Riley punched in her song selections and, as Steve Miller began playing, she started to dance. She moved her body to the beat. She knew everyone was w...tching and she put on a show, gyrating her hips and twisting her body as she twirled about the dance floor. About halfway through the song, a tall woman got up from the bar and joined Riley on the dance floor. She had long dirty blonde hair and long legs. She was in her late thirties, her blue cotton shirt stretched tight over her full breasts,. You hate me at this moment but what about next week, or next month. You could change your mind and want to work it out. So why don't you take some time and figure out what you really want.Janice just stood there waiting, for my answer. Against my better judgment, I said ok. She would give me time to think. I said check back with me in a couple of weeks. Janice packed a suit case and left. I didn't ask her where she was going and didn't care either. Over the course of the week Janice called me. You couldn't help but notice how cute and tight her scrubs looked, hugging her slim waist and pushing up her breasts. You then wondered if those boobs were real or if she wore Wonderbra underneath to help accentuate her boobs. "Have a seat and we'll get you settled," she told you and waited until you were comfortably seated on the chair. She then proceeded to putter around, preparing you for an x-ray and other things before the dentist arrived. "You're here for just a cleaning, right?" she. She was not thinking about how wrong it was, but only how good it felt, and the feelings it gave to her in the pitt of her stomach.She knew he was wanting to kiss her, but nothing could've prepared her for what he did next. He pulled back from the kiss, and removed his glove with his mouth, gently and seductively biting on the finger and pulling his hand away. Once his hand was bare, he touched her face and lips again. "Your much softer than I could've thought..." He ran his hand over her.