Jakes Dental IT Job with Benefits

Jake had always been a bit of a tech wizard, the kind of guy who could untangle a major server crash or debug a database with the calm precision of a surgeon. At 29, he'd bounced between gigs and start up companies for 7 years since he graduated.

His high skill but more shy personality seemed too often lead him to deal with some mind numbing coding issue or system error job stuck in bleak basements or stuffy hot server rooms.

The glamorous IT jobs of working at Google or those amazing trendy tech companies and fashionable start ups with free bagels, gourmet lunches, exercise rooms, and happy people seemed a long dead dream.

He had almost completely resigned himself to being stuck in jobs that were dull and lifeless. Until he stumbled upon a unique job posting at a dental practice of all places. That was when things seemed to finally turn around for Jake. He was able to land his dream job as the Chief IT Systems Analyst at 'Steel Smiles & Associates'

It was an upscale, all-female dental practice tucked into a sleek, quiet, office building in the downtown. Three weeks in, and he was thriving. The work was straightforward and a breeze for him, he kept the mini server room humming, maintained the patient medical databases, dental X-ray imaging system, fixed minor software bugs and kept the offices computer system updated and running smoothly.

The pay was very generous, the hours reasonable, and the perks? Well, those were something else entirely for him almost a dream.

'Steel Smiles and Associates' was staffed exclusively by women, but not just normal woman ohh no! Every single one of them were stunning, sexy, incredible goddesses in their own saucy way.

From the sharp and witty receptionist to the sultry sexy dental hygienists, Jake felt like he'd stumbled into a sexual fantasy world where scrubs hugged tight asses, perky big breast, delicious curves and beautiful faces with smiles that dazzled brightly.

His boss, Dr. Amanda Steel, was the crown jewel a stunning, 5'9" curvy bombshell with an incredible hourglass figure and 36DD chest. How did he know her Bra size well Jake had overheard the women discussing bra sizes one day last week.

As he had approached the lunchroom for a quick coffee refill one late morning. When he heard Jessica the lead dental hygienist voice, loudly as he moved to open the door, the words her overhead her say stopped him dead in his tracks, his hand frozen near the door.

"Oh, come on, my 34DD girls are still the queens around here they are perky and perfect!" The room erupted in giggles, and Kim another dental hygienist sultry laugh cut through next. "Please, Jessica, my 30DD cups give me enough trouble always spilling out of my scrub top, and I know Jake's noticed me." More laughter followed, and Jake's ears burned red as he froze, hand hovering.

Then Vanessa, the bubbly dental assistant with a penchant for gossip, chimed in. "Okay, but Amanda's is truly the queen with her 36DDs? No question, she's got most of us beat those curves, height, body and face are unreal. I saw her adjusting her bra in the changing room yesterday, and I swear, it's like she's smuggling melons!"

The giggles turned into a full blown cackling, and Chelsea the dental anesthesiologist, cool, tone added to the conversation, "Well I got her beat on size mine are 38DDs, and I get plenty of looks from the patients they never seem to complain when I lean over them with my breast touch there heads as I place the anesthesia mask, trust me."

Another round of laughter, and Isabella another dental hygienist voice piped up, "Well, my 32DDs aren't far behind they're cute and they hold their own, even if no one's looking at me when Amanda or you are around Chelsea with those incredible melons."

The group howled again, Vanessa clapping her hands. "Oh, Isabella, you're so cute, but Amanda's just got lots of advantages here looks combined with those breasts she could stop traffic, and have any man she wants!" Jessica snorted, "Yeah, she walks in, with her curvy bombshell body in her scrubs and its game over the poor guy patients don't know where to look."

The conversation shifted as Vanessa dropped a bomb: "Speaking of looking, what about Jake? That boy's been sneaking peeks since day one I caught him staring at Kim in the server room the other day when she was bending over his desk!"

Kim's voice turned sly. "Oh, he was definitely looking I made sure to give him a nice little show, leaned in real close and told him I'm sure his nimble fingers could fix more than a server. You should've seen him turn bright red and mumble something, before he ran to get me the cable I needed he practically couldn't speak when he came back such a cute little puppy dog face!"

The lunchroom dissolved into more girlish shrieks and giggles, Jessica adding, "Poor Jake, stuck around all these sexy females all day long he's probably dying out there, surrounded by boobs, ass and pussy with no escape!"

Vanessa snorted, "Yeah, he's got no chance those puppy dog eyes of his can't hide it. Bet he's fantasizing about us right now wonder which one of us he's got on his mind!"

Chelsea chimed in, "Probably Kim, after that server room stunt she's got him hooked!" Isabella giggled, "Or maybe he's dreaming about the boss Dr. Amanda and her 36DDs and I can't blame him if he is!"

The laughter peaked, a chaotic symphony of teasing and hilarity, and Jake, face felt like his face was on fire, as he quietly backed away silently, retreating to his server room with his coffee long forgotten, the memory of what he just heard seared into his brain forever.

This boss Dr. Amanda Steel had a commanding presence and a wicked sense of humour that kept him on his toes, and Kim's flirting in the server room that day had only made it worse. He couldn't believe his luck or his predicament in this situation in this job.

But Jake also had a deep dark secret that nobody knew. The truth was he lived in fear of all dentists. The whir of a dental drill, the sterile tang of antiseptic, the cold pinch of metal dental tools clicking against enamel. It all sent him into a cold panicked terror.

In truth he hadn't been to a dental checkup in years, dodging appointments with excuses of a family death or saying he was moving and needed to find a new dentist. He did have some nagging tooth pain and sensitivity in his mouth from time to time but he just tired to imagine it was nothing, and that his teeth were fine.

Yet, beneath that fear simmered an erotic sexual secret, he loved seeing woman in medical uniforms especially wearing latex gloves, the snap of latex on a sexy woman hand ignited something inside him he couldn't explain. Alongside a broader fascination with women in medical scrubs, surgical gowns, the entire medical setting excited him.

