“I'll bring you to meet him tomorrow afternoon.”
“I don't know. Tomorrow is Saturday; it's my day off.”
I pulled one of the hundred-dollar bills out of my pocket and showed it to her, “How about if I give you this for your troubles?”
She snatched the bill out of my hand and said, “Pick me up at noon.”
Part 2
I arrived at her doorstep at precisely twelve o'clock.
I was relieved when Riley answered the door and had a big smile on her face when she saw me. She turned her head and yelled into the house, “Bye, Mom. I'm leaving now.”
“Okay, have fun,” returned a feminine voice from somewhere inside the house.
Riley stepped out and pulled the front door closed. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, “Let's go.”
I held the car door open for her as she sat down gingerly inside my luxury sedan. We made eye contact as I moved around the front of my car toward the driver's side.
Once inside the car, I pulled away from the curb and set out for our destination. My eyes were only half on the road as I drank in the beauty sitting next to me.
Riley wore a pair of tight jeans and a fashionable shirt that left her mid-drift exposed. She was also wearing a pair of strappy heels that displayed her gorgeous feet.
She noticed that I couldn't keep my eyes off her and giggled, “You better keep your eyes on the road.”
Riley leaned over the seat and started rubbing my crotch, “Perhaps you need a release, so you can focus better.”
My cock was hard in an instant and Riley lowered my fly and pulled out my cock. She gave it a couple of strokes before lowering her mouth over it and sucking on my cock.
I did my best to stay focused on my driving until we arrived at the hospital. I parked in my own designated parking spot. I put the car in park and then release my load down her throat. I put my softening cock back in my pants and then hurried around the car to let Riley out.
She reached for my hand and I held it as she climbed out, “You're such a gentleman,” she told me before giving me another kiss on the cheek.
We entered the medical office's portion of the hospital and made our way to the waiting room.
“I'm here for our appointment,” I told the receptionist, who knew me well.
“Yes. Right this way, Doctor.”
The receptionist brought us to one of the exam rooms and said, “The Doctor will be with you shortly.”
Riley sat on the examination bed and I took a seat in a chair near the door. We waited for about ten minutes before there was a knock at the door, “Come in,” I said.
Dr. Johnson entered the room and saw me first, “ What are you doing here?” he asked before noticing Riley.
Before I could answer him, he saw Riley sitting on the bed, “Oh, hello, Riley.”
Riley was just as surprised to see him, “Dr. Johnson?”
“Yes. It's nice to see you again. How is your tutoring business going?”
“It's going great.”
“I'm glad to hear that. You'll be happy to know that my daughter is doing great in college. I can't thank you enough for all the help you gave her.”
Riley gave him a big smile and said, “That's great.”
“So, what seems to be the problem?”
“Well...” Riley thought for a minute, “I've been having these strange feelings and urges.”
“Mmm hmm,” he replied with not much other reaction, “Let's have a look at you then.”
“Open wide and say, ahh.”
“Ahhhh.” Riley mimicked as the doctor pressed down on her tongue with his gloved finger.
“Your mouth and throat look a little irritated but it's nothing to be worried about.”
“Let me check your breathing now.”
Dr. Johnson put his stethoscope on her back and pushed it up under her shirt. He put the palm of his hand over her chest and held it there.
She took three deep breaths and then he moved his hand to the front. I watched him as he moved his up under the front of her shirt and held his hand over her breast.
“Breathe in,” he said.
She did and he looked disappointed.
“I'm having a hard time hearing. Would you please remove your shirt and bra?”
“Okay,” Riley said without much interpretation.
“Would you like Dr. Smith to step outside?”
“No,” she said as she pulled her shirt over her head, “He can stay.”
I smiled and watched Riley unclasp her bra from behind her back and let it fall off her shoulders.
Dr. Johnson placed his stethoscope and hand back onto her breast. He moved the divide around, looking for the right spot, grazing it against her nipples in the process.
Riley let out a small moan and her nipples stiffed.
“So tell me more about your condition,” he pried as he stepped back and admired her breasts.