Thursdays were always TV days: Sonja loved her medical series about the handsome doctor in a Tyrolean mountain village and secretly doted on the main character. Her friends always made fun of her a little, but she didn't care. She turned off her cell phone so she wouldn't be disturbed, snuggled up in her blanket and drank a glass of red wine with the show. "Oh, how great he always is with the patients," she enthused out loud and joined in the excitement. Then she realized that she was getting tired, but she really wanted to catch the end of the show. She didn't make it and fell into a deep sleep ...
Sonja's crazy dream about the doctor
Sonja strolled leisurely through the alleyways of a small mountain village with a basket - she was wearing a dirndl and had her hair braided into a pretty crown. Her basket contained bread, sausage and cheese - everything you need for a hearty snack. "Hello, Sonja, where are you going?" the shopkeeper called out. "I want to go to the doctor and bring him his snack!" she replied. "You're a good girl!" the grocer called back. Sonja went on her merry way straight to the doctor's surgery. She stood in front of the door and the doctor opened it for her: "For you," Sonja said to him kindly. The doctor, who no longer looked like her crush but like her ex-boyfriend, said: "That's very sweet of you. Come in and I'll show you my surgery."
Sonja entered and now found herself in a workshop. A strange practice came to mind, but she accepted it with a brief shrug of her shoulders. Then she saw patients trying to repair a car. "Employment is so important," commented the doctor in ex-boyfriend guise. "When we were still together, you never really appreciated my workshop." "Oh yes, I just thought you could have done more with yourself." "So I wasn't refined enough for you?" Sonja ignored the question and walked behind him. "And what job do you have for me?" she asked instead. "You're my personal assistant - your job is to make me happy. Think of something and come back tomorrow!".
So the next day, Sonja went to the practice again with a basket of bread and the grocer called out as she had the day before: "Hello, Sonja, where are you going!" "I want to go to the doctor and bring him his snack!" "You're a good girl!" When she arrived at the surgery, her doctor's ex-boyfriend opened the door: "Here, I've put some cake and wine in your basket today. Does that make you happy?" she asked him. "Yesterday, you provided a hearty snack. Today I get cake and wine. That makes me happy. But make an effort. What makes me REALLY happy? Come back tomorrow!"
Sonja finally fulfilled his dreams
Sonja set off on the third day - without a basket. The grocer was just about to ask again where she wanted to go when Sonja called out: "I'm going to the doctor, my ex-boyfriend. I'm going to make him happy today." "At last you're a REALLY good girl!" the grocer shouted back. Sonja stood outside the practice: "What are you bringing me today?" "Just me!" said Sonja, "take me as you please." The doctor's ex-boyfriend smiled, took her hand and walked with her into the examination room. "I've waited so long for this," he said and grabbed Sonja's skirt urgently. "Oh yes, me too - now I remember!" He took off her knickers, lifted her up and sat her on a table. "Then let me be your uncle doctor," he whispered and kissed Sonja passionately.
She returned his kisses and then giggled: Funny, she thought, just like in a fairy tale - the third wish always comes true. While she was still thinking about it, he opened his smock and pulled out his bulging privates. Sonja could hardly wait and opened wide - he pushed up the skirt of her dirndl and penetrated her. "You're doing fantastic, doctor," she exclaimed. He moved back and forth very slowly at first and enjoyed watching Sonja squirm in delight. "Oh, I've really missed you," she moaned. He gripped her firmly by the hips and his thrusts became faster and stronger. Sonja thought she was in heaven and experienced sex more intensely than ever before. He became faster and faster and Sonja thought she was going to faint from arousal. Until the cathartic climax came and she screamed and screamed with pleasure ...
"Is everything all right over there?" Sonja heard a knocking in the background and slowly woke up from her dream. She was in a daze because she still felt like she was having the best sex of her life. The knocking didn't stop. Then she realized it was her neighbor. Sonja staggered to the door and opened it: "Sonja, child, are you all right? You were screaming so loudly," the neighbor asked worriedly. "Yes, everything's fine, Mrs. Maier, I was just dreaming!" "Well, they must have been dreams," she remarked. Sonja thanked them for their sympathy, closed the door and went back to the sofa. "Oh yes," she thought, "maybe the dream was a sign and I should call my ex again. Or maybe I'll dream about MY doctor again."