Seducing My Gynecologist.

Seducing My Gynecologist.

Giss Dominguez

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Gisel had always pined for that mysterious client. Some time later, she discovers what a gynecologist is. He invites her to a session, thinking that her tremors were due to some illness. What will happen between the sessions?

Chapter 1 1

"How will you find that boy?"

Ana looked amused at her companion. She was taking a new order.

"I want more potatoes! "commented a child, Gisel filled her recent one a little more.

"Do you prefer to serve capricious children all your life? "He wanted to know, he had one of her hands on his hip.

"Hey!" the unknown child protested.

"Thank you so much for coming to Lesig."

He sighed, on that day there had been many unruly little ones along with their parents. That partly exhausted him.

But he had no choice.

It was either that or live on the street.

"Are you thinking about why you work here again?"

"That's right, Ana."

Many times Gisel would just stare at nothing in particular, with her hand resting on her right cheek.

Other times, her eyes were lost in him.

In that boy, neat.

With reddish hair, and his blue highlights.

He was so beautiful.

She always kept looking at him, even in those moments, when he wasn't around, she kept thinking about him, at every moment, the image of that boy appeared in her mind.

He had come closer, but he had moved away in an instant.

But something made him stop, the boy spoke to him:

"Hello Can you bring me a coffee and toast? I haven't been served yet."

She immediately understood why he had not been served yet, and turned her head, a little annoyed with her friends. They greeted her with dissimulation. Ana stuck her tongue out at him. She even showed him a sign that said talk to him.

She began to make signs to him that they were going to die. Sliding her fingers under his neck towards her friends.

"Are you all right?"

"Yeah, I just got hot."

"Hot? Today is one of the coldest days of the year."

"It's just that it's about to come."

As soon as he said that, he wanted to put his head in some earthen pit and never take it out again.

He slapped himself mentally for the awkwardness he had mentioned next.

"Oh I see, I'm actually a gynecologist. Don't worry, it's normal."

"I'll be right back for your order!"

What's worse, I did it while shouting.

"What's wrong? "asked Ana.

"I told her I was hot, because it came to me, I want to die. The only good thing about this, I already know your profession."

"What does he do? "Melissa asked me.

"He's a gynecologist."

"Oh, you'll have someone who can give you good massages."

"Ana!"

"Well girl, go and take his order to him."

"What?" No, I refuse.

"Gi, you have to go. Poor man, abandoned."

I sighed, he knows where those creatures, that I called "friends", have got me.

I was working here, exactly 2 years ago. She was now 22 years old. At first, it had been hard for her to give up her career, but she had no choice. She had to pay her rent, and she couldn't pay for herself by living on air.

When she brought him the order, her hands never trembled.

"Is she all right? I see her very upset in her condition. Wait... "She mumbled, and took out a notebook, "I'll give you an appointment, so I can see you in my office, okay?

"I..."

"At half past nine or earlier?"

"I..."

"If you want, I'll book you in at nine o'clock."

"Yes... "Yes...

"Great, I'll see you tomorrow."

She nodded, as she walked away somewhat confused.

"Did she give you her number? "asked Ana excitedly.

"No..."

"Did he ask you for it?"

"No, Melisa."

"I know," exclaimed Ana, "he wants to take you to a restaurant, or to a motel.

"What? "No.

"Come on Gi, tell us."

"He gave me a turn," I snorted.

"But that's good "mana".

"You say so, Ana? "Gisel commented.

"Yes, she pretends to be sick? Very sick.

"Melisa, but..."

"So you'll have more dates with him."

"Ana, it's for the gynecologist."

"¿Y? Take advantage of it.

She sighed, fervently understanding that she would not make her friends change their minds. The moment the order was ready, she approached the round table, which is located on the right side next to a window. Her hands were still shaking, and it wasn't because of some strange disease, he apparently supposed.

She was very nervous about his presence.

The man, looked at her a little surprised. She was a slender girl, with strangely unruly hair. It was noticeable, the care taken to hold it up, but there were some loose strands caressing her forehead. He could not help, for some reason he did not know, to look at her lips.

Her lips , they were very pink , and they were half"open . At that moment she was biting them, releasing them little by little until they were a little swollen from the previous action.

Julian, for some unknown reason, closed his eyes momentarily, trying to forget her.

He was in too much trouble to pay attention to someone who didn't comb her hair.

He looked at his phone in frustration. That day, he had to pick up his 4"year"old daughter Emma. He had divorced her two years ago because his wife had cheated on him. The worst part was not the cheating itself, but the fact that they had been together since they were little kids.

"Here is your order. Do you need anything else? "Gi bit her lips nervously.

"No thanks, you may go."

"Excuse me, I'll take your order."

She couldn't believe what had happened. She had felt so shaky, and for a moment she couldn't look away from his beautiful eyes. She stood sighing, as she wiped the bar again and again. She could appreciate , despite the distance , , , his arms contracted into strong muscles, each time he cut a piece of his food.

"Why was he handsome even when he ate?"

The only thing she knew how was that she was very attracted to him . she was completely anxious , to go to that shift , she had invited him . Never in life , she had expected that

name so, he would talk to her. Although it was probably because he thought she was sick. She had to take advantage of that, so she could get to know him ñ however difficult it might be. And Giss was not one to give up. And neither was she this time.

She did not care , Now more than ever she would try to seduce him a , dé lugar.

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