OK, so I had a lady doctor. No problem, right? Well, not only was she a female, but a very attractive one at that. She looked to be in her mid to late...thirties, and it appeared that she worked at keeping herself in good shape. She was tall, probably about 5'9" or 10", with a slim body and what seemed to be an impressive rack under her white coat. She had ash-blonde hair worn in one of those expensive, professional hairdos. She introduced herself, then sat down and looked over my history. Like. ... !" Her hand continued to work on my cock. She took a tight hold and parted the pocket as she pulled it free from within the boxers and into the cool air of freedom. Her hand glided back and forth, up and down as she caressed the length of my foreskin, slipping it softly within her grasp as her thumb occasionally would slide up along the underside of my cock and against the edges of the eye that looked out upon top.I groaned, my head buried into the pillow, my eyes shut and my mouth open in. All these years she thought of me as something unworthy. A normal everyday person. Maybe it was my car? Maybe it was my looks? Who knows? Jessica is now 36yrs old, very tall, ex volleyball player now a volleyball coach, brunette with the finest big apple butt ass out there, with a huge shaved cameltoe, and elegant manicure pedicure. After all these years I couldn't even dare to come close to her. Then suddenly one Saturday night everybody was away at the village for a weird reason and she. Long shiny earrings hung down, her ears hidden in the mass of curls. The lips were full but free of filler, unlike many others around her. She just looked so natural, and she moved on air. I was on high-alert as I watched her, for a moment everyone else was gone and she had the floor to herself.The music had changed, the floor was a mass of bodies all struggling to find space but she wasn't there. Had I just had a dream, for nobody else out there came close to her beauty. Now someone was.