Wendy’s Problem and Dr. Jeff’s Solution

Wendy was lying on her bed, with soft jazz playing on the stereo. Floral scented candles flickered, providing a soft glow and sensual scent to the room. These were justthe surroundings that usually allowed Wendy to slip into her fantasy world and, with her favorite toys, experience an orgasmic ecstasy that warmed her and brought a contented and deep sleep.

But things weren’t going according to plan. Or maybe, things weren’t cumming to fruition. After reaching a very pleasurable plateau, she couldn’t make it over the top and was unable to climax. After several minutes of effort, Wendy threw her vibrator against the bedroom wall.

“Damn it, This is the third straight time I can’t cum!” she fumed. She couldn’t understand what was wrong. She was horny each time, each time she was very wet.Nothing seemed amiss. She had never struggled like this before. The only times she hadn’t been able to achieve orgasm was when she had been drinking. But on each of these occasions, she was stone sober. In frustration, Wendy put on her pink soft flannel pjs. She curled up under the comforter and cried herself to sleep. During the night, she dreamt about mind blowing climaxes she had in the past.

One dream seemed to repeat itself and she woke up in the middle of it. She was on Dr. Jeff’s exam chair with his fingers inside, caressing her and bringing her towards climax. Just before she came in the dream, the alarm clock blared its terrible annoying buzz. She woke up aroused and terrible frustrated. She got up and showered. She wanted to pleasure herself with the handheld showerhead. But Wendy didn’t think she could take another failure to cum. So she quickly finished her shower, dried her hair and put on some light makeup. She admired herself in the full length mirror. She succeeded in staying in good shape. Her breasts were nice and full and firm, not overly large, fitting comfortably into a C-cup. Her legs were long and luscious. After admiring herself in the mirror, she got dressed and finished getting ready for work.

On the drive to the office, she wondered if her problem could be a mental issue or a physical one. She hadn’t had a man’s cock inside her for a long time. But with work, she just didn’t have time to invest in a long term relationship. And she really couldn’t stand the type of guys who were only looking for a one night quickie. Those could end up with std’s or worse. So self pleasure was the only outlet for her healthy sex drive.

She enjoyed intercourse, when she could get some. She really enjoyed self pleasuring herself. So she didn’t think it was something in her head. So it must be something physical. “Maybe Dr. Jeff can help me,” she was thinking as she pulled into her company parking space.

Once at her desk, she found herself too busy to think about her problem. She had the morning reports, mail and emails that needed attention. There were several phone

messages already that demanded response. Finally, she had the chance to pick up the phone and call the doctor’s office. How could she get an appointment without telling the secretary what was wrong? She didn’t want to admit this to anyone but Dr. Jeff who wouldn’t judge her. “Hello, this is Wendy"

Sally had answered the phone and cut Wendy off in mid sentence, “Hi Wendy, it’s Sally.

It’s great to hear from you. What can I do for you today?”

“I need to see Dr. Jeff as soon as I can.”

“Sure, what’s the problem?”

“Oh god,” Wendy’s mind was racing. She wasn’t expecting to hear Sally’s voice on the phone. “Sally, I’d just as soon not to explain it to you. It’s really embarrassing and

personal.”

“Ok, Wendy, I won’t pry. I can tell you’re upset. Dr. Jeff has his last patient at 4:00pm today. Want to come it at 4:30?” Sally realized that whatever the problem was, Wendy would be wanting her around. “I will be leaving right after you come in. Dr. Jeff can take care of you. I am sure.”

After handing up the phone, Wendy couldn’t decide if she wanted time to fly by or drag. In some ways, she was in a hurry to see the doctor. But at the same time, she felt herself dreading it. “I know Dr. Jeff has seen me naked before. Hell, I’ve seen him naked too. He’s made me cum very hard, but what will he say or do about this?”

Finally, quitting time came and she left the office and drove to Dr. Jeff’s clinic. When she pulled into the parking lot, there were only two cars in the lot. Wendy assumed they were

Sally’s and Dr. Jeff’s.

She walked to the door, swallowed hard and entered the clinic. Sally greeted her, “Hi Wendy, Dr. Jeff said to send you to his office. I have to run. I will lock up everything.”

Sally walked up to Wendy, gave her a hug and whispered, “Let Dr. Jeff fix whatever’s wrong.”

As the waiting room lights went off, and Sally left and locked the front door, Wendy

walked towards the doctor’s office/ consultation room. Dr. Jeff was sitting there reading a medical magazine. She hesitantly knocked on the door. Looking up, Dr. Jeff said, “Wendy, come on in. It’s alright to leave the door open, we’ve got the place to ourselves.”

Wendy entered the office and noticed that it was painted a warm dark orange, almost a burnt sienna color. There was dark brown carpeting and a beautiful oak desk with two tan arm chairs in front of the desk. Dr. Jeff got up and motioned to the left chair. “Have a seat.”

