Skin Check

Skin check

I've always had a good relationship with my dermatologist. About every six months or so I go in for a full-body skin check, ever since being treated a few years ago for some suspicious little spots--mostly on my arms and face, but occasionally elsewhere.

She has always been extremely professional and respectful, treating my naked body matter-of-factly as she raised or lowered that stupid exam gown to do her job. And it doesn't matter that I have talked and joked with her on social occasions and even at church. My lack of clothing in the exam room is just part of getting looked after, for my part, and a part of her job every day. I don't know how many naked people she sees in one week, but I'm certainly not the only one. What I'm saying is that our relationship has not in any way been sexual or romantic.

Until this last time.

It was just routine to start. Dr. Stark's nurse escorted me to an exam room, made a few updates in her laptop, pulled a gown out of a drawer, and left. I proceeded to disrobe, piled my clothes on a chair, slipped into the open-back gown and fussed with the string ties, and sat down on the paper-lined exam table.

Now, I'm a grower, not a shower. Normally, as I've waited for Doctor Stark, my stuff even draws in a little bit, so that I have a nice, tight ball sack and a mighty rod that's resting between an inch-and-a-half to a bit over two inches long. This time, the room was warm and my mind was relaxed, so my penis was already somewhat longer--maybe three inches or so--and my balls were hanging loosely between my thighs. I wasn't really thinking about that, as my mind was on some plans I was working out for my job.

I know Doctor Stark well enough that we've been on a first-name basis for some time. So when she knocked and came in, she greeted me with, "Hello, Eric."

I responded with "Hi, Diana. How are you?"

We exchanged pleasantries for a minute or two, and she started the exam, having me raise my legs so she could examine my lower body. Soon she asked me to stand, and she went behind me first, checking my shoulders, back, butt (with a quick peek between my cheeks) and thighs. We were chatting about our summer vacations and the upcoming football season all this time. She's a Packers fan, and when I follow any team, it's usually the Vikings.

After examining my arms and hands and freezing a couple of spots on my left hand, Diana came around to my front and first lowered my gown to look at my chest and stomach. It was at this point that I felt a couple of twitches in my penis, and to my dismay felt it starting to grow. This had never happened before, despite the fact that Diana Stark is a beautiful woman. She cuts a fine, slender figure in her scrubs, with gently rounded hips and ample but not overly large breasts. When I've seen her in civilian clothes, I've always thought she was sexy and attractive in a modest way, and she often has a bright twinkle in her eyes. In some of our social interactions, I have almost felt that she might have been flirting with me. That would have been okay with me, but I was never sure.

Anyway, by the time she knelt down in front of me and raised the gown, I was already growing a bit. I wasn't erect, but I wasn't flaccid, either. Somewhere in between. Not wanting to break the rules in this exam, I didn't say anything. What could I say?

I sensed that Diana was a little surprised--after all, she's examined me several times in the last several years, and I'd never shown a physical reaction before. But I thought she was keeping her cool when she asked, "Anything of concern in your groin area?"

I did happen to notice that her eyes were riveted on my stuff, but I calmly replied, "No, haven't noticed anything." And my penis twitched a little, right in front of her.

She said, "Hmm. This is gonna be pretty unprofessional," and to my utter astonishment, she leaned in and literally sucked my tumescent cock into her mouth. While I stood there dumbfounded, she sucked on my growing member and swirled her tongue around it as it became fully erect.

Suddenly she drew back, my cock slipping out with a squishy plop, and she clapped her hands over her mouth and blushed bright red.

"Oh, my God, I can't believe I just did that!" She gasped. "Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod!" Standing up and turning away, she buried her face in her hands and moaned quietly.

"Diana," I responded, "it's okay! It's okay!"

"Oh, my God!" She exclaimed. "I'm gonna lose my license! Oh, my God!" And she started to cry into the palms of her hands. I realized that she might be over-reacting, and was obviously stressed out.

"Diana," I said. I reached out, but pulled back before I touched her. "No, you're not getting into trouble! It's just me here. It's okay." I paused. "Not that you didn't startle the bejeebers out of me!"

She giggled even as she cried. "No! That was so wrong! I'm so sorry! I don't know what made me do that! I'm so sorry!" She was curled in on herself as she spoke, looking at me with tears and fear in her eyes.

At this point it seemed okay for me to take her into a hug, and she didn't object.

"Diana, I'm your friend," I began. "In fact, I've been wanting to get to know you better." I chuckled. "This is an odd way to start, but whatever!"

She giggled again, but straightened up and put her hands on my arms.

"I'm so embarrassed, Eric. I just couldn't help it!"

Diana started to say more, but I said, "Look, let's go have dinner somewhere. I like you, and I would be thrilled to spend some time with you." I took a risk and kissed her forehead. "Besides, you've gotten a jump on me. Maybe we can figure out a way to, you know, even things out."

At this, she got that twinkle in her eye.

"Thank you, Eric." She squeezed my arms and smiled warmly, tears still gleaming in her eyes. "Maybe we can."

Stepping back a bit, she said, "You could come to my place, and we could eat in."

I grinned and replied, "Or we can go someplace quiet and... eat out."

We both started laughing, and the exam was saved.

Later that evening {the narrator said in a TV announcer voice...}

Dinner passed pleasantly, and our conversation was lively. At some point it began to be more flirty, assisted perhaps by the very nice red wine we consumed. As we were walking out to my car, Diana leaned into me and held onto my arm in a way that was both affectionate and a bit horny. At my car, I kissed her on the lips, and she responded eagerly enough that we were trading tongues passionately.

