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Though the closed world of various institutions and orders is seemingly totally removed from day-to-day events as most people know them, such is not always the case.
The same desires, physical sensations and everyday wants that affect us are also part of the makeup of some of today’s established and respected institutions and professions. One has only to witness their increasing flight from cloister to hearth.
HOT PANTS DENTAL ASSISTANT is the story of several such individuals. Perhaps the products of stringent upbringing or swayed by the pressures of their occupations, they seek a release, though not one which is manifest in a conventional form—a cocktail party or weekend picnic or an evening at a movie. Instead, they pursue their most basic ambitions and desires, those of the flesh.
HOT PANTS DENTAL ASSISTANT—fiction, yes, but a story providing insight into some institutions and professions we may know less of than we think.
His hand snaked up under her crisp, white uniform skirt and found warm thigh. She moved slightly to avoid the hand but couldn’t. He knew what he wanted and he was too close to finding it to stop now. As the hand moved upward a bit more, it came into contact with a tiny patch of pussy fur poking out from under the band of her white cotton panties.
“Stop that, Ed,” Diane told her boyfriend. “You’re supposed to be here to get your teeth cleaned.”
“I’d rather get my ashes hauled,” he told her.
She looked down at him. There was a slightly vexed look on her face, but she couldn’t really be mad with him. And they were alone in the examining room. Would a little fooling around hurt anything?
Diane didn’t think so. His hand running up and down her slender leg had turned her on.
“I bet you would.”
“Good. Now that’s settled, let’s get it on. My cock feels like it’s going to explode. You can’t imagine.”
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.