Most people hate going to the dentist. Not me. After I turned 50, I discovered a doctor’s visit could be a lot more unpleasant, if you know what I mean. The dentist was far far better. Of course, it didn’t hurt that a few years ago my dentist Dr. Dean had hired an attractive hygienist.
At least attractive to me. While Kelsey wasn’t your classic centerfold model, she was very cute. In her late 20’s and straight out of hygienist school, she was what we used to jokingly call a ‘spinner.’ Not even close to five feet tall, I was sure she couldn’t be a hundred pounds, but what she had was distributed rather pleasingly. She kept her dark auburn hair pulled back in a pony tail and wore little make-up. What made her truly beautiful, though, was her smile. It was one of those gigawatt smiles that lights up rooms. She also had a cheerful, bubbly personality to go with those brilliant pearly whites. If I’d been twenty years younger and single, I might’ve made a play for her. As it was, I was happy just to be able to silently admire her as she cleaned my teeth.
That said, I wasn’t all that happy waiting over an hour for her to arrive for my morning appointment. When Kelsey did bustle in, she looked harried and frustrated. Her hair was askew and her blouse and skirt were a bit too fancy for a doctor’s office. She waved as she dashed through the waiting room and then took a long few minutes before she once again appeared at the door.
“Mr. Housemann?” she said, “are you ready?”
I nodded and stood up. She’d pulled her hair back and thrown on her lab coat, but as usual it hung open. She gave me a wan smile as she ushered me into ‘her’ alcove where the dentist’s chair awaited me.
“I’m really sorry, Mr. Housemann. It’s been a rough weekend and… well, I told Joey to wake me up when he left for work or set an alarm or something and that jerk…”
“Joey?” I asked as I settled into the chair.
“My boyfriend. Though maybe not for long. I’d planned to go home and change….”
Her eyes trailed down her too fancy clothes. I nodded in sympathy.
“I’m really sorry, Mr. Housemann.”
“Call me Mr. H.,” I said. I smiled warmly, hoping to change her mood.
It seemed to help because she perked up a bit. “Let’s get started,” she said. Then she reached for the water pick.
It didn’t take too long for her to get talkative. I made encouraging grunts and what I hoped were ‘go on’ expressions with my eyes. She started off mostly just trying to explain about being late, but it didn’t take too long to slide into a mini-tirade about Joey. Apparently, he’d told her he’d take her out for a fancy night on the town, but they’d never left his apartment. It wasn’t that she minded his… affections was the word she’d used… when she’d walked in the door, but he’d… finished… all too fast and then said they didn’t need to go out. He’d ordered a pizza and, when it arrived, he’d flirted with the delivery girl.
“Rinse,” she said after she’d finished my bottom teeth.
“It sounds like you need a new boyfriend,” I said. “One who adores you and wants to make you happy.”
Her eyes grew wide in amusement. “Adores me? Funny word.”
I shrugged. “Why not? I think you’re incredible and I’m just an old guy who gets to see you a couple of times a year.”
She giggled. “Oh, Mr. H., you’re not that old.”
I rolled my eyes and made a show of sighing. “Well, if I were twenty years younger and single, I’d be all over you. You deserve better than a guy who’ll flirt with the pizza delivery girl.”
She beamed. “You’re sweet.” The she grew serious. “Time to do your top teeth.”
With that, Kelsey shifted her stool around so she was in front of me. It was a position I usually enjoyed, because, being so short, she had to raise the stool up a bit and bend low over me as she cleaned, with her breasts just inches away from my own chest. It felt intimate, even without us actually touching.
And this time, I realized, it was even more intimate than usual. The top button on her blouse was missing—the dangling threads hinted that it had popped off recently. As a result, when she bent over I had a clear view down her top.
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