He'd fantasized about woman like his in secret. The idea of a sexy dental hygienist was like a caring nurse, it was the ideal erotic image. When he saw the dental chair, the surgical gowned bombshell Dr. Amanda or the beautiful hygienist Jessica in latex gloves with a surgical mask on.

It always seemed to get him flushed and had him having to adjust his pants as his dick swelled. But he felt ashamed of these strange odd feelings, and tired his best to bury these sexual secrets deep inside, feeling mortified and weird about them.

Working at Steel Smiles was like walking very carefully on tightrope walk; he tired his best to stay in his server room at his desk venturing into the treatment areas only as needed to check systems or adjust the dental equipment, like the imaging system each trip a dreadful walk of erotic medical dread.

On the third week in, on a sunny Thursday afternoon, as he tinkered with a backup server those cooling fan was making an odd sound he didn't like, an email pinged into his inbox.

The sender: Dr. Amanda Steel. His stomach plummeted as he read the subject line and with shaking fingers opened the email.

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Subject: Mandatory Staff Treatment Day -- This Saturday

Jake,

While you've only been working for me for short time, I can already say you're becoming a valuable member of the team here at 'Steel Smiles & Associates'.

As such, I want to make sure you're aware of the mandatory staff treatment day this Saturday. Dental treatment for all my staff is free, and I expect all my employees to have excellent dental health as a model to all our patients.

I've made a brief appointment for you to have X-rays taken. Please be here this Saturday at 9:00 AM sharp, no excuses so you better not be late, Jake!

Dr. Amanda Steel

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"Fuck," Jake muttered, leaning back in his desk chair. Mandatory? X-rays? His heart raced, his dental induced panic clawed at his throat he couldn't do it could he! But he loved this job. The money was too good to risk, and the beautiful sexy woman? Incredible. Plus he loved the hours no overtime or working on the weekends or bosses calling him at 2am.

He couldn't bail on his dream job due to his intense dental phobia. He groaned out loud he was trapped and he resigned himself to his fate. Emailing a short reply that he of course would be there Saturday morning.

"Fine, Amanda. You win his round." He said out loud as he tired his best to forget about what was coming.

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(Saturday)

Saturday morning rolled around, and Jake pulled into the Steel Smiles parking lot area at 8:45 AM, he tried to stay positive, and not show the terror he felt about this appointment as he locked his jeep.

The office building was silent and empty under the morning sun, the usual office types gone the elevators deserted as he road up. Dressed in faded blue jeans and a black Batman T-shirt his weekend nerdy armour of choice he ran a hand through his tousled dark blonde hair, took a deep breath, and stepped inside.

The main lobby area was eerily quiet, its cushy comfy wooden chairs empty, stacks of magazines untouched on the side tables, and the multiple wall-mounted TV screens arrayed around the room were all dark and silent.

The overhead lights felt like they were buzzing extra loudly as he walked over the marble floor. Jake's sneakers squeaked as he approached the reception desk, his nerves already feeling frayed when Jessica, the senior dental hygienist, suddenly popped up from behind the counter with a loud "Booooo!"

Jake jolted, "AHHHH FUCK...." nearly falling over and stumbling backwards, his hands flying to his chest. "Jesus, Jessica don't do that you almost gave me a heart attack!"

She laughed, a rich, throaty sound, her auburn hair spilling in loose waves over her shoulders. At 33, Jessica was a vision of sexy beautify combined with seasoned professional confidence, her emerald eyes sparkling with happy mischief.

Her fitted navy medical scrubs strained slightly against her lovely 34DD chest, as she leaned forward on the desk. "Haha Gotcha, Jake didn't expect you to be an early bird or to be so jumpy," she teased, leaning forward on her elbows, her grin revealing perfect white teeth that sparkled, practically winking at him.

"But you're rather jumpy today, are you trying to impress the Amanda or just scared of what's coming?"

He forced a shaky laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh, maybe a little of both. Didn't expect you to ambush me here."

Jesica smiled mischievously "Oh, I live for it," she said, straightening up and tossing her hair. "You're rather easy to rattle, Jake. Kim told me about your beet red face when she teased you in the server room. Makes my day. So, getting a cute little jump scare out of you is fun! Are you ready for your big X-ray adventure?"

He swallowed hard, his dental fear surging. "Not really, I'm just here cause I have to be. Amanda's email didn't leave much room for wiggling out of it, if I want to keep my job here."

Jessica's eyes softened, but the mischief lingered. "Yeah, she's got that way about her she doesn't mess around. You'll survive, though. Kim's got you covered she's a pro. Plus, you've got all of us to cheer you on, whether you like it or not."

He shifted his weight, still rattled. "Speaking of surviving, how's it been around here today? Quiet so far?"

She shrugged, leaning back against the counter. "Dead quiet out here the offices are closed on weekends, you know. No regular patients, just us doing staff day. I'm only out front to meet Chloe and escort her back and settle her as she's been a nervous wreck about her wisdom teeth surgery, and I'm the one who's gotta sweet talk her into that dental chair."

"Yeah, I can relate to being nervous," Jake muttered, then hesitated. "So, if Kim's doing my X-rays, why are you out here in the lobby today? Shouldn't you be in the back treatment area?"

Jessica crossed her arms, smirking. "Haha Jake you really are rather agitated, and not paying attention like I just said, the offices are closed no front desk duty today. I'd usually be back there, hand deep in some patient's mouth or prepping a room, but I'm assisting Dr. Amanda on Chloe's wisdom teeth surgery."

"She's been putting it off forever, has major dental phobias about getting teeth extracted, and it's going to be all four, so it's a big operation. I love helping Dr. Amanda with these big surgeries passing her tools, running the suction, it's one of my favourite things. That and helping put patients under with the nitrous gas."

She winked at him, her grin wicked. "Gets me going every time." She smiled sweetly as she said his and licked her lips looking at Jake with a more lustful and hungry look in her bright green eyes.

Jake turned red again, his medical fetish flickering at the thought of seeing Jessica with latex gloves holding a nitrous mask above him, his fear momentarily drowned out. "Uh, right," he stammered, trying to recover. "Sounds... intense.... ahhh ya..."

