As I drove over to the new healthcare clinic, I was a bit apprehensive. I truly hate going to doctors. I usually only go to a doctor after I’ve either broken something or I am bleeding so profusely the blood threatens to change the color of my shirt. In fact, I don’t even have a regular doctor. When I had to choose a primary care physician for my HMO, I believe I threw a dart at the page and chose the one it landed next to. I didn’t realize until much later that he was in a different state. So, when I headed over to this new medical clinic, I was getting a nervous stomach. This new physician clinic was recommended highly by a neighbor of mine. In fact he pretty much raved about it. I asked him if the doctors were friendly and if I recall all he could say was â€˜yesss!’
I had been having some difficulties of a personal nature recently. Nothing really major, probably just a normal part of aging, but I felt I should be checked out. I was just hoping this would go smoothly.
I parked my car and made my way into the modern glass office building. I found the office number on the wall chart and made my way onto the elevator. I could feel my level of nervousness rise along with the rising of the elevator.
When I got to my floor, I entered the office. There were very comfortable plush chairs all around. After signing in and hanging up my coat, I happened to notice another male patient sitting there reading a Playboy magazine. A quick glance up at the magazine rack on the wall made me think I was in a barber shop rather than a doctor’s office. I really didn’t think much of it as I knew the clientele was primarily adult men.
A few minutes later, the receptionist called me up and handed me some forms to fill out. I could not help but notice how attractive she was. I thought to myself that whoever does the hiring here sure has fine taste. Maybe I should thank the doctor when I see him.
As the receptionist asked me questions, she kept gazing up at me with her big green eyes.
“Have you ever had any heart problems?” She asked.
“No.” I answered.
“You never had your heart broken?” She replied with a giggle.
I could not help but smile along with her at her humorous remarks.
“Do you have health coverage?” She asked with a smile.
“Yes, I have an HMO.” I replied.
“I bet you’re from an HMO.” She replied coyly as she played with her long auburn hair, “Hunky Man Organization.”
Again I could not help but smile at her humor. Her sly glances my way were admittedly starting to make me feel better already.
When the questions were done, I returned to my seat. A few minutes later I was called to an examination room by a rather hot looking blond haired nurse.
“Gary?” She asked with a big smile.
“Um, yes that’s me.” I responded. I was surprised at her informality.
“Please come with me.” She said with a smile.
As she spoke, she gave me a big smile and looked at me with big blue eyes. She touched me rather sensuously on the shoulder as she led me into the room. Once we got into the room, she pulled out a terry cloth robe from a closet and handed it to me. I thought it a nice change from the usual paper examination gowns.
“Please remove all of your clothing and put on the robe.” She said as she passed me the garment.
“Um, my underwear as well?” I asked somewhat shyly.
“Why, yes.” She answered with a smile, “The doctor has to examine you.”
I noticed that she just stood there looking at me with those big blue eyes and a sly grin on her face.
“Um, are you going to give me some privacy?” I asked. I thought it a normal response as she just stood there grinning.
“If you’d like I can turn around.” She grinned once again as she spoke.
She turned around and began to slowly move her perfect butt back and forth as if listening to a record in her head. I thought it a bit unusual as I began to change into the blue terry robe, but I was fully enjoying the view. After I was done, I let her know she could turn around again.
“What seems to be the problem, Gary?”
“Um, it’s really a bit personal.” I started, “I’d rather discuss it with the doctor.”
“Oh, I see.” She replied, “Well let me check your pulse.”
She reached forward and grabbed my wrist in what I would have to describe as a very sensual manor.
“Strong pulse Gary.” She cooed, “You must have a very big heart.”
I really did not know how to respond, so I just remained silent as she looked at me with those big baby blues. A moment later, she leaned forward and whispered in my ear. Her blond hair was hanging down next to my face as she spoke and I could get a slight whiff of her delicate perfume. I was feeling much better already and I had yet to even see the doctor.
“I’m going to have to do a few tests on you, Gary.” She whispered in my ear.
“Oh, like what?” I asked curiously.
“The first is called an EKG.” She cooed.
“Oh, what’s that?”
“Erotic Kisses Galore.” She answered.
As soon as she spoke, she immediately got on top of me and pulled open my robe as I lay there on the examining table. Her legs straddling me, she leaned forward and gave me soft kisses on my forehead, ears, cheeks and lips. When she got to my lips, she softly bit my lower lip and caressed it with her soft, moist tongue. I was quite speechless, not really knowing how to react, but parts of me seemed to know.
When she had finished kissing me, in fact she started kissing all the way down my chest, again she spoke.
“Oh Gary.” She cooed.
“I’m going to have to do another test.” She cooed.
“Oh, what is it this time?” I asked shyly.
“I’m going to have to do a CAT scan.” She leaned and whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt a bit.”
At this point, her hurting me seemed the least of my worries. I just laid there on the table wondering what would happen next. What happened next went beyond my wildest expectations. The nurse rather suddenly tore open her nurse’s uniform revealing a white, very sheer set of panties and matching white bra. Both had touches of lace trim.
