A couple of months ago my wife and I were on holiday. She started getting stomach pains and although they did not feel serious, she decided that a visit to the hotel doctor would be a good idea just as a precaution. She found out that the doctor was available from 2pm from the receptionist and eagerly awaited his arrival.
"Are you waiting for the doctor?" a maid asked as she walked past Susan in the lobby.
"Yes," Susan said as she sat patiently thumbing through a resort guide, "I don't think he gets here till two."
"No, I think he is early. I'm sure he won't mind you popping in now. Just knock at the door, he uses room three for his consultations" the maid said smiling.
Susan proceeded to room three, happy that she would be seen half an hour early as she had things planned later for that afternoon. She reached room three and gently knocked on the door. She heard a grunt, which she interpreted as the doctor beckoning her to enter. She opened the door and was amazed at the sight, which greeted her. The room, which was similar to the one we were staying in, but had been adapted into a doctor's surgery. There was a desk at the far end of the room with a blood pressure gauge on it and a personal computer. There was a folding screen to the right of the desk and a trolley and stretcher were clearly visible behind the screen. There was a bed to the left of the desk which looked more like a hospital bed than the kind that you find in a hotel room, and there, kneeling on the bed was a blonde haired nurse with her uniform pushed up around her waist clearly enjoying herself. The white uniform had a zip on the top half of the dress which was pulled all the way down allowing her large shapely breasts to hang down from her body. She wore white stockings and garter belt. However, her panties had clearly been removed as a tall good looking guy with steely grey hair wearing a white doctor's coat, stood behind her gently swaying backward and forward sliding his cock in and out of her as he stoked her backside.
Susan could hardly believe her eyes. It quickly became evident to her that they had not noticed her. The doctor who had his eyes slightly closed was moaning softly.
"God, I love women who wear stockings" he said as the nurse started tugging at her nipples with one hand while she stroked her clit with the other.
Susan quietly slipped out of the room, her heart pounding against her ribs. She suddenly had an idea. She raced back to our room and slipped out of her shorts and tee shirt. I watched her as she took off her bikini top and put on a dress blouse.
"What did the doctor say?" I asked.
"Oh, I haven't been yet" she said.
"What are you doing?" I asked as she removed her bikini bottoms and put on the whit lace embroidered thong that I got her for Valentine's Day.
"I am getting dressed to go to the doctors" she said rolling a stocking up her thigh.
"He will get an eye full if he has to examine you" I said admiring her as she fastened the suspenders onto the tops of her stockings.
"Oh, I hope so" she said smiling wickedly.
"What are you up to?" I asked.
"I'll tell you later" she said, smoothing her long black skirt down over her thighs and dashing out of the door.
She raced back to room three. This time she knocked smartly on the door and was greeted by the nurse in the white uniform that she saw enjoying herself earlier in the afternoon.
"Good afternoon" the nurse said smiling at Susan. The zip on her dress was pulled down a couple of inches exposing a nice amount of cleavage, still slightly damp with perspiration from her earlier exertions.
"Come in," said the nurse, "How can I help you?"
"I want to see the doctor" said Susan.
The nurse beckoned my wife to sit down while she sat down opposite her, crossing her legs and exposing an expanse of stocking covered thigh.
"The doctor is out on an urgent call at the moment" the nurse said smiling. She ran her fingers through her long blonde hair.
"I am the practice nurse. Part of my duties is to carry out a pre-consultation assessment. If I could just take a few details." She said moving the mouse and knocking the screensaver off on the PC.
After taking all of Susan's personal details down, she swivelled her chair round to face Susan, placing her stethoscope round her neck.
"Okay, what seems to be the problem?" she said.
"Well, here goes nothing" thought Susan. "Well, it's a bit embarrassing" she said, "Its sort of, well, my problem is of a sexual nature."
"Oh!" the nurse said, clearly surprised. Susan could tell that she seemed to be quite intrigued. "Well, you are very lucky. The doctor has some expertise in psychosexual medicine."
"I know, I've seen him practise" thought Susan.
"What is the exact nature of this sexual problem?" the nurse asked taking a pen from her breast pocket.
"Well, I have always experienced quite enjoyable orgasms when I have had sex but they have seemed to have stopped recently," said Susan.
For the next five minutes, the nurse quizzed Susan over her alleged problems. The questions were at times, a little strange Susan thought.
"How long is your husband's penis? Does your husband ever perform oral sex on you? Do you masturbate regularly? Do you use a vibrator? Have you ever had sex with more than one partner at once? Have you ever had sex with a woman?"
Susan was sure that the nurse was just asking the questions for her own personal gratification. The nurse seemed to squirm round on the seat a lot enjoying the feel of her wetness. Susan could also feel herself getting turned on. Her nipples were stiffening up against her blouse and she noticed the nurse glancing at them on more than one occasion. When the nurse asked Susan if the idea of having sex with another woman repulsed her and she replied, "Not at all" the reaction from the nurse was very informative.
"I shall now proceed to the physical part of the assessment" the nurse said. She leaned forward and placed the stethoscope on Susan's chest and after only a moment announced that she could not hear because the material of the blouse was causing too much disturbance. She pulled the screen around them and asked Susan to pop off her blouse. When Susan opened it to reveal her naked breasts, the nurse smiled.
"I thought you were not wearing a bra" she said. "Your breasts are firm enough for you to get away with it. Do you like not wearing a bra?"
Susan explained that she liked the freedom. "I never wear a bra at work" the nurse announced. "You see, the uniform has built in support." With this she unzipped the front to show Susan the inside of her dress. Susan also got a view of her magnificent tits at the same time.