Abby paused at the heavy wooden door long enough for her sister, Jessica, to catch up. "Dr. Marcus Thoren, MD; Obstetrics and Gynecology" the sign read. A nervous tingle ran down her spine. She had never been to a gynecologist before, but she was 18 now, and if she wanted to go on the pill she needed to see a gyno.
Jessica caught up with her, opened the door, and held it for her.
"Come on," Jessica said. "Nothing to be afraid of."
We'll see about that,
Abby thought as she followed her sister into the office. Jessica was 22, four years older than Abby, and had been coming to Dr. Thoren since she turned 18.
"He's a really good doctor," she had told Abby. "You'll like him."
Jessica had offered, insisted really, to come with Abby to her appointment. Abby was grateful for the support, and now the two sat side by side in the waiting room while Abby filled out the standard health form that all doctors required. She noticed that this form had a lot of questions about her sex life, but she figured that a gynecologist needed to know things like that.
It wasn't long before a nurse came into the room, called Abby's name, and brought them back into an exam room. Abby expected the nurse to do the standard things like her height, weight, and blood pressure, but she didn't. She just showed them to the room, closed the door, and left.
Abby looked nervously at her sister as they waited for Dr. Thoren to come in. Like her, Jessica had long, red hair and stood about five foot six. Beyond that, however, the two girls looked very different. Jessica was curvy with 38DD breasts, full hips, and a round butt that Abby couldn't help but admire. Abby was built much straighter than her sister. She wore a 34B bra and had only a slight curve to her hips and ass.
The room was bigger than other exam rooms she'd been in. On one side of the room was a standard exam table that she was used to seeing in doctor's offices, along with the usual collection of instruments for looking into eyes and ears, etc. There was a counter, a sink, and along the wall was a scale.
On the other side of the room was what Jessica called 'the chair.' It looked a bit like a recliner, except it was higher up off the floor, and the seat part was very narrow. And, of course, there were the extensions to hold your legs apart.
"You lay there with your legs wide open, and he checks you out down there," she had explained. Just the thought made her blush.
A knock came at the door and Dr. Thoren breezed into the room. He was tall with dark hair, a sharp chin, and muscular arms and hands. To Abby, he looked to be around 30 years old. A flutter leaped from her stomach. She hadn't been prepared for him to be so--hot. In just minutes this very attractive man would be touching her most intimate parts.
"Hello Jessica, good to see you again," he said, smiling broadly. "And this must be Abby." He looked at her and smiled. She smiled back as best she could.
"Yup, that's me," she said.
"I know it's your first time, but don't worry, I'll be gentle," He said and laughed. "Let's get started, ok?"
"Should I take off my clothes?" Abby asked.
Dr. Thoren smiled and laughed again. "Are you in a hurry?"
"Well no," she looked over at her sister, "But Jessica said you would make me take everything off for my check-up." She was certainly in no hurry to get naked, but she did want this over with.
"I see. Just undress to your bra and panties for now and we'll get started." He moved to the far side of the room and busied himself with papers in her folder. After a moment Abby realized he wasn't going to leave while she undressed, so she slipped off her jeans and sweater.
Once she had stripped down to her underwear and set her clothes aside Dr. Thoren motioned her over to the scale, took her height and weight, and led her back to the exam table.
She boosted herself up onto the exam table and sat on the crinkly paper wearing nothing but her black demi-cup bra and a pair of black panties and felt very exposed. On the other side of the room the chair loomed large. A rush of heat swept through her as she imagined herself naked and spread with this strange but handsome man exploring her most intimate area.
As she sat thinking about having a strange man touching her pussy Dr Thoren stepped in front of her. "Let's have a listen," he said. Without further warning the cold disc of his stethoscope pressed into the skin of her chest above her right breast. Too embarrassed to look directly at him she turned and looked instead at her sister, who was standing near the head of the exam table. Jessica gave her an encouraging smile.
"Deep breath, please," Dr. Thoren said. She turned her head forward again but looked down, still too embarrassed to make eye contact. Inadvertently, her eyes went to his crotch. That's when she noticed the bulge in his pants.
Did he have an erection? Did she turn him on? That was impossible, she decided. Surely he saw many young women undressed every day. She reasoned many of them, like her sister, were more attractive than her. There was no way she aroused him. Right?
The stethoscope moved to the left side of her chest just above the cup of her bra.
"Deep breath," he said again.
Her nipples stiffened so that she could feel them pushing against the fabric of her bra. She was glad she had decided on a t-shirt bra. Hopefully, the thicker material would hide her erect nipples from his view.
"Ok, now just breathe normally. I'm going to listen to your heart."
With that, he moved the stethoscope inside her bra, just under her left breast. He rested his free hand on her right shoulder and listened for a while. Then he used one hand to pull the middle of her bra away from her chest a bit and slipped the stethoscope underneath. She could feel the device pressing up on her breast as he listened.
Satisfied, he removed the stethoscope from her chest and settled her bra back into place. Then, to her surprise, he turned to Jessica. "Want to listen?" He pulled a second stethoscope from a drawer under the exam table and held it out for Jessica to take.
Abby was mortified. That wasn't part of the plan at all. She shot her sister a 'don't you dare' look, but Jessica ignored her and took the stethoscope from Dr. Thoren.
"Sure," she said as she put the earpieces in her ears. From the easy way she handled the stethoscope, it seemed to Abby that Jessica had done this before.
Jessica stepped in front of her sister and, without saying a word, plunged the head of the stethoscope into the left cup of her bra and pushed her breast up out of the way. Abby felt herself turn red as she remembered the times she and her sister had played doctor when they were younger. Being older, Jessica had always insisted on being the doctor and Abby the patient. Inevitably, this ended with Abby naked on her bed being examined by an also naked Jessica.
Abby jumped a little at a sudden chill on her back. Dr. Thoren was behind her with his stethoscope on her back, listening.
"Deep breaths," was all he said.
This went on for a while, Jessica in front, Dr. Thoren behind her, both listening intently with their stethoscopes. When both were satisfied they moved away and took off their stethoscopes. Jessica hung hers around her neck like a doctor.
Dr. Thoren stepped back in front of Abby and produced a tongue depressor and a light from his pocket.
"Open wide for me," he instructed. Abby opened her mouth and he inserted the tongue depressor and pushed down on her tongue. "Wider," he instructed. "A bit wider."
She opened as wide as she possibly could. "That's a good girl," he said, sliding the depressor further back in her mouth. The stick moved back further and further. Abby had good control, so she didn't gag until the stick was quite far back. He held it there and shined the light in.
"Oral?" He asked as he removed the tongue depressor and threw it in the trash.
"Huh?"
"Do you give oral? To your boyfriend?"
She glowered at him, unwilling to answer.
