Note to the reader: If you can't wait for the juicy stuff, that'll start a little less than half way into it. If you can wait, I hope the build up excites you as much as it excited me when I wrote it
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Looking over my shoulder, I double checked my underwear wasn't peeking out from my folded clothes. The sanitary paper crinkled under my bare ass and the medical gown scratched against my chest as I turned back forward. My legs hung off the examination table, my feet bare.
I can't believe I forgot to wear socks, I chastised myself, looking at my sandals neatly placed below my purse, folded clothes, and where, yup, my underwear was not showing. I had rushed out the door after agonizing too long in the shower about this appointment. Sitting in a cold room on a hard examination table didn't help.
Why do they call this an examination table if we sit or lay on this? I wondered.
It's been about 6 years since my last pap smear, which I blamed on covid, insurance changes, and a nearly cross-country move. I could have gone longer without one if it wasn't for my new friend, Brooke, pushing for me to get one after learning how long it had been. It had been 6 years since a visit to any doctor actually, so I felt outside of my element. Thankfully, Brooke was a local in the area and highly recommended this office, but I still felt inexplicably uneasy to learn what may be going on with my body. I needed to distract myself, but I left my phone in my purse.
I looked around the room, which was pretty sizable. I guessed real estate is cheaper here in Missouri, compared to anywhere on the West Coast. The examination table sits directly across from the heavy door, centered in the room. Connected to the wall behind me was a monitor and a light like at a dentist office, both of which swiveled out. Directly to my left, the table on wheels with keyboard and all the gadgets laid on that blue sanitary paper the medical assistant prepped. A counter with the sink and cabinets that line the wall on the left, and the couch with my hidden underwear and clothes on the right. I've never seen a doctor's office with a full couch. Even with the couch, there's enough room that the examination table could have been placed on the right side too, but instead there's just empty space there. A plant would look good there, but there isn't any natural light.
At this point, the nurse left me about 10 minutes ago, according to the huge clock above the door. I wondered at what point would it be appropriate to poke my head out and check when the doctor comes. My ass was out though, so I would need to put on my clothes first.
I brushed my hair away from my front as I fidget with the thin gown, making sure it covers the rolls that form when I sit. My hair fell back over my face as I bent my head to check to make sure my rolls weren't poking out on the sides. I started getting up to grab a hair tie from my purse when I heard the knocks.
"Come in," I shouted, unsure if the other person could hear me through the door. I wondered if I should shout again because it was about 3 more seconds when the door finally opened.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Ryan. Thanks for waiting. You're my last patient so we can take as much time as we need," the gynecologist announced, pulling up a chair to the keyboard but not breaking eye contact. How are you feeling?
Fuck, Brooke didn't mention he was hot. I thought. If I had known he was hot, I would've put on makeup and not just sunscreen.
"Fine, thank you," I began, sitting back down. Fuck it, I'll be honest. "A little nervous actually, it's been awhile since I've seen any doctor."
"Is that so? Thank you for telling me. That informs me of what check ups you will need, but rest assured, there's nothing to be nervous about," Dr. Ryan shared, his smile reaching up to his eyes in a way that reassured me. Or it's probably because he's hot. "Also, are you comfortable? When I walked in, it seemed like you were getting up."
"Oh, it's fine. I was going to grab a hair tie to get my hair out of the way," I responded, running my fingers from my forehead to the back to push it out of the way once again.
He nodded, glancing at the hair I pushed away, and then proceeded to ask me some medical questions which I answered to the best of my ability, typing into the keyboard.
Don't medical assistants or nurses usually do this? I mused, admiring his side profile as he read off the monitor. His stubble was salt and pepper but his perfectly styled side part looked brunette throughout.
"Last question, how did you learn about my clinic? I'm always trying to see which of our marketing efforts are working," he mentioned, again with a smile that reached his eyes.
"Through a friend. She was adamant I had to get my pap smear ASAP since it's been so long." Reminding myself how long it had been, my nerves were coming back and I readjusted my medical gown.
"That's a good friend. What is her name? Is she one of my patients or Dr. Gee's?" he asked.
"I think she's yours. Her name is Brooke, but I imagine you wouldn't know all your patients' names."
