Therapy for My Bestie

I am a Physical Therapist. My friend Sarah (name changed on purpose) and I have known each other for a very long time and knew everything about the other person. I had even taken a shot at her long ago, but it wasn’t the right time.

I was out in the gym working with patients and when I came back to my office, I had a missed call and voicemail. She called me directly instead of the office and told me that she had hurt herself and needed to come see me. I called her back and she made an appointment like any other person would and it was a couple days before she came into my office.

Sarah arrived early like a good patient would to do her paperwork. I saw her come in and as I always have, I walked over to her and gave her a hug and kiss on the cheek and introduced her to my secretary. She got set up with all of the necessary paperwork and completed it all while I was finishing up with my last patient.

I escorted Sarah back to the private room and before we sat down across from each other I gave her a big hug. I proceeded to take her through the evaluation. It was totally professional. History, physical examination, and some specific testing was completed, and I came to the conclusion that I could help her, and through discussion it would take about two months to do so. We reviewed some basic exercises for her back to get her started and scheduled her follow up appointments.

Sarah was a great patient. Always on time, seemed to be doing her homework and was progressing through the treatment protocol. When she was with me, we would focus on the hands-on type of treatment. Stretching, massage, and realignment was when we would try to accomplish in office, and she would carry the treatment through on her own at home. Needless to say, working on her back there was a lot of closeness and physical contact to her low back, her legs, and her gluteal region.

Admittingly it was harder at times than others to do this stuff. Sarah and I had always had a flirtatious relationship, but never crossed the line of a purely plutonic status. We would frequently kiss each other on the lips to say hello and goodbye, but they were quick, and we never lingered. I have thought about her many times in what some would say is an inappropriate manner, but never had I acted on it. I had given her massages in the past and had glimpses of her body in lesser states of dress, but all it did was create more moments of fantasy for me. Thinking back, I don’t think that there is a woman that I have fantasized about for longer and in all reality more times than her. I forgot to mention that Sarah is married. We rarely kiss each other on the mouth anymore when greeting one another.

Sarah had been coming to me for about a month at this time and it was time for a thorough re-evaluation to make sure that we were on the right track and to see if there were any needs to change the treatment protocol. All of our sessions were out in the therapy gym, but with her type of appointment we would be back in the private room once again.

Normally Sarah would come during the middle part of the day as her work schedule would allow. She would typically show up wearing work out type attire which was perfect for what she needed to do while at her appointment. Today was different though. She came at the end of the day and was actually my last patient. She looked beautiful. She was wearing a dress that started at her shoulders and went all the way to her ankles. Had a light-colored button-down sweater on, but not buttoned and she was carrying a bag. Both me and my secretary noticed her and playfully commented on her state of dress.

“I know, I know” she said. “Just coming from work and I would usually change before coming, but I thought I was running behind.” I told you that you were fine the way you were dressed, but you still wanted to change. I told you to just go in the private room and when you were done, I instructed her to just open the door and I will know it is okay to come in.

It was the end of the day and this appointment type cleared the rest of my schedule. My secretary was finishing up her end of day stuff and I let her know that if she wanted to leave, there was no need to wait until we were done, I could close for the night. This isn’t the first time I had done this, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She was just excited to leave early. Just as Sarah opened the door and I started to walk towards it I heard my secretary Tracy yell “have a good night, see you tomorrow, I will lock the doors behind me.” Thank you I yelled back and walked into the room. Normally I would close the door behind me, but it was just us and no one could see in the room through the windows of the office.

I walk in and see you on the treatment table. On the back of one of the chairs I see your dress hanging over the back of it and there is a lace black thong and matching bra very strategically placed so I would be able to see them right away. It was a good thing that you Ankara bayan escort got my attention with what you were wearing or I would have kept staring at your underwear. Sitting on the exam table you were wearing form fitting mid-thigh length lycra type shorts and a sports bra. The bra was full coverage, but with the lighting I could see a trace outline of your nipples. “Please forgive me you said, I forgot a tee shirt and I knew the dress would be a pain in the ass.” A smirk came across your face as did mine. For the first time since you have been coming to see me I joked “I have seen you in less.”

