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Amira leant down to her laptop to bring up another image and Casey caught her eye and then looked suggestively up and down her body. She could see Amira’s breasts as her shirt gaped as she leant forward.
Amira went red straight away and fumbled with her laptop to bring up another image. Amira looked beautiful when she blushed.
“…um… bear with me… where was I?” Amira clicked another image onto the screen. She took a deep breath and stood back up and looked anywhere but at Casey. Casey loved having this kind of power over her.
“See, here we have the MRI scans for comparison. Look at the ligament here. See how the tear is improving already from the original scans? I’m really happy with her progress. Brooke, how has she been in physical therapy?”
Brooke, the good looking physical therapist nodded, “Yeah, I’m really happy with how she is progressing. I think her goals of being back playing in 6-8 weeks are realistic from my point of view if things continue like this. She wants 6 weeks for the USA v Canada match. We’ve been asked to report back to the US Women’s National Team physio on her behalf. What do you think, Dr. Alvarez?”
Amira studied the MRI scans further. Casey studied Amira’s body in the red shift dress that sat classily just above her knee and allowed an expanse of calf and neat ankles in high heels. Amira was not the average sports doctor. “I think, tell them we will aim for her to be back for that. All being well she will be back training with them the week before.But….No Guarantees.”
Brooke nodded and smiled. “I know, I know. OK, I’ll put a report together for them and copy you into the email, Dr. Alvarez.”
Casey imagined Amira bent over this big conference room table open and exposed, being spanked.
Fuck, I need to make that happen, it will be so hot.
She swiped to open her phone and open her messages with Amira and began typing.
Dr. Alvarez. Meet me in the conference room tonight at 5.30pm for a 1:1 meeting. Don’t be late. Don’t wear underwear.
Amira’s phone beeped and she picked it up and opened it. Casey watched her face and it looked like she might melt into a puddle there and then in front of everyone. She watched as Amira adjusted her position slightly as though she was suddenly uncomfortably turned on.
“Dr. Rosen.” Casey flicked her glance to Brooke the physical therapist.
Fuck, what did I miss?
“Would you be able to do a couple of sessions a week with Jessica Stevens on her mindset? I’m concerned she is going to be hesitant when she is back running on her ankle. The injury was pretty nasty when it happened. I want to focus on her confidence so she isn’t holding back when she gets going again.”
“Of course.” Casey nodded, making a note in her notebook to contact Jessica Stevens and arrange sessions.
Casey’s phone was on silent but it was open on the table in front of her. A text flashed up.
Yes, Daddy.
Perfect. Casey smiled to herself.
The other staffhad gone home in the sports department by 5.30 and Casey turned the key in the lock of the conference room and motioned to Amira to flick the blinds down just in case someone from the main hospital ventured over this way or someone came back or whatever.
Amira still looked striking in her red dress but she looked shy and nervous again. The confident Dr. Alvarez from earlier was no longer. Casey again smiled to herself. To be able to have this much power over a doctor so much her senior like Dr. Alvarez was heady.
“So, Dr. Alvarez, I’d like you to bend forwards over the table like the good little slut that you are and lift your dress up to your waist for me.”
There was a second where Amira’s eyes widened and Casey thought she might refuse, but then her desire overtook her and she nodded, moving forwards to the table and leaning forwards as she edged her skirt upwards.
“All the way. Don’t be shy.” Casey’s voice was firm and in control. She felt her own desire rising powerfully within her.
She watched as Amira’s eyes were closed and the side of her face pressed against the large table. Her skirt rose above the round globes of her ass as she rolled it up. She wore no underwear.
“Good girl for following orders. Where are your panties?” Casey asked.
“In my bag,” Amira mumbled. Casey smiled to herself and reached for Amira’s leather handbag that was on one of the chairs. She opened it, finding white lacy panties and a white lace bra folded up inside it. Casey took the panties and raised them to her nose and inhaled. Amira had been wearing them all day and they smelt intensely of her sex. They were damp in the crotch.
Perfect.
“Open your mouth. These might keep you quiet.” Casey commanded and again after just a second of Amira processing the command, she watched as Amira’s beautiful mouth obediently opened. Casey pushed the damp white lace panties into her mouth, smiling thinking about Amira tasting herself on the panties.
Mmmm.
