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My Dermatologist
Age: 54
Height: 5’7’’
Weight: 145
Hair: Sandy Brown
Eyes: Green
Body: Mature Womans body maybe a few extra pounds but attractive, firm **
Measurements: guestimate 36D 32 36
Personality: smart and analytical. Quiet and introverted.
I scheduled an appointment with my dermatologist as a follow-up to a minor surgical procedure. I was in my 40s at the time and stayed in good physical shape. I was an avid runner, so I was trim and fit. I also tanned at a tanning salon.
I arrived for my late day appointment. Being summer I wore a t-shirt, shorts, socks and running shoes. I usually go commando in the summer. The surgical procedure was on my right knee so my shorts allowed sufficient access to the site.
The appointment went as I expected and it took just a few minutes for the exam. As I readied to leave, I stopped to read a poster warning of the dangers of skin cancers. The doctor noticed me reading the poster and without looking at her I asked not really serious “should I worry?” as her nurse readied the room for the next patient. She asked if I spent a lot of time in the sun. I told her I would consider my sun exposure “moderate.” She continued asking if I used a tanning bed, I told her I did. Her next question caught me off guard “what do you wear while your tanning?” I felt a little embarrassed and with a bit of shame looking at her I replied “nothing!” as her nurse moved to stand next to her.
Her next words sent a rush and an excitement through my body and made me hard. “Take off your clothes!” I stumbled on my words. “All of them?” “All of them!” she confirmed locking her eyes on mine.
I obediently began by kicking off my seekers and removing my socks. Next, I stripped off my t-shirt and hesitated knowing my only remaining piece of clothing was my shorts. If I removed my shorts, I would be naked in front of these two attractive women.
I actually began to tremble as I reached for the button at my waist. I was conflicted knowing I was now semi erect growing harder by the second. If I removed my shorts, they would know this scenario turned me on.
I looked back at the women as they stood and waited as I unbuttoned my shorts. I unzipped them and taking a steading breath pushed them down letting them fall to my ankles and lifting my foot lifted them off the floor and tossed them with the rest of my clothes.
I was very aware now that i was hairless from the neck down as both women looked me up and down. the doctor told me to lay on the table face down. I was relieved that I could hide my **. They walked over to me and the nurse stood on my right and the doctor on my left. I was feeling a little better. Being a runner, I had a muscular round ** and defined legs. I thought they were my best features.
The doctor began at the top of my head moving my hair to examine my scalp. She slowly progressed lightly running her fingers over my neck, shoulders, arms and back as if to mark where she was examining. I felt her fingers running over my ** cheeks. Then I felt her gently spread my ** cheeks and get a good long look at my ** then progressed to my thighs, legs and feet. “Turn over!” she ordered.
I was mortified that my ** was hard as I slowly rolled over. I watched as she and the nurse looked at my ** for what seemed like an eternity but said nothing. Once again, she moved to the top of my head and moved my hair around examining my scalp. When she moved to my face, I noticed that she wasn’t wearing gloves. Her bare skin was touching mine which for whatever reason excited me even more.
She lightly dragged her fingers over my neck, shoulders, chest and as she began examining my stomach, I thought to myself that she would no way touch my ** as I waited with anticipation. As her fingers got closer and closer to my ** I began to tremble. She moved to within millimeters of my ** then proceeded to my right thigh, knee, shin then my foot. her assent of my left leg in the same order landing on my hip bone.
My heart was pounding and I tried hard to control my breathing hoping my heart didn’t jump out of my chest when she said “open your legs” as I felt her fingers guide my ** to one side and lifted my ** to examine under them. She moved my ** and ** around for what seemed like forever. Just when i thought she was done and I wouldn’t humiliate myself by ** she gently wrapped her hand around my ** and pulled stretching the skin to further examine me in detail. Her movements were a slow stroke of my **. “She isn’t trying to make me **!” I thought in disbelief. I was fighting hard not to ** and now I think she was just messing with me. Her nails were gently scratching the underside of my **.
Concerned with my predicament I looked over at the nurse who was transfixed watching what the doctor was doing. If I came, they would both see and I would be humiliated. I began to squirm in an effort to stop the inevitable. “Are you OK?” the doctor said looking at me with a smirk. Unable to respond I just looked back at her with a look of helplessness. The doctor refocused on my ** and a moment later my body arched and I reached out as a reaction feeling my hand land on the doctor’s **. With her help I covered my stomach with a huge load of ** as I heard myself say “oh God!” “feel better?” the doctor asked as she reached for a paper towel to wipe my ** off her hand. As I watched her smirking back at me, I felt the nurse begin to clean my ** off my stomach and **. “you can get dressed now!” the doctor said smirking at her nurse. As she left, she told me not to forget to schedule my next appointment. I dressed not knowing what just happened. It felt great and I can’t wait for my next visit. I still ** thinking about that day.
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