Doctor's New Patient

Doctor’s New Patient

By

Rene Pierce

Doctor’s New Patient

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Copyright © 2012 Rene Pierce

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1
^st
Appointment

“
Hold the elevator
please,” Laurel said dashing thru the elevator doors. The
middle-aged woman occupying the car scowled at her as she punched
at the button that closes the doors. Bitch, Laurel though pushing
past her to hit the button that will take her to the dreaded third
floor.

The nerves were making her sick to her
stomach as the steel trap ascended closer to the gynecologist’s
office. It has been three years since she’s been and were it not
for her intrusive friend Taylor, she wouldn’t be here today. It’s
not like she really needed to be here anyway. She was not sexually
active now, nor has she ever been.

Her blonde hair, blue eyes, and slim
figure kept guys interested but it was never the right time for
Laurel. She was simply too busy working full time to support
herself thru college to find time to date. After graduation, she
went to work as a meeting planner for a life insurance company. Now
she was too busy building her career to find time to date. Friends
and members of her family were relentless at setting her up, but
Laurel never found any of her blind dates interesting enough to
want to see them again. They all seemed so shallow and incredibly
boring.

The elevator arrived on the third
floor and Laurel got off, located Dr. Stewart’s office and went in.
She was only a few minutes late, but doctors always ran late, she
though checking in at reception. The receptionist gave her a
medical history questionnaire attached to a clipboard and asked her
to fill it out for the doctor to review. Laurel handed her
insurance and debit card to the receptionist and sat in the empty
waiting room. It was a little after four thirty in the afternoon
and she figured she was probably the last patient of the
day.

She looked thru the questionnaire and
started filling it out. There were some general questions regarding
her age, first day of her last period, family history, and the date
of her last pap smear. Well crap, she though writing three years in
the blank. The next question was one she didn’t remember ever being
asked on a medical form. It asked how many sexual partners she’s
had. She wrote a big fat zero on that line. When she finished, she
took it up the receptionist who placed in in her chart and walked
it to the back of the office.

Laurel reclaimed her seat in the
waiting room and began mindlessly flipping thru a magazine. She
wasn’t interested at all in reading, but it gave her something to
do.

“
Laurel Bishop,” a severe
looking middle aged nurse called thru the open door that led to the
exam rooms. She was dressed in black scrubs and her matching black
hair was pulled into a tight bun at the back of her
head.

Laurel stood and followed the nurse
into an examination room. The first thing she noticed was the fact
that the stirrups were already out on the exam table and it
immediately increased her nerves.

“
Remove your clothes and
put this gown on,” she said handing Laurel a flimsy hospital gown.
“The ties go in the front.” She turned to the cabinets in the room
and pulled out an old glass thermometer and a tube of lubricant.
Laurel’s eyes doubled in size from the shock that anyone still used
glass thermometers and the lubricant made her wonder if the nurse
was planning on sticking that thing in her ass.

The nurse looked at her with
irritation. “Please remove your clothes Miss Bishop. Since you were
late, we need to rush to get you ready for the doctor.”

Okay, I guess she isn’t going to leave
the room, Laurel thought as she removed her dress and folded it
over the chair. She then took of her bra and panties, kicked off
her shoes, and quickly donned the gown. Tying the strings that held
the gown together, Laurel was as ready as she was ever going to
be.

The nurse patted the table and Laurel
sat on the edge. “Put your feet in the stirrups. You will feel a
little pressure as I place this thermometer in your anus. Hold
still and relax,” she said as Laurel felt something cold and wet on
the opening of her ass. A moment later, she felt the hard glass
thermometer enter slowly into her anus.

It wasn’t painful, but she found it
was awkward and extremely embarrassing to have her temperature
taken this way. After about three minutes, the nurse removed the
thermometer and told Laurel she could sit up. Laurel sat up and
watched the nurse press a button on the wall and walk over to the
cabinets to drop the thermometer into the sink. Opening two of the
cabinets, she began placing other items on a small cart beside one
of the stirrups.

Laurel watched her take out a
speculum, a long syringe type device, a bar of soap, and several
towels. What the hell, Laurel thought as she heard the door open.
Whipping her head around, she saw Dr. Stewart enter the room and
shut the door. He was an extremely good looking guy Laurel thought.
He was tall with black hair and beautiful green eyes. Dr. Stewart
would definitely make a great model if he decided this medical
thing didn’t work out.

He smiled at her warmly and sat on the
low stool that was on wheels. “Hello Miss Bishop, I’m Dr. Stewart.”
He reached out his hand to her and Laurel shook the doctor’s
hand.

“
Let’s see what we’ve got
here,” he said looking down at her chart. “It’s been three years
since your last pap smear?”

“
Yes,” she
answered.

“
And I see here that you
have never been sexually active. Why is that,” he asked cocking his
head to one side.

Laurel was shocked that he was asking
her this, but she answered, “I haven’t had time.”

“
You haven’t had time for
a sexual relationship, Laurel?”