"Oh, it is," she said, her tone playful. Chloe's a jumper, like you it seems, and she nearly bolted for the hills when Amanda scheduled her wisdom teeth surgery, and told her if she did not allow it she would experience major dental pain In the coming weeks."

"I'm the one who's gotta keep her relaxed get her to the chair and strapped her down calmly. It takes a special touch to keep the jumpy ones calm, you know? You probably would need the same treatment."

"Me?" He laughed nervously. "I'm not that bad just get surprised too easily." Jake lied hoping Jessica would not catch on to his extreme dental phobia.

"Sure you're not," she teased, raising an eyebrow and studying him with a more critical eye. "I saw you jump a mile high just now. Bet you'd be squirming worse than Chloe if we got you strapped into the dental chair back there."

He flushed deeper, shifting uncomfortably. "I'd manage I'm sure."

"Uh-huh," she said, grinning wider. "We'll see about that one day. Maybe I'll get to test my nitrous skills on you knock that dental fear right out of you Jakey."

Before he could muster a denial to her words, the frosted glass door that lead to the treatment rooms open, and Kim, the second most senior dental hygienist, stepped into the lobby.

At 29, the same age as Jake, Kim was a striking brunette with a sultry edge, full lips, high cheekbones, and a smouldering hazel eyed gaze that lingered a beat too long. Her teal scrubs clung to her curvaceous frame, accentuating her 30DD-cup chest, and an incredibly tight, sculpted tight ass from her volleyball days in dental hygienist school. Or so he had been teasingly told by her one day in the lunch room. When she bent down to grab her lunch from the fridge.

She'd been flirting with him since day one, dropping sly comments about his "nimble fingers" in the server room especially that one day last week when she'd leaned in close, her breath warm on his ear, whispering about how he could "fix her up anytime" and he'd be lying if he said he hadn't noticed her.

"This way, Jake," Kim said, her tone dripping with erotic promise as she sauntered to stand by him. "Let's get you all alone with me, hmm? Those X-rays won't take themselves."

He glanced back at Jessica, who smirked and waved him off. "Go on, Mr jumpy Kim's got you now. Good luck!"

Kim led him down the hallway, her hips swaying deliberately. Jake's eyes couldn't help but drop to her sexy, tight ass, the teal scrubs hugging every curve so perfectly he could see the faint outline of a thong he thought underneath, the thought sent a jolt of arousal through him, his love of medical scrubs and nerves swirling together in a tornado of thoughts in his head.

"You're looking rather tense, Jakey," she cooed, glancing back over her should with a sultry smirk. "Don't worry, I'll take really good care of you. Maybe I'll even make it fun think of me as your personal dental hygienist goddess."

His intense dentist dread collided with his sexual thoughts of her sexy ass, her flirty tone and that thong revelation sending shivers down his spine as they passed the dark and silent HYG 1 and stopped at the open door of HYG 2.

"So, Kim, what's the plan today?" he asked, voice trembling slightly.

"I thought Dr. Amanda explained?" Kim replied, leaning against the open door, her curves on full display. "Some Saturday, we do staff appointments. Since you're new, I'm taking your X-rays for the Doctor to review lucky me, getting you all to myself. She's busy with Chloe's wisdom surgery today, but she'll review your X-rays, and than decide what treat she will want to schedule next."

"Ahh she didn't she say anything in her email to me about that?" he said, frowning with more worry.

Kim shrugged, her eyes twinkling. "Ya her emails can be somewhat brief, I'm sure it said it's staff day so come for X-rays or else? Just the basics, combined with a warning of don't be late. She does tend to like keeping you on your toes, huh, Jakey?"

Jake stepped into HYG 2, it's cabinets, carts, and sink feeding his panic. The grey vinyl dental chair with tiny armrests loomed. "Take a seat, sexy," Kim purred, her voice a velvet tease.

He took a breath and walked to the chair lowering himself in, the plastic headrest crinkling coldly against his neck, his dental fear screaming that he was a patient now!

Kim washed her hands, then reached for a box of gloves labeled "Size Small, Extended Cuff - Purple Surgical Gloves".

She caught Jake's gaze, smiling sexily as she slid them on slowly, the latex stretching slowly over her fingers with a deliberate, sensual snap.

"Enjoy the show, like what you see, Jakey?" she murmured, her voice a sultry whisper. "I bet you do." His latex glove fetish flared hard, his breath catching, his eyes locked on her small gloved hands.

She loop on a surgical mask, her hazel eyes glinting above it. Jake scanned the room to distract himself, he say the usual brochures on the counter, an X-ray machine and dental computer unit on the left. He twisted, spotting an odd item hanging on the wall.

He had never seen it before today it looked like a large blue pad covered with Velcro straps hanging in the far corner. Close by was the patient monitoring equipment, an IV stand, and the nitrous oxide system with a pink nasal mask clipped to the side.

His dental dread spiked, as Kim approached, leaning in to clip a paper bib around his neck, her 30DD chest brushing his face, her floral perfume wafting over him. Her scrub top dipped, as she bent revealing a skimpy sex red lacy bra.

Jake squirmed hard, the vinyl creaking, his legs crossing to hide his growing erection, his breathing shallow.

"Easy, Jake," Kim teased, her voice low and sultry. "Your squirming already and I haven't even touched your teeth? If you don't settle down, I'll have to strap you into that papoose board back there. Imagine me tying you up wouldn't that be a treat?" She winked, watching him flush an even deeper shade of red, as she draped the large lead apron on him.

She brought over a tray with the X-ray items and positioned the X-ray machine. "Open wide, big boy," she purred, sliding the hard rubber sensor into his mouth. It pressed awkwardly against his tongue, and he bit down as she adjusted the metal arm, its cold edge grazing his cheek. "Hold still, cutie," she said, stepping back to aim the emitter, her hips swaying as she walked out of the room.

She pressed a remote, and the machine clicked loudly, a sharp beep echoing in the room. She returned, adjusting the sensor, her chest brushing him again. "Don't choke on the sensors arm or I may need to perform mouth to mouth CPR." she teased, smirking as he squirmed more.

