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Doctor's Visit | rusty69 | 1

 

"Good morning, Mr. !" the receptionist greets you with a smile as you walk into Dr. Andrea Bensen's office. You yawn and return a greeting back to her as you sign in to the resister.

"Just have a seat and the doctor will be with you shortly." You glance at the clock; you arrived with a few minutes to spare. You grab a magazine from the rack and start paging through it as you sit down. You look around at the other patients. There is what looks like a mother and a daughter waiting, as well as another man who looks to be a few years older than you.

After a few minutes, the door to the back rooms open.

"?"

You drop the magazine, stand up and follow a pretty young female assistant into an examination room.

"How are you feeling, today, ?" she says as she leafs through your chart.

"OK, Doc. Just here for a routine physical." You reply as you hop up onto the examination bench.

"Allright, let's just get some of your specs!" she says. She instructs you to take off your shoes and stand on a scale with your back to the wall. You can't help but admire this pretty young lady's curves as she reaches around you to move the weights on the scale. Her soft, warm breasts brush against you a few times as she gets your weight and your height, and you can feel your dick start to stiffen a bit.

"Oh, god! Not here!" You think as you will yourself to calm down.

"OK, ," she says as she writes the results onto your chart. "Hop back onto the table and I'll get your blood pressure." You try not to stare at any one feature of hers for more than a few seconds as she gets the equipment.

"She really has a stunning body." you think to yourself as she bends down to get the equipment out of a drawer. She's dressed conservativly, but not so much as you can't make out her gorgeous frame. She has on a snug olive green skirt that stops just over her knees and accentuates her soft, round ass beautifully, and a white blouse that hugs her bosom is tucked into her skirt.

"Could you take off your shirt for me?" she asks innocently as she turns around.

You unbutton your shirt and remove it and she rolls up the sleeve of your white undershirt as she wraps the black band around your arm.

"Have you been exercising regularly, ? You look like you're in pretty good shape!" she smiles at you as she takes your blood pressure. It looks like that health club membership is paying off!

"A little bit." you reply with a smile. She finishes up your Blood pressure and then reaches for a thermometer.

"OK, now let's get your temp . ." She never finishes her statement as she drops the thermometer and it shatters. "Shit!" she exclaims quickly, and then covers her mouth in embarrassment and looks at you apologetically.

"I'm sorry, , this isn't very professional. That was the only oral thermometer we have left and the third one I've broken this week. I . . . . I . . . " she looks down at the floor and turns a shade redder as she struggles to find the words. "I'm afraid that I only have rectal thermometers left." You see her eyes look up to you as you let her last words sink in.

"I promise I'll be very gentle," she says as she puts her hand on your knee.

 

What do you do?


          Storm out of there!

          You think, What the hell...

          Politely refuse

 
 
 

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