My regularly scheduled dental cleaning was coming up soon. Most people dread going to the dentist, but I was looking forward to it. My hygienist is a beautiful, buxom, young redhead with a sparkling personality. Her name is Summer, and we had hit it off immediately upon my first appointment I made after moving to this city. We flirted shamelessly with each other throughout my cleaning even though we were both dating others at the time.

That had been six months ago. I was hoping Summer would still be there and this upcoming cleaning would be just as enjoyable.

I received a call two days before my appointment from the receptionist asking if I would be willing to move my cleaning to the last appointment tomorrow instead. The dentist had an important event come up on my previously scheduled day, and they were trying to clear all his appointments so he could attend. The office would be closing that day since he would not be there.

Luckily, that afternoon was open for me, so I agreed to the change. I was glad that these changes would not delay my opportunity to see Summer again. In fact, I was quite excited that it was now a day sooner.

The following day, I arrived just before my scheduled appointment and checked in with Carla, the receptionist, before taking a seat in the lobby to await my turn.

It was quite busy with the dentist trying to squeeze as many patients in as possible before he left. It was getting quite late before Summer finally came to get me.

"How's my favorite patient today?" She asked with a warm smile.

"Perfect, now that I am with you," I flirted right back with a large smile of my own.

She led me back to one of the rooms and had me sit on the dental chair.

"Since you are the last patient for the day, we're going to have to switch things up a little today, love," Summer said with another smile. "Normally, the doctor stops by to check on your teeth after I have completed my cleaning, but today, he's going to have to do it first since he really needs to leave in a few minutes to prepare for the event he has to attend tomorrow."

"That's fine, Summer. As long as I have your pretty smile to keep me company, I have no issues putting myself completely in your hands."

My shameless flirting did not seem to faze her in the least. She was about to return it right back when the doctor strolled in.

"Hello, Mike. Thanks for letting us change everything up for your cleaning today. I hate when these last-minute events pop up. It always makes a mess of my schedule."

"Totally fine, Doc. I'm just glad you could still fit me," I said as I looked over again at Summer with another smile.

She met my smile with one of her own. "God, she is so hot," I thought to myself.

The dentist gave my teeth a once-over and then said, "Everything looks good, Mike. I'll leave you in Summer's expert hands."

I heard the doctor say his goodbyes to Carla at reception as he headed out the door. Summer started with my cleaning, her luscious breasts just inches from my face. She continued her playful banter as she worked, doing most of the talking since her dental instruments were in my mouth most of the time.

Carla poked her head into the room. "I'm leaving now as well, Summer. I'll lock the door on my way out. Can you take care of closing everything down for the afternoon once you finish up?"

"Yep, I'll take care of everything once I'm through with Mike here."

I swear I saw a knowing look and nod pass between the two women, but then again, it was probably just my imagination.

I heard Carla go out the front door. Summer looked at me with a sly look in her eyes. "Well, it's just you and me now, handsome."

Summer continued to talk as she worked on cleaning my teeth. I did my best to respond, but again, it was difficult with her dental tools constantly in my mouth.

What I could do, though, was look deeply into her sparkling, emerald eyes as she leaned over me. I was mesmerized by them. I could tell she was smiling back at me even though her protective mask was covering her mouth.

When she stopped for a moment to let me rinse, I finally had a chance to add a little something more to the conversation.

"So, do you and your boyfriend have any big plans for the weekend?" I asked.

She hesitated for just a second, and for a moment, a little sadness showed in her eyes.

"Ahhh, no," she sighed. "My boyfriend and I broke up last month."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Summer. I didn't mean to bring up something still so raw for you."

"It's OK, Mike. There's no way you could have known that," she replied softly.

"What about you? What about you and your girlfriend?"

"Well, I guess you and I are in the same boat there," I replied. "We broke up a month or so after my last cleaning, so I'm single now as well."

"I'm sorry to hear that, Mike. I really am. Relationships are hard," she said with that same sad look crossing her face again.

My head was now swimming. Here was one of the most beautiful, fantastic women I had ever met, standing over me. I had fantasized about her, over and over in my head, and now, she was single just like me. I didn't know what to do. Should I ask her out, or was this still too soon for her? I didn't want to add any additional pain if she was still getting over her recent breakup.

She got back to work, now just concentrating on polishing my teeth. I was lost in my thoughts on whether I should ask her out. She seemed deep in her own thoughts as well.