He tired to distract himself, as he eyed the nitrous system in the corner. "No sedation today, sadly but it's a big perk of the job getting to enjoy it, and not having to pay for it," Kim added, noticing his glances at the nitrous system.

"I bet you'd like how it feels, wouldn't you? Me slipping that pink rubber nasal mask over your pretty face, making you all woozy and drifting into a happy float void?"

Jake's medical fetish flared he was intrigued, but his dentist fear kept him skeptical, his brow furrowing.

Another click, then a third followed each time, she lingered close, her perfume and chest taunting him. In just a few minutes, with minimal fuss, Kim had his films done. She stepped back, peeling off the heavy lead apron from his chest and hanging it on a hook on the wall with a casual toss.

"All done, handsome," she said, her tone still flirty as she moved to the computer monitor nearby. Dr. Steels setup office was state of the art which Jake loved, and the X-rays were available instantly as he saw Kim was already clicking through the black-and-white films now visible on the screen, her purple gloved fingers dancing over the keyboard.

Jake had no idea how to interpret the shadowy X-rays of his teeth and jaw in stark contrast, it just looked like a jumble of black and white shapes that meant nothing to him. But he had now seen dozens working on the computer systems, but Kim's sharp eyes narrowed as she scrolled his, her head tilting slightly.

"Hmm," she murmured, zooming in on one image, her voice losing a bit of its teasing edge. "You have a hairline crack on #19 clear as day. And those molars... hmmm" She clicked to another film, her brow furrowing again.

"Plaque buildup's worse then I thought see that fuzz along the edges? Dr. Amanda's gonna have a field day with this." She glanced back at him, smirking faintly. "You've been a very bad boy, Jakey letting your teeth get so messy."

She clicked through a few more, muttering under her breath, "Upper left's a cavity waiting to happen... yeah, she'll want all this fixed up." Jake watched, half mesmerized by her focus, half dreading what she was finding, his admiring her, now momentarily eclipsed by the reality of his dental neglect finally catching up to him.

Kim straightened, turning back to him with that playful glint returning to her eyes. "Well, gorgeous, these pics don't lie your mouth's a little disaster zone. Let's take a quick peek anyway," she said, pulling a mirror and explorer from the tray, her tone shifting to a flirty serious mix.

The chair hummed as she tilted him back, and Kim's masked face loomed overhead, her hazel eyes sharp above the surgical mask.

She flicked on the surgical light, it's bright glare blinding him as he stared up, his heart pounding. "Open wide, Jake," she ordered, her purple gloved hands hovering.

Jake's dentist fear clawed at him, but he obeyed, trying to focus on her busty chest to stay calm. Kim's mirror glinted as she maneuvered it, the explorer tapping lightly against his teeth. "Hmm," she muttered, "Substantial buildup.... tsk, tsk. This molar's a mess, and oh, wow, that's a cavity for sure." She tapped harder, the metal catching on an upper left tooth, sending a jolt through him making him flinched.

"You've got to take better care of these pearly whites, Jake," she said, her tone dripping with mock disapproval and flirtation. "Dr. Amanda's not gonna like this mess being such a naughty boy letting it get this bad. Plaque all over, decay creeping in several spots needs work. She'll want to address all your issues Jake. Trust me no matter what you do she's relentless about ensuring we all having perfect teeth."

She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "She'll drill you into shape, one way or another, fix every last dental issue." She turned to the computer, typing notes, her gloved fingers clicking. Jakes, gazed, fixated on her breasts, mumbled, "Hmm, what?"

Kim glanced back, smirking behind her mask. "Nothing, stud, don't worry your pretty face" She pulled the explorer and pick out, the exam over, and the chair hummed upright again. "There are definitely a few places I'll want Dr. Amanda to look at," she said. "No time for a full perio-chart today, so she'll want you back next weekend probably. Let's go see her," she purred, peeling off her purple gloves with slow, deliberate flair and tossing the mask after it.

They left HYG 2 and turned down the hall, walked past an empty recovery room, and entered OPR 1. Dr. Amanda Steel stood in a blue surgical gown, a tie surgical mask dangling on her chest, her 36DD chest and curves striking. Chloe lay on chair in a patient gown, looking nervous, as Jessica, also in a blue surgical gown, gently coaxed her to lay back fully. "Come on, Chloe, just lie back completely," Jessica murmured, her voice soothing as she guided Chloe down onto the huge blue surgical chair, its wide seat fitted with the same papoose board he had seen in HYG 2 draped across it, the Velcro strap open and waiting.

Jessica spoke softly, as she began securing the straps around Chloe's arms, chest, and legs, her movements gentle but firm. "You're doing great, Chloe, just relax we've got you," she said, brushing a strand of hair from Chloe's face.

Chelsea stood nearby, having just inserted an IV line into Chloe's arm, the needle secured with clear tape. She picked up a syringe of clear milky fluid, uncapping it, and injected it into the IV line, her movements precise as the liquid flowed into the IV as Jessica finished strapped Chloe down. Jake watched the whole thing wide eyed with fear and trembling concern.

Jake's eyes darted around the room, his dental phobia and love of ladies in medical scrubs clashing. The normal small dental light was replaced with a wide large, bright surgical light array, spotlighting the chair in warm white light.

The large anesthesia machine loomed, beside the chair its clear plastic mask ready to cover Chloe's nose and mouth, promising oblivion. He was mesmerized, watching Chelsea's curvy body move with precise movements, his heart pounding as his fear and his secret medical fetish collided together.

"Hello Jake, Kim" Amanda purred, as she turned to a computer and pulled up his X-rays on a nearby monitor. "What are we working with Kim?."

Kim grimaced a little at Amanda, stepping closer. "Oh, Jakey's been a bad boy Doctor Steel his home dental care's a disaster. Plaque everywhere, a crack on 19, and those molars? Trouble brewing. He's not great..... been neglecting those teeth something awful. You'll want him back for a deep clean, and I know probably more."