It was hard to focus. I kept asking myself questions. “Why did she schedule for the last patient of the day?” “Why are the thong and bra laying there taunting me?” “Why are they so fucking sexy, I know that isn’t her normal dress for a workday?” “Why did she forget a tee shirt?” “Why does the bra she is wearing let me see her nipples?”

I rained it in and we proceeded with the re-evaluation. It consisted of reviewing goals, checking range of motion and flexibility, soft tissue assessment (the sports bra and shorts were actually really great for this), and discussing what needed to happen moving forward. In the process of the exam, you let me know that you were having some issues the last couple days in the very low back. I asked you where and you stood up and turned around away from me. I could see that you were wearing some underwear underneath the shorts, to the best I could tell they were boy short style.

You pointed to your right butt cheek and pressed right down onto the soft flesh in the middle of the mound. You said that it bothered you most when you bent down and very casually you reached for your feet. There I sat, staring at your ass. You looked back at me and playfully said “Hello, earth to Dave.” I snapped out of it and made eye contact somewhat embarrassed and said OKAY hop up on the table on your stomach.

I asked you a few pertinent questions and proceeded to tell you I was going to feel around in the area to see what I could find. I palpated above your ass in the low back and then I checked all the things I needed to. In the end I decided that it was just a tight and inflamed muscle and I began to work on the tissue through the shorts. Admittingly, I knew that what I was doing was not the most comfortable thing, but I knew it would help so I continued to knead the soft tissue of the right ass cheek.

When I was done with that I told you to turn over. Now on your back I climbed up on the table with you so that I can stretch your hamstring muscle. It is a quite intimate position to be in with a patient and I had stretched you like that in the past. Yes, you were always wearing more clothes, but the technique was the same. As I stretched you, we continued to small talk, just chatting away about the day. Four or five minutes later I released the pressure and stepped back off of the table. I told you to stand up and see if it is better. Turning around again you reached down to your toes and lingered in that position. “So much better” you expressed to me, but I didn’t hear you. I was staring at the darkened patch of fabric in the crotch of your pants. You were excited and the way you stayed in that position I felt like you wanted me to know it!

You stood back up and turned around and thanked me for how much better you were and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, but very close to the edge of my mouth. I didn’t know if it was an accident or not, but it was tantalizing. You stepped back and sat back up on the table. Your appointment was over, but it seemed that both of us wanted to just hang out. That is what we did. I went and got us each a bottle of water and we sat and chatted. Like old times, it was so nice.

It was starting to get late and you needed to get home. I went to get the stuff to spray down the bed and I said “Never mind, I will clean the room after you leave.” “Can I change” you asked me and I said sure and you walked me to the door of the room. You didn’t close the door though this time. I so wanted to come and offer some help or find a reason to walk by and accidently see you naked, but I didn’t. You came out back wearing your dress and I could see the black strap of your bra on your shoulder. I walked you to the door and I unlocked it and opened it for you.

You leaned to give me a hug and instead of going in for a kiss on the cheek you came straight at me and kissed me on the lips. It felt exquisite! My bottom lip was in your mouth ever so slightly and a slight hmmmm I could hear coming from you. Goodnight you said as you pulled away, that felt nice, I missed that. I watched you walk away swaying your hips. I waited for you to get in your car and I locked up and went back inside. Before hitting the paperwork which I knew would take a while I ordered some food and then started to close down the office.

