{Usually when I write a true story about something, they get panned pretty good as not being believable.
But this one really did happen. It just popped into my head this morning when some Doctor made the news for using his fingers more than he is supposed to.}
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The year was 1962, the world as we know it today did not even exist.
The 60's were the hippy years, flower children, free love was in the news.
The tiny and very conservative town I grew up in was untouched by that. Showing up with long hair around our town just might get your head shaved for free and a ride to the city limits, usually none too gently.
I had met and was dating this gal named Sharon, and that is her real name. We were together nearly 8 long years, we still keep in touch using social media, of course in 1962 to communicate one sent a letter.
We might still be together but there was a war and I was called. One does not leave a mildly oversexed housewife alone for months on end and not expect things to happen.
And happen they did, as I found out once back home due to a couple of holes in me.
Had the situation been with total strangers, I might have been able to understand. While overseas, I did a few things that I was not proud of myself.
But it was with people I knew, and our town was small so everyone knew. Not something I could deal with.
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Dating was fun with Sharon, we got to the point of necking a lot, some groping but just through clothing. As far as any real skill in the art of seduction?
I had none at all, not a clue really.
I did decide she was the one, and asked her to marry me. She was very happy at the idea, so the date was set. Our parents did the usual freak out at the idea, after all, I was barely 19 and Sharon was 18.
But finally they relaxed and accepted the idea. Part of that was the fact that Sharon was so tiny, she only weighed 93 pounds so my Dad and Mom found her cute and likable. Her Dad was a mellow kind of guy, her Mom might best be described as a bit of a bitch.
I got quite a few comments about not "defiling" her daughter until we were married.
I would have anyway if I could have, Sharon wouldn't let me. Like I mentioned, we did neck and make out but just through clothes.
We did need that license, to get one we had to go see the Doctor. At that point in my life I had never even been to see one, except for the school Nurse that doubled as the girl's Physical Education instructor, and also as a part time librarian.
Even that was just because I had a nasty cough once, she checked me and sent me home where Mom and Grandma were the ones who treated me. One other time I sprained my ankle playing flag football, that was my sum total of experience with anyone in the medical field.
Sharon and I went into the Doctor's office together, when we called they insisted on it.
Doctor Gruber was in his 50's, there was an older lady at the front desk and other than her, that was it. No one else was in the small building.
He showed us into the back, put us in two different rooms.
He asked me some questions, made some notes, then told me to strip down for the exam, and left. Like I said, I had no idea at all about Doctors, so I bashfully did what he asked.
There I sat on his table, naked as a Jaybird, with my hands over my groin. I must have sat there for nearly 20 minutes, not knowing what was coming.
Then the door opened and the woman that had been behind the front desk came in. She took my blood pressure, shined a light in my mouth, looked inside my ears, then made me stand up and walk over to the scales to weigh me.
I was so embarrassed that I could not even think, she didn't really ask me to do anything, she just told me. She kept looking down at my genitals, which I was desperately trying to cover up with my hands.
That didn't work, she had me raise my hands over my head and turn my face to cough as she reached up and lifted my balls.
I did that like she asked, too. By then I was getting over being shy, after all, these were Doctors.
The older lady left, then Doctor Gruber came in. He had what looked like the same clipboard in his hand that the nurse had, and he was reading it.
"You look like a nice and healthy young man, let's check you out." He set the clipboard down and had me sit on the edge of the table.
That was cold, so cold it was almost a shock but I managed. I was still holding my hands over my groin.
I got poked and probed, then he tugged at my hands and I didn't want to move them but finally I gave in to his authority and did as he asked.
He handed me a small glass cup and told me he needed a sample, I thought he meant to pee into it but he told me to "milk it out."
I finally realized what he meant, and did as he asked, my face scarlet. He just stood there and watched that, somehow I managed and just as the ejaculation hit me he reached out and tipped the end of my penis into the little jar.
Then he took a cotton swab and wiped the end of my penis, stuck that in a different tube and put a lid on it.
"Is there any burning, pain, discomfort of any kind?" He asked me.
"No." I told him.
"How much sexual experience do you have?" He asked.
"I don't have any, I never...." My voice trailed off.
"I thought so. Well, we will talk later." He gave me a grin.
Then he told me to go ahead and get dressed and to go wait in the front room.
That was terrible, the older nurse that had just seen me naked was sitting out there behind the desk, she kept looking at me and smiling.
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It was almost a full hour later before the Doctor came out and said something to the woman behind the desk. She nodded and looked over at me.
A few minutes later she got up and told me to follow her. We went back down the hallway to the other room, she opened the door and told me to have a seat.
The first thing I saw was Sharon sitting there, she had a flimsy cloth gown clutched tightly around herself, and she would not meet my eyes.
I sat down and waited.
Again it was a good 15 minutes before Doctor Gruber came in, once again he had that clipboard.
"You kids are both virgins, I see, correct?" We both nodded.
"Well, there are some things you need to know. What I am going to do is explain a few things, it will help and make your lives together easier." He gave me a big grin.
"The first time you engage in sex can be traumatic, especially for Sharon here. She is small, so you will need to be very gentle, OK?"
I nodded again, glancing at Sharon her eyes were downcast and her face was bright red.
"How much do you know about the female anatomy?" He asked.
I grew up on a ranch, so I knew all about farm animals and what they did. I mentioned that to the Doctor.
"It's a lot different with humans, son." He grinned.
Then he walked over to the table, reached out and opened Sharon's thin gown.
I was suddenly confronted with her bare breasts, I had never seen them before, not even a little bit.
Her eyes went wide and her arm came up automatically to cover them, but the Doctor reached out and stopped her.
"It's OK, you will get used to this, Dan here is going to be your husband." He told her.
Sharon sighed and dropped her arms.
I went instantly erect!
The Doctor began to poke and probe Sharon's breasts, talking about how to be gentle, especially with the nipples.
"Some women are extremely sensitive, so touch them lightly at first until you find out what she likes." He was rolling one nipple gently while looking at me.
Sharon's jaw went slightly slack but she didn't resist.
"OK, lean back." Doctor Gruber reached out and lightly pushed on Sharon's chest, she lay back on the table.
Then he tugged the lower portion of her gown up!
There it was, a large mass of jet black pubic hair, with just the hint of her vagina showing through the hairs.
