Each time we meet I marvel at her beauty.

Flaming red hair, bright green eyes, cute freckles - and those lips.

Those symmetrical, slender, lipstick covered lips. Perfect for kissing, and more.

They part as she opens her mouth wide for me, forming a welcoming circle.

I tease her with the tip, tapping it on her tongue as our eyes lock for a moment.

I see emerald green, trust.. and then a hint of fear as I go further into her mouth.

Alas, I am not her husband or lover.

I am her dentist.