At nineteen years old, Liv Miller had never been seen by a gynecologist. It wasn't too surprising seeing as Liv had grown up with just her Uncle Oliver, who had been pretty useless when it came to teaching Liv about her growing, blossoming body. Well, now it was in full bloom and after a quick trip to the nurse on campus, it was recommended that the young woman have a full exam with an actual gynecologist.
So, that was how she ended up there, sitting on the padded exam table in nothing but a thin, ugly-patterned gown. This was embarrassing. Liv had never been nude in a doctor's office before and it just felt... Really weird.
Every time Liv would shift, the wide strip of protective paper would crinkle loudly. She mostly just kept her nose in her phone, aside from when she was talking with the nurse and telling her what was going on. So far, everything was going fine. It was just like any other trip to her regular doctor besides the fact that she was nude.
"Miss Miller, it's nice to meet you. I'm Dr. Boss, I will be performing your examination today," Liv looked up from her phone when she heard the voice, looking over as the man was closing the door.
Oh no.
The doctor before her was not what she was expecting. When Liv had made the appointment it had been with Dr. Lewis, an older man. Not this handsome, blond stud that was looking at a tablet as he pulled the circular rolling stool under him and sat down. The only things that showed the man was older were the deep-set smile lines on his face and the slight greying of his thick, blond hair.
Liv placed her phone down beside her on the exam table, clutching the top of the gown a bit. The back had been tied by the nurse, but she was sure it didn't hide much. Not that Liv was overly modest, this just wasn't the time to show off her body.
Well, maybe it actually was in a way.
Dr. Boss looked up from his tablet, smiling politely at Liv. "What brings you in today?"
"Where is Dr. Lewis?" Liv asked, looking away from the man. Her face was neutral, showing no emotion here nor there, other than the light blush on her cheeks that couldn't be controlled.
Dr. Boss rolled over to the counter, placing his tablet down, and opening the drawer to get out his gloves. "Unfortunately, Dr. Lewis was needed for an emergency and I am taking his patients for the rest of the day. Is that alright? Or would you rather reschedule with him?" The man asked, holding the gloves, but not putting them on yet just in case.
Liv thought about it for only a moment, deciding she was being ridiculous. Sure, her doctor was attractive and he was about to be seeing a side of her no other doctor had. Hell, no other man had ever seen the things he was going to. "No," She finally answered. "It's fine," Not only did she feel like she was being foolish, but it wasn't like she had all the time in the world for doctor's appointments. Liv had classes and a job as well, freeing time had been a struggle as it was.
"Alright," Dr. Boss then went to the sink and began washing his hands, drying them well before pulling on the gloves. Liv didn't know why she noticed, but he didn't have a ring on. "Now, do you have any concerns? Or are you here just for a regular exam?"
The nurse had already taken all this information, but Liv was used to this. Even at her family doctor's office, she would have to repeat herself to the doctor.
Fuck, this was going to be embarrassing.
"I... Noticed that the last time I was with a guy it hurt and I couldn't... get excited I guess," Liv was blushing even darker. "It's never happened to me before and I talked to my roommate about it. She told me to talk to the nurse on campus, then I was told to make an appointment here," she explained, eyes focused on a diagram on the wall of the parts of a vagina.
She could hear Dr. Boss hum softly as if he was thinking. "I see. Have you ever seen a gynecologist before?" he asked, rolling over to her, sitting right in front of the woman and was now blocking her view of the poster. Liv shook her head, just then noticing that she was still holding onto the neck of the gown and her palm was even beginning to sweat.
"Okay, just relax for me," the doctor said in a calming tone. The first thing he did was run his fingers over the sides of her neck, pressing lightly. "I am going to start with a breast exam. It's important that you have one annually as well as doing them yourself every couple of weeks," Dr. Boss explained as he carefully took the neck of the gown between his fingers, pulling it down until it was right under her breasts.
As confident as Liv was with her body, she did feel pretty self-conscious. Being under the harsh, unforgiving lights of the sterile room didn't help at all. Her breasts were large and, even at her young age, they sagged slightly. Her nipples were pointed more diagonally than they were straight.
The doctor didn't seem to notice, or at least he didn't care. This was his job, after all, Liv wasn't sure why she was so nervous. His large, gloved hands came up, both of them focusing on her right breast. Liv couldn't watch, she had to turn her head as he felt the doctor's fingers pressing around the sides at first. He was thorough, pressing and feeling all the way around the mound before moving to the softer, middle area.
"When you're doing this yourself you are mostly looking for lumps, but if you feel anything abnormal feel free to call the office," Liv felt that he had leaned in a bit because of his hot breath tickling her sensitive skin. The feeling made her body react uncontrollably, most noticeably her pale, brown nipples hardened. Less noticeable was the wetness she began feeling between her legs, which was mortifying since Liv knew he was going to see it during his exam.
The feeling of his gloved fingers slowly circling her areola and erect nipple just made it worse. Liv wasn't sure if this was part of the exam, but she said nothing. Not even when he pinched down lightly, making her gasp faintly. She noticed that the doctor stopped for a moment, pushing some of her long, black hair out of the way and behind her shoulder before he began working on the other breast, starting the exam over.
As the doctor worked, Liv tried to focus her mind on the multiple diagrams and posters on the walls. She was actually reading them, doing what she could to pull her mind out of the gutter, but it was pretty hard once he got to her nipple again. This time instead of pinching Dr. Boss began brushing his thumb over the nub while also squeezing gently with his fingers. She felt his other hand rest on her bare knee and Liv was positive that this was completely out of line.
Even so, she was still silent as her heart began to race. It felt good. Much too good for what it was supposed to be. Liv felt dirty for letting the older man do this kind of thing to her, but it wasn't like anyone was going to know.
Liv wanted to press her tit against his hand to show him that she liked it, but she remained perfectly still. That was until she felt his lips around her nipple and his tongue flicking at it. "Wh-What the hell?" Liv snapped, her hand automatically coming up and pushing the doctor back by his forehead, messing up his perfectly styled hair slightly.
Instead of being angry, Dr. Boss laughed, "Relax Miss Miller," he said, his tone fully professional as Liv gathered her gown, pulling it over her chest. Her eyes were wide and her brows narrowed, but her cheeks were on fire. The doctor brought his hands to her arms, rubbing them very gently. "You told me you were having a problem becoming aroused, I am just trying to stimulate you and see for myself,"
Liv's face did not change after his "reasoning", "Do you expect me to believe that?" She asked sharply. This was the longest she had been able to look Dr. Boss in the face and she watched as he gave her an almost playful smile. 'Who the fuck does this guy think he is?!' She thought as she leaned away from him a bit.
His hands slipped from her arms and down to her knees. "Well, if you'll allow me, I would be interested in seeing if it worked," His voice was calm, smooth, and confident.
If it was possible, Liv blushed even darker. "Fucking pervert," She snapped, "Do you do this to all your patients?"
"No. I don't get attractive, nineteen-year-old, college students telling me they aren't able to get wet," the doctor's playful smile turned to a smirk as he ran his hands up her legs slowly.
This was so fucked.