Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: redragon@interserv.com Subject: The Natural Healer Date: 28 Sep 1995 21:56:33 GMT The Natural Healer We had never gone to any non-physician for care before so my wife and I were understandably nervous as we sat in the waiting room. Mr. Van Scythe had been recommended by a friend of my wife's. She had been seeing a Dermatologist for a skin condition for the past two years and there was no improvement. We were very disappointed with her care. My wife brought the subject up one day while having lunch with a friend. Her friend said she had been seeing a Homeopathist (natural healer) for a similar condition and his treatments were working wonders. So we called Mr. Van Scythe to arrange an appointment. He was a widower and had his office in his beautiful old Victorian house. We entered, filled out the papers provided and waited for her to be seen. After about ten minutes, a young lady and Mr. Van Scythe came out of the office. She departed and we were called into his office. The room was large and furnished with antique desk and bookcase. An examination table was located near the rear. We sat at the desk and explained the problem to him. My wife had an unusual skin rash under her breasts, on her buttocks and inside her thighs. This caused her extreme discomfort, especially during the summer months. As this was February, the condition was there, but not as pronounced. After a few questions (what medication? any odor? any itching?) he said he would have to see the rash. I felt uncomfortable being there so I asked to be excused and said I would wait in the waiting area. As I was leaving, I turned left instead of right and found myself in a small empty room. I was turning to leave when I heard Mr. Van Scythe ask my wife to undress so he could examine her. Apparently there was a open vent near the end of the room. I went over and discovered that not only could I hear but also could see into the next room. My wife was unzipping and removing her dress while Mr. Van Scythe looked on. As She stood there in her half slip and bra, he told her he would need her completely undressed to examine her. She then took off her slip, pantyhose and finally her bra. She stood there wearing only her little cotton bikini panties. He was appraising her and I saw his eyes widen as he looked at her large firm breasts. My wife was obviously embarrassed. She was still breast- feeding our infant daughter, and didn't have time for a feeding before her appointment. She was extremely full and openly leaking milk. He asked her sit up on the exam table and he started to lift her breasts to examine the rash. The more he moved each breast, the more of a mess he was making. He told her that something had to be done so that he could examine the area. He brought over a laboratory bottle and started "milking" my wife's breasts into the bottle. What he didn't realize, was that my wife gets aroused whenever her breasts are fondled. He finished milking her breasts and proceeded with the exam. I could tell my wife was excited by the way she was squirming. When he finished examining her breasts, he asked her to lay down and to put her feet in the table's stirrups. As she did, I could see the dark area between her legs and the obviously soaked cotton panties. He asked her to raise her bottom so he could remove them. She did and he took them off. As she was putting her feet in the stirrups, he was examining her panties. He told her this was necessary in order to determine if her rash was being caused by any vaginal discharge. When he was done, he turned to her to continue the examination. I could see she was excited because her vaginal lips were glistening with her juices and she was still squirming. As he touched the inside of her thigh, she raised her buttocks right off the table. His hand continued up her leg and finally came to rest on her vaginal lips. I heard her moan as he found her clitoris and started squeezing it. When he put his fingers from his other hand inside her, she started humping his hand and then started shaking and jerking as an orgasm tore through her. After she calmed down, he asked her if she felt any better. She said she did and thanked him for his thoroughness. She turned her head as she laid there and noticed that there was a large lump in the front of his pants. She reached out, unzipped his pants and released a large cock that had to be nine inches long and about two inches around. Her tongue came out and she started playing around the base of its head. I could see pre-cum forming at his slit and he was starting to moan. I saw her take its head in her mouth and watched as he started moving his hips and moan louder. His hips started bucking and he was breathing heavy as my wife picked up the pace with her mouth. Then he lunged forward and I could see my wife was having a hard time with all that meat in her mouth. I expected her to take it out of her mouth and finish him by hand like she does with me. But, she kept it in and started swallowing fast. She had never done that for me so I was completely surprised! She finished him and he pulled his cock out of her mouth, still oozing cum so that a trailer of cum ran from her lips to his cock. He thanked her for her service and explained that he had never done that before with any of his patients. He also apologized for cumming so much, but he had not cum since his wife's death two years earlier. She told him she didn't mind and that she was glad she could provide some relief for him. He zipped up and then helped her get dressed. He wrote her a prescription for some natural herb ointment and gave it to her with instructions to return in a month to check on her progress. She reached up and kissed him and said, "You can count on it." I rushed out to the waiting room and grabbed a magazine just before they opened the office door. I asked her how everything went as we were leaving. She said fine and that she didn't know that natural healers were so knowledgeable and talented. I knew there was a double meaning for that comment. I can't wait for her follow-up visit next month!!