Today seemed like a nice peaceful day at the medial office I worked in, as the schedule was unseasonably light. That made for a much happier mood for me and the staff, which is a great change. Normally, it is non-stop and there isn't a lot of extra time to spend with patients, but today was an abnormal day.
A day full of seeing patients for annual physicals seems to be normal these days, even on lighter days, and today I only had physicals for younger people, which was a relief. Those are always much easier, and I am able to fly through those, having some spare time to catch up on other things.
My nurse, Mandy brought back the last patient of the day, a woman in her 30's, who was there for a complete physical. I looked at the chart before I walked in the room, and she seemed to be a healthy young woman, who had no complaints.
"Good afternoon!" I greeted Samantha, as I walked into the room, smiling.
"Hey there!" She said, happy to see me as I walked in.
"It looks like we are doing a complete physical on you today. I just wanted to make sure that that is correct." I asked her.
"Yes, that's exactly right." Samantha said. "It's been a while since I have been to a doctor, so I wanted to make sure I got
everything
checked out."
Samantha was a 35-year-old woman, athletic in appearance, thin but muscular, long brown hair, that rested just below her shoulders. From a quick glance, she seemed to be healthy, following a good diet, and exercised regularly. We went through all the routine medical history questions, and everything was normal.
"Let's get you to hop up on the bed, um- examining table," I said to Samantha, "so I can take a good look at you." I listened to her heart and lungs, and all sounded normal.
I continued the exam and said to her, "I'm going to have you get undressed from the waist up, so that we can do a breast exam. I will give you a gown to put on, so this way you will be covered, and more comfortable."
Samantha smiled and said, "No problem. I don't think I have ever had a breast exam before."
With that, I handed her a gown, and turned to face my computer, allowing her to get changed. Samantha said, "You don't have to turn away, doctor. You are going to be examining them in a minute anyway."
"Well," I said, I wanted to give you a bit of privacy to change out of your clothes." I continued, "Are you ready now?"
"Oh, I'm ready!." She said eagerly. Samantha was sitting on the table, the opening of the gown was in the front, allowing her large perky breasts to be almost completely exposed. "Let's have you lay back, and I can examine your breasts now..."
Before I finished my statement, Samantha looks and me and said, "I don't know how to do a breast exam. Do you think that you can show me how to do one?"
"Of course, I can show you how to do an exam on yourself." I said.
"Can you show me how to do one on someone else? So, I can watch you?" she asked. "This way I can see exactly what you are doing, and I can learn better." She looked at me, with what appeared to be puppy-dog eyes.
I have never had this request before, but I figured that Mandy, my nurse, wouldn't have a problem with me using her as my demonstration. I messaged Mandy on my computer asking her to come in to assist me.
Within a minute, Mandy was in the room. I explained to her, "Samantha is asking if I would show her how to do a breast exam on someone. Are you okay if I do a breast exam on you?" Mandy blushed, but said, "No problem." She was wearing a button down top, and slowly undid the buttons, and I could see Samantha watching her as she undid each one. I couldn't help but watch her gaze, which never left Mandy's hands moving down her shirt. Mandy removed her shirt, exposing her breasts in a black lacy bra. I saw Samantha squirm in her seat, and I felt a small quiver of warmth between my legs, in seeing Mandy exposed like this. She then undid the clasp of her bra, which allowed her perfectly perky breasts to rest on her chest. I almost felt myself gasp at the vision of how her breasts appeared flawless, with her nipples the perfect size. I saw Samantha's eyes light up at the sight of Mandy's breasts.
I had to break the silence, "Okay Mandy, let's have you sit in my seat, and I will pull up a chair in front of you and show Samantha how to do a breast exam." I allowed Mandy to sit on my chair, and I slid another chair close, so that her legs were sitting between mine.
"First, we need to raise the arm of the side we are going to examine." I said. I lifted Mandy's arm above her head, by running my hand along her side, up, under her arm, and slowly raising her arm so that it rested above her head, never losing contact between my hand and her skin. "Then," I explained, "you need to cup the breast and run your hands over it, to make sure there aren't any lumps where they don't belong."