She desperate for a filling: Arriving early for her appointment, she flicked through the glossy magazines in the waiting room with a beating heart. Indeed, it was better that way: if she had not had a beating heart, no dentist could have helped her.
An article on celebrity bust-enhancement managed to engross her, despite her mounting excitement. After all she had to be realistic: she might not get mounted.
Finally her name was called and the nurse ushered her in.
She climbed into the chair, smoothing her T-shirt down in a beguiling way, and glancing provocatively at the dentist. He was busying himself with arranging his tools, and hardly allowed himself to look at her. The dental nurse pressed that special button and the chair reclined. He could not prevaricate for long: she was laid back and waiting for him, lips parted.
“Relax” he murmured, momentarily brushing her arm with his hand and feeling the tension. “It’ll be so much easier if you relax”
She tried, she really did, but as he leaned forward over her, his eyes above the surgical mask met hers, shook hands, exchanged pleasantries and bought hers a coffee. It was a long moment. So long in fact that the nurse cleared her throat loudly and reminded them both that they were not alone.
“Open wide for me” he whispered, with gravelly authority. She could not resist and her enhanced red lips parted to reveal dazzling white teeth.
“Mmmm” he murmured approvingly “I see you have been following my advice”
“Oh yes” she replied, her breath uneven, possibly hitching “I’d always do EVERYTHING you say”
“Is that so, Miss Lush…”
“Call me….Claudia” she whispered.
He turned abruptly and glanced at her notes, strewn sensuously about the desk. “I thought you were called Bernadette?”
“I prefer Claudia…it makes me feel….exotic” she purred “as do you…”
“Do I?” he leaned forward uncertainly, his tool held tremulously in one hand. “Don’t speak for a moment, …Claudia”
She opened her lips wide, easily accommodating his probing tool. Eyes closed in ecstasy, she felt as he tenderly inserted the tip around, above, below, between…occasionally wiggling it in a way which made tremors of agitation run through her body.
When he had finished he pointed towards the mouthwash, and offered her a swill. She accepted, and as she did so he wondered if she was the swallowing sort….
She glanced sideways and was thrilled to see his green apron lifting until the bulge was right underneath the arm of the chair.
“I hope I haven’t hurt you” he said, pulling away….from where he could see a tiny trickle of sweat running over her collarbone. His eyes followed it down, down, down, until it disappeared into her heaving cleavage.
In one crazy impulse Claudia/Bernadette grabbed his upper arm (feeling the manly muscles flexing enticingly inside his tunic) and drew him closer. “Mind yourself on the arm of the chair!” the cried, pulling him towards her and pressing her red lips urgently to his.
The kiss was crazy, passionate, insane. Their hot breath mingled, but sadly not their tongues as he was still wearing the surgical mask.
“Claudia! this is insane!” he cried, pulling away and straightening his mask. Flustered and flushed he waved the nurse away. She had been standing nearby, white with shock. “Go and mix me some amalgam, Mavis”
The nurse looked confused “Amalgam? I thought her teeth were fine?”
“Her teeth ARE fine, Mavis, but she’s going to get a filling anyway!”
Mavis rushed out of the room, giving the door a hard banging behind her. This further inspired the dentist, who pulled down his lipstick-stained surgical mask and gathered Claudia into his muscular arms.
“I’m going to recline you right back!” he cried, pressing on the appropriate button. Claudia squealed in delight as the chair descended, creaking a little under their combined weight.
“Drill me!” she gasped, lifting his green apron. Their throes of passion sent the instrument tray crashing off its fixings, and teeny tiny drill bits skittered all over the floor.
“Oh no!” Claudia cried, “You’ll have to re-sterilise everything now!”
“I don’t care!! For you I would re-sit my orthodontics finals”
It seemed only a few moments had passed before he cried out to her “I’ve drilled you, now I’m going to fill you!”
How unfortunate that Claudia’s injection had only just started to work and he had already finished the job…
