** Part 1 introduces a lot of the storyline before they make it to the doctor's office **
"Hey, sleepyhead, you awake?" She woke up to him rubbing her back and whispering in her ear. She yawned and turned over to look at him.
He was already up and dressed, wearing a white button up, navy tie and grey slacks. For a doctor, he liked to dress nicely instead of wearing scrubs. It was his clinic after all, he could do whatever he wanted.
She rubbed her eyes and smiled at him. "Good morning."
"Good morning, love. Did you sleep well?" He sat down on the side of the bed.
"Mmm, yes I did. You already off to work?" She cuddled into the blanket thinking about how loving he was last night.
"Yeah, I'm running a bit late - but I'm really looking forward to our appointment today. Can you be there in about an hour?"
She leapt up from her sleeping position. "Shoot! What time is it? I need to call in to tell my work I can't make it today." She frantically searched for her phone around her side table.
"Woah woah, it's okay. I already called in for you. Doctors orders." He winked at her.
Relief shot through her. "Wow, thank you, babe." She was so grateful to have someone she could rely on for a change.
He started to put his shoes on. "Alright, I've got to get going to take care of a couple of things, but I'll see you in one hour at my clinic, okay? Oh, and maybe take a bath to relax before heading over. It'll help with the...de-tensing." He winked again and headed out the bedroom door.
When she heard the front door shut, she started to get out of bed and get ready for her appointment. The clinic was walking distance so she had plenty of time.
'What does one wear to physical therapy...for a vagina?" She thought out loud. She walked to her closet to take a look at her wardrobe. She had been to regular physical therapy before to help loosen her tight hips, maybe she should dress how she dressed for that. Cropped hoodie, short athletic shorts, warm socks (because clinics are always so cold). She should probably skip panties, since he'll make her take them off anyway.
Her heart started racing as that thought crossed her mind. Had she thought through this enough?
She decided not to overthink it and take her bath. She went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. She pulled out her epsom salt, and some eucalyptus and frankincense essential oils and dropped a few drops of each into the bath. Then, to top it off, she added a sprinkling of dried rose petals.
After lighting some candles by the rim of the tub, she stripped off her clothes, played her favorite lo-fi hip hop mix and lowered herself into the tub. He was right, her muscles were already loosening up a bit. She laid back and shut her eyes, enjoying the silence of the morning.
After 20 minutes, she got out of the bath, dried off and dressed. She had just enough time to drink a protein shake and head out. She usually worked out early in the mornings but the physical therapy was taking precedence today.
She arrived at the clinic 5 minutes early and didn't know if she should come in through the lobby or if there was a side entrance he wanted her to come in from. She hadn't actually visited him at his clinic before, so she didn't know it well. The front lobby would have to do.
"Hi there, can I help you?" Said a male receptionist when she walked in.
"Hi...um...I have an appointment for 9am, I think." She started to fidget with her purse a little, not knowing if he had officially put her in his appointment calendar or if she'd have to explain this very personal situation to him.
"Ah, yes. Welcome to our clinic. I'll let him know you're here." He seemed to understand and walked through the doors to the treatment area.
After a few minutes of waiting awkwardly, she saw her boyfriend's head pop out from behind a door. He had put on a white lab coat over the outfit she had seen him in that morning. "Hey, you. Come on back." He had a clipboard and everything. She smiled and walked over to follow him through the door.
As they were walking to their treatment room, he said "Wow, you look great. So relaxed." He rubbed her back as he said this, making her feel more comfortable.
"The bath helped." She said, smiling. She was grateful to him for making small talk because she was feeling really out of place.
"Alright we're here. Take a seat on the patient bed for me." He said, as he shut the door behind him and locked it. Then, he pulled over a roller stool and rolled over to where she was sitting.
He searched her face. "What are you feeling right now?" His hand moved to her knee and it felt nice and warm compared to the clinical environment around them.
She kind of blurted out her feelings in her uncomfortable state. "I really don't want your employees to know what we're doing. Do they know you have an appointment with your girlfriend? I can just imagine what they're thinking right now."
He had a look of understanding on his face. "They don't have to know what we're doing if you don't want them to. I can keep the paperwork private. But they do know that you're my girl. I can't keep that a secret. And as far as what they're saying...well, I'm the boss, so I'd like to see them try and say something." She hadn't seen him assert his dominance like that before. It was kind of sexy. She looked down, getting embarrassed about being turned on in a doctor's office.
"Now, are you ready to start? I want to make sure we make full use of this time." He returned to the gentle voice that she's used to. He walked over to an arrangement of tools and gadgets and pillows aligned on a counter.
"I think so...what is all this stuff?" She started to get flashbacks of metal clamps being inserted inside her and tensed up.
"These are all the things I wished I had last night to help you." He picked up a wedge-shaped pillow and brought it over to her.
"Now, lay down for me and let's put this wedge pillow underneath your lower back. It'll help change the angle and take the pressure off of your entrance. I was beating myself up last night for not having one for you."
"Oh, that's okay." She brushed his worry aside, a reflex she has when there's too much attention being put on her.