He smiled down at her . Hell, she looked adorable. The cute little thing had put the gown on the wrong way around, with the opening down the front. It was far too small for her as well. He must have grabbed the wrong size.
Typical. This girl had him in a bit of spin, if he was honest with himself.
He was so used to dealing with guys, and the few women he was sent to check over were usually tough, fit, tomboy types. Good people, sure, attractive too, probably. But they never set his heart racing. He knew he had very specific tastes and requirements — that was why he was still single, even in his fifties. Single and alone except for work. And somehow, the older he got, the more wrong his desires felt.
A young girl — an innocent — a sweet untouched virgin to make his own — to look after and care for — to play Daddy with….
No. It had always been wrong, and the older he got, the more wrong it seemed.
How could he be hitting on girls nearly thirty years younger than himself, in the hope one of them might want him to spank her and treat her like his very own naughty little girl?
No. It was all wrong.
But when he looked at this girl — delightful Lila — sitting there, all nervous and trembling, her lovely, rounded body on display — the urge came back to him, more powerful than ever.
She wasn’t supposed to be half-naked like this. For a civilian role, the medical was formality really.
But for some reason, someone up there in the admin block had ticked the box for him to do a full exam on this girl. He could have picked up the phone and queried it and gotten it sorted out. Then he would just do a few minor checks and she’d be out the door. But he hadn’t. He’d decided to simply follow orders. He’d been told to do a full medical and so he would do it.
Lila. Delightful Lila. The Delilah to his Samson.
He tried to control himself but he could already feel his cock stirring inside his army fatigues. She was only nineteen and simply perfect.
Plump, curvy, delicious.
He pulled on a pair of thin latex gloves.
Should he tell her she had the gown on the wrong way? But then she would cover up those lovely big breasts that were almost spilling out of her sensible bra, and maybe he wouldn’t get to see those big heavy thighs, clamping together, almost hiding the triangle of her white panties.
Hot damn. Dr. Lewis already knew this image would be fixed in his mind forever now — the first thing he called on when he jerked off later tonight.
He could already imagine how she’d look if she was strapped down, the leather bondage restaurants making her plump, soft flesh mound up on either side of them, as he teased her closer and closer to orgasm.
He shook his head abruptly, trying to dislodge the thoughts. No. He had to stay professional. But maybe, after the exam, he could track her down through the system and get her number? Would that be unethical? Could he get away with it?
But even if he did, why would a cute kid like this ever look twice at a man of his age?
Sure he was in great shape and knew he was considered highly eligible — high-ranking, well-qualified, an all-round decent guy. But this girl was so pretty she must be swamped by suitors all the time.
And he knew the ‘decent guy’ mask would fall away pretty quickly if he spent too long alone with this girl.
Hell, he was already imagining her tied up and helpless, or face down over his lap as he spanked her tushy, or — even more enticing — dressed up as a sweet little angel and calling him Daddy as he fondled her, his fingers straying under her cute dress, touching her…
No. He had to keep control. He was a Medic and a Major in the US Army for God’s sake. If he hadn’t been injured on that tour of duty a few years ago, he’d be out in one of the trouble-spots of the world. He’d be tending to the injured, far away from temptation and without the time or energy to let his mind wander down such dangerous pathways.
It was this girl who was doing it to him.
She was looking up at him now, all pink-cheeked and blushing, plucking at the gown trying to make it cover her up. Maybe she didn’t want him to see her naked.
The thought made him sigh. Of course not. He was old enough to be her Daddy — her Grand-daddy even, and why would such a little beauty be interested in someone like him?
So, he would do his job — give her a full medical, a thorough work-over and then he would just try and hold onto every moment of it in his mind for his own pleasure.
But he wouldn’t look for her number, or ask her out. No.
She was too young, too lovely, and she’d never be interested in him — especially not when she found out what he wanted to do to her.