Dr. Amanda frowned, zooming in on the scans. "Seriously, Kim? This is worse than I expected. That hairline crack's deep he's lucky it hasn't become a serious infected abscesse yet."

Kim nodded, crossing her arms. "You were right about his dental care, he's a mess. Also has a cavity's that a doozy to.... upper left, practically screaming for a filling. He's gonna need some serious work."

"Great," Amanda muttered, tapping the screen. "Another project. We'll get him sorted can't have my IT guy falling apart at the gums."

Jake barely heard, what they said after his attention fixed on Chloe, now fully strapped down, Jessica's soft reassurances fading into the background. "Jake...... Jake" Amanda said again, shaper he numbly turned towards her. "You still have all four wisdom teeth too. You'll want those removed... eventually, I mean. No rush. I've set you up for another appointment next Saturday for a deep cleaning and perio-chart exam. No time today."

She paused, then looked at Chloe and shook her head adding firmly, "I will see you on Monday, Jake," dismissing him without another glance. She turned to Chloe, her tone softening. "Alright, Chloe, let's get you nice and comfortable Chelsea will have you take deep breaths now so don't be nervous."

Jessica, perched on a stool beside Chloe, laying out a tray of gleaming dental tools forceps, elevators, scalpels her hands quick and precise. She pulled her surgical mask up over her mouth, tying it deftly behind her head, her eyes warm as she leaned closer to Chloe. "You're doing so good, sweetie," she murmured, her voice muffled but sweet. "Just relax, I'm right here with you gonna help Dr. Amanda make this quick and easy."

Chelsea adjusted the IV line, watching Chloe's eyes flutter as the sedative began to take hold, then turned to the anesthesia machine, prepping the controls.

Jake stumbled out of OPR 1, leaving Kim behind, and quickly walked almost ran to the lobby, already hearing new sounds from the room the low hum of the anesthesia machine kicking on, a faint beep of monitors, and Jessica's muffled voice coaxing Chloe as the procedure began.

His dentist terror and medical fetish swirled in a chaotic, electric storm as he ran out into the lobby. Glad he had the rest of Saturday and Sunday to get his mind and body under control.

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(Monday)

Monday rolled around, and Jake couldn't shake the gnawing worry about his upcoming dental deep cleaning and perio-exam with Dr. Amanda.

The X-rays from Saturday haunted him and what they actually had found, as he had not been truly listening when he had been in OP1 on Saturday, and what else would Dr. Amanda find during her thorough exam inspection? Cavities? Cracks? or maybe something far worse?

His dentist terror had kept him awake since, replaying Kim's probing and Amanda's stern

dismissal in OPR 1.

As the week went on he tired to focus on work and not the deep cleaning. However the occasional looks he got in the lunch room, and in the hallways from all the ladies did give him pause. It was like they all know something he didn't, and only he was out of the loop on this office secret.

By Wednesday, he was a ragged mess bags under his eyes from multiple sleepless nights his nerves felt frayed, his mind spinning with dread over what Dr. Amanda's sharp eyes and sharper dental tools might uncover.

Desperate for any clue about what was coming he logged into the office's appointment scheduling system from his computer in the server room, his fingers trembling slightly.

He found his appointment easily glaring in black and white: Saturday, 9:00 AM with Jessica. However some odd codes stood out on the side area that he was unfamiliar with "Bx, Nitrous, Deep Cleaning" his stomach already felt weak, an uneasy feeling started to build as he opened Google and searched 'Dental codes Bx what does that mean?'

He watched the blue search bar at the top move, as the results loaded, and he caught his breath as he saw the results.

He read google's top results right below the search bar

"Bx in dental term stands for Uncooperative behaviour code. Usual referring to a patient that is unknown to be nervous and prone to violent reactions to dental work. Often requiring sedation and restraints to be used in dealing with patients given this code"

Jakes knees wobbled, the words landing like a knife to the heart restraints, sedation, all because he'd flinched looking slighty jumpy and nervous?

He swallowed hard, switching back to the appointment again, he noticed there where additional side notes for the appointment that taunted him with a red Restricted Access tag requiring a separate secure password. Restricted? Ha Not for him. He smirked faintly, cracking his knuckles, happily and hacked into the note it with a few minutes of clever code keystrokes.

He clicked the side note open and the text sprawled across the screen, both detailed and damning almost making him tremble In sheer panic!

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Patient: Jake - Appointment Notes;

"Patient exhibits jumpy behaviour Kim & Jessica recommend Bx/Nitrous for all future appointments for him due to clear signs of uncooperative tendencies and extensive dental work required. X-rays reviewed; significant neglect confirm multiple molars compromised, cavity progression advanced, multiple possible extractions needed.

Dr. Steel agrees, after reviewing initial X-rays that mandatory restraints, and sedation is necessary.

Patient is too jumpy for standard treatment; teeth in worse condition than Kim's initial report; multiple cavities, and major dental issue found. Bx & Nitrous essential for treatment, and non-negotiable and will be enforced.

Dr. Amanda Steel

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His stomach plummeted further, bile rising. Restraint? Sedation? Extractions? Dr. Amanda had seen the X-rays, confirmed the mess, and pegged him as too skittish to handle it straight. Panic clawed at his chest. No way was he facing that Saturday not with Amanda's drills and Kim or Jessica's restraints waiting. Thursday morning, he fired off an email to deal with it.

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Subject: Cancelling Saturday's Appointment - (Family Emergency)

Dear, Dr. Amanda: "A family emergency has come up and I need to cancel Saturday's appointment. Sorry for the inconvenience will reschedule for a future date.

Best,

Jake

Chief IT Systems Analyst

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He hit send, relief flooding him as he finished the day, the office humming quietly. Friday he felt lighter and refreshed he had slept wonderfully, the patient load thinned out, and by lunch, the treatment rooms were quiet.

He smiled happily it was the perfect time for a quiet early escape. He was in the server room, zipping his bag closed, when Chloe, the petite blonde receptionist with a sly smile, poked her head in. "Hey, Jake, there seems to be an issue with the patient computer in HYG 1. Patient's due soon can you go check it out quickly before they arrive?"