I checked the bathroom and was glad that Escort bayan Ankara didn’t need to be cleaned. The floors looked good and everything was fairly well put away. I turned off the lights in the main part of the gym and bathroom. Walking back to my office I stopped in the private room to wipe down the table and turn the light off and I was stopped in my tracks. There laying over the back of the chair where your dress and lingerie once was, you left the underwear that assumed were under your shorts. I was right, they were boy shorts. They were white lace and they were laid out there not in a way that you “forgot them”, but you left them for me. The crotch was soaked…

I stood there frozen with your underwear in my hand. I asked myself what is happening, and I did what any man would do. I touched the center to feel how wet and warm they were. And fulfilled a lifelong fantasy of mine and brought them up to taste them. The taste and smell, I was in heaven and instantly hard. I held them in my hand, turned off the light, and walked out of the room. I could see that you were still in the parking lot. I walked back to my office which was still lit and you could see in.

I pulled the shade to the side and looked out. You were sitting in the car with the dome light on looking right back at me. We smiled at each other, and you held you hand up like you wanted me to check my phone. I turned and walked over to my desk and there was a message from you. “Did you find them?” “HOLY SHIT she did leave them for me on purpose!”

I turned back to the window and lifted them up so you could see them in my hand. I felt the vibrate of my phone in my hand. “Every time I see you for as long as I can remember that is what happens to my panties, you drive me wild. See you next week, I made my appointment for the last of the day again xoxo.”

I responded back simply saying “I have never been more excited for a Monday.” “Same” was all you said. I looked up you blew me a kiss and turned off the light and pulled away. “How come you never told me?” I asked and I didn’t initially get a response.

I couldn’t wait to get home, I was so turned on. I went back into the private room and knowing the front door was locked and I was alone I undid my pants and let them fall to the floor. I immediately grabbed my cock and while your panties were still warm from your body and smelled like you I jerked off to the most explosive orgasm of my life. I came right on the fabric of your underwear.

Monday came and even Tracy my secretary noticed that I was a bit more excited than usual. I was so out of focus all day though, day dreaming of my last visit of the day. I heard nothing from you at all until I heard Tracy talking to you on the phone. I heard her say hold on a minute let me get him. “Your last patient can’t get here on time, she is going to be about 25 minutes late if that is ok.” Sure I yelled back knowing it was you. Lunch time hit and I checked my messages. I had one from you. “Sorry, I called her instead of texting you, but I wanted to make sure that everyone was gone for when I get there tonight xoxo.”

The end of the day came and I told Tracy to go home, I got everything covered. When Tracy was getting ready to leave she said she isn’t locking the door and I brought my laptop out to do paperwork while I waited. I through a mint in my mouth and my heart started racing as I saw your car pull up. You walked in and smiled at me saying hello. You were wearing a similar dress as the other day, but it was warmer so you were not wearing the sweater. There was also no bag over your shoulder only your purse.

You signed in like any other day and asked to use the bathroom before our appointment. I said sure and sat there finishing up some more work. There is always more work to do. You came out of the bathroom and walked right by me and into the private room again. I followed.

There was absolutely no small talk.

You walked to me and grabbed me. Your mouth was so quickly on mine. Your hands grabbed the back of my neck and held me closely. Our tongues met with such passion. Breathing was short and labored our bodies pressed tight together. Coming up for air, between breaths you grabbed my face looked me in the eye and said “years, for years my body has wanted this, wanted you. Can we?” My answer was simple…I grabbed your face and put my tongue back in your mouth.

I pulled you close to me by grabbing your ass. “Mmmmmm” was all you could muster while we continued to kiss. I pulled away from your mouth and kissed my way down your neck to your collarbone. While sucking and kissing you there I slowly and delicately pulled the straps of your dress off of your shoulders. Kissing my way across your shoulder as the straps fall of your side.

I step back from you and using my hands I guide the dress down your body revealing your beautiful breasts covered by white lace, your nipples peaking between the Bayan escort Ankara light-colored fabric. Down across you’re your stomach to your hips. I kneel down to the ground and pull the dress further over your hips. You are wearing matching white lace underwear. You hold onto my shoulder as you lift one and then the other leg so you are now standing there only in your underwear.

