"Hi, I have an appointment with Dr. Peterson at 10:15."
"Great! What's your name?"
"Adam Watts."
"Well hello Mr. Watts, I'm Sheila. Let's find you in our system, shall we..." Sheila quickly tapped on her keyboard looking at her computer. Adam had retired 4 years ago. He was widowed and just moved to town to be closer to his son. He was 69 years old.
"There you are! It looks like it's your first visit." She said very cheerily.
Adam liked her cheeriness. As he always did with women, he looked at her judging her attractiveness. He mentally categorized every woman as yes meaning he'd fuck them or no. She was probably in her 50s, he guessed. She had long straight brown hair and glasses. From what he could see, her figure was perfectly fine. She was pretty. He decided she was a yes.
"Looks like you already filled out your forms online. Thanks for doing that, it makes things sooo much easier. You can have a seat and we will call your name soon." She said smiling.
Adam looked around. It was a large busy office, much larger than his old doctor's office. There were lots of adults, children, and pregnant moms all coming and going. There were two other receptionists other than Sheila and the area behind reception was a buzz of activity with a variety of staff.
"Mr. Watts." called out a young women's voice. A very pretty young women in purple scrubs holding a clipboard stood at the far end of the room holding open a door. "Hi, I'm Jessica. I'm Dr. Peterson's medical assistant. Come with me."
She lead him through the busy corridors, stopping along the way to take his height and weight. After a couple of turns, she stopped and opened a door leading into a very typical exam room.
"Go ahead and have a seat on the exam table." Adam sat on the end of the exam table. Jessica stood next to him at the computer stand typing on the keyboard.
Adam took this opportunity to look at her more closely. Early twenties he guessed. She was short and petite. Her baggy purple scrubs top could not hide her great figure as her pants hugged her ass nicely. She had olive skin and dark features. She had long wavy thick dark hair worn loosely. Like many people her age, she wore lots of makeup. She had big dark eyes with long fake eyelashes. Her full lips were covered with dark red lipstick. Adam wondered if she was Mediterranean or maybe Hispanic.
She entered a few things about his health history into the computer before turning to take his vital signs. She leaned down to take his blood pressure. Her name badge clipped to the neckline of her scrubs pulled her loose top down even more. Adam could see her entire bra. Her young perky tits were small but very round.
"Ok, Dr. Peterson will be here in minute." She said as she finished and left him alone in the room.
Adam acknowledged to himself that she was not really what he considered friendly. She never smiled once. But there was never a doubt that she was a clear and obvious yes. Soon there was a soft knock on the door and then Dr. Peterson entered.