I was having an issue with my right testicle. Well, not really an issue per se, it was about three times the size of my left one. So I thought maybe I should have it checked out. So I made an appointment with my doctor and didn't think too much about it after that. Well, not as much as you can when one of your nuts is triple the size it should be. (Spoiler alert, it was cancerous, I later had it operated on and lived happily ever after.)
Let me tell you about my doctor. She's very tall, very attractive with long red hair and amazing green eyes. She has a great ass, but even better she has big boobs. Usually tall women have small boobs, but hers are pretty big. I'm guessing 36DD, although I obviously don't know for sure. I even joined the book club my doctor was in just so I could spend more time with her. The fact that I liked to read books and I was the only guy in the club didn't hurt either. I don't know if I was in love with her, but I was definitely in lust with her.
When I got there the parking lot was deserted. I thought this was weird, then I remembered that I had a late appointment, due to my work schedule and I was probably the last patient of the day.
The woman behind the counter wasn't the usual receptionist, but a very pretty girl in her 20's with long blond hair and blue eyes. I told her I had an appointment with Dr. Karen and even though I was the last appointment of the day, I still had to wait. This is a power trip doctors have over us mere mortals. But knowing now what was to come (literally) it was worth the wait. I was reading this months book selection "Find Her" by Lisa Gardner when Dr. Karen came out. I glanced back at the blonde girl who flashed me a smile. Hmmm, maybe I could get her number on the way out.
After the usual checkup with the eyes, ears and reflexes, Dr. Karen told me to undress, as I had given a brief explanation of what the issue was when I made the appointment.
"Wow, that's a lot bigger than I thought it would be," Dr. Karen remarked.
"And I'm not even hard yet," I quipped.
"Ha,ha," Dr. Karen replied, giving me a playful slap on the arm.
Then she told me to lie down on the table. I did.
"Does it hurt?" She asked.
"No," I answered.
"How about when I do this?" She asked, poking my right testicle with her fingernail.
"No. It feels numb," I replied.
"Okay. And everything else still works okay?" She asked grabbing my semi-hard penis and giving it a couple of shakes.
"As far as I can tell," I replied, not quite believing my doctor was touching my penis in a not so medical way.
Just then there was a knock at the door. "Are you ready?" a voice asked.
"Yes Cindy. Come in," Dr. Karen said.
'Cindy?' I thought. 'Who the hell is Cindy?'
In walked the blonde woman sitting at the receptionists desk.
"Cindy, this is John, John this is Cindy," Dr. Karen introduced us.
"Uh, Hi," I mumbled.
