivan leads him towards a secluded area where they can be alone. Mason follows eagerly behind her, wanting nothing more than to get lost in her embrace.

Dr. Sullivan lays Mason on the kitchen counter and straddles him, grinding her hips against his. He can feel himself getting hard again as she teases him with her wet pussy.

"You know," she says mockingly, running her hands through his hair. "I could've been your doctor if you'd just be a little more. cooperative."

Mason chuckles sarcastically but can't help but feel a pang of guilt for what they're doing. He knows it isn't right, but at the same time, he can't deny how good it feels to be with someone who knows exactly how to please him.

"You were never my type," he replies dismissively, pushing her off of him and standing up.

Dr. Sullivan smirks, standing too and facing him. "Oh really? And who is your type?"

Mason hesitates for a moment before finally blurting out: "Someone who actually gives a shit about me instead of just using me for my money."

Dr. Sullivan rolls her eyes in annoyance before grabbing Mason by the waistband of his boxers and pulling him back towards her.

"Listen here you little shit," she spits out angrily. "I don't need your money! I'm not some golddigger dating guys just because they've got more money than I do!"

Mason looks at her in surprise, unsure of how to respond. Is she really telling him the truth or just trying to get under his skin?

Mason groans as Dr. Sullivan works her magic on his cock, her mouth wet and eager. He can feel himself getting even harder with each passing second, the sound of her deep throat gagging him filling the room.

But then, as she finally pulls away from him, Mason lets out a frustrated sigh.

"Come on, don't stop there," he grumbles sarcastically. "You know better than to leave me like this."

Dr. Sullivan looks up at him with a smirk before leaning in and taking him back into her mouth once again. Mason can't help but moan loudly in pleasure as she expertly works her tongue and lips around him.

He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his hands gripping onto hers tightly as he gets lost in the sensations.

But just when he thinks he can't take it anymore, Dr. Sullivan suddenly pulls away from him once again. Mason looks at her in frustration, unsure of what to say or do next.

"What the fuck!" he barks out angrily. "Don't you want to finish me?"

Dr. Sullivan grins wickedly before leaning up close to his ear. "Patience is a virtue," she whispers seductively before standing up and leaving the room without a word.

Mason sits there for a moment, frustrated and confused by what just happened. He knows that he shouldn't have done what he did - cheating on his girlfriend for this woman who clearly doesn't give two shits about him - but at the same time, he can't seem to get enough of her touch.

"Good night," Dr. Sullivan says casually before getting up from the couch and leaving the room. Mason watches her go, feeling a mix of relief and disappointment at the same time.

He knows that what they did was wrong, but he can't help but crave her touch. As he gets dressed for bed, Mason starts to rub his throbbing cock through his pants. He imagines her fingers wrapping around him, teasing him until he can't take it anymore.

Mason hesitates for just a moment before finally giving in to temptation. He strips off his clothes and gets into the shower, letting the hot water run over his naked body as he strokes himself furiously.

The pleasure builds within him until finally, he finally comes with a loud groan. The water cascades down around him as Mason collapses against the tiles, panting heavily.

For a few moments, there is silence before Mason opens his eyes groggily to find that none of it ever happened. He shakes his head in disbelief before turning off the shower and stepping out onto drying towel.

Mason walks over to the mirror and looks at himself closely. His green eyes are bright with desire once again, but this time they are tinged with guilt.

"What the hell am I doing?" he mutters under his breath before shaking off those thoughts and heading towards his bedroom.

Mason watches as Dr. Sullivan disappears into the bathroom, feeling a mix of excitement and guilt building inside him. He knows that what they did was wrong, but at the same time, he can't help but crave her touch.

As he stands there in the dark room, Mason's mind starts to wander back to all of the dirty thoughts that had been circling around in his head. He wonders if Dr. Sullivan feels the same way about him - if he's just another notch on her bedpost or if there's something more behind their chemistry.

Without warning, Dr. Sullivan reappears in front of him, already naked except for a pair of high-heeled boots that make her legs seem even longer than before. She looks at Mason expectantly before crawling into bed beside him.

"Okay," she says casually as she starts to fondle him under the covers. "Now get fucking naked."

Mason hesitates for just a moment before giving in to temptation once again. He strips off his clothes and throws them to the floor before getting into bed next to Dr. Sullivan.

She rolls over to face him and presses her body against his - hot breath against his neck as she whispers dirty promises into his ear. Mason moans in response before leaning in to kiss her softly on the lips.

For several minutes, they explore each other's bodies hungrily - hands roaming over skin until finally, they reach climax together. As they catch their collective breaths, Dr. Sullivan smirks suggestively at him.