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All of Ann's lingerie was sexy, even her everyday bras and panties. But Dr. Dross wanted me to bring the hottest outfits Ann had, so I dug to the bottom. Finding what I wanted didn't take long. I gently pulled out a black corset, thong, stockings and a neon green bikini, while doing my best to keep the stacks of bras and panties intact. I closed the drawer and went back to my room, where I stuffed my haul into a red duffle bag.

Then I went back to my computer and tossed aside the coffee-soaked sock. I logged on to my favorite cum shot Web site and jerked off all over myself. I finished by smearing my own cum across my face.

I spent the next few days pining for Dr. Dross. I'd been wanting to cure my wretched sexual habits for years. The doctor's unorthodox therapy was my first and maybe only hope.

I arrived at her office an hour early and drove around the block for 45 minutes to kill time. By the time I parked and caught an elevator to the 17th floor, I was strolling in 10 minutes early, which I considered more courteous than desperate.

Dr. Dross emerged from the hallway to her office to greet me even before I could sit down and pick up Time magazine.

"Hello, Mr. Humphrey," she said.

"Hello," I said.

The doctor looked even hotter than the week before. She wore a tan business jacket that showed off a splash of pink lace underneath. Her brown skirt covered most of her lovely legs but hugged them tightly.

"It looks like you brought what I asked," she said, while motioning to the red duffle bag in my hand.

"Uh, yeah," I said. "The two hottest outfits, just like you asked."

"Good," she said. "Let's get to work."

I followed her and that lovely scent down the hall to her office. She closed the door behind her and went for her chair. A video camera sat on a tripod near the sofa. But it was pointed at the floor and didn't seem to be on, so I ignored it. I sat on the edge of the sofa with the duffle bag between my feet.

"Let's see what you've got," Dr. Dross said.

I unzipped the duffle bag and laid Ann's outfits on the sofa next to me. My heart began to pump faster as my fingers touched the lace and silk. A woody began to rise in my jeans.

"Are you becoming aroused?" the doctor asked.

I looked up. She had a sly smile on her face.

"How did you know?" I asked.

Dr. Dross stood up and unzipped the back of her skirt. When she let go, it fell to the floor. Except for her high heels, she was naked from the waist down. The doctor had a big, healthy red bush like the chicks I'd seen in old issues of Playboy. Her pubic hair was well groomed but not buzzed and waxed like the girls do today.

"You see," the doctor said. "I am an expert in knowing what my patients want and how to give it to them. I knew what to do with you the minute you said you wanted to fuck your step mother."

The doctor stepped up on the couch, moved behind me and then sat down with her legs straddling me and her tits pressing against my back. Her hands slid up my torso and found my tits. Goosebumps popped on my skin as her thumbs and forefingers closed on my nipples.

"I need you to make a decision," she whispered with cinammon-scented breath. "If you were going to fuck your step mother right now, which outfit would you want her to wear? The neon green stripper bikini or the sexy corset?"

Dr. Dross began rolling my nipples between her fingers. It's a good thing I was sitting down because I think I would've fainted if I weren't.

But I didn't even have to think about the doctor's question. While I liked the green bikini, I'd always wanted to see a corset squeezing my step mother's mid-section, making her boobs bulge from her chest.

I pointed at my selection.

"Ah, yes," Dr. Dross said. "Nice choice."

Releasing my nipples, the doctor dismounted me and scooped up the green bikini.

"I'm going into the bathroom to put this on," she said. "When I get back, I want you to be in that corset."

"B-b-but I don't get it," I said. "Are you telling me you want me to put on my stepmother's lingerie?"

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