The slight shift in position caused her skirt to rise, revealing smooth, creamy skin that seemed to glow under the office lighting.
Charles swallowed hard. "Doctor, this is… I don't think this is appropriate at all."
She merely chuckled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "This is purely for medical purposes, Charles. That makes it completely appropriate."
With slow, deliberate movements, she reached for the buttons of her blouse and began undoing them one by one.
The fabric parted, revealing the deep valley of her cleavage.
Her lacy bra barely contained her ample breasts, the soft mounds threatening to spill free.
Charles felt his throat go dry as she leaned forward, giving him an even better view.
"I need you to focus on me," she whispered, her voice laced with sultry intent.
His breathing grew shallow as she continued, slipping the blouse off her shoulders entirely.
