Dental Care Too

The following story is a work of fiction. Its contents are of a graphically sexual
nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between underage partners. Any
resemblance to persons either alive or dead is purely coincidental. This story is
intended for ADULTS only. If you are under the legal age of consent in your local
jurisdiction, or if you are easily offended, kindly STOP READING NOW.


Dental Care Too – by – The StoryMaster

Jack Merrick stood looking around the exam room. He’d been there before. In the center of
the room was the familiar examination chair with a small instrument tray
standing along side. Jack waited somewhat impatiently.

The dental appointment today wasn’t for Jack. It
was for his teenage daughter, Tracy who had just stepped out to use the bathroom.
Jack stared absent-mindedly at a sailboat mobile which hung from the ceiling over
the examination chair. It revolved slowly in the re-circulated office air.

Just then his best friend Ray Barrette stuck his head in the door. “Everything
OK?” he asked surreptitiously.

“Yeah, I think so, Ray. Just waiting for ‘The Good Doctor’,” Jack said with a wry
smile. Tracy’s in the bathroom,” he added. Then Jack said hurriedly, “Man, you’d
better get outta here or the girls are going to get suspicious.”

“Hey, take it easy, Jack,” Ray said defensively. “The Doc’s working on Tina right
now. Hell, she’s probably already out. My little girl’s waitin’ for you Jack, ole’
buddy.” Ray grinned lewdly.

Jack looked at his friend dubiously. “Yeah, yeah, OK. Now get going before Tracy
comes back.”

“OK,” Ray said from the door. “The Doc’ll be here real soon to get Tracy ready. I’m
sure lookin’ forward to gettin’ to know your daughter better, ole’ buddy,” Ray added,
closing the door behind himself and leaving Jack alone again with his thoughts.

Jack wasn’t really sure why he’d let Ray talk him into this whole thing today. It was
hard enough on Jack knowing that his lovely, fourteen year old daughter now had a
steady boyfriend and was already sexually active, but now to have to share Tracy
with Ray. “Man, I don’t know about this,” Jack thought to himself. “Maybe I’d
better call the whole thing off. Ray can still fool around with Tina, and I can keep
Tracy for myself,” he pondered.

Memories of Tracy’s last appointment with Dr. Greeley were still fresh in Jack’s
mind even after two weeks. Making love to his teenage daughter while she lay
unconscious in the special examination chair had become the single most joyous
occasion in his life. He’d been with Tracy four times now, and each time had been
more magical than the last. Jack actually felt himself getting aroused as he
daydreamed about his young daughter’s fabulous body. The sights, the sounds and
the smells of his little girl tended to occupy the forefront of Jack’s consciousness
these days. He found himself checking his calendar more and more often, marking
off the days until Tracy’s next dental appointment.

“And now, here we are,” Jack thought, “and I’m about to give her to Ray.” Jack
shook his head in mild frustration.

The deal was this. Ray had been the one who’d originally told Jack about Dr. Martin
Greeley and the “special family services” he offered in addition to family dentistry.
In retrospect, Jack wondered why he’d ever confided in Ray about his feelings for
Tracy in the first place. “Of course, I’d never have gotten this far with her, if it
hadn’t been for Ray and ‘The Good Doctor’,” Jack muttered to himself. “Damn!” he
cursed softly.

About a week ago, Ray came to him and suggested that maybe he and Jack might
arrange a little “swap-a-roo”, as he’d put it. At first Jack didn’t have a clue what his
friend was talking about. Noticing his blank expression, Ray elaborated. “You know,
ole’ buddy. At our next visit to ‘The Good Doctor; You and Tina; Me and Tracy?
Wadaya say? Sound like fun to you?”

Jack’s jaw had dropped. He’d been utterly floored by Ray’s suggestion. His first
reaction had been one of outrage, but fortunately Jack had been able to control
himself and not say anything he’d regret later.

Taking a deep breath Jack thought about the deal he’d struck with his friend. Tina
Barrette; Ray had adopted the girl; wasn’t too bad looking. In her own way the dark
haired fifteen year old was actually quite attractive. Jack very rarely found either
his daughter, Tracy or Tina without an entourage of young men in tow these days.
So, obviously he wasn’t the only one who found Tina attractive, or Tracy, for that
matter.

Tina Barrette was about the same height as his daughter, but was slimmer of frame.
Her breasts were smaller than Tracy’s, it appeared to Jack, and her hips perhaps
just slightly narrower, although he’d only seen the girl in a swim suit once. Tina had
jet black hair which she usually wore tied back loosely like a flowing mane. Tina had
a fiery Latin look about her, and her eyes were dark and sultry. The girl was
obviously of Hispanic decent, although Ray had never divulged any details of the
adoption. Ray, of course just couldn’t say enough about Tina’s sexual prowess.
After Jack confessed his feelings for Tracy, it seemed that sex with the girls was
all Ray talked about anymore.