"Ya Sure Chloe," he said, forcing a grin. "Last task, then I'm gone" he thought. He hefted his bag, following her down the hall, plotting his exit right after. But as he stepped into HYG 1 he began to feel slightly concerned as he took in the room.

The dental chair was already fully reclined down, the papoose board was unfolded and ready, Velcro straps dangling open and waiting. Tools gleamed ready on a tray scaler, probes, explore picks, mirror, suction wand lined up with precision.

The nitrous machine was also powered on and humming quietly, its hoses coiled, a full face mask resting on the cart. Makes sense, he thought feeling a small flicker of concern, a patients coming in so I better make this quick. He crouched by the computer base, checking the cables first when the door clicked shut.

He leapt up and spun, heart racing. To see Kim stand there, locking the door, her teal scrubs hugging her 30DD chest. Jessica flanked her, navy scrubs straining over her 34DDs, their expressions both looking determined.

"You're not sneaking out of your Deep Cleaning, Jake," Kim purred, her voice a sultry command. Jessica nodded, crossing her arms. "Dr. Amanda's orders no dodging this appointment."

Jake scoffed, pulse racing. "Sneaking out that is ridiculous ladies come on, I've got a family emergency. You can't seriously think I'm trying anything or lying about it." He said as he edged toward the nitrous machine, feigning nonchalance, hoping to draw them away from the door so he could escape.

"Look, there's nothing else going here, just a quick fix here, and I'm out. I have a family emergency, family needs me this weekend. The appointment can wait till after....."

Kim tilted her head, unconvinced. "Family emergency, huh? That's what you said in the email convenient timing, Jakey." She stepped closer, closing the gap, her floral perfume hitting him like a wave, a heady mix of jasmine and musk that made his head swim.

He leaned slightly, down drawn by her scent, his voice faltering mid-sentence. "Yeah, it's real, I swear, I just need to help my.... M"

He stopped dead as Kim yanked her scrub top over her head, tossing it aside. No bra just her incredibly 30DD breasts spilling free, full and heavy yet impossibly perky.

Her tanned skin glowed, her areolas wide and dark, circling nipples that jutted out, rigid and ripe, a faint sweat sheen making them glisten under the light. They swayed slightly with her breath, bouncing as she shifted, her hard nippled pulsing with a sexual invitation begging to be sucked.

"Like them, Jakey?" she purred, stepping closer, her voice a velvet tease. Jake's mouth dropped open in stunned shock, his eyes glued on her naked tits, his brain short circuiting, his cock twitching as he stood frozen, utterly speechless.

Jessica meanwhile moved silently behind him, quietly snagging the full anesthesia mask from machine and hitting a couple buttons while Kim, showed off her breasts, giving a subtle nod, and they pounced together. Jessica slammed the mask slammed over Jake's nose and mouth, the rubber sealing tight the hissing nitrous gas already flooding in, sweet and cloying, hitting his nose and lungs hard.

He gasped, coughing instantly feeling light headed as the gas hissed loudly in his ears, his vision blurring. "Ahhh hey..... wait stop this...." he mumbled, staggering as dizziness crashed over him. Kim lunged, forward wrapping her arms, around him her bare breasts pressing hard against his chest, nipples grazing him through his shirt. Jessica pressed the mask down harder, her other hand wrapping around his neck in a choke hold, steering him back towards the dental chair.

Jake thrashed, panic surging. "Get off me you two!" he yelled, twisting violently, his legs kicking as he fought to get free of both woman. The gas was quickly dulling his strength, but he managed to get one arm free and swung it, catching Kim across the chest, and shoving her back. Her tits bouncing wildly as she stumbled, but she recovered, pouncing again her grip like iron as she wrestled his arms down to his side again.

Jessica grunted, "Hold still, damn it!" yanking him harder, her nails biting into his shoulder as she dragged him back. He lurched forward for a moment toward the door, dragging them both with him for three steps, four his sneakers squeaking, as he strained to get to the door before Kim hooked a leg around his pulled tripping him, and making him stumble backwards.

Jessica pulled him fast as he stumbled backwards throwing him back pitching him to crash onto the dental chair, his head hitting the head rest with a clunk as the papoose board shook. He gasped and lay still for a sec stunned as both woman pounced on him.

Kim straddled his hips, pinning his arms to his chest with her thighs squeezing him, her bare breasts swaying as she forced his arms to stay at sides. "Quit squirming, Jake you're not getting out of this!" she snapped, her voice sharp and breathless as she leaned her fully weight into him, her hands clamping his wrists.

Jessica dropped the mask briefly, seizing each wrists from Kim and slamming them into the Velcro straps. "Gotcha Jake hold him tight, Kim!" she barked, her fingers working fast, cinching each wrist strap with a loud rip of Velcro. "Arms down, no more bullshit or running!" She looped the torso strap across his chest, yanking it taut, the fabric biting into his ribs as he gasped, "Kim, get his legs he's still kicking!"

Kim shifted, her thighs squeezing his legs harder. "Oh, I've got him don't worry stay still, Jakey, you're mine now," she growled, smirking as Jessica grabbed an ankle, wrenching it into place. "His right Leg secure it quick!" Jessica ordered, tightening around his leg, then she lunged for the other leg. "And two done!" she said, Velcro digging deep as his body went rigid, fully restrained. The dental chair groaned under his continued struggles, as he tried to break free but the straps held him tightly.

"Sorry, sweetie," Jessica murmured, brushing his hair back as she placed a nasal mask onto his nose, the hiss of gas resuming. "We'll make it up to you we promise but Dr. Amanda insisted you get a good deep cleaning."

Kim leaned forward, her hands gently brushing the hair from his face, her breast hovering in front of his mouth. Jake's mind spun but he thought what the hell as he lunged up to latched onto Kim's left nipple, determined to at least enjoy sucking on her nipple before the gas took him, and they deep cleaned his teeth against his will.

