Better Ideas
"What, do you have any better ideas?"
"Dr. Grey, what are we doing?" says Addison, as you tug her into an on-call room.
"We are teaching you how to masturbate," you say bluntly. "And you don't have to call me Dr. Grey for this part if you don't want to," you say.
"Okay…" Addison says blankly.
"Alright, now lie down and relax," you say.
"Y'know, that's usually my line," you offer.
"I'm a little stressed out," says Addison.
"This will help with that," you smile.
"Okay…" says Addison.
"Alright, now start touching yourself," you prompt. "Oh, if you're shy, I can turn around, and you can pretend I'm not here," you say awkwardly.
"Oh, that's okay," says Addison. "I don't even know if I'm doing it right…"
"Do you want me to look?" you ask her.
"Yeah," says Addison.
"Okay, I'm turning around," you say, and you watch as Addison is touching her… Elbow.
"What?" You groan. "No, like touching yourself sensually. Like on your breasts or something," says Meredith.
"Like this?" says Addison.
"No, that's an exam. You're not giving yourself a breast exam. You've got to kind of, grope them or something," says Meredith.
"Oh," says Addison. "Like this," she says, as she grabs her breast in her hands. "Ouch, that hurt a little," she frowns.
"No, start off slower. Ease into it," you say exasperatedly.
"Can you show me or something," says Addison.
"Okay fine, watch me," you offer, as you touch your own breasts, and fondle them. "Now do what I do."
"Okay," says Addison. "Yeah, okay that feels good," she offers.
"Keep doing that until you're ready," says Meredith.
"Ready for what?" says Addison.
"Ready to do… More," you say, not wanting to scare her away at this point.
"Okay," says Addison, as she touches her breasts more.
Eventually, Addison lets out a moan, and that's how you know she's ready for the next step.
"Alright, do you want to do more?" You offer.
"Yeah," says Addison. "Mm-" she moans.
You bite your lip at that. You're supposed to be teaching her, but she's hot-hot, and you can't deny that. And she's moaning, and you're basically directing a porno here, just for her, and you're much more affected than you had planned on.
"Okay, now this is the part that you might want to have less clothes on for, and again, if you don't want me to look I can stop looking," you offer.
"Okay…" says Addison.
"Now you can reach lower, feel over your thighs and your hips. And when you're ready, reach between your legs and feel yourself, see if that feels good," you offer.
Addison doesn't tell you not to watch, so you stand there, transfixed as she does this. Addison does as you said, she runs her hands down her smooth hips, and she rubs the inside of her thigh, and she moves them between her legs.
And that's when she passes over her core, and she moans out obscenely.
"Oh-" Addison gasps. "Yeah that's good," Addison keeps doing it without any prompting. And you just watch as she stimulates herself through her clothing, your mouth going dry at the sight of her.
"This is fun," Addison smiles, and pants.
"It is fun," you chuckle.
"Ooh, what's next," says Addison cheerfully.
"Well…" you bite your lip.
"Well?" says Addison impatiently, as she furrows her brow at you adorably.
"Well, this is the part where normally you'd take your clothes off," says Meredith.
"Okay," says Addison.
"And then you touch yourself, naked," you tack on.
"Okay," says Addison.
"Do you want me to go?" you ask her again.
"You don't have to," says Addison.
"Do you want me to turn around?" you ask her again.
"No," says Addison.
"So… You want me to watch?" you ask her.
"Yeah," says Addison. "I think it helps."
You're blushing now. You can tell you're blushing, because Addison wants you to watch her and she finds it helpful, and she has a gorgeous body, and she's a beautiful person, and you can't believe this is happening right now.
"Okay…" you nod.
"So I'm taking off my top," says Addison, as she lifts it over her head. You gulp.
If it wasn't a ridiculous idea, you might imagine she's putting on a show for you.
"And I'm taking off my bra," says Addison.
Okay, her narrating each of the steps aloud in the raspy voice is doing unspeakable things to you.
Her toned stomach is exposed, and so are her broad shoulders.
Her breasts fall out from her bra, and you barely contain a moan. They're pretty big, and perky, and they're just there in front of you, and part of you wants to reach over and touch them, but you know that you can't.
"And now I'm taking off my pants," says Addison, as she undoes them, and lays them aside.
You bit your lip so hard it almost bleeds.
"And now I'm taking off my panties…" says Addison, as she slides her fingers into the waistband, and glides them down her thighs, casting them to the side on top of her pants.
And that's what you let out the tiniest gasp, because she's glorious.
Truly glorious.
Her figure is accented by her slim waist, her thighs are impossibly long, and also toned.
And seeing all of her exposed for you like that is surreal. It's otherworldly. Addison naked.
Addison is naked in front of you, and she's waiting for you to cue her, to tell her what to do next.
"Meredith?" Addison asks you… Again… Because you must have missed her the first time because you were ogling so hard.
"Uh-huh?" you nod at her, coming back to yourself.
"What's next?"
She tilts her head to the side, all eager and earnest, and it stirs something in you.
Addison looks so innocent right now, and all you want to do is ravish her, and pepper her with kisses, and make her feel amazing.
And what you're really going to do is teach her, teach her to do that all on her own.
"What, do I look weird or something?" Addison says, suddenly self-conscious.
"Oh no," you say, and it comes out much lower than you'd expected it to. "You look… Breathtaking…" you gasp, unable to control yourself.
"Thanks, Meredith," Addison blushes and looks away.
Deep breaths, you say to yourself. Deep breaths. In and out. In and out.
***** END OF CHAPTER 2