"Mmm," I said as our lips separated. "It's a beautiful night. I know a place you might like."

"Oh, take me... there!" She whispered, and laughed again. She reached down and gave my growing erection a squeeze through my trousers. I held her door for her, then went around to the driver's side and slid behind the wheel. As the engine came to life, I was aware of Diana shifting in her seat in what looked to be an awkward way. But suddenly she held out her hand and dropped her panties in my lap. "Don't take too much time," she advised.

It was indeed only a few minutes until I pulled into a driveway up the hill and drove past the framing of the new house I was having built. As I braked to a stop just past the house, the lights of the city displayed themselves in glorious brightness below us. Diana gasped, and was quick to open her own door and step out.

"Oh, Eric, this is beautiful! Is it yours?" She asked as she hurried around to the front of my car.

"Yes, I just got it last winter, and the builders are hoping to finish before it gets cold this fall." I took her hand and pulled her into a hug. "And one of the best things is--no neighbors!"

It was true. This piece of hillside placed the nearest neighbors over a hundred yards away on either side, and there were trees providing me with the privacy I wanted.

"No neighbors?" She asked. "What are we waiting for?"

And so we kissed, locking lips and thrusting with our tongues. I felt her breasts pressing into my chest, and she rubbed her belly against mine, happily squeezing my cock between us.

Diana moaned as my hands found her breasts, and I squeezed them gently as we continued to kiss. She raised her hands to her collar and furiously started unbuttoning her blouse, and in short order I helped her slide her bra up and gained access to the bare skin of her breasts and nipples. One of her hands found the bulge in my pants, and she ran it up and down the length of my penis as she moaned.

I bent down and licked a nipple, then took it in my mouth, causing her to shudder and laugh excitedly.

"Ooh, it's electric!" She exclaimed. "Oh, yes!"

I raised my head, looked her in the eye, and said, "I suggested something earlier about 'eating out.'"

With that, I took her by the hips and lifted her up onto the hood of my car, right above the wheel well. She laughed wickedly as she wiggled into a comfortable position, and I raised her skirt and spread her legs further apart. "It's time I returned the compliment you gave me earlier."

Lowering my head between her legs, I inhaled her arousal as I kissed the mound in the middle. She shuddered again as I ran my tongue around her inner thighs and above her lower lips. I could tell by the distant city lights and the feel of my tongue that she had a small landing strip of pubic hair, and I could tell she was already very wet. So I ran my tongue up her slit.

She sighed and spread her legs, giving me better access and a better view as her sex parted invitingly.

Finally, as she ran her fingers through my hair, I licked from her vagina up and over her clitoris, and she moaned, "Yes-s-s-s!"

I repeated this move several times, then focused gently on the prominent nub of her clit as she began breathing heavily and squeezing my head. I leaned into it, increasing the tempo of my licks and tweaking her clit as I went by.

Diana's panting increased suddenly, her legs clamped around my head, and her quiet moaning turned into a high-pitched wail as her body shook with her orgasm. Eventually she lay back on the hood of my car, breathing heavily and rapidly. I used this opportunity to stand up, pull off my shirt, and kick my shoes off. My socks, pants, and boxer briefs followed, and by the time she raised her head, I stood before her stark naked. The city lights gave a soft glow to my skin and to the surroundings.

Diana cried, "Help me get these things off! I want your cock." So I tugged on her skirt as she raised her hips, and tossed it aside. She threw her blouse and bra away, then slid forward on the hood of the car.

"Now! I'm on the pill, so feed that thing to me now!"

She was positioned on the hood in such a way that the head of my prick was nudging at the wetness of her opening. I rubbed it up and down to lubricate, and as I began to slide in, Diana slid forward and enveloped me in the velvety wetness of her vagina, and it felt oh, so good. I put my hands on the small of her back to get purchase, and we both moaned as I began thrusting in and out.

I was too excited to last very long, and I told her so.

"Go for it, Eric! Give it to me!" She exclaimed. And she pinched my nipples with her hands.

That's all it took, and she clenched her inner muscles around my cock as my orgasm took over, and I swear it was the best ever.

Later, we lay naked together on a blanket, under the stars and the city lights, reveling in the afterglow and the warmth of our feelings. We marveled at the constellations we could see, and talked about things.

"Now I'm not sorry for what I did in the exam," she said. "But it was really, really unprofessional of me. I'm glad you understand." She leaned on her elbow, facing me, her left breast resting gently on my arm. She ran a finger up and down my soft penis. "I broke up with a guy a couple of months ago, and I thought it was really special. He didn't turn out to be the guy I thought he was. I've been lonely, and sad, and a bit horny."

Resting her hand now on my chest, she lowered her voice. "I've had my eye on you in a speculative way for some time," Diana said. "Any encumbrances that would be in our way if we made this a thing?"

"Nothing could make me happier," I responded. "No, no encumbrances, no other relationships. And I like you a lot."

"I'm glad," she answered. As she began rising up, she said, "And I'm still horny."

She loomed over me and straddled my hips, taking my softened penis in hand. Before it grew again she tucked it into her vagina, and we both enjoyed the feeling as my penis became a cock and filled her up.

Shortly she began rising up and down, and I folded her breasts into my hands, tweaking her nipples playfully. Her body was backlit by the lights below, and I've never seen a more beautiful sight.

This time I was able to last as she rode me, and as she began to wail I once more emptied myself into her.

It was growing light with the dawn when we dressed and made our way back to the rest of the world.