You lunge to me again and start kissing and nibbling my bottom lip as your use your hands to unbutton my shirt. It is tucked and you pull it away from my pants as my shirt opens up. My chest hair is trimmed and for the first time ever our bodies touch with no barrier. I shake my sleeves off and as I stand there with my shirt off you begin working on my belt. Undone you now undo the button and pull down the zipper. It is your turn to drop to your knees, but as you do you kiss your way down my chest.

Taking a nipple into your eager mouth you tease it with your tongue and your teeth a bit. Continuing down my stomach and above the waist line of my pants you continue to plant kisses on my body. You don’t waste time with my boxers though and you pull both my pants and my underwear off in one motion. My turn to lean onto you as I lift one and then the other leg. I am only wearing socks now and you are just wearing your underwear. You are on your knees in front of me and I can see over your back and notice the fabric of the underwear splitting your cheeks accentuating each individual mound.

You look up at me, breathing heavy and touching the front of my thighs with your hands. You are moving your hands lightly on my legs inching closer and closer to what you want. I can feel your warm breath on my cock. “May I?” you ask me and not trying to sound to eager I say “Please do!”

You grab hold of my thick throbbing cock with your hand and lean forward. You tease me by kissing your way up my thigh towards me. You never lose eye contact with me as you kiss down the length of my dick and back up again.

Kissing the head of my dick you then take me all of the way in. My legs feel like they are going to buckle beneath me. It is hard to have the strength to stand there while the woman I have fantasized about for so long is doing this to me. Your hands continue to lightly caress my thighs and eventually reach around to grab my ass. I simply don’t know how long I can handle you doing this to me. I tell you to stop. I want to kick myself for saying that, but I need something more. I need something else at this moment. I need to feel all of you.

With my help you stand back up and we resume making out. My cock is pressing against your flat stomach and my hands are behind you attempting to fumble through removing your bra. I am excited, and so nervous at the same time.

FINALLY, I get it unhooked and pull it away from your body. I quickly lean down and grab both breasts in my hands and alternate kissing and sucking on each nipple. You like it, your moaning tells me so.

I continue my assault on your nipples with my mouth, but my hands have other areas to explore. My right hand reaches down to the front of your body and is met with the warm and wet fabric of the lace underwear covering your pussy. My other hand reaches around and grabs at your ass.

My fingers move past the outer covering and sliding your panties to the side finally feel you. Your lips are wet, your body is ready for me, I plunge two fingers deep into you.

It was your turn for your legs to buckle. Starting to make out again, massaging your g spot with my palm pressed firmly against your clit I guide you backwards towards that treatment table you were on just a few short days ago.

I lift you up onto the bed with your legs hanging off and push you back so you are lying down. I hook my fingers in the edge of your panties and you instinctively lift your ass up so I can remove them. I am looking at you now naked for the first time. Your chest is red in excitement, your nipples are pert and small, your tits are fucking perfect as you breath heavy laying there.

Your legs are spread. Your pussy is shaved with only a small patch of blonde hair trimmed above your clitoral hood. Your lips are slightly opened waiting for me glistening with moisture as it slowly leaks out of you.

I grab your legs and kneel down in front of you. Your pussy is right in front of my mouth and I jokingly ask “May I” and giggle. In all seriousness though you tell me that I better as I lean in and kiss the inside of your thigh returning the favor.

You jump as the light caress of my tongue tickles you. I use both of my hands to gently open your lips and with a flat tongue I lick your entire pussy. Over and over again, I lap at your folds tasting your source for the first time.

Focusing my mouth on your clit I take it in my mouth and begin humming and sucking on it as my tongue massages it within my mouth. Two fingers back in your pussy as your hands grab the back of my head. At this point I don’t even want to breathe; all I want to do is eat you.

I love the way you taste; you are sweet and I can’t get enough. I want you to cum under the me. I want your pussy to grip my fingers and your pelvis to push up to meet my eager mouth. Your breathing gets shorter and more and more labored.