Miranda was like most newlyweds -- young and excited to be starting her new life with her husband. Of course, with that new life came challenges, including moving to the big city and having to start life over again from square one. She had a new name and a new house, but she also needed a new license, new checks, and a new doctor.
Miranda found an established OB/GYN practice accepting new patients. Apparently some women were avoiding the practice because of the male doctor, but that never bothered Miranda since she always preferred male doctors, even for "women's issues."
When they day of her check-up arrived, Miranda made sure she took a good bath and shaved her legs. She took extra care in trimming and applying her oils, ensuring that all of her bits and pieces were clean and soft. Since this was her initial visit, she expected to be poked and prodded.
After filling out endless forms and patiently waiting to be called back, Miranda found herself in the exam room. She quickly undressed, folding her clothes neatly, and put on the exam gown. Luckily this practice kept the rooms warm, but she still noticed her large nipples poking out. She was chilly, nervous, and excited - all which lead to her erection. Miranda smiled as she looked at her panties laying neatly on top of her other clothes, remembering her husband peeling them off her and licking her pussy the night before. Thinking of him just increased the hardness of her nipples.
Miranda laid on the table to wait, trying to clear her mind. Her body was betraying her emotions as she could feel her wetness on her legs. She began blushing, embarrassed by her arousal and unable to stop it. Well, this was probably nothing the doctor hadn't seen before.
The door opened quietly. The doctor's baritone voice took her by surprise, "Hello, Miranda. My name is Dr. Reynolds. It's a pleasure to meet you." She could not help but stare up at him, taking in his broad shoulders, dark hair, neatly trimmed beard, and deep blue eyes behind his spectacles. He was younger than she expected, but the hints of grey added to his aura.
"Hello," Miranda whispered. Clearing her throat and cricketing her legs to hide her wetness, "Hello." She said again, more firmly this time.
"I see you are new to the practice. As with any new patient, I will need to give you a full examine. We'll start with an external general examine, then follow up with a pelvic. Do you have any questions before we begin?"
"No, Sir"
"Good, please stand up and turn around," the Doctor instructed Miranda.
She quickly complied, thankful that he would not see her fully exposed just yet. He started by palpitating his fingers along her head, neck, shoulders then down her spine. He ran his gloved hands across her bum, then down the back of her legs. After each point of contact, he made a few notes in his chart. Just as Miranda was becoming complacent, she felt his hands slide around her hips, up her ribs, to cup her swollen breasts. He firmly began to massage her large tits with his hands, exploring the areola then rolling her nipples between his thumb and finger. Miranda let out a deep moan as he pulled on her protruding nipples. As she felt herself gushing, he released her breasts and notated his chart, as if nothing out of the ordinary just occurred. Miranda wasn't sure if she was feeling his bulge pressed against her, or if it was her heightened imagination, but at the moment, she did not care.
"Thank you, everything seems in order. Please lie down on the exam table now," he said in a casual tone.
Miranda floated onto the table, biting her lip as he hoisted her legs into the stirrups. She was fully aroused and fully exposed, unable to hide anything. She was afraid of what this Doctor would do next, and afraid that he would do nothing. Her emotions were in turmoil, adding to her already heightened arousal.
He begin by gingerly spreading her labia, then slowly inserting a finger into her sopping wet pussy. This was quickly followed by a second finger, opening her up to further exploration. She could feel his fingers working their way around her vaginal walls. The way he caressed her brought color to her cheeks and nasty thoughts to her mind. Even if she was married, she could still fantasize!