The slowly rotating mobile swam into focus, and Jack realized he’d been lost in
thought. “Jesus,” he muttered. Dropping his gaze to the exam chair which
presently stood empty in the center of the room, Jack strove to fight off mental
images of Ray with Tracy. “Can I go through with this?” he wondered not for the
last time.

“Tina might be fun,” ‘The Bad Donald’, sitting on his right shoulder said.

“Yeah, but Ray and Tracy?” ‘The Good Donald’ on his left shoulder countered. Jack
shivered involuntarily at the thought.

He’d about decided to call it all off when the door to the exam room opened and in
walked his lovely daughter, Tracy, followed closely by Dr. Martin Greeley.

“Hi, sweetheart,” Jack said as his little girl brushed past him without a word and
took a seat in a chair against the far wall. Tracy was angry that she had to go to
the dentist so often lately.

“My gums feel fine, Daddy,” she’d pleaded just that morning. “I just went two
weeks ago,” she’d pointed out unnecessarily to her father.

Jack had explained that the appointment was set, and that he’d have to pay for it
anyway whether she went or not. “Besides,” he’d added lamely. “Doctor’s orders.”

“Good morning, Mr. Merrick,” Greeley said in his clipped, professional manner. “Good
morning Miss Merrick,” Dr. Greeley said turning to smile in Tracy’s direction. He
received only a terse nod from the young blond.

“Good morning, Doctor,” Jack replied politely. “Busy morning?” he added in the way
of small talk, watching Dr. Greeley walk quickly to the chair.

“Yes it most certainly is,” Greeley answered. “Miss Merrick, we should get started,”
he then said. “Come have a seat please, and we’ll begin.”

Tracy reluctantly rose from her seat, crossed the room and flopped into the padded
examination chair in a decided huff.

Choosing to ignore the youngster’s rude behavior, Dr Greeley continued in an even
tone of voice, “We are going to have to do a little exploratory drilling today, Miss
Merrick, so once again, I am recommending a general anesthetic.

Tracy slowly looked up at the doctor with an unmistakable expression of
condescension on her face. “Whatever,” she replied, then looked away.

“The little brat’s beginning to get on my nerves,” Dr. Greeley thought to himself.
“But as soon as Daddy leaves, his best friend Ray and I have plans for you, little
lady,” ‘The Good Doctor’ thought, smiling down at the pretty, blond teenager.

“Alright, I’m going to lean you back a little then,” Greeley said. He depressed a foot
pedal under one side of the exam chair, causing hidden electric motors to whine.
The seat back slowly reclined. Stepping away from the chair, Dr. Greeley removed a
plastic IV bag from the nearby storage cabinet along with a length of clear
catheter tubing. Next Greeley hung the bag on its rack beside the chair, connected
the tubing to the flow/drip regulator and picked up a short piece of surgical tubing
from the tray next to the chair.

“Hold out your arm, please, Miss Merrick,” Dr. Greeley asked in his professional
manner. When Tracy complied, he tied the tourniquet tightly around her
outstretched arm just above the elbow. Holding Tracy’s arm Greeley tapped the
skin in the crotch of the young girl’s elbow until a large, blue vein appeared. “There
you are,” Dr. Greeley muttered with a smile as he swabbed the same area with an
alcohol wipe.

“Oww!” Tracy yelped. Greeley hadn’t bothered to warn her of the impending prick
of the IV needle.

Smiling down at her, ‘The Good Doctor’ said, “I’m sorry, my child. Now do have a
nice nap.” Greeley reached up and opened the flow regulator. The Sodium Pentothal
began to drip into the small plastic cylinder.

As Jack watched from a chair nearby, the clear liquid ran quickly down the length of
narrow gauge catheter and disappeared into his daughter’s vein. It was as if
someone had thrown a switch. It never ceased to amaze Jack just how fast the
anesthetic actually worked. Dr. Greeley had asked Tracy to count backward from
one hundred, and the last slurred number Jack had heard the now slumbering girl
utter had been ninety-eight.

After checking Tracy’s pulse and respiration, Dr. Greeley made a small adjustment
to the IV drip regulator then turned to Jack and said, “Mr. Merrick, your daughter
is ready for you. Or is it Mr. Barrette who will do the honors today?”