Wendy sat down and realized how comfortable the chair was. Dr. Jeff sat in the other

chair, which he moved to face her more directly. “Wendy, Sally told me that you have some problem that you only wanted to share with me.” Dr. Jeff spoke with a warmth and tenderness that showed how compassionate the doctor was. “Please just relax and tell me what’s the problem.”

Taking a deep breath, Wendy’s words came out in a rush. “I’mhavingtroubleclimaxing.”

Dr. Jeff nodded and repeated Wendy’s response. “So you’re saying that you are having trouble reaching orgasm. Is that correct?”

Wendy looked at her feet, nodded her head, and whispered, “Yes.”

“I need to ask some questions to help me understand what might be causing this problem. How many times has this happened?”

“Three consecutive times over the last two weeks.”

“Was alcohol or drugs involved in any of the three times? I need your honesty here.”

“No doctor, each time I was sober. And other than the birth control pill, I don’t take any other drugs, although maybe Tylenol for a headache now and then.” Wendy was feeling defensive.

“Relax, I am not accusing you of anything. I’m asking questions.” Dr. Jeff spoke reassuringly. “Is there something that’s changed in the last two weeks? Where are you on your menstrual cycle?”

“That was three weeks ago. So, usually I am more horny when these happened.”

Dr. Jeff continued his questions, “Anything new at home? Problems with neighbors, or your pet cat?”

Wendy was relaxing a little bit. “No, everything’s been fine at home.”

“How about work?” the doctor probed. “Anything changed there?”

“Well, about a month ago, there have started rumors of some job cuts,” Wendy

responded. “It’s got everyone a little on edge.”

“I see3” the doctor said, in a way that suggested he had gotten the answer he was looking for. “After your first time not climaxing, when did you try again?”

“A couple days later.”

“Ok, did you worry about not cumming while you were pleasuring yourself.” Dr Jeff seemed to know just where to probe.

“Maybe a little, probably a little more last night, when I tried again.” Wendy too began to see the pattern.

Dr. Jeff stood up, offered his hand to Wendy and had her stand up as well. “Let’s head off to the exam room. I suspect I know just how to solve the problem.”

They walked out of the office, across the hall to the main exam room. There stood that wonderful exam chair. She noticed that it was positioned like a regular exam table.

However, worry crossed her mind. “What happens if I can’t cum?”

Dr Jeff walked over to the desk, and placed a cd in the player. Soft jazz filled the room.”

Wendy, my intention here is to help break through the anxiety that is probably stopping you from climaxing.”

Wendy nodded her head. “Should I change into a gown?”

“No,” Dr. Jeff answered. “Just undress to your bra and panties for now. Then have a seat on the table.” He walked over and opened a drawer. He pulled out a single use syringe and medicine bottle.

Wendy was down to her bra and panties when she saw what was in the doctor’s hand.

She hated needles, she hated shots. “Uh...what’s that for?” her voice shaky.

“Wendy, it’s something to help you relax and to assist with taking away your anxiety. If this works, like I expect, I will give you a prescription to take. But for today, I want to use an injection to speed things up. Trust me.”

“All right doctor.”

“Lay on your right side please. This injection goes into the buttocks.” Dr. Jeff waited for Wendy to roll on her side. He wiped the alcohol wipe across her luscious cheek. “Just a quick poke.” Dr. Jeff jabbed the needle into her and quickly pushed the medication into her. As quick as it went in, he pulled it out. After rubbing the spot with the alcohol wipe, he bent down and gave her butt a kiss.

Wendy could feel the warmth spreading through her body. She found herself feeling more and more relaxed. “What was that you gave me, Dr. Jeff?” she asked.

“Just a small dose of Valium, it’s used for relaxing a person and for anxiety,” said Dr. Jeff as he put on a pair of exam gloves. “You won’t fall asleep and you will remember everything that happens. All it does is help you relax.”

Wendy found herself feeling warm and relaxed. Looking at the doctor she found herself content. Dr Jeff stepped over to her and whispered, “I want you to take your bra off and show off your breasts to me.”

Wendy unclasped the bra and tossed it to the floor. As the cool air hit them, her nipples hardened. She held them up and wiggled them at the doctor. Oh, she could feel herself getting horny. Her panties were starting to moisten.

Before she knew it, Dr. Jeff had his hands on her breasts. “Oh my....” It was amazing how much better his touch felt compared to her own. He massaged each one separately with both hands, staying away from the nipples for now. Wendy was breathing a little bit harder.

Then the doctor took his fingers and rolled both nipples between them. Electric shocks spread from her nipples throughout her whole body. Her face flushed and her pussy muscles contracted firmly. “That’s my girl. Just relax and enjoy the sensations. You know you need this.”