"Oh I know Brooke. I'll have to thank her for the reference. Let me make sure I add this to my records." He turned back to the monitor, typed something in, and took a few seconds to read over the screen. His lips twitched. He turned to face me and glanced at my hands. I had grabbed a strand of my hair that fell to my chest and I was fiddling with it. I realized it was a self-soothing behavior and put my hands down on my lap.
"Are you still nervous?" Dr. Ryan asked, his tone more serious than it had been since he came into the room.
The tone took me off guard, and I wondered if there was something I did wrong. I nodded.
"Would you like to take something to ease your nerves? I would recommend this. Based on your answers and the last time you had a check up, we may be here for a while," the doctor explained, tapping his pen to the monitor facing him before typing a few more things.
"Really? Brooke did say her last appointment with you lasted an hour, not counting the waiting area time and check in with the medical assistant. Would it last longer than that?"
Dr. Ryan flashed his straight, white teeth. "No, no. Not unless you want it to," he joked.
I let out a sigh of relief. "An hour is scary enough. Maybe I will take something for my nerves, if that's okay, Dr. Ryan."
"It certainly is. Give me one second." He stood up, walked to the counter. His back filled out his pristine white coat. I saw some arm hair peeking from his wrist as he reached up into a cabinet. When he turned around, he had a vial. He walked over to me, unscrewed the top, and handed me the vial. "If you drink this, you should feel your nerves ease a bit."
Even though I was sitting on the examination table where my feet dangled off, I had to look up to make eye contact with him standing in front of me. This was the closest look I have gotten of him. I could see his key card clipped to his pocket, with a picture that shows how photogenic he is. At our position, I could also smell faint cologne or deodorant he wore. Whatever it was, it was enticing.
I gently grasped the vial from him, and I drank it in one shot, wincing at the slight bitterness.
"Good. Now, I'm going to have you lay back," the doctor instructured. "In case the medicine makes you woozy, I don't want you falling over. Let's give it a few minutes before it kicks in, alright? I'm going to step out but I'll be right back."
"Okay," I agreed, following his instructions and laying down and admiring his broad shoulders as he walked out the door. Since I was lying down, I wasn't self conscious of any rolls. My feet were still dangling off the bed. I adjusted the flimsy gown so it covers more of my bottom so I'm not flashing him when he walks back in.
I looked to my right to, once again, make sure my underwear was hidden, and I giggled at how it was maybe the 7th time checking when I'm about to have the doctor look inside me. I glimpsed at my hair spilling over the bed, and I grabbed an end to play with. My hair was spread all around, something I would try to reign in to avoid tangles, but I didn't mind it right then. I began lightly tugging at it, marveling at the sensations it was sending through my scalp and body. Before I pulled harder, I heard the door knob being turned.
He didn't knock, I remember thinking.
Dr. Ryan smiled and shivers ran through me. I smiled back. God. Fuck. This man's attractive.
"Hi," he greeted, walking to keyboard and typing once more. Then, he turned to the sink and washed his hands. After drying his hands, he sat down and wheeled his chair closer enough to me that his next words were face to face. "How are you feeling?"
"I think I'm doing great, doc!" My nerves no longer bothered me, but I felt something else building.
"Good. I'm glad. Let's get started then"
The doctor grabbed the gloves on the table with wheels and rolled down to my knees. I heard him put his gloves on and the clunk of the stirrups being pulled down. I heard him adjust his gloves and throw something in the wastebasket, before telling me to put my feet up into the stirrups, which I did keeping my knees closed, out of mock modesty at this point.
"One of the first things I'll need to do is examine the area around your vagina. Let me know if you feel uncomfortable or nervous, alright?" he checked in with me, as he placed a privacy sheet over my thighs and pulled the light out.
"Yes, sir," I responded, smiling to myself because that's what I called my last boyfriend in bed.
He nudged my knees open with a warm hand, and I sucked in a breath as my other pair of lips touched the cool air. I looked down, but I couldn't see him beyond my elevated knees and under the privacy sheet, except for an indistinguishable shadow. I did see my hardened nipples through the medical gown, and I giggled.
I felt light, warm pressure from his fingertips on my inner thighs. Slowly, his hands moved towards my center. Dr. Ryan paused, and he looked over my knees. "Now you're going to feel pressure as I do my visual exam of your vagina."
He ducked back down before I could answer, and I felt his fingers trace each side of my pussy. He asked me from below, "Did you get laser hair removal?"
