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Subject: {ASSM} "Checkup" (ff, ds) by deirdre -- reposted by H. Jekyll and PleaseCain
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"Checkup"  (ff, ds)

by deirdre


*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone. She was last heard from in late April 1996.
We will repost all 156 stories, with comments by her, in alphabetical
order, between now and the 10th anniversary of her "retirement." In the
coming months, we will announce a "deirdre-fest" for next Spring.
Meanwhile, enjoy!

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com.


*****

Disclaimer: my stories, like the private sex fantasies of many people,
often depict "breaking some rules."  Do not read this story if you
believe fantasy stories should never depict situations undesirable in
real life.  Be warned that you may not be comfortable with the sexual
situations.  Do not read this story if you are less than 18 years of
age.

Permission granted to archive, repost, or publish in low-cost CD-ROM
archives of alt groups.  Permission granted to publish in periodicals
and anthologies of this type of material if attributed to deirdre and
an author's payment is sent to AIDS research in the name of deirdre. --
deirdre

This story is not that much different from some "letters" I've seen
posted on a.s.b. and a.s.s. a couple of times, on the theme of
employment physicals.  But I like those letters.  I also like the
doctor/nurse/patient theme and I'll be posting some stories that
approach it from other perspectives. -- deirdre


Checkup

by deirdre


It was a routine physical at the health center of the company that was
giving me a job.  I got there early in the morning and was the first
patient there.  The receptionist took me to an examination room where I
waited.  Finally a woman entered who identified herself as a
"nurse-practitioner" who was going to give me the physical.  Strangely
enough, I was a little nervous over getting a checkup from a
woman--every other examination I had ever had had been done by a man.
But still it made me a bit less self-conscious knowing I would not have
a strange man seeing me naked.  Not that I ever had any real trouble
like that during checkups, but well, I digress.

Well, the woman was friendly and professional and gave me an
examination very much like those I'd had before.  Then she asked me to
get dressed and return to the reception area.  I was glad that it was
over though it hadn't really been that bad.  When I got back to the
reception area, besides the receptionist and the nurse-practitioner,
there was another woman, a nurse who hadn't been there before.  She was
talking to the nurse-practitioner, but after I approached and the
nurse-practitioner turned to talk to me, this nurse turned and saw me.
Something made me watch her--actually it was that she was absolutely
beautiful--blonde, with the face and figure of a model.  She also had a
look about her--a look of assurance that made me nervous.  She looked
briefly in my eyes, then I saw her eyes go down and look at my chest
for a second.  You might think the strange, but I am used to it from
both men and women: I have rather large breasts.  Of course a lot of
men like that, but though it is nice to be noticed which always turns
me on just a touch, at the same time it makes me very self-conscious.
Her eyes returned to mine, then she interrupted the nurse-practitioner
and drew her away and they talked in low voices.  After a minute, the
nurse-practitioner came back and told me to go with the nurse for the
rest of my physical.  The nurse told me to follow her and I followed
her to a different examination room.  I was surprised because it had
seemed that my physical was over.

Well, when I entered the room, she shut the door and told me to take
off my blouse.  This surprised me even more since it didn't seem
logical for them to ask me to undress two times for the physical.
Also, she stood there watching me which was weird.  I hadn't really
thought of it previous to that, but medical personnel usually let me
undress in privacy.  She just stood there watching as I unbuttoned the
blouse and slipped it off.  Then she told me to take off my bra.  She
spoke in a businesslike voice, almost impersonal--I preferred at least
a hint of friendliness to go along with the professionalism.  I took
off my bra and she had me stand right in the center of the room.  Then
she had me put my hands on top of my head and she stood right in front
of me, face to face.  I was immediately aware of her perfume.  She
looked down at my breasts, took one in her hand and felt around it with
her fingers.  This was making me much more self-conscious than
usual--maybe it was how close she was, or that I was standing like
that, or her incredible beauty, or her perfume.  Then she gave the
other breast the same examination.  Then she put one hand under each
breast and sort of hefted them a little as if feeling their weight.  I
started getting really self-conscious.  After a minute or so, she
allowed them to sit in their natural position again and started softly
rubbing them starting from underneath and going up to my nipples.  I
realized that I was getting a little turned on and I struggled to hide
it!  Imagine, getting turned on during a physical examination!