Jack squirmed uncomfortably. Greeley noticed.

“It is my understanding,” he continued, “that you and Mr. Barrette have agreed to,
how shall I say it, trade places? Is that not true, Mr. Merrick?”

Jack sat in silence, gazing at his lovely, sleeping little girl. Jack wanted her so badly
he could taste it. He was just about to tell Dr. Greeley that he’d reconsidered when
the exam room door opened and in walked Ray Barrette.

“Hey Buddy! Hi Doc,” Ray said jovially as he stepped up beside Dr. Greeley and
looked down at the unconscious Tracy Merrick.

“What a babe!” Ray thought. “We are gonna have one fine time.” In his mind’s eye,
Ray Barrette pictured himself hammering away at the pretty teenager. He’d been
thinking about this morning for a long time now. “Tina was great, but variety’s the
spice of life. They say.”

“Tina’s sleeping like a baby. She’s all ready for ya Jack. Go have fun, man! She’s as
tight a little lay as you’ll ever find,” Ray said crudely. “So how’s my little darlin’
doin’, Doc? Is my little girl ready for her Uncle Ray?” Without warning Ray reached
out a hand and cupped Tracy’s right breast. Squeezing Tracy through her clothing
Ray leered in Jack’s direction, “Nice tits, man!” he growled. “Bigger than my Tina’s.”

It was all Jack could do not to jump up and clobber his friend, but sensing that
events had already escalated beyond his control, Jack restrained his wrath. Slowly
rising from his seat, a resigned Jack Merrick asked, “OK, Ray. Which room is she
in?”

Just as Jack closed the door behind himself, he had the distinct displeasure to
overhear his best old ex-friend Ray exclaim gruffly in the background, “Oh, darlin!
Why you’re already wet for Uncle Ray!”

Dr. Greeley had directed him to Exam Room Five, just down the hall and to the left.
He had then informed Jack that he would drop in after a few minutes to check on
his patient, but that Jack should by all means begin without him.

Jack opened the door to Exam Room Five and stuck his head inside. The room was
bathed in silence. In its center stood an identical examination chair to the one he’d
just left his daughter lying in. In this chair in Exam Room Five, however, lay a
slumbering, dark haired, teenage girl. Jack’s heart started to pound as he quickly
stepped into the hushed air of the room, closing the door and setting the lock
behind him.

He turned and looked at the girl in the chair from his position at the door, studying
her for several minutes. She was definitely asleep. From a distance Jack could see
the slow rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. Hanging from a nearby rack
was the familiar IV bottle with its attached tubing and the slowly dripping flow
regulator. The catheter tubing led downward to the inside of the girl’s right elbow
where it was taped in place.

Jack took a deep breath, then crossed and stood beside the examination chair.
“God! She really is lovely, isn’t she.” Jack muttered under his breath. He hadn’t
really seen Tina Barrette up close for quite some time and had forgotten what a
truly attractive young lady she was.

Tina lay breathing slowly and evenly. She was the very picture of beauty. Her
almost jet black hair lay spread out on the head rest of the chair. Her eyes were
closed, their long lashes dark and think. Jack remembered those eyes from the few
times he’d been close to the girl. He felt certain she used them as quite the
effective snare for the boys in her school. Tina’s eyes were like black holes. “An
unsuspecting man could be pulled in and lost forever in those eyes,” Jack thought
absent-mindedly. Tina Barrette’ mystical eyes were framed between beautiful, high
cheek bones and perfectly shaped, dark eyebrows. Her shapely Latin face was
graced with a pouty mouth with full, dark pink lips.

Tina’s flawless skin was a dark golden color, like a perpetual, rich sun tan. The
young beauty was dressed in a tight, black, tube-style pullover and black Levi
Strauss jeans. On her small feet were a pair of trendy running shoes. Jack noticed
immediately that Tina was not wearing a brassiere. He could see her small nipples
embossed in the smooth surface of her tube-top. He let his eyes scan down the
rest of Tina’s body. She was decidedly slimmer than his Tracy. Tina’s tummy was
exposed between the bottom of her top and the waist band of her jeans which rode
low on her hips. The young girl’s tummy was flat and obviously quite muscular and
her waist was wasp thin. Jack suspected he could completely encircle her with his
two hands. Again her skin was totally devoid of even single blemish. From that
narrow waist, Tina’s hips spread fuller than Jack had remembered. “She’s got really
great, body,” Jack remarked to himself as his eyes traveled down the perfectly
shaped thighs of Tina’s long legs, the tight jeans defining every curve.

Jack suddenly noticed his mouth was very dry and his heart was pounding like mad.