I¹ve never been good about going to the doctor. It's always on the bottom of my list, unless I¹m injured or so sick that I end up in the emergency room. I needed a physical for my new job by the next day, though, so I had made a late appointment with the doctor that my boss had recommended.
She had a rather odd look when she mentioned the doctor¹s name, but I didn't think anything of it until much later, when it was already too late. I checked in with the receptionist, and sat there in the crowded waiting room, ogling the ads in an ancient copy of Cosmopolitan to pass the time.
After a few minutes the door to my left opened, revealing an absolute Goddess of a woman, her beautiful face framed by a halo of red hair cascading over her shoulders. Clinging seductively to the gorgeous curve of her hips was a slinky skirt which danced around her powerful thighs as she entered the room. Her soft silken blouse carried a name tag on the breast, printed simply with "Ms. Julie".
I was completely enraptured and undoubtedly made a fool of myself gawking at her while she consulted a clipboard, called the next name on the list, and disappeared behind the door again. A few minutes later, when she returned for the next patient, her gaze seemed to linger on me momentarily and my heart must have skipped a beat.
This visit might pan out better than I'd thought! Each time she reappeared over the next hour, calling on the other patients one by one, I stared at her unabashedly, and watched almost jealously as each of them followed that incredible woman through the door and down the hall.
Eventually, the waiting room was empty, and I waited impatiently for another half hour. Finally, the door opened again, and I practically leaped to my feet. She gazed around the now empty room, seemingly surprised, and then cocked an eyebrow at me with a slow smile.
"You're the only one here," she said, feigning innocence.
"I thought you'd never notice," I teased back, unable to resist flirting with her.
"I was just saving the best for last," she said, looking me right in the eye. Suddenly my knees felt weak.
"Come with me." She turned and glided silently down the long hall, and I followed, mesmerized by the lilting sway of those svelte hips. The sensuous rolling motion of her luscious bottom, clearly visible through her tight-fitting little skirt, distracted me so much that I noticed neither her furtive glances nor the smug, knowing little smile that accompanied them. "Come in," she said, closing the examining room door after me.
My eyes were still glued to her magnificent ass, as she moved towards a small table, bending gracefully at the hips to scratch a notation onto my insurance form. She turned back just in time to catch the tail end of my lustful glance, and I detected an amused glint in her eye, and wondered what she was thinking.
"Get undressed. Everything off but your underpants."
I gulped, thinking that I knew the source of her amusement now. The disadvantages of seeing a female doctor, especially one as gorgeous as Ms. Julie, were suddenly quite clear to me. I mean, I¹m proud of my body and all, but this was not how I¹d usually try to impress a woman that I was attracted to. But to impress this lovely goddess was something that I desperately desired, all of a sudden.
"Don't feel uncomfortable," she spoke over her shoulder, positioning what looked like an obstetrics chair to her satisfaction. "I¹m just your doctor."
When she turned back to face me, I was standing awkwardly with my clothes piled at my feet. I kept my eyes lowered, not wanting this incredibly sexy woman to see my desire for her, and felt shamefully on display before her, doctor though she was.
I shivered involuntarily as Ms. Julie's slender hand reached toward the tell tale bulge in my shorts, stretching the elastic waistband and slipping down out of sight. Her cool fingers carefully avoided my swelling penis, sliding down to palpate the flesh beside my balls.