“
No, I haven’t,” she
snapped. What difference did it make to him?

“
I see,” he grinned.
Directing his gaze to his nurse he said, “This will require the
extensive exam.” Turning in his seat to face Laurel, he said,
“Since you have not had a pap smear in three years, we will need to
perform a two part exam. After today, I will need to see you again
in a few days.”

She was floored, she didn’t even want
to be here now and yet he was requesting she return for more? “I
don’t understand. I’ve never heard of an exam this
extensive.”

His expression turned hard. “I will
explain after we finish here today. Now please lie back on the
table so I may perform the breast exam.”

Laurel lay back on the table and Dr.
Stewart quickly untied the strings in the front of her gown.
Tossing back both sides of the gown so she lay completely exposed,
he lifted her left arm and began using two hands to check for lumps
starting under her armpit and ending at her nipple. He repeated the
action on her right side. When he was finished, he had her put her
arms down to rest on her sides.

She thought he was finished, but he
suddenly began lifting and molding her breasts in his hands. She
was being fondled and the nurse that was supposed to be supervising
was standing there watching him do it.

She started to struggle and push at
his hands. “Miss Bishop, please calm down. This is part of the
physical. There are going to be a lot of things happening in the
next hour or so that you may find uncomfortable, but you will have
to trust me.”

Laurel looked into his beautiful eyes
and her hands dropped to her sides again. He smiled and continued
fondling her breasts. The longer he did it, the more she found she
was enjoying it. He rolled her nipples in his fingers and jolts of
pleasure shot straight to her stomach.

“
Good,” he stated as he
straightened and sat back on the stool. “Now, we will conduct the
pelvic exam. I am going to have Celeste strap your feet to the
stirrups as a precaution.”

Laurel was beginning to get a little
nervous. What kind of precaution warranted her to be restrained?
Never has she been strapped to the table at any of her other pap
smears. This was certainly not like any other, she thought watching
Nurse Celeste strap her feet to the stirrups.

Celeste turned to the sink and filled
a bowl with water and then placed it on the cart as Dr. Stewart
rolled the stool to the end of the table. He was positioned between
her legs.

“
Laurel, I’m going to wash
your vagina before we start the exam. I find that some of my
patients need a little extra instruction in cleansing. Of course
you have no pubic hair so it’s a lot easier to clean.”

The water in the bowl made sloshing
sounds as he was rubbing the soap in his wet hands inside the bowl.
When he had a good lather, he began rubbing the soap all over her
vagina and inner thighs. Laurel moaned softly because it felt so
good to fell his slippery hands run along her pussy. At first, she
was concerned with the fact that he didn’t don a pair of gloves,
but feeling his bare soapy hands on her made her discard that
concern quickly.

He increased his probing by running
his soapy hands into the lips of her vagina. “Laurel, when you
clean your vagina, you want to make sure you get deep in the
crevices here,” he said pushing his soapy fingers deeper in the
clefts around the entrance of her pussy.

After what seemed like ten minutes,
Laurel’s vagina was richly lathered in soap. She gazed down between
her legs and it looked like a mound of shaving cream covered
her.

“
Now, Celeste will rinse
while I prepare for your exam.” He got off the stool and Celeste
took his seat.

As Laurel watched Dr. Stewart rinse
off his soapy hands, Celeste dipped a washcloth in the warm water
and removed the soap. A large amount of soapy water was hitting the
floor and when she was finished, she grabbed a large towel out of
the cabinet and dropped it on the floor to soak up the
water.

Dr. Stewart dried his hands and put on
a pair of black rubber gloves. Celeste and Dr. Stewart traded
places and he was between Laurel’s legs again. “Okay Laurel, I’m
now going to open your vagina for the Pap smear. Since you have
never been sexually active, your vagina will be tight. I will need
to use my fingers to widen your vagina. Please try to
relax.”

Shit, this is the part she hated, she
thought. Dr. Stewart pulled Laurel’s hips down so her butt hung off
the edge of the table. He turned to the cart and picked up a tube
of lube squirting a liberal amount onto his fingers. Hearing the
squirt from the tube, Laurel pulled her knees together. Celeste
came to the side of the table and pulled her legs back down,
opening them wide.

“
Relax your legs Miss
Bishop. It will open you up more for the doctor.” Laurel complied
and Celeste returned to stand to the side of the doctor.

She then felt something cold and wet
at the entrance of her vagina and then two of his fingers slowly
entered her. Dr. Stewart pulled them out all the way and then
slowly pushed them back in. Laurel held her breath as he continued
that several times. Her breath came out in a gasp when he suddenly
plunged his fingers into her pussy as far as they would
go.

“
Good job Laurel. Just
relax and breathe,” he advised twisting his fingers and pushing and
pulling at a steady pace. She felt a quickening in her body and her
vagina was beginning to twitch with sensation. She wondered if she
was going to have an orgasm and prayed she wouldn’t. Closing her
eyes, she tried to focus on something other than the fingers
fucking her.