"Jack, get ready! The appointment is in ten minutes," Leah called up to her son's room.
While Leah waited for her son, she took a look in the mirror. She was critical of herself, but she had to admit that she looked good for 40 years old. She had red hair, a big bright smile, and rosy cheeks dusted with freckles. Her ample breasts created a substantial shelf, and her loose flannel shirt hung down over her small round belly. Her tight jeans hugged and accentuated her toned thighs and butt.
"You coming?" she yelled again.
Jack rolled out of bed, cursing his mom for making a doctor's appointment so early on a Saturday morning. He had gotten in late last night after attending a house party. He considered briefly whether living at home was the right decision while he attended the local college. At the moment, it didn't seem like it was.
"Be right down!" Jack yelled.
Jack rolled out of bed, and slipped off his boxers and t-shirt. He didn't have time to shower, but he would at least put on clean clothes for his appointment. He looked at himself in the mirror and flexed his muscles, proud of the body he had developed as a high school swimmer. Although he no longer swam, he was still very well put together. He had pronounced pectoral muscles, and his abs stilled showed the faint outline of a six-pack. Jack threw on his well-worn jeans, a t-shirt and a hooded sweatshirt, slicked back his mussed hair, and hid his hair under a ballcap. He realized he really should have showered before his appointment, and blamed his mom for scheduling it at 9 am.
"Did you just roll out of bed?" Leah asked her son, as he skipped down the stairs.
"Yeah. Sorry. It's pretty early on a Saturday for a doctor's appointment."
"You know it's hard for me to make an appointment during the week with my unpredictable work schedule. We're lucky that Dr. Swanson is a friend, and makes time for us to schedule appointments together on the weekend. The least you could do is get up in time to take a shower so she doesn't have to examine your scuzzy, unwashed body."
"Jeez mom, I said I'm sorry. I showered last night before I went out."
"Before you went out, is my point," said Leah.
Leah grabbed her son and pulled him towards her. She pressed herself against him and nestled her nose into his neck and breathed in. The scent of her son went straight to her head. She had to admit she missed the smell of a man, and her legs went weak as she found herself holding a strong man close to her for the first time in too long.
"Not too bad. Let's go."
Jay adjusted his growing erection as he followed his mom out the door into the garage. His mom had pulled him close, allowing him to feel her breasts on his side. He had always thought she was beautiful. Lately, it seemed like his mom exuded sex. He had heard that women approaching middle age experienced a more intense sex drive, and he knew for certain that it was happening to his mom. He watched the movements of her tight ass as he walked behind her to the car.
The day was bright and cold. Leah felt her nipples tighten in the cold air as she got in and started the car. Glancing at her son as he opened the passenger door and sat down, she thought she detected the bulge of an erection underneath his jeans. She admonished herself to stop thinking dirty thoughts as she buckled her seatbelt.
"Buckle up," she said."
"Aw, mom, it's only a few blocks."
"We could get in an accident in a few blocks," she said, in a very motherly tone.
"What'd you do last night?" she asked, to make conversation.
"There was a party at Lewis's place," he said.
"Was it wild?"
"Not really. Just some drinking games and video games. Not too different than high school."
"Were there any girls?"
"Unfortunately, not really. A couple of the guys' girlfriends were around, but mostly it was just dudes from high school."
Leah had mixed reactions. On the one hand she was glad her son wasn't going wild like some kids do when they first go to college. But she also wanted Jack to have success with the opposite sex. But on an even deeper level, she felt a twinge of satisfaction that Jack remained unattached.
"How'd you get home?"
"I just walked. It was a little cold, but not too bad. And I had a pretty good buzz going."
"Hmm," she said. She didn't like to hear that Jack was drinking, but she couldn't fault him for being responsible enough to stay off the road.
Even before the car warmed up, they arrived at the office of Leah's friend, Ann Swanson. Dr. Swanson had a comfy little family practice in the business district of the small college town they lived in. The street was still mostly deserted so early on such a cold winter morning.
They reached the door and tried the handle but it was locked. Leah peered in the window and then used the knocker. She hoped she had the right day.
Soon, Dr. Swanson herself came to the door to greet her patients. She smiled and embraced her longtime friend with a hug. Jack watched the two women embrace, and reflected on how both women were very attractive.
Dr. Swanson very much looked the part of a doctor. She had shoulder length black hair, which she tied back in a tight pony tail. Her jet-black hair set off starkly against her pale skin. So did her stylish black-framed glasses, which sat on her straight nose and accentuated her serious but friendly disposition. She was slimmer that Leah, with smaller breasts and a smaller frame. While Leah was soft and curvy, Dr. Swanson was hard and angular. The difference seemed to also reflect itself in their personalities. Dr. Swanson was friendly, but still had an a very assertive, commanding presence, befitting her profession as a doctor. Jack couldn't decide which woman was more attractive. He decided that each woman was hot in her own way.
Dr. Swanson let them in and locked the door behind them.