Slowly, the nurse started to slide down her panties past her perfect, soft thighs. She held my gaze as she removed her undergarments, leaving her in just the white nurse’s uniform, open in the front. Her neatly trimmed blond bush was in plain view. The whole effect was rather unexpected and quite arousing. Once again, she leaned over and whispered in my ear as she spoke.
“Now, I am ready to give you a CAT scan. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt a bit.” She said with a giggle and a grin, “I’m just going to pass Miss Kitty over your whole body. Just lie still.”
What she just said to me now brought my already stiff member to the point of near rock hardness. The nurse noticed and gave it a quick pinch and a squeeze. Again, she giggled as I let out a soft moan of pleasure. She then touched her blond bush to my stomach and began to slide her soft mound forward towards my chest. By the time she got up to my face, once again she had a big grin. As she spoke she slipped a couple of fingers between her lips and parted them giving me a front row view of her moist pinkness.
“Say hello to Miss Kitty.” She giggled.
“Um, hi Miss Kitty.” I managed to stammer. I was not feeling talkative at the moment.
“Give Miss Kitty a big kiss.” She ordered.
Who was I to argue with a medical expert as I tilted my head forward and complied.
She then dismounted and moved between my legs to give my now fully engorged member the attention it had been craving. She held my shaft and touched her ruby red lips to the head as her tongue performed what can only be described as sheer magic along the underside.
“Ah, that feels soooo good.” I managed in a combination of speech and moans.
“That’s why I’m the head nurse.” She replied with yet another giggle.
I just laid there on my back in sheer ecstasy as she performed her stuff. A few moments later another extremely hot looking young woman walked in, also in a white gown and stethoscope around her neck.
“How is the patient?” She asked.
The nurse lifted her head up to reply.
“He seems to be doing fine Dr. Finebutt.” The nurse answered.
Dr. Finebuttâ€¦hmmm. When I saw the name I had hoped she was a woman. My hopes were affirmed as soon as she entered the room with her long, black hair bouncing seductively off her shoulders. And what a woman she was. One look at her easily confirmed that she did indeed live up to her name, and then some.
“I’ll take over from here, Desiree.” Dr. Finebutt said.
“Yes Dr. Finebutt.” Replied the nurse.
Desiree and the good doctor exchanged places as Dr. Finebutt straddled my hips facing me. She tore open her white uniform revealing that the only thing she was wearing underneath was a black thong which did little to cover her shaved mound. Her stethoscope dangled seductively between her ample breasts as she gazed at me with big, dark eyes.
She then began to slowly run her fingertips down her body to her womanhood. She moved the thong gently between her moist, engorged lips. You could see the darkening as her juices soaked the skimpy garment. Next she parted her wet lips with her fingertips as she gently stroked herself accompanied by soft moans. You could see her eyes close as she traced circles around her button.
Watching her, I felt like I wanted to explode. Dr. Finebutt seemed to sense the need of the patient and began to provide relief as only a good doctor could as she eased herself onto my very stiff cock. She began to moan as she slowly moved up and down on my member. Her moans seemed to be in time with my own and minutes later we both came together as her tight vaginal muscles milked me for every drop.
“Ahhhhâ€¦.” I uttered as she dismounted.
“Hmmmâ€¦” She replied, “That was nice.”
“Glad it was good for you too.” I started, “Nice to hear that.”
“Oh yeahâ€¦” She cooed.
We talked for a few minutes and shared a cigarette in the examining room, while Desiree went to get drinks.
“So, what seems to be the problem anyway?” Dr. Finebutt began, “I mean, what brought you to the doctor’s?”
“Funny, I can’t even remember.” I replied.
“Are you feeling better?” She asked in a seductive tone.
“Yes, actually I feel quite fine. Better than I have in years.” I replied, “In fact, I feel like a new man.”
She just looked at me with her big, dark eyes and smiled.
“Oh, and by the way,” I added, “I really like your bedside manor.”
“Why thank you Gary,” Dr. Finebutt started, “That’s very nice of you to say that.”
“Oh, one more thing Doc.” I said.
“Do you make house calls?” I just had to ask. The good doctor just smiled.
Nurse Desiree, myself and the good doctor sat around and sipped champagne for a while until it was time for me to leave. I really hated to go, but I understood the good doctor had other patients. We kissed and said our goodbyes as I walked out of the room.
When I got back out into the waiting room, I noticed my neighbor David sitting there. I thanked him for recommending the place several times.
“I see you’re back.” I said.
“Oh, just a routine check-up.” He started, “You know, you never can be too cautious about your health. How was your visit?”
I just looked at him for a moment. Then I gave him a big hug and a high-five. We banged knuckles and gave each other looks that only guys understood. But, we both knew what was on each other’s minds.
I said my goodbyes to the hot red haired receptionist and walked outside to my car. I had a new skip in my step. I really began to think there was hope for healthcare in this country. God bless America. And I will have to recommend this clinic to all my friends. Never can be too cautious when it comes to your health.