Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

[ddey333]

When we reached the bedroom I opened the drawer and he began rummaging around. He pulled out each pair and inspected the labels. Once in a while he would set a pair of panties aside on the dresser. When he was finished he scooped up the six pairs and placed them in a clear plastic Ziploc bag he had pulled from his black bag.

"These are definitely from the shipment concerned. I'm afraid I have to confiscate these for testing. But don't worry, I'll give you a receipt. They will be returned to you when all this is over and we have cleared them of any possible contamination." He pulled a marker from his pocket and wrote my name on the Ziploc bag.

I was relieved. "Some of those are my favorite panties," I told him. He smiled and we returned to the kitchen.

"Now, about the panties you have on right now," he said. "I'll have to check those. Why don't you just bend over the table here and I'll quickly check the label." I did as he directed and he stepped behind me and flipped my negligee up.

I felt him grab the waistband of my sheer blue panties and roll it back to view the label." Bad news, I'm afraid," he told me. "These have to come with me." I went to stand up to take them off but he quickly offered to do it, so I bent over again and let him slide my panties down to my ankles and I stepped out of them.

"Can I stand up now?" I asked. I was feeling just a little embarrassed. "Of course," he said. "I'm really sorry to put you through this, but it is necessary. I hope you understand."

"Oh, of course, Doctor," I replied.

"Now that we know for sure that you have worn the contaminated panties, I have to do a quick test to see if you've picked up an infection from the parasite. It's a simple test, I just take a saliva sample from your mouth with this special instrument. It's a new technology and the instrument is large and can frighten some people. So just close your eyes till I tell you the test is over."

I sat down as he directed me and opened my mouth wide. I sensed him standing in front of me. "OK here it comes, Nisha. Open wide and coat it with as much saliva as you can. It will swell somewhat as it absorbs the saliva, so don't be alarmed." I felt the instrument enter my mouth and he wasn't kidding! It was quite large and had a fleshy taste. I did as he told me and tried to get as much spit on it as I could. I felt it start to grow in my mouth and as it did he began to work it back and forth. I assumed he was trying to gather as much saliva as he could. At one point he pushed it in too far and I gagged. "Sorry Nisha. Just want to get an accurate reading. OK I'm going to remove the instrument now, but just keep your eyes closed and relax for a minute."

I felt the large instrument pull from my mouth. After a few seconds he told me to open my eyes. "How do you feel?" he asked me. "I'm fine," I replied. To be honest I felt a little flushed and I wasn't sure why. He had removed a vial from his bag and was shaking the contents. "Just combining your saliva with this test mixture, Nisha, it'll just take a second. Uh-oh. More bad news. Looks like you've definitely picked up this parasite"

"Oh my God!" I shrieked. "What does that mean? Is it fatal?"

He started to laugh. "Heavens, no, Nisha. It can give you a bad vaginal infection, but we already have the antibiotics to kill it. I'm going to give you a shot right now and it will most likely fix your problem immediately."

Was I ever relieved! He positioned me over the table again, and flipped up the back of my negligee. "Am I getting the shot in my butt?" I asked. "Can't I get it in the arm?"

"Oh, no, you misunderstood" he replied. "The antibiotic is in liquid form and I need to apply it directly to the site of the infection in the vagina. I'll be using a large syringe and I'll have to pump it while it's inserted in your vagina to ensure I get enough pressure. I need to know that the antibiotic gets all the way up to attack the infection in case it has spread."

"OK Doctor. I'm a little nervous, I can tell you."

"Please don't be, Nisha. I'll be as gentle as possible. I've treated several women in this area and they all said afterwards that they found it pleasurable instead of painful!"

I was reassured. He positioned himself behind me and placed one hand on my lower back. "Close your eyes, Nisha, and this will be over before you know it."

I felt him position the syringe at the entrance to my pussy and slowly push it in. To my surprise it felt quite warm and not cold as I had expected. My God, I thought, it's a huge syringe and so thick! But I was determined to be a good patient and said nothing. He worked it further into my pussy. I realised that what he had said earlier was true. It was starting to feel really good! Modern medicine sure is wonderful. I felt so full down there. That syringe had to be at least 9" long!

"OK Nisha, I have the syringe fully inserted now. How do you feel, are you OK?"

"Yes, Doctor," I replied somewhat breathlessly.

"Now I have to pump the syringe a little to get the pressure up, Nisha. Are you ready? It'll all be over soon."

"I'm ready Doctor."

He pulled the syringe out an inch or so and slowly pushed it back in. He repeated this a few times, then gradually increased the speed of his pumping till the syringe was driving in and out of my pussy like a piston. I realised I was grasping the edges of the table and sweating. He was right, it felt good. I cried out in ecstasy and at the same moment felt the syringe spurt its contents deep into my vagina. It spurted a few times and then I felt it gradually withdraw. I heard him fussing about behind me zipping up his bag. Then he instructed me to get up.

When I turned around, I was a little embarrassed about having cried out like that. He gave me a warm smile. I noticed he had beads of sweat on his forehead. "Are you OK, Doctor?," I asked. "You look a little flushed." "So do you," he said, "but don't worry, I'm fine. It just takes some effort to pump that syringe. How about you, Nisha, how do you feel?"

"Actually, Doctor, I feel great. I wish all medical procedures made me feel like that."

He suddenly seemed in a hurry to leave, mumbling about other calls to make. I wanted him to stay. I felt quite attracted to him even though he was not much older than me. But a few seconds later the door closed and he was gone. I went back to the kitchen still feeling flushed. As I sat down to finish my coffee, I felt warm wetness oozing from my pussy.

Uh-oh, I thought, the antibiotics! I ran to the bathroom, wandering how to keep it from escaping. I reached down and found a glob of it on my fingers. As I was about to try to push it back in, I thought that it looked awfully like sperm. I brought it to my mouth and gave it a quick taste test. It sure tasted like cum.
What a coincidence, I thought, as I pushed it as best I could back into my pussy.