After finishing her work, she gave me some water to rinse again. After spitting it out, I looked at her. Looked at her more deeply than I had ever looked at anyone before. Her eyes locked with mine, and we just stayed like that for a moment.

I broke the silence first. "You know, Summer. You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen."

Summer slowly removed her mask. She hesitated for just a moment before bending down and kissing me softly on my lips. Her head then popped up suddenly.

"I'm so sorry, Mike. I shouldn't have done that."

Without wasting a moment, not letting her get too caught up with the thoughts churning within her own head, I reached up and pulled her back down to me, kissing her again. She was shocked at first, but I could feel her body relax as she settled into the kiss with a small sigh. Her mouth parted slightly and allowed my tongue to slowly slide inside to duel with hers.

The kiss seemed to go on forever before she finally broke it. She slowly stood, looked at me, and then suddenly swung her leg over mine. She climbed into the chair and onto my lap, her legs straddling mine. We kissed again, even more passionately this time. I felt her rub her core against my now rock-hard shaft. She moaned into my mouth as she unashamedly rubbed her clothed pussy against me.

Without saying a word, she got off of me again and removed her shoes before pushing her scrub bottoms and lace panties down and kicking them off. I saw she was cleanly shaved with just a small, perfectly manicured landing strip above her pussy. Not needing any further encouragement, I undid my pants and slid them and my boxers down my thighs.

Summer smiled, not even giving me the chance to fully remove them before swinging her leg back over me. Reaching down, she wrapped her hands around my aching shaft and slowly stroked it a few times before carefully lining it up with herself. With her eyes locked on mine the entire time, she slowly sank herself onto me. The walls of her pussy felt like hot velvet as she fully engulfed me until I was fully seated inside of her.

"Oh, Mike," she moaned. "You feel so perfect inside of me."

She started to slowly raise and lower herself on me, her eyes closing, fully lost in the sensations she was experiencing.

"Summer, you don't know how often I have fantasized about this, about you."

Her eyes opened again, and she smiled, still slowly riding me.

Putting her hands on my chest, she leaned down and kissed me again, her tongue swirling with mine. Lifting herself back up, she increased the pace of her bouncing, looking me in the eyes again. I lifted my hands from her waist and slid them under her scrub top, pushing her bra cups up as I did. My fingers found her nipples hard and swollen. Her eyes closed as I pinched and pulled on her stiff nubs.

"Fuck, Mike. That feels so good. You're going to make me cum."

I just smiled. Here I was, balls deep into one of my greatest fantasies. Her tight, wet pussy gripped my cock like a vise, massaging it with every upward and downward stroke.

Summer started to pant. Her eyes were now closed tightly as she rode me with wild abandon. I grunted each time her weight came down upon me.

She cried out, "Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. I'm so close."

I reached down, my thumb slightly grazing her clit. That was all it took. Her body seized. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. I felt the walls of her cunt clamp down on me as she climaxed. Amazingly, I was able to keep from cumming myself as she slowly recovered.

Summer slid off my still erect cock, first looking at me and then back to my shaft, which she lovingly took into her hand again, and slowly started stroking it.

"You haven't cum yet, Mike, have you? Let me take care of that," she said with a wicked smile spreading across her beautiful face.

Summer bent over the chair, taking my hard cock directly into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the underside. She hummed contentedly as she slurped on my shaft, the vibrations shooting bolts of lightning all the way to my core. Her hands carefully cupped and fondled my balls as she continued to slide her mouth up and down on my cock with a relish I had never experienced before. She was extremely talented, and it did not take long for me to reach my breaking point.

"I'm going to cum, Summer," I cried out, wanting to give her a chance to remove her mouth from my cock if she so decided. Instead, she just increased the suction she was applying, taking me over the edge.

"Oh, fuck," I cried out as I shot a large load into her warm and willing mouth. Rope after rope of my hot seed shot into the back of her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed it all with relish, sucking the last of my cum from my completely spent penis.

She lifted her head, smiling and wiping her mouth. My cock was perfectly clean. It seems my teeth were not the only thing I had cleaned during this visit.

She giggled as she got dressed again. I pulled up my pants and smiled back at her.

"I was thinking, Summer. Would you like to go on a date with me sometime?"

She laughed and replied, "Yes, I think I'd like that, Mike."