He sucked her delicious nipple his tongue swirling over her stiff nub, tasting salty sweat, drawing it deep into his mouth. Kim moaned, low and throaty, "God, that feels really nice Jakey," she murmured as he worked her nipple deeper, his lips tugging, his tongue flicking out to tease the hard tip.

Time stretched, with Kim's soft moans filling the room as he sucked her yummy nipple, lost in the sensation, the gas softening his edges making him feel hazy. Jessica's voice broke through, "Hey, Kim, sorry but we've gotta get started."

Kim sighed, reluctantly pulling her tit free with a wet pop, her nipple glistening with saliva as she got off and put her scrub top back on. "We'll take care of you, Jakey," she whispered, her voice a soothing hum as he floated, the gas pulling him deeper, his vision fading to a hazy blur.

Time must have passed again, as he then heard the voices of Kim and Jessica cut through the fog. He blinked, groggy, and saw them looming, over him again but now they were transformed.

Their scrubs were layered with blue disposable surgical gowns, rustling with every move. Blue surgical masks covered their mouths, eyes glinting above, and their hands gleamed in extended cuff long blue surgical gloves.

"We're going to do you're cleaning together," Kim said, her voice muffled but warm. "Let the gas take you to a nice happy, floaty place ok." Jessica checked his nasal mask adjusting the controls and the gas flow got stronger, filling his nostrils, with the sweet smell deepening his drugged haze.

Kim opened his loose mouth and wedged a rubber bit block between his teeth, forcing his jaw wide open, the bitter taste of sterile rubber coating his tongue.

Kim clicked on the surgical light, its beam blinding him as Jessica clipped a suction wand to the corner of his mouth, the gurgle starting as it sucked saliva away.

They both leaned in, tools glinting Kim with a scaler, Jessica with a probe and water

gun. "Look at this buildup," Kim murmured, prying at his lower incisors, the scaler scraping with a sharp scritch-scritch. Plaque flaked off in gritty chunks, the pressure stinging as she dug into his gums, a coppery tang of blood seeping out, sucked away with a wet slurp.

"Oh, sweetie, you've let you teeth get bad," she cooed, grinding the scaler against a molar, the vibration jarring his jaw, more blood trickling. Jessica's probe tapped an upper tooth tap... tap and he flinched, a sharp pain lancing through the drugged haze.

"This cavity's nasty," she said, pressing deeper, a dull throb pulsing, blood welling up, the suction slurping louder as she sprayed water. "See that spot? It's soft Amanda's gonna drill that one soon." She shifted to another spot between his molars, her probe catching. "Oh, and hear an interproximal cavity, deep too. Might need a root canal and crown here." Jake moaned a muffled whimper escaping despite the gas, his eyes wide with dread at the news.

"Shh, honey, you're okay," Kim soothed, her voice sweet as she switched to a sickle probe, hooking tartar on his canine scraping and tugging his gum, a fresh sting flaring as blood flowed, but she wiped a gauze square over it coming back streaked red. "We've got you, Jake don't worry."

Jessica glanced at his tense face, reaching for the nitrous controls. "He's still jumpy let's bump this up," she said, twisting the dial up the gas surging stronger his whimpers softening to a slight sleepy moan. "There we go," she cooed, her surgical mask crinkling as she smiled. "Almost there, sweetie will take care of you."

Kim nodded, her tone reassuring. "You'll be okay, I promise just float for us." Her ultrasonic scaler buzzed, rattling his skull, water spraying, pain spiking as it hit a tender spot his groans, muffled, the gas tethering him to calm. Kim then polished with a gritty paste, the motor whining, blood and paste swirling away as they murmured, the cleaning dragging on, his mouth feeling raw and throbbing.

Time blurred, until a tug at his jeans jolted him. This eyes fluttered open, hazily and he saw Kim between his legs, pants unzipped and around his ankles, his throbbing cock in her mouth. Her blue surgical mask was pulled below her chin, framing her sultry grin as her lips stretched around him, taking his slick hard hot cock into her wet mouth.

Her tongue swirled round his shaft, sucking hard, her throat constricting as she took him deep, gagging slightly. Her blue gloves gripped his base, stroking him firmly and slow, the latex feeling cool and smooth, the friction of both was mind blowing.

Saliva dripped, from her mouth coating his shaft and balls, the wet slurp obscene as she worked him, her latex gloved hand pumping in rhythm. Pleasure ripped through him his balls tightened, his cock pulsing, so close to cumming but then she suddenly stopped, pulling off his cock with a wet pop.

Jake moaned in sadness, a desperate whine escaping him as she licked her lips, her eyes glinting seductively. "Sorry, Jakey," she whispered, voice dripping with lust, "but you're gonna cum in my pussy." Kim rose, over him quickly tugging her scrub pants off, her naked body gleaming as she

mounted him atop the dental chair.

Jessica loomed above his face her grin sultry, as she yanked her scrub top up to reveal her 34DD breasts full, round, bouncing free, her nipples pink and rigid. "Suck them, Jake," she purred, as she pulled the bit block from his mouth and pressed one breast to his lips.

He obeyed, with out question sucking her hard, stiff nipple against his tongue, her moans of pleasure vibrating through him. He let himself got lost in the pleasure sucking deeper, swirling his tongue, her tit soft and warm, her scent intoxicating until Kim's heat snapped him back the present.

Now completely naked, her bare pussy hovered over his cock, hot and dripping, her lips swollen and glistening with arousal, her clit peeking out. "I've wanted this dick inside me so bad," she gasped, slamming down, impaling herself in one swift motion.

Jake groaned in renewed pleasure her pussy was a tight, scalding vise, her walls clenching him like a fist, every inch of her gripping him as she rode him hard.

Her juices gushed out soaking his balls, her ass slapping his thighs with a wet, loud smacking sound. She ground her clit against his pelvis, her moans raw and animalistic, "Fuck, you're so big and thick Jakey your stretching me so nicely," her 30DD breast bouncing wildly, as she road him.

