Naria injures her leg and exposes her body to the therapist.

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Naria Teases The Therapist

Naria

finished storing the silverware in the top cabinet. They seldom used

the special dinnerware but yesterday was a special occasion; Naria and

Toby celebrated one year of marriage. Their sex life had never been so

good, and both enjoyed the special meal they prepared together,

including using the good China and silverware.

Naria

closed the cabinet door, turned on the chair, and hopped to the floor.

Toby, sitting at the table, heard a popping sound and Naria immediately

collapsed to the floor, hollering and grabbing her right thigh.

"Ah.

Toby, help! Ah." Naria continued hollering and began sobbing. "Get me

to the hospital, Toby! God, it hurts!" Naria said, between sobs and

groans.

Toby

drove quickly to the nearest hospital where they signed in and waited.

Eventually, a nurse took her back to a room, gave her a shot for pain,

and the doctor examined her leg.

"What's the verdict doctor? Is something broken?" Toby asked, because by then Naria, with the pain meds, was almost comatose.

"No,

not broken. Naria has suffered a thigh contusion. She pulled a ligament

in the upper thigh. We'll schedule her for some tests, but she probably

won't need surgery." The doctor sent them home with a prescription for

pain and told Toby to make her stay off the leg for a couple of weeks.

Rest, ice, compression and elevation. That was Naria's schedule for the

next two weeks. Then physical therapy.

Toby

took Naria home, helping her walk into the house, then putting her to

bed. "Just sleep, Naria. You'll feel better when you wake up." He wasn't

sure Naria even heard him, so he turned out the light and left the

bedroom.

Over

the next two weeks Naria improved. At her two-week follow-up exam the

doctor prescribed a month of therapy. At home, they discussed their

options.

"I

don't want to be a bother, Toby. I feel like all you do is look after

me. I don't want you taking me to therapy four times a week; you won't

get any work done."

"Well, what if we can find a therapist to come to the house. The insurance will still pay."

"I

like that idea," said Naria. That afternoon they researched therapists

in the area and settled on Stan. "This says she was recently certified,

so she'll know all the modern techniques. Please call her."

Toby called the office and Stan arrived the next morning.

Ring. Ring. "I'll get it." Toby opened the door to find a handsome young man.

"Is Miss Naria home?" The guy looked like a high school boy; he couldn't be more than sixteen.

"Wait, we scheduled a Stan for therapy."

"That's me, in the flesh." The young man gave a wide grin, and Toby invited him in and led him to the bedroom.

Naria saw the guy and hollered, "Wait, I'm not decent!"

Stan blushed and turned away and Naria quickly covered up.

"Sweetie,

this is Stan." Toby watched Naria's face as he introduced the young

man. Her face showed surprise, then confusion, and a slow grin crossed

her mouth.

"Well,

well. Nice to meet you, Stan. Come on in. I'm decent now, so we can get

started." Naria winked at Toby and he smiled and left the room.

"Where do you want to work, Stan?"

Stan reached down and felt the bed. "Well, the bed seems firm enough. We can do it right here if you want."

"Here is good. How do you want me?" Naria looked down at her body and smiled. Stan also looked down.

"Uh,

er, well, uh, just lie flat on the bed and I'll start." Naria threw off

the covers and Stan gasped. She was only wearing white cotton panties

and a cotton bra, basic everyday underwear.

"Oh, I-I'm sorry!" Stan quickly covered his eyes with his hand and turned away.

"Do you want me to put on a robe?" Naria asked, wide-eyed. "You're like a doctor aren't you? I hope I didn't embarrass you."

"Well,

not a doctor exactly, uh, do you mind putting on a robe?" Naria took

her time getting out of bed and finding her robe in the closet. She

glanced in a full-length mirror beside the closet and saw Stan watching

her butt. This was going to fun!

Naria

tied the robe loosely and laid on the bed, fully stretched out, and

Stan began his work. Naria pulled the robe up her injured leg and tucked

it into her crotch.

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