I stepped into the doctor's office, a bit nervous about the interview I was about to have. I had no idea what to expect, but I was certainly not prepared for what Dr. Patil had in store for me. She was an older, heavier Indian woman with a lab coat that was open just enough to give me a glimpse of her ample cleavage.
"Have a seat," she said, gesturing to the chair in front of her desk. I did as I was told, and she began the interview by confronting me about my porn searches involving mature women.
"I must say, I'm a bit surprised by your preferences," she said, raising an eyebrow. "But I must admit, I have a secret love for that genre myself."
I was taken aback by her confession, but she quickly put me at ease by pulling up various scenes on her computer screen and engaging me in a psychological discussion about my preferences. As the conversation heated up, Dr. Patil made a shocking invitation.
"Would you like to feel the weight of my massive, sagging breasts?" she asked, a twinkle in her eye. "Imagine holding them while another female doctor cuts them off."
I hesitated for a moment, but she assured me that it was all part of the interview process. So, I reached out and felt the weight of her breasts through her shirt. It was a strange and surreal experience, but I couldn't deny the taboo nature of the fantasy.
Dr. Patil then called in an older woman from the waiting room, inviting me to experience the sensation firsthand. I was hesitant at first, but I eventually gave in and felt the weight of the woman's breasts through her shirt. It was even more intense than I had imagined.
Dr. Patil then removed her own shirt, revealing her large, sagging breasts. She handed them to me, and I was fully immersed in the experience. She explained the psychological aspects of the act, discussing the power dynamics and the taboo nature of the fantasy.
As we continued to discuss the topic, I found myself getting aroused by the situation. Dr. Patil noticed this and subtly encouraged me to masturbate. I began to touch myself as she continued to discuss the fantasy, and she invited more women from the waiting room to join in.
Before I knew it, I was surrounded by a group of older women, each one allowing me to feel the weight of their breasts. It was an overwhelming and exhilarating experience, and I reached my climax as Dr. Patil watched with a smirk on her face.
"Congratulations," she said, as I caught my breath. "You have passed the interview with flying colors. I am pleased to offer you the job."
I left the office feeling both exhilarated and confused by the unconventional interview. But I couldn't deny the thrill of the experience, and I knew that I was in for a wild ride working with Dr. Patil.
As I walked out of the office, I could feel Dr. Patil's eyes on me. She sat back in her chair, satisfied with the outcome of the interview. She knew that the real fun was only just beginning. And I couldn't wait to see what she had in store for me next.
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