Jake sucked Jessica's nipple harder, the dual pleasure sensations shredding him, until she pulled free, her voice husky. "God, I'm soaked please need you to eat me out." She pleaded ripping her scrub pants down, revealing a tiny black thong clinging to her hips. She yanked it aside, exposing her naked dripping pussy pink and puffy, already glistening with thick, sticky arousal that dripped down her thighs.

Her clit was throbbed visibly, red and swollen, framed by a neat arrow of dark pubic hair pointing to her slick, eager entrance. She straddled his head as she lowered herself slowly, her musky scent intoxicating as her wet lips brushed his mouth.

Her pussy pressed down, hot and sopping, her juices flooding his mouth as he began madly licking, and sucking her clit hard, her taste sharp and tangy. He could feel her inner thighs trembling against his cheeks.

She began to rhythmically rock her hips, moaning, "Yes, Jake, fuck right there, eat my pussy just like that!"

Kim rode him faster, her pussy a relentless, squelching grip, her breaths ragged. "Make us cum together, Jake," she gasped, syncing with Jessica. "Please right Nowwww!" He thrust his tongue deeper into Jessica's dripping slit, lapping at her clit, her juices smearing his face, while his hips bucked harder into Kim's soaking, hot cunt.

Suddenly they screamed in unions Kim's pussy spasming and clamping down on his hard cock as her pussy milked his cock as her orgasm rolled over her, Jessica's thighs clamped like a vice around his head as her pussy gushed, drenching his face in her juices.

Jake felt his own orgasm exploded, his cock pulsing violently as he came deep inside Kim, shooting thick, hot spurts of cum flooding into her pussy, as she shuddered, enjoying a second climax as she felt him pulse and cumming in her. She shuddered one last time and collapsing onto his chest, panting, grasping and twitching.

Jessica slid off, his face stumbling to a stool, legs spread wide, her pussy dripping onto the floor, her swollen lips still twitching with aftershocks. "I get to fuck him next," she panted. Kim, sprawled on Jake, laughed weakly. "Agreed." Jessica smirked, and leaned forward cranking the nitrous high. "Sweet dreams, cutie," she whispered, as she kissed him deeply, and the nitrous gas pulled him down into a deep, drugged sleep.

Jake jolted awake in the server room in his chair at his desk heart pounding. He leapt up checking his clothes that were inexplicably fine jeans zipped, shirt slightly untucked but intact.

What the hell? His mouth felt tender and rather raw but also fresh with an odd after taste he couldn't identify. Had everything that just happen been a wild medical sex dream, it had to be right? There was no way he had just Fucked Kim in the dental chair or eaten out Jessica could he?

He felt hazy but glancing at the clock: 4:35 PM, time to go. Shaking his head, he grabbed his bag and stumbled down the hall toward the lobby, still dazed. Chloe poked her head out of the lunchroom, her sly smile glinting. "Oh, Jake, there you are I have note from Dr. Amanda." She said handing him a folded paper, and he opened it, reading: "Appointment rescheduled for Monday, 4 PM. I'll examine you post cleaning. Dr. A."

Kim breezed by, blowing him a kiss. "Your dick was great," she whispered, winking. He jumped, bewildered, as Jessica passed by next her hand grazed his shoulder. "Loved your tongue, but my pussy wants that dick next," she murmured, kissing his cheek quickly with a laugh before sauntering off down the hall.

Dr. Amanda watched the show from further down the hall a slow, wicked smile coming to her lips, her eyes locked on a visibly shaken Jake as he turned and headed for the frosted door to the lobby area.

She nodded to both the ladies, and turned, leading Kim and Jessica into HYG 2 as Jake pushed through the door.

Inside HYG 2, Amanda shut the door and spun to face them, her voice sharp and demanding. "Alright, you two tell me everything. The whole damn office could hear you fucking him in there." Kim laughed, a throaty chuckle, leaning against the dental chair. "Oh, Amanda, you should've seen his cock was rock hard, throbbing in my mouth, and when I rode him? He stretched my pussy so fucking good, and came so deep inside me I'm still dripping."

She grinned, then sobered, her tone shifting. "But his teeth? Total disaster I'm afraid off multiple issue but to start on the top he has a cavities on the upper left, there's a interproximal one that is so deep it's screaming for a root canal and crown, and the lower right molar? Cracked, might need an extraction if it's too far gone. Tartar was thick as hell, but the cleaning scraped most of it off so it's a little now better."

Jessica smirked, cutting in next. "His tongue was amazing Amanda licked me so deep I soaked his face, came all over him." She nodded at Kim's list. "She's spot on I'm afraid so many issues, soft spotted one on that upper molar, interproximal cavity's a nightmare, root canal's a must, and that cracked lower one's shaky. Could be an extraction, but the cleaning did smooth things out some."

Amanda frowned, nodding slowly, her mind ticking. "Alright, Monday at 4, I'll tackle it drill that cavity, start the root canal, check that cracked molar for extraction and see what else is waiting, then I get my taste of him after.

But listen you two," she fixed them with a stern glare, "Chloe, Isabella, Chelsea and Vanessa they're circling him too. We're sharing based on the draw order got it? No hogging or cutting."

Kim's eyes narrowed, her jaw tightening. "Share? Fuck that I'm not letting just anyone have him." Jessica's face darkened, her arms crossing as she snapped, "Especially not Chelsea that bitch doesn't get a piece of him. He's ours."

Amanda's smile turned dangerously cold and unyielding. "Tough shit girls. Monday he is mine first, and than Chelsea like we all agree if she doesn't want in, that's her decision but we need to keep this under control, and do things how we agreed or the whole office will be fighting over him. The both of you need to deal with sharing him got it!"

Jake climbed into his Jeep Wrangler, shaking his head, his mind a jumbled room of odd thoughts and feelings. Was that a dream? Did it happen? His clothes were fine, but his mouth ached, and those whispered comments from Kim & Jessica's echoed and felt too accurate.

He couldn't tell, but one thing cut through the fog: he felt deeply relaxed, fucking happy, a bone deep satisfaction he couldn't shake. He started the engine, a bewildered grin tugging at his lips, and drove off, still lost in the haze of emotions as he drove home.

To Be Continued...