Unwanted attention - Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

Unwanted attention - Chapter 7

... button and the hem of the skirt. There was no amount of putting down at it that would fix it and I most certainly wasn’t going to pull the skirt up, as it was too short anyway. I stepped into a pair of 2’’ heel sandals since I didn’t have anything higher than that, nor would I be comfortable in higher ones and looked at myself in the mirror. By other people’s standards I looked great, but with the short skirt, thigh being exposed, flat tummy showing, cleavage poking out and toes on display through the thin sandal straps, I hated how I looked. Not because I thought I was unattractive, but quite the opposite, I hated being attractive, especially for the wrong reasons… I just looked at myself and thought I was crazy. Most girls go through hell to be sexy and get attention and I try to avoid it like it is the plague. My father was to take me today and he was already calling me downstairs. I took one last look in the mirror and left. As I stepped down the stairs I noticed that he was at the bottom, looking for his keys. When he heard my steps he looked up and gave me a stare. I knew that he probably didn’t like my attire and I blushed at his site. Hell, I didn’t even like it but I was coerced to wear it. I blushed and looked away, then got in the car and waited for him. He joined me and we made some small talk along the way. The whole time my skirt was riding up my legs and I was pulling down at it with one hand and holding my other hand over my chest as to not flash too much ...

... cleavage. Finally, when we got there I just said that I will go up by myself and after giving my dad a kiss on the cheek, like I always do, I made my way quickly to the office. The receptionist just told me I could go right in, the doctor was expecting me. The nod in my stomach that I was feeling all day just got tighter when I started thinking about what perversions I would be submitted to this time. I took one last deep breath and knocked on the door. He just said “Come in please” and I did. As I stepped in, he looked at me from his chair and asked me to remain standing. He then got up and looked me up and down. His eyes traveled from my red lips, down my neck which was circled by a small necklace, down to my cleavage, further down to my now uncovered belly button and then to my skirt, down my shapely legs, tight calves and sandal encased toes. He looked back into my eyes and smiled… “I love that you listened to my request, I like what I see.” He then stepped closer to me and put his hands on my waist. Then came in closer and kissed me on the lips. This startled me, but I stayed still. He then moved his hands down to my hips and slowly moved them behind me, to my lower back and then on my round butt. He started touching me all over, one hand caressing by butt cheeks, one moving up my back and coming up front and sweeping across the side of my breasts, squeezing them, grazing over my cleavage, down my tummy and the other one going down my leg and up my skirt, touching my bare ...