Well, after a couple of minutes, she stopped, stood back, and told me
to take off my skirt and everything else down to my panties.  This time
she left the room while I continued my undressing which was a relief.
She returned a minute later, but I was ready, sitting on the
examination table.  With her came the receptionist!  At least I had
assumed she was a receptionist, but soon I realized the nurse had
brought her to assist with the examination.  The nurse had me return to
the center of the floor and she told me to remove my panties.  After I
did that, she had me put my hands on top of my head again.  Let me tell
you, it was weird standing like that in front of those two women.  Then
she gave the receptionist a rubber glove and told her to put it on.
When the receptionist had the glove on, the nurse put K-Y Jelly on her
index finger.  Then she came to me, circled around behind me and dabbed
some K-Y Jelly on my rear hole!  The receptionist came around behind me
too, and soon I felt her finger right on my rear hole, probing its way
in!  Soon she had her finger plugged in and she was standing right
behind me so close I could feel her breath and smell her perfume too.
I couldn't believe it.

Then the nurse came around in front of me, and put her hands lightly on
my breasts again, rubbing the nipples lightly.  Then her hands passed
lightly down from my breasts, down my stomach, right to the top of my
sex!  Her fingers lightly touched the top of my cunt and then she ran
her hands back up to my breasts, then started repeating that motion.

You can't believe how self-conscious I felt.  I also definitely got
turned on and felt like a pervert for getting turned on during a
medical examination.  What would they think of me if they noticed?  I
struggled to hide it as best I could and kept my breathing pretty
steady, considering my state.  It seemed like forever that she did
that.  While she was doing it, the nurse-practitioner walked in.  She
looked at me and I thought I saw a little amusement on her face, but I
must have been mistaken.  Well, the nurse stopped her examining and
walked over to the nurse-practitioner who handed her something--a
camera I noticed, an instant type camera.  The nurse-practitioner left
and the nurse stood back and took a picture of me!  She told me it was
for my medical records, then she took another one from my side!
Needless to say, I was embarrassed by having my picture taken naked
with my hands on top of my head, but I couldn't understand why they did
it when the receptionist was so close behind me, with her finger
obviously inside me.  And when she took the picture from the side of
us, it would be obvious in the picture exactly what was happening!

After that, the nurse came back in front of me.  She came up just
inches away from me again and looked right into my face and told me to
look straight in her eyes.  Then she lightly ran her fingers up and
down my cunt.  I was aware of her perfume again and the closeness of
that sexy body.  I just knew my legs would buckle and I would moan out
loud, but I kept it to myself as best I could.

It seemed like forever, but right when I was about to break down, she
finally stopped.  She told me to get dressed and receptionist removed
her finger from inside me.  They stood there talking to each other
while I dressed and they often were watching me while they were
talking.  When I was done, they took me back to the reception area.
There were some more patients in the waiting room then and the
receptionist started taking names.  The nurse told me I needed a
follow-up visit in two weeks, but they had no time to schedule me.  She
told me that they would stay late one evening and I should come at 6PM.
 I agreed, thankful that they were willing to go out of their way for
my benefit.

Well, I have gotten really nervous about that follow-up visit: a couple
of nights after that first visit, I dreamed about those two.  Since
then, I can't help myself: when I masturbate, I think about lying
between those two women, on my side with the receptionist behind me
with her finger in my rear and the nurse lying in front of me in her
nurse's uniform, kissing me!  I just know that if this follow-up visit
includes either of them being close to me that I will be all-the-more
turned on.  Since then, I've started playing with my rear hole when I
masturbate.  My worst fear is that I embarrass myself at the next visit
by leaning over and kissing the nurse--she would be disgusted with me
and recognize me for the pervert I am.  I can't stand it.

My new job is going fine, but somehow I get paranoid about those
pictures that the nurse took--I imagine my coworkers somehow getting to
see them!  I would die if it happened--especially my new secretary who
is very efficient but seems a little snotty at times.  I saw her
looking at a snapshot with some of the other women in our department
and they nonchalantly slipped it out of sight when they noticed me
approaching--and I can't shake the irrational thought that it was one
of those pictures that the nurse took.

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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