This is a true story a visit to my doctor several weeks ago. After almost sixteen years of marriage, like many couples, are sex life had become stale and almost nonexistent. Before then we had a very conventional but healthy sex life, but without any particular excitement. For several days I had a pain in my left breast which was bothering me and I finally got around to booking an appointment with my GP. It was late in the evening when I finally was shown into his surgery. I had been at the end of a line of other patients that had taken longer than he had expected. My doctor about 50 years old, a bit flabby but otherwise reasonably good looking although nothing I had ever remarked about before, and I am 42 and after 2 children still in reasonable shape. In his office, he had me strip down to my panties and bra; and I then lay on my back on his examination table. At his order I removed my bra and he proceeded to feel my breasts for any lumps or other problems. I didn't really think anything and from what I could tell his manner was totally professional. However he then asked me to slip my panties off as he wanted to check the glands in my groin area. Even then I never really registered anything other than that this was a normal examination. I was a bit embarrassed though when he gently pulled my thighs apart and I realised that I was totally naked. His fingers prodded and probed in my groin, and at one stage he cupped my pubic area completely in one hand as he prodded my breast with another. Inexplicably I started to notice that this was not quite normal and I tried to shut my thighs which simply trapped his hand sending a finger snaking into my now slightly moist slit. He immediately withdrew his hand and said that the pain in my breast as being nothing particular other than hormonal and that I could now get dressed. I sat up and started to pull on my clothes whilst he sat down behind his desk and wrote me a prescription for the pain. I was turned away from him struggling with my bra strap, but now wearing my skirt when I felt him behind me. He grabbed both my breasts and thrust his hips against my buttocks. Through the thin material of my skirt I could feel his rock-hard erection in his pants. He was breathing hard and pulling on my breasts: "You know you want it Annie, I bet you haven't had a decent cock in years; there is no-one else here and no- one will ever know... come on, bend over the table and I will fuck you like you have never been fucked before. He was strong as an ox, and I struggled against him as I felt him lifting up my skirt and pressing me against the high examination table. "No," I gasped. "I don't want to... please!" I implored him. I was frightened now, he was really strong and my skirt was bunched up around my waste and a strong hand was holding me hard down on the table top. I felt him pull my panties aside and then with mounting terror I could feel his naked cock sliding up and down against the crack of my bottom. I struggled harder and harder; but my movements simply brought his cock up against my slit and with a shove he slipped partly inside my cunt, and then another and another and he was fully inside. I could feel his pubic hair against my skin and his hard member deep inside me touching my womb. "For god's sake" I shouted, but my words were muffled by the position I was in, my face pressed into the leather of the table, a hand on the back of my head and his elbows pressing into my back keeping me from struggling. This was pure rape and I could do nothing about it. I knew there was no-one else in the surgery. He grunted as he started to pick up his rhythm, and despite my protests, my cunt responded to the unnatural feeling of a strong cock pistoning in and out of me. I started to pant, and closed my eyes as I felt my body responding. He leaned back a bit taking his weight off my back. He knew he had won and that I was now his for the taking. "Please don't cum inside me, doctor. I am not on the pill. Please, please!" I gasped as he thrust in and out, sometimes withdrawing until just his head was teasing my lips and then thrusting again until he was fully embedded. If he heard he didn't respond. A finger was inserted in my anus and I twitched and bucked like a spiked fish. I must have made an incredible sight, bent over the doctors table, my skirt bunched up at my waist, and a cock hammering in and out of my soaking cunt. I could feel his thrusts becoming more urgent. "Oh god, no please don't cum in my..." I yelped again trying to escape. Suddenly he pulled back, and in one movement grabbed my shoulders, spun me around and pushed me to my knees and holding my chin in one hand and his cock in the other he shoved all 8 inches of swollen purple cock into my mouth and with a grunt, he thrust as deep as he could and my mouth was suddenly filled with hot salty cum that spurted and spurted into my gagging mouth. He left the head between my lips and slowly wanked himself to ensure that I had got every possible drop, before withdrawing and stepping back to zip himself back into decency. I on the other hand was kneeling, sobbing gently on the floor, my mouth full of his cum, and my pussy sticky with my own juices from the frantic fucking it had just received. "Thanks Annie," He said quietly. "I needed that, and have been wanting to fuck you for years." He helped me to my feet and handed me my clothes. "Lets do it again, call me whenever you want" he said as he handed me my prescription and his cell phone number. I don't think I said a single word; I was so dazed that I just stumbled blindly out of his surgery and down the stairs to my car and home for a shower before I faced my family. I knew, and he knew, that I would say and do nothing. I never phoned him, but I did get a call from him asking me to come to the surgery next week!