“Uh huh” Wendy’s eyes were closed and she simply nodded her head.

Dr. Jeff continued his playing with Wendy’s nipples. He kissed each one and sucked on them. That elicited a mewing sound from her lips. It was obvious to Dr. Jeff that Wendy was becoming very aroused.

Dr. Jeff asked Wendy to scoot to the end of the table and allow him to put her legs in the supports. Once in the supports, Dr. Jeff raised the table into the sitting position, and spread her legs apart about as far as Wendy could tolerate comfortably. Wendy’s hands moved up to her breasts, playing with her nipples. She inquired of the doctor, “Is it okay if I keep playing with my breasts?”

“Of course my dear. Remember our goal here is to bring you to climax.” Dr. Jeff slid his hand down to her panties. “These need to come off.” Wendy felt him simply rip the panties off of her.

Next she felt Dr. Jeff’s gloved hands across her belly. His hands moved lower and lower on her body. The sensations of pleasure continued to build. “Oh doctor. It’s feeling so good.” She felt those fingers spreading her lips apart.

Dr. Jeff discovered that Wendy’s pussy was dripping with moisture. It was clear she was very aroused. Her clit was throbbing. He took two fingers and began rubbing her clit, staying away from her pussy for the time being.

Wendy’s body responded immediately. Her hips bucked and she thrashed about in the

chair. She could feel the ache inside her pussy, just begging to be filled. “Oh doctor, please help me, I need to cum.”

Dr. Jeff took his right hand and inserted two fingers inside Wendy. He could feel her muscles clench around his fingers. He resumed massaging her clit. Wendy’s breathing became more panting than breathing. She was bucking her hips to the doctor’s rhythm.

Dr. Jeff knew that he could bring Wendy to climax with his fingers alone, but felt she needed more. He knew she would cum harder with a cock inside her. So keeping his fingers in her pussy, he untied his scrub pants. He was able to slide them and his briefs

down to his ankles.

“Wendy, how would you like to cum with my cock inside you?” he asked while opening

and putting a condom on his erect cock.

“Oh please, yes, I need to cum, please,” she pleaded.

After pulling his fingers from her pussy, he wiped some of her juices on the condom. Suddenly he pushed his cock into her in one swift movement.

“Oh my god” cried Wendy.

Dr. Jeff began a rocking motion, sliding in and out, with each stroke grinding deeper and deeper. He reached down and began to rub Wendy’s clit. He could tell she was approaching the point she longed to reach.

“Wendy, let yourself go. Let your body feel the sensations. Don’t hold back.” Dr. Jeff encouraged. He picked up the speed of his thrusting and pushed even harder.

“Oh god, I am close. Please get me there,” she pleaded.

He reached up with one hand and pinched her nipple and with the other, rolled her clit between his fingers. His cock drove deep into her pussy and he could feel the spasms beginning inside her.

She cried out, “Don’t’ stop...”

Dr. Jeff kept pumping and pinching. Wendy’s body began to twitch and a pleasure explosion began deep down. Her pussy started squeezing hard against his cock. All of a sudden, the orgasm erupted. She shrieked, “YES” She was shaking and thrashing about. Dr. Jeff was suddenly concerned that she could fall off the table. Dr. Jeff felt his own orgasm building and with one more deep thrust his cock began to twitch and spurt. “Oh yesssss,” he grunted. He enjoyed the sensations and kept thrusting.

He kept up his rubbing on Wendy’s clit when suddenly another climax detonated through Wendy’s pussy. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” As the sensations subsided, tears began to flow from her eyes.

Dr. Jeff understood that her tears were from relief and the overwhelming feelings of a pair of powerful climaxes. He pulled out of her, and moved the chair so her legs were closer together. He came to Wendy’s side and rubbed her hair and brushed away her tears.

“Oh doctor, I can’t thank you enough. It was so intense.” Wendy was still sobbing a little.

“I forgot how good it felt to have a man’s cock inside me.”

“That’s kind of what I figured. You needed a change of pace with your sex life. Your anxiety and stress level at work was interfering with your ability to relax and climax.” Dr.

Jeff spoke as he took a warm washcloth to Wendy’s soaking wet pussy. “In fact, I want to give you a low dose anti-anxiety medication.”

“What ever I need, Dr. Jeff.” Wendy was still almost light headed from her experience.

“By the way, you will need a new pair of panties. And if you have trouble again, come back in and I can take care of you.” Dr. Jeff was all smiles. He leaned over Wendy and said, “Can I help you dress or shall I leave you alone?”

“No doctor, please stay and help. Don’t worry, sometimes I like to go without panties.”

Wendy stood up and hugged him. After dressing, she walked towards the door.

“Let me walk you to your car, my dear,” as the doctor shut off the lights and headed for

the exit.