Author: Ineeditnow99

The Doctors visit, part 3

The doctors visit, part 3

Note: i did steal an idea from Mrs Opal for this story. See her work [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/TheHouseOfOpal/).

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With her hand still on my chest, she again adjusted the table I am laying on, but this time pays particular attention, moving me up and down a few times to align me to some
unperceived (as far as I could tell) height.

“Well Mr Smith (obviously not my real name), there are a few more tests I’d like to get through today” she says as she walks to the foot end of the bench.

While she moves, she replaces her right hand with her left, and drags it down my body, never losing contact with me as she speaks.

As she rounds the end of the bench, she asks me to “lift your feet up please”.

She never pulled the extention out so my feet have been hanging off the end for some time, and raising my feet up is a relief. Her hand traces around from my knee, to the back of my thigh and now with both hands on each leg, she helps push them up high enough, which for a brief moment is actually very comfortable. Read more »

Doctors visit, part 2

The Doctor, part 2

Now, skip ahead to yesterday!

The pain did turn out to be nothing, just a sedantary lifestyle which I have since changed, and I did have a problem with my gallbladder, which was removed some time after that appointment. You’ll see in a minute why I keep mentioning that.

I was looking forward to the appointment for quite some time, having never really gotten what happened last year out of my head. I was both unsure of what would happen, and hoping to lay to rest any idea that this was a regular part of an annual exam.

I arrived early as I always do no matter where I’m going, and checked out the new building they just had built…very modern, open floor plan, etc…looks just like a modern college campus building.

The receptionist handed me a tablet instead of the usual pre-visit form you have to fill out, and I clicked through all the questions about my current state, and previous issues, wondering if a question about the pain would come up.

It didn’t.

Thankfully. I was just going to go in and not mention it, have a normal annual visit and we would all be over it. Read more »

Doctors visit, part 1

The doctors visit

I went in for my annual physical today and things…well, things happened.

But let me back up to last year first:

I had gone in last year and met with the NP (nurse practitioner) to talk about 2 unique and separate pains I was having, a normal one, and an embarrassing one.

The normal pain turned out to be a gallbladder issue, which I eventually had removed, and the embarrassing one turned out to be nothing, but the search for the problem caused more issues than the problem itself.

Without going into extreme details, I had a pain in my right nut that extended into my leg, which again turned out to be nothing.

When I told her, she was nothing but professional and asked me to stand up and drop my shorts (I was already in the little gown thing).

This was about 25 minutes into the routine exam of poking and prodding, but more importantly, me staring at this young, busty NP, who for some unholy reason was wearing these shoes which I just fell in love with, and have thought about for the past year or so. Read more »

Sister in law(part 8)[you know the tagging thing is really bothering me…it gives away the story in the title]

I of course do as I’m told, so 30 minutes after she leaves, I have my first session, wrapping her panties around my cock, I stroke for her. My mind wonders back to the day she let me worship her as I had always fantasized, and imagined the day (hopefully soon) it would happen again, but for real.

To my delight, and surprise really, I get a text shortly before the next 30 minutes pass:

Thinking about you…

The timing could not be a coincidence, but I realize it was the first session she could have texted me during as she has been driving for a while to get to the party.

Again, I take Princess’ panties with me and this time I have found some old photographs to inspire me. Nothing scandalous, but it is nice seeing her face.

Again another text, about 30 minutes later:

This is amazing, knowing you are thinking of me when I’m away. I hope you are being a good boy.

Indeed I am, and having the knowledge of her thinking of me has made me more determined to adhere to her schedule. I’m hoping she has more plans for me! Read more »

Sister in law(part 7)[joi, worship]

“My feet are cold…” as she lifts her feet up to my belly.

I untuck my shirt, and let her slide them inside against my flesh. They are indeed cold!

Holding them close to me buried under my sweater, I delight in her company.

She smiles and as her feet warm, starts to knead them into my flesh.

She whispers (“let me know if I hurt you”), and I give her a comforting nod.

“So”, she begins, “I wonder how long it has been. I know my sister is away quite often. Tell me.”

“A while Princess.”

“So these must be pretty full then, hmm?” she has slid one foot out from under my shirt and is now tapping the top of it into my crotch, which is why she warned me about the “hurt”).

It has been a while, and I am rather backed up. Her foot feels amazing.

“Yes”, I whimper as I close my eyes.

