Outpatient Physical Therapy - Sex Stories

Outpatient Physical Therapy

My eyes followed the brown haired physical therapist as she is finishing her last patient. Mollie is the only therapist left to close the building, and so it fell to her to make sure everything is finished and locked. For a month now, I had been fantasizing about getting into Mollie's pants, so as I watched her move around the room, I imagined what she looks like doing her job without the pants...it helped pass the time. When I had first started coming here for therapy a month ago, I noticed the 34 year old therapist. She stood about 5'7", which is nearly a foot shorter than I was, had a cute, unmade-up face, and long light brown hair which she habitually kept in a pony tail. The one thing I did notice is that she has a killer slender body. 32B. I had learned she is divorced. Mollie completely ignored the one pass I'd made at her. I also learned she didn't have boyfriend and didn't date, and didn't seem to have any interest in dating. My attitude toward her changed one day that it had come out in a conversation that the subject of sex seemed to have made her uncomfortable and nervous. The idea of fucking a woman who seems to have no desire to get laid had made me horny as hell, and I begun to wonder what it would be like to be the one to fuck her tight pussy, then make her cum for the first time in a long time. The thought of launching my seed into her tight snatch and maybe knocking her up drove me nuts. Since deciding I wanted to fuck her, I had made several passes that ...

... seem to go straight over her head. I had resorted to looking for excuses to touch her or rub against her, just to see how she'd react. When my invitation join me after work for drinks or dinner had been refused, frustration turned to aggravation and a little anger. When the patient ahead of me left, I knew that this was the perfect opportunity. For the next three hours she had given me therapy, when at a little after 6pm, Mollie finished, I continued to watch Mollie work for a few minutes, I feel my cock stiffen as I anticipated fucking this standoffish bitch. When she walked over to the wall next to the door, I made my move. I slipped off my sneakers and quietly pulled my shirt over my head, revealing my bare torso, and stepped up behind her, my 6'1" frame towering over her small body. Before she had realized I'm there, my right hand found the cleft between her shoulders and I push her roughly against the wall. I hear the soft "whuff" of her breath as the surprise and the impact knocked the air out of her. Before she can recover, my left hand rose to cover her mouth, while I press my body close to hers to restrict her movement, my right hand moved from her back to grasp her pony tail. I pull her head back slightly and murmur in her ear. " Don't struggle Mollie. We've got this building all to ourselves, and I'm gonna put it to good use." " I'm taking my hand away from your mouth now." Terrified of what I might do, Mollie shakily nodded her understanding. " Good." My hand left ...