It has been years since I last shared a story of my life on Literotica. After the last story of Shari and me, we received too many unpleasant emails so limited our visits to reading of the exploits of others. This afternoon, we had a truly Literotica shareable experience so I'm back for at least one more story.
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As part of my regular medical care regimen, I had my annual skin check exam with our dermatologist office. The APRN Melody gave me a very thorough exam that bordered on inappropriate. As she examined my legs, her gentle brushes went a bit too high up my thigh to qualify as standard office procedure. Whenever she checked a spot or touched me, her manner was more a stroke than anything else. As she proceeded, I thought that if there was not a nurse and a medical student also in the room, I would have asked if I could touch her in the same manner she was touching me. Or, at least I could ask if I could have her phone number so we could talk later. The exam was quickly moving from a medical experience to an erotic experience when she muttered, "oh my".
I asked what prompted such an expression and she said, "I don't like the look of this spot on your back. It has all the characteristics of basil cells. We really should send it to the lab for analysis." With that, the growing enjoyment of being touched moved to a very medical discussion of what those cells are, what it can mean and how to get them to the lab. Quickly, a small scapel appeared along with a lab sample cup, cleaning materials and numbing spray. In a few minutes, the sample was done and Melody smiled at me "We'll be in touch about this."
I wanted to tell her that she had done plenty of touching and return our encounter to focusing on types of touching. I made a mental note to make sure that both Shari and I always request that Melody does our exams.
Several days passed when they called to tell me that the specimen taken was indeed basil cell skin cancer. They explained that while it was not a worry, it was indeed something that needed further exam. Another doctor would meet with me to take the further sample, make sure all was taken care of and send it off for follow-up testing. I went to the office a few days later and met with the doctor who explained and completed the procedure. I looked for Melody but she was no where in sight. As I left the office, I did see her picture on the doctor directory wall so I knew she was still at that office.
More days passed as my stitches healed. It was quite a chunk of skin taken off my back but it was healing quite nicely. Shari took good care of me, applying new bandages each day. That, of course, led to several opportunities for her to capitalize on me not wearing clothes. It seemed that whenever Shari put on a fresh bandage, her next move was to slide her hands around me and massage my chest. As her hands played with my nipples, she would question if this was how Melody had examined me. I'd remind her that Melody had only teased my body, not massaged it. Then Shari would slide her hand down my stomach, begin to rub my pussy and ask if Melody had examined me there...asking what I would do if Melody had slipped a finger inside me...then Shari would press her finger into me as I encouraged her to make her own appointment with Melody for a body exam. After Shari fingered me to orgasm, I would grab her and press her onto the bed or whatever surface was handy. Pulling her pants down, I'd tell her that Melody was sure to use her mouth for a full exam as I would then suck on all her sensitive spots until her cum juices spilled to my face.
When it was time to get my stitches removed, I took Shari with me to the doctor's office. I didn't know if we would see Melody. I hoped to see her so that Shari would get a glimpse of the woman who was stimulated our fantasy encounters. A nurse aide called me and with Shari in tow, I followed the aide as she sent us to the first exam room on the left. We sat there for a few minutes. Both of us commented that we weren't sure if we were more aroused or nervous. I assured Shari that no matter what happened, I would be in great need when we return to our home.
Finally, the door opened and in walked Melody. She greeted me and looked at Shari. I introduced them, saying that Shari was quite interested in seeing if she'd taken good enough care of my stitches. I told Melody, "Shari works hard to take good care of me." With a smile, Melody grabbed her surgical scissors and asked to see the stitches. I pulled off my shirt, sitting on the exam table in my lacy bra. I could tell that this encounter was arousing Shari and I knew that our time at home after this appointment would be intense. Unable to control myself, I reached behind my back and unsnapped my bra, mumbling about getting it our of Melody's way while removing the stitches. Completely unnecessary for Melody to do her job, but further enticement for Shari to make sure that she would be feeling as intense as possible when we returned home.
Melody looked at my erect nipples and commented, "this office must be making you cold, would you like something to cover your chest?" I assured her that I was plenty warm and didn't need a coverup.
I looked at Melody, "why do you think I'm cold?"
Melody looked at me as her hand brushed against my nipples, "Oh, just that your nipples are hard. That often means that a woman is too cold. Of course, it also can mean that a woman is aroused. Feel these Shari, is this how they are when Donna is cold or are these aroused nipples?" Melody then continued, "you're my last patient of the day. Let's get these stitches out. Then, if it is what you two are looking for, we can all go someplace else to finish this skin exam."
I leaned over and gave Melody a deep kiss. "Oh yes, we're looking forward to a group skin exam. I promised Shari that I would arrange for you to examine her skin in depth and I intend to return the favor to you."