“Jane Wilson to Dr. Clinton’s room.” crackled the loud speaker.
Jane, blonde, slim and forty, started to her feet and hurriedly set off down the corridor in the direction of the consulting rooms. It was her first visit to the new health centre and she was not certain which way to go. At the end of the waiting area a sign pointed to the right and at the end of the corridor was a door with Dr. Clinton’s name on it. She knocked and went in.
“Come in, come in, no time to waste, I’m Dr. Clinton. You’re a new patient I see, what’s the trouble.” said a brisk young woman in a business suit with glasses and tied back dark hair.
“Yes.” said Jane sitting down nervously, “I’ve twisted my ankle and need a note as I have been off work.”
The doctor told her to take off her shoe and felt her ankle and foot.
“It doesn’t seem too bad to me, but I’ll give you a certificate for a week.”
“Thank you.” said Jane putting her shoe on again and rising to leave.
“Not so fast, I see from you notes that although you registered here six months ago, you have not undergone a new patient assessment. We’d better do it now.”
“Oh, no,. Please don’t worry. My old doctor never bothered with things like that, and I didn’t want to waste your time.”
“Of its not a waste of time, prevention is better than cure. There is nothing for you to be scared o so lets get started”. Dr. Clinton was clearly not the kind of doctor to argue with. She began by taking Jane’s blood pressure, muttering that it was bit high, then weighed her and checked her height with a gauge against the wall. Next she sent Jane down the corridor to the toilet with a clear plastic cup to obtain a urine sample. Embarrassed Jane made her way back to the consulting room fearful of spilling any of the warm, yellow liquid. Her embarrassment was heighted when she noticed a man sitting in the corridor grinning broadly at her predicament.
“Right, I need to give you a thorough physical examination, so would you please go next door and take your clothes off.” commanded the doctor.
“What all of them?” Jane wasn’t expecting this but the doctor merely raised her eyebrows with impatience. Jane had previously noticed a doorway leading off from the same vestibule to the consulting room as she came in from the corridor, but being nervous of doctors had not looked in. Now she realised that it was a small windowless examination room.
As she entered she also realised that she had not closed the outer door where the man waiting outside had heard everything that was being said and was now eagerly leaning forward to get a better view. She could hear the doctor washing her hands and not wanting to make her more aggressive by keeping her waiting, Jane switched on the light and was faced by the blue plastic covered examination couch over which a length of paper towel had been laid. In a large sink lay a steel dish which contained a used speculum and a discarded rubber glove. Jane shivered at the sight of it, hoping against hope that her check up would not involve an internal but feared that it would. She only had time to remove her sweat shirt when the doctor bustled in holding a stethoscope which she now hooked into her ears.
“Bra off too please.” Jane fumbled to unhitch the clasps of her mauve lacy bra as quickly as she could. The doctor stood behind her and placed the cup of the stethoscope on her back. “Breath normally,” pause, “and again,” the stethoscope moved downwards. “Deep breath this time, and hold it, right breath out “.
Doctor Wilson now percussed Jane’s back with her fingers. Then moved around in front of her and repeated the procedure on her chest. Jane had not been examined by a woman doctor since she was a teenager and was finding the experience even more embarrassing than with a man. When the doctor moved her breast to place the stethoscope against her ribs her nipples became instantly erect, a reaction not missed by Dr Clinton.”
“Right lay down on the couch so that I can examine your breasts. Oh, before you do that you had better remove your jeans too.”
Jane did as she was told and was startled by how cold the doctor’s hands were as they circled and squeezed each of her small breasts in turn.
“Now sit up and put your hands above your head.” The procedure was repeated, and to Jane’s further embarrassment she felt herself squirm with pleasure.
Once again she was told to lay back on the couch while the doctor probed and prodded her abdomen, edging down ever nearer to the waist band of her embroidered French knickers, until finally the elastic was lifted and the probing fingers moved down into the mass of blonde pubic hair. Jane was brought sharply out of her increasingly relaxed state by the order to cough as Dr. Clinton checked one side of her groin then the other for signs of a hernia.
“I think we can get rid of these now. ” said the doctor sliding the by now decidedly damp knickers down over Jane’s trembling thighs. Jane blushed but the doctor had turned away. Over her shoulder she instructed her patient to draw her knees up and let them fall outwards. Jane knew what was coming next as the command was accompanied by the fearful snap of rubber gloves. Before she knew it a large metal speculum was being pushed into her vagina. The doctor had omitted to warm it and the cold took her by surprise. After having a good look around inside Doctor Clinton took a smear sample, and then removed the speculum. Having well lubricated her fingers with KY jelly ,the doctor again gave Jane’s vagina her full attention. She spread the lips of Jane’s labia and eased in two fingers while the fingers of her other hand deftly found and began massaging her clitoris which was even more of surprise for the patient.
“My examination leads me to believe that you haven’t had too much sex lately. Is that right?”
“Yes, Doctor, in fact ,Oh Aaah, not since my divorce ten years ago. Aaaaah.” By now Jane was gripping the sides of the couch very tightly as the doctor brought her to a swift and awesome climax.
“Well I think you had better come and see me again for some further treatment.” she said with half smile.
“Is that all for now, doctor?” asked Jane as she climbed uncertainly off the couch.
“No one last check before you get dressed, bend over and touch your toes.”
As Jane hesitated the doctor snapped ‘ Right over’ quickly pushing her head forward and delivering a resounding smack to her bare bottom.
” You must learn that when I give you an instruction, you do it.”
“Yes doctor.” breathed Jane
Before she knew it cold KY jelly was being spread on her anus and two strong fingers were forced up. Jane gave a squeal of surprised pleasure.
“Yes, well everything seems to be alright, but I still think you should come back for a further check up next month. “said the doctor. “Make an appointment with the receptionist as you go out. You can put your clothes on now.” and returned to her desk.
As she dressed she realised that the man outside must have heard everything, but then noticed that Doctor Clinton had carefully closed both the outer door and that of the exam room.
When she returned home she phoned her friend Claire.
“How did you get on at the Doctor’s, Jane.?”
“Oh,” replied Jane, “She was every bit as good as you said she was.”
– The End –
