sweets
03-01-2007, 7:06 PM
It has been awhile since I posted a story. I am waiting for my fiance so while I wait I'd thought I'd share this story.
It was a good tooth. Served me 40 years. Poor little fellow. Held on as long as he could. When I heard the crack it was the end. The dentist congratulated me, shook my hand and was off to the next room. I was torn between two emotions. The feeling of relief to get it out as I could feel the bacteria and decay underneath that needed to get cleaned out and the feeling of loss. It was a starke reminder of my age. I heard a sweet voice behind me. The nurse stepped in. I wanted to get up but she placed her hand on my head and pulled me back. "Sit back", she said. I had to relax a few minutes. I heard the door shut behind me in this little room.
She stepped to my side and she cleaned the tools. She looked back as she rinsed the equipment. Her smile made me relax some more. She was a tall beautiful blond. Her lips were lightly painted and her her blue eyes sparked. Suddenely, I didnt want to go so fast now. She eventually turned and asked me if I was ok. I managed a weak smile and said I was fine. It sounded funny. Half of my mouth was numb with the injections. She wiped my mouth and asked me to put my hands down on the chair;s arms. There were straps on the arms and she began to strap one awrm in. I looked confused but her smile was reassuring. She whispered. I don't have much time to explain this, but will you help me? I looked at her and nodded. Her smile was disarming me. She walked to other side and straped the other arm in. I looked down and asked. "Am I done? Is there more that needs to be done?"
Yes, she smirked. She walked back to my right side and placed her hand on my good cheek. I need your face for a moment." Huh? She smiled and climbed up on the chiar and straddled my lap. My eyes became wide with surprise. She kissed me on the forehead. We have a new policy here, sweety. After the procedure the nurse is responsible to make sure the patient is fully alert before departing. What can I do for you before you go?
I got a bit angry. Don't get me wrong, I was loving a beautriful woman on my lap, but being straped down was a bit too much. "I think you do not know what the policy means. It means that you are to make sure I am alert by asking me questions or helping me to the front desk.
She tweaked my ear. Oh...grumpy arent we? Apparently the injections weren't enough. You must still feel some pain. Here let me help you. She got up and stood over me, straddling my waist and using my head to steady herself. In one short moment, she managed to turn around and place her ass before my face. Her tan pants tightly hugged her beautiful ass. Her crack just inches from my nose. "This is going to help you calm down"
Before I could protest she gently placed her ass upon my face and placed her weight squarely on my nose. My face plunged into darkness and her weight spread out evenly as she adjusted herself on the chair. She could her my muffled screams. My upper right cheek felt pressure where the tooth had been. The cotton guaze wedged in my mouth presweed between my teeth. At first I thought I was going to cry, I could taste blood. But then after a minute, I settled down. I was too tired from all the stress of the day already. She could feel me relax. I could hear her. "There you go, she whispered" You are doing very well. This will help relieve the stress. Inhale, baby. I tried to sniff, but it was difficult. She was sitting full body weight. She lifted a bit and I breathed through my nose. It was heaven. I inhaled again but louder. As I inhaled for the third time, I was greeted with a tremendous fart. Right on my nose. She laughed and sat down full weight. This time I was angry. I mustered my strength but found my arms tied tight to the chair. I was at her mercy.
It was then that the nightmare began......
DO I CONTINUE??? Tell me what you think so far?:eek:
It was a good tooth. Served me 40 years. Poor little fellow. Held on as long as he could. When I heard the crack it was the end. The dentist congratulated me, shook my hand and was off to the next room. I was torn between two emotions. The feeling of relief to get it out as I could feel the bacteria and decay underneath that needed to get cleaned out and the feeling of loss. It was a starke reminder of my age. I heard a sweet voice behind me. The nurse stepped in. I wanted to get up but she placed her hand on my head and pulled me back. "Sit back", she said. I had to relax a few minutes. I heard the door shut behind me in this little room.
She stepped to my side and she cleaned the tools. She looked back as she rinsed the equipment. Her smile made me relax some more. She was a tall beautiful blond. Her lips were lightly painted and her her blue eyes sparked. Suddenely, I didnt want to go so fast now. She eventually turned and asked me if I was ok. I managed a weak smile and said I was fine. It sounded funny. Half of my mouth was numb with the injections. She wiped my mouth and asked me to put my hands down on the chair;s arms. There were straps on the arms and she began to strap one awrm in. I looked confused but her smile was reassuring. She whispered. I don't have much time to explain this, but will you help me? I looked at her and nodded. Her smile was disarming me. She walked to other side and straped the other arm in. I looked down and asked. "Am I done? Is there more that needs to be done?"
Yes, she smirked. She walked back to my right side and placed her hand on my good cheek. I need your face for a moment." Huh? She smiled and climbed up on the chiar and straddled my lap. My eyes became wide with surprise. She kissed me on the forehead. We have a new policy here, sweety. After the procedure the nurse is responsible to make sure the patient is fully alert before departing. What can I do for you before you go?
I got a bit angry. Don't get me wrong, I was loving a beautriful woman on my lap, but being straped down was a bit too much. "I think you do not know what the policy means. It means that you are to make sure I am alert by asking me questions or helping me to the front desk.
She tweaked my ear. Oh...grumpy arent we? Apparently the injections weren't enough. You must still feel some pain. Here let me help you. She got up and stood over me, straddling my waist and using my head to steady herself. In one short moment, she managed to turn around and place her ass before my face. Her tan pants tightly hugged her beautiful ass. Her crack just inches from my nose. "This is going to help you calm down"
Before I could protest she gently placed her ass upon my face and placed her weight squarely on my nose. My face plunged into darkness and her weight spread out evenly as she adjusted herself on the chair. She could her my muffled screams. My upper right cheek felt pressure where the tooth had been. The cotton guaze wedged in my mouth presweed between my teeth. At first I thought I was going to cry, I could taste blood. But then after a minute, I settled down. I was too tired from all the stress of the day already. She could feel me relax. I could hear her. "There you go, she whispered" You are doing very well. This will help relieve the stress. Inhale, baby. I tried to sniff, but it was difficult. She was sitting full body weight. She lifted a bit and I breathed through my nose. It was heaven. I inhaled again but louder. As I inhaled for the third time, I was greeted with a tremendous fart. Right on my nose. She laughed and sat down full weight. This time I was angry. I mustered my strength but found my arms tied tight to the chair. I was at her mercy.
It was then that the nightmare began......
DO I CONTINUE??? Tell me what you think so far?:eek: