"So what brings you here today?" My doctor asked me as I sat down on the examination table. He was middle aged about thirty five, tall, with dark hair and blue eyes.
"I have been having some unusual pain...um...down there," I told him.
"Have you seen your gynecologist?"
"I don't have one."
"But you are having sex, correct?"
"Um...yes sir," I said feeling a bit embarrassed.
"No need to feel nervous Elizabeth, you are in a safe environment with me. Why don't you lie back," he said. I obeyed as i rested my head on the table. "Now I am just going to put some pressure on your stomach, let me know if you feel any pain," he said as he lifted my shirt up and I felt his cold palm against my bare belly. I took in a sharp intake of breath. "Does that hurt?" I nodded.
He then carefully, pressed down around my stomach as he watched my eyes intently for any signs of stress. Once he was done, he stepped back looking down at me.
"I'll need you to take off your pants to give you a more thorough examination," he told me as he turned around to give me privacy to undress. He turned back around seconds later by the sound of me laying back down on the papered table. As he stepped closer to me, I felt myself shiver.
"Relax, Elizabeth, I'm a doctor, I know what I am doing," he said as he slid my underwear down to take them off at my ankles. I felt exposed, but at the same time I was oddly turned on. "Spread your legs," he commanded. I did as he asked and grasped onto the edges of the table to stable myself.
"What are you going to do?" I asked him.
"You said you had pain down here, I need to check you," he said as he slipped one of his fingers into my pussy. "You're so wet, Elizabeth. Do I turn you on?"
"Yes doctor," I said as he slipped in a second finger.
