Booking a Meeting on Friday Afternoon
This afternoon, Ms. Clark was faced with quite a few tasks and this was just one more distraction, yet it was an important one. Caring for herself and keeping track of doctors' appointments was extremely important to her.
She switched her phone to "do not disturb" mode as the nurse walked out of the waiting room and called for her.
They made their way through the waiting area and into the third examination room together.
"Please weigh yourself for me," the nurse said.
"And I'll measure your blood pressure and temperature. Please just relax," she added.
"Ms. Clark, unfortunately Doctor Smith had to return home early today due to a family emergency," the nurse explained.
"I can reschedule you, but we have a new doctor here who is amazing, Dr. Fling. Would that be suitable for you?"
"Yes, that's fine, thank you," responded Ms. Clark.
Although she'd been visiting Dr. Smith for several years, it was merely a yearly physical, which made her believe any doctor would do.
"Kindly undress for me, you can though keep on your bra and underwear," the nurse said.
Ms. Clark found this strange, but the nurse explained, "Every doctor is different, and Dr. Fling prefers having his patients undress before the exam, would that be alright with you?"
Undoubtedly annoyed, Ms. Clark agreed.
She removed her blouse and hung it on the coat hanger in the corner of the room. She unzipped her leather skirt and stepped out of it, folding it and placing it on the chair.
"Why didn't you hand me a gown?" she wondered, but the nurse didn't bother.
She climbed up onto the stool and sat on the examination table, causing the crinkly paper to make loud noises.
Ms. Clark felt quite exposed, wearing only a blue lacy bra and white cotton panties. She crossed her arms to keep her body warm in the cool draft blowing through the room.
Five minutes felt like an eternity to her as she sat there, shivering.
Knock, knock, and Dr. Fling entered the room. This was not the woman doctor she was expecting; he was a man.
"I had no idea your practice had male doctors," she nervously joked.
"We're expanding rapidly and bringing in a lot of new patients, so we decided to add some male doctors," he explained timidly. "Are you comfortable with me conducting your physical today?"
"Guess it's too late to change now," she jokingly replied, feeling uneasy.
"Excellent, let's proceed with the physical," he said.
"Do you have any significant concerns or new medical issues?"
"Just the fact that I'm now being checked by a male doctor," Ms. Clark said, still sounding like a joke, but deep down she was concerned.
"This is just a basic physical, we'll be done soon," he reassured.
Ms. Clark's subconscious whispered, "He'd love to be in and out," causing her to conclude, "Stop it!"
"Let's listen to your heart," he said as he gently placed his cool hand on her shoulder and the icy cold stethoscope on her back.
"Breathe in and out deeply," he instructed.
Ms. Clark tried her best to remain calm as he moved the stethoscope to the front of her chest, lingering close to her breasts and covered by only her lingerie.
"I need a clearer view of your thyroid," he said while slowly moving the stethoscope to one side of her neck.
Carefully, he continued, "Let me adjust this a bit more."
Without waiting for her to respond, he slid the strap of her bra down her shoulder, sending a tingling sensation down her spine. He repeated the process on the other side as well.
"Ok, let me undo your bra so we can perform a quick breast exam," he said.
Ignore her dismay, he undid her bra without asking.
"Have you noticed any concerning symptoms?" He inquired, placing one hand on her left breast.
Ms. Clark was speechless but managed to force out a "no."
"Awesome," Dr. Fling replied, using both the pads of his fingers to examine every inch of her left breast before moving to the other.
He instructed her to complete the same task with the other one, then inquired, "could you go ahead and rest on the table for me?"
She complied, and as he tenderly massaged her breasts, she was surprised to find herself enjoying it.
He gently twisted her right nipple between his fingers, and that did it for her. A warm sensation surged within her panties, the last piece of clothing remaining on her. She could barely suppress the dampness flooding between her legs.
"These look fantastic," he remarked, snapping her back into reality.
"Thanks, they're completely natural," she hastily responded.
He blushed deeply.
"I didn't mean it like that, I just wanted to make sure there were no worrisome lumps," he stammered.
"Oh doctor, please forgive me! I absolutely misconstrued your intentions."
"It happens on occasion, and I'm certain it'll occur again," he replied, attempting to move past the incident as quickly as possible.
He then turned his attention to her midsection, pressing his fingers deep into her abdomen. This felt pleasurable as well. However, she grew uneasy. Dr. Smith had never required her to disrobe, but she had never been stripped naked by a physician. What if this was his intention?
What if he intended to experience it in its entirety?
Would he be able to detect her arousal? Would he notice her dampness? So awkward!
As he continued down her stomach, he provided an answer.
"Since it's been a while since you've had a pelvic examination, I'd like to peek inside your underwear if that's fine with you?"
Her only response was a furtive nod.
Gently, he slid her underwear down her legs, baring her eyes.
"If you wouldn't mind, could you please lift your knees and let your legs fall open?" he requested.
Hearing these words made her shiver. She obliged as he donned rubber gloves.
The "snap" from the glove triggered a response.
He smeared some lube on his hands and rubbed them together circularly.
"Just relax," he commanded.
This was easier stated than done. He then stretched her lips apart, his eyes focusing on her exposed regions.
Fortunately, if he noticed, he didn't betray it.
Gently manipulating two fingers in her, her kitty was an invitation to a carnal encounter.
The second finger engaged her back gate. This was an unprecedented experience for her.
It was both warm and slippery, uncomfortable and painful, but intensely arousing.
He left his fingers in place, prolonging the awkward moment.
As he removed his fingers, she thought, "please don't stop."
Alas, he continued the invasion.
"Just one more test I need to conduct," he stated, sliding a finger back inside her while inserting a second into her anus.
This had never transpired before, and she felt confused.
It was warm, slimy, and made her exceedingly uncomfortable, but the pleasure surging through her body was insurmountable.
She was actively considering her admiration for this kind of activity, however, she'd need to mull over her fascination at a later stage, preferably not while a physician's hands explored her nether regions.
She was unable to suppress the sounds of anguish.
"This is completely ordinary," he proclaimed, no longer showing the earlier hesitance. It was as if he had been in control this entire time.
She could not suppress her moans.
"These feet are perfectly healthy," he supposed, fighting for control in an awkward situation.
Instead, what was unveiled was a man two fingers deep inside both of her orifices, slathered in lube.
If this was a typical Friday afternoon appointment, she was moaning and grinding into those fingertips.
And so, the patient and physician enjoyed an unusual and unexpected encounter.
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