“YES WHAT?” she commands with a rather hard, but welcome kick.

“Yes, Princess”

“Open your legs more”, as she kicks the inside of my thights as instruction. Read more »

Sister in law(part 6)[spanking]

We see each other casually (and in company) a few times over the course of a week or so, each time the pent up feelings get pushed down further and further and I can sense we are both ready to explode.

I spent the first few days looking online for some small little treat for her, but find it difficult to know what size she might be, so opt for something besides another thong.

I do believe she has no intention of trying to make me her “sugar daddy”, so I find just a cute, but inexpensive, anklet, with the “WW” (WonderWoman) symbol on it, which has a double meaning: My initials are “MM”.

I also find a riding crop, but decide to wait awhile before bringing that into the game.

The following weekend is another sisters gathering, and I grumble my way out of having to go, but assume Princess would be forced to….to my surprise I was mistaken.

That afternoon, I am exciting to find her knocking on my door!

I stumble over myself as I motion her inside (again, not speaking first) and follow behind her as she leads me into the living room. Read more »

Sister in law(part 5)[sil, clothed, foolin’ around]

*The need for tags sometimes give the plot away:*

I must admit I am kind’a out of my league here.

While I have had fantasies about this, I don’t really know what to do or expect, and my lack of knowing her position is a bit perplexing.

Should I call or text her? Should I buy her things? Should I expect something at all really?

At least I now have my first instructions, so I change my morning routines and start shaving on a daily basis.

I again don’t see or hear from her…from Princess for a few days, hoping that she, too, is just making it up as she goes.

A few days later, however I get a cryptic text:

Remember the rules.

Hoping this isn’t some secret code I didn’t pick up on, but rather a warning that she might stop by on her way home tonight, I’m thankful to have change my routine.

And thankfully I was right as once again I see her car as I pull into the driveway that night, and as I note that hers is the only one there, my heart skips a beat. Read more »

The start of something,part4[sil, still sfw]

Now kneeling at my place at her feet, she toys with me by keeping her socked feet moving around, out of my grasp, but I manage to grab her ankles and steady her on front of me.

She laughs but keeps still to let me get to her sock.

Longer than the last pair, I slip each one off her feet before enjoying the pedicurists job.

I am still amazed how small they are and wonder how she can stand, but continue my exploration.

Noting how ticklish she is, I increase the pressure so that I can continue working my hands on her feet and ankles without her pulling away from me.

In the back of my mind is the fear she will over react and kick me in the face, but so far she has given me all the time I desire to delight in her presents.

Again she cooes and I know she is enjoying herself. I rub my hands around her feet and ankles, and moving her feet so that I can see the red of her toes. Read more »

The start of something, part3[sil, sfw(probably for the last time)]

I came home from work Friday night and to my surprise her car was in the driveway.

Knowing her mom was also home, and to not appear to anxious, I walked into my part of the house, seperate from the in-law suite.

Carefully putting my bag down trying not to run next door (the areas are connected through the shared kitchen), I paced myself. I tried to not bang my way through the dinning room, down the hall, then making some noise in the kitchen trying to stall, I went over.

“Hi. Isn’t Kelly here? Her car is outside.”

“Yeah, isn’t she on your side? She said she was going to go lay down in front of the fire.”

Somehow restraining myself from running back to where this all began, I stammered something about my commute, asked about her day and what might be for dinner, excused myself and slowly…painfully slowly…walked back into the kitchen.

Making a bit of racket to show I didn’t just run straight to her, I banged around the kitchen first, all the while peering into the living room for a sign of her. Read more »

Niece, part4[a phone call]

I’m in way over my head now, and I know it.

I’m starting to panic and wonder what this all means now.

She’s a good kid, right? I mean, she’s not a psycho, she’s just playing to see what she can get away with.

She’ll calm down and realize that every man does this right? I mean not with their neices, but, I mean she has a brother. I know my sister caught me in the bathoom once or twice.

That’s normal, right? I pay for her college already, could she really expect me to have much more money that she can take my wallet when ever she wants?

Most of these thoughts don’t solidify in my mind, but they are racing through it quite often, and quickly.

I try to focus on other things, but now even my laptop brings the thoughts back to mind.

I wonder when I’ll see her next, and what I should prepare. Should I have more money or less? What will she ask for?

My phone ringing makes me jump, but at least will distract me from this for a few minutes.

It’s her. Read more »