"I'm not technically seeing patients today," she explained. "I usually use Saturdays to do some paperwork."
"I really appreciate you taking the time to see us today, Ann. I have such an unpredictable work schedule and it's really hard for me to block off time during the week."
"Of course, it's no trouble at all. I know how seriously you take your health, and Jack's as well," she said.
It was true that Leah was almost obsessive about health issues. Three years earlier her husband had passed away unexpectedly, from a heart attack. He was still a young man, and was not in bad shape. Ever since, Leah was haunted by the prospect of another health tragedy in the family. She insisted on annually getting a full work-up, for both herself and for Jack. She was glad she was so close with Ann, who took her concerns very seriously.
"Unfortunately, I don't have Barbara come in on the weekends," Dr. Swanson continued. "I think it would be easiest if I could see both of you in the same examination room, if that is okay with you. It's unusual, but I figured you are family so it would be okay, and it would keep you from having to sit alone in the examination room while I work with the other one."
Jack's heart skipped a beat. He was actually glad to hear that Dr. Swanson's assistant, Barbara, would not be there. Jack found Barbara to be a cranky old woman. But he was reticent about sharing an examination room with his mother. He feared he would get an erection, and he wasn't looking forward to embarrassing himself in front of the beautiful doctor.
"Of course, that will be fine," said Leah politely. She wondered about getting undressed in front of her son, but she wanted to make things as easy as possible for her friend, who was taking time out of her weekend to conduct the examinations.
"Very well. Let me know if you feel at all uncomfortable, and we can put you in separate rooms. I know you two are close, and since you live together, I figured you don't have too many secrets from one another."
"Of course not, it will be fine," said Leah. Of course she did have secrets from her son. In particular, she didn't think her son had ever seen her naked.
"Follow me," instructed the doctor.
Dr. Swanson led the mother and son to a typical examination room. There was a table covered with a white sheet of paper, a scale, a swivel chair in front of a small counter, and a metallic stool in front of the examination table. Posters on the wall showed various diagrams of human anatomy.
Leah was surprised to see a poster with an exposed female vagina. The image was a real picture, as opposed to the illustrated diagrams of the other posters. It included identifying descriptions of the various parts of a female's genitalia.
"There are two gowns right here," said the doctor, pointing to paper gowns hanging on the back of the door. "Please strip down and put them on. I'll run get your charts and be back in just a sec."
Leah and Jack looked at each other sheepishly, as Leah grabbed the flimsy paper gowns from the hook and handed one to her son. The blue paper would do very little to hide the modesty of either of them, especially in such a small room, during an examination.
Neither mother nor son said anything, as they each began to undress. Leah started by unbuttoning her jeans. She turned her back to her son as she pulled her pants down. Fortunately, her flannel shirt covered most of her bottom while she shimmied out of her tight pants. Next came her underwear.
Jack glanced up as his mom stepped out of her sheer, white panties. His breath caught in his throat as he caught a glimpse of his mom's shapely butt beneath her flannel shirt.
Leah kept her back turned as she pulled her flannel shirt up over her head. She knew her naked butt was exposed to her son, who sat on the swivel chair several feet away. She tried to act natural as she unclasped her bra and placed it on the table with her other clothes. As she turned to do so, she took a quick look at her son. He hadn't moved. He sat holding his flimsy gown, staring at his completely nude mother. One of her large breasts hung down, visible to her son, inviting his gaze.
"Hey, earth to Jack. Get undressed," Leah whispered to her son. She then pulled the gown over her body and pulled it shut at the back. Relieved to have the scant cover of a paper gown, Leah sat on the examination table. She could feel her pulse pounding in her ears, and felt her face warm as she blushed at the embarrassing situation. She looked up again at the poster of the aroused vagina, and looked down and noticed stirrups at the end of the table. Obviously, Ann had to put them in the female examination room, which explained the explicit diagrams. Nevertheless, it still made Leah uncomfortable to be in the room with her son.
While Leah considered those thoughts, Jack hopped up, took off his hat, and quickly stripped off his pants and boxer shirts, all in one motion. As he pulled his sweatshirt over his head, Leah stole a glance and saw her son's semi-erect cock in full view. It pointed directly at her, and she could see it was an attractive, and sizable, piece of equipment. Seeing a real, live penis for the first time in years sent a jolt through Leah, and she felt her blush deepen further, turning the pale skin of her face and upper body a deep red. She also felt her nipples constrict, and her pussy began to moisten.
As Jack awkwardly pulled the inadequate gown over his well-built frame, Leah quickly looked away. She felt herself begin to panic and told herself to get a grip. She didn't want to embarrass herself in front of her friend and doctor.
Jack managed to pull the gown on and sit back down on the swivel chair just as the handle turned and Dr. Swanson returned to the examination room.
"All set? Good. Leah, please step over to the scale," said Dr. Swanson.
The commanding tone used by Dr. Swanson put Leah at ease. This was simply a routine examination, Leah told herself. There is no need to overreact.
