A Teenager’s Revenge Part 3

A TEENAGER’S REVENGE – PART 3 – DR. AKERS


Kelly Willis, flush with confidence as a result of her success with Mr. Sinclair, walked from her gymnastics class to the medical building where her doctor had his office. Dr. Akers was the husband of Jeanette Akers, another member of her mom’s former social circle. As such, his was the second name on her list. And as fate would have it, she had an appointment with him that 4:00 that afternoon for an exam. She had planned carefully.

She was shown into the examination room by the nurse, who efficiently took her vital signs, told her to take off her clothes and put on a hospital gown, and then left. After a few minutes, Dr. Akers appeared, closing the door behind him.

Michael Akers was 34 years old, handsome and athletic, with a shock of dark, curly hair. Kelly had always liked him growing up, and had found him attractive before the divorce. It was his stuck-up wife she didn’t like – Jeanette had been another of the catty, malicious women at Margaret Sinclair’s house that day. Still, the good doctor had gone along with his wife in ostracizing Kelly’s mom, and for that, he must pay. Still, despite her determination to ruin them both, a part of Kelly was thrilled at the prospect of seducing him.

“So, how are you feeling, Kelly,” said Dr. Akers. “Seems like it’s been forever since I’ve seen you. Any problems? How’s your mom?”

“No….not really,” she said. “She’s fine, I guess.” A lot you care, she thought to herself. Kelly had always thought Dr. Akers was secretly attracted to her mother. She had caught more than a few clandestine glances in her mother’s direction when he thought nobody was looking, and she hadn’t failed to notice the prominent bulge in his pants at such times. For that matter, Dr. Akers had behaved in certain ways toward Kelly herself from time to time that were not entirely professional. Kelly felt sure she would be able to get his complete and undivided attention, if she played her cards right.

“You’ve certainly started to fill out, haven’t you,” he said. Methodically, he checked her ears, nose and throat.

“I’m glad you noticed….” she said, enjoying flirting with the handsome doctor. This was going to be so easy, she thought to herself.

“I wouldn’t be a man if I didn’t notice, Kelly,” he said, laughing. “You’re a very pretty girl, and I’ll bet I’m not the first one to tell you that. Now, just breathe deeply.” He slid his stethoscope under her gown and held it against her skin, listening to her chest.

“Okay, let’s slip your gown off so I can check your breasts.” Kelly reached behind her to untie her gown, and slid it off, glad of an opportunity to let Dr. Akers look at her naked body. He raised his hand and began to massage her breasts, searching for lumps. She moaned softly as her nipples involuntarily stiffened from his touch. She hoped he noticed. His hand slid over her flesh, pressing deeply, taking much longer than he really needed to. Kelly’s breathing started to become erratic.

“All right, your breasts are fine, Kelly. In fact….more than fine.” He smiled. “Let’s get your feet up in the stirrups, so we can check inside. Okay?”

“Okay, Dr. Akers.” She raised her legs obediently and placed her feet in the stirrups.

At that moment the nurse appeared at the door. “Doctor, we’re closing up now. Have a good evening.” Perfect, thought Kelly to herself. Things were progressing wonderfully, and she was sure that Dr. Akers was fully aware of the opportunity he had been presented with.

“Thank you Ms. Johnson. I’ll finish up with Kelly and that’ll be it for me too.”

The nurse said goodbye to Kelly and closed the door as she left.

“Now then…,” said Dr. Akers, turning and gazing at Kelly’s naked, dewy pussy, shaved except for a little heart-shaped tuft of neatly trimmed hair above her vulva. He put on some latex gloves, and slid two his fingers inside her vagina. Her breath caught. She was already wet.

“How long have you been getting your periods, Kelly?” He continued to probe gently inside her vagina.

“Ummm, a little over a year.”

“Are you sexually active?”

“Ummmm……” Kelly blushed.

“Come on, Kelly, I’m your doctor, you can tell me these things.”

“Well….yes.