"Alright Mr.Anon, please pull down your pants." You obey her command with a nod, turning around and pulling down both your shorts and your boxers.
You were undergoing your annual prostate examination, paid of course with your generous premium healthy insurance. You had a new doctor now, your old one had retired.
You were surprised by how young she was, she wore a face mask so you couldn't say for sure, but you were confident she was a very beautiful woman.
"Alright I'm going in." She said in her husky and arousing voice, you close shut your eyelids. Only twitching slightly when her gloved finger, slick with a cool feeling gel, inserts itself into your rectum.
"Are you comfortable Mr Anon?" She asks gently, you know she was trying to be professional but your cursed mind can't help but interpret it as dirty talk. You bite your tongue and curl your toes.
You almost coughed when you felt the nudging of her fingertip against your prostate. You grind your teeth in frustration.
"Alright Mr Anon it seems to be healthy. You can pull up your pants now." You can hear the elastic stretching sound of her removing her glove, you can hear the scribbling of a ballpoint on paper.
You turn around, your hands on your shorts.
"So there's no issue? Everything is in order?" You ask relieved.
"Yes Mr Anon ever-" She stops, her blue eyes staring at the middle of something down below your waist.
You notice, your head lowered. Your raging erection visible to her.
Your curse at yourself, quickly raising your shorts and underwear.
"O-Oh sorry about that!" You sputter out.
She simply coughs, averting her eyes, pushing back the bridge of her spectacles.
"Please Mr Anon, I'm a medical professional. Your penis isn't the first I've seen in my career." She says that in a strict tone, but you could see her blushing even under the mask.
You sit quietly down behind her desk, waiting for her to finish up her report.
"Everything is in order Mr Anon. You're an exceedingly healthy man even for your age." She hands you your report, and her business card.
You look at it, 'Dr Ouro Kronii." it had the name of her clinic and two sets of numbers. One number was printed , the other written with an elegant and girly handwriting.
"The first number is my working number, the second one is my private one." You look up back to her.
Her facemask is lowered now, giving you a good look at her breathtaking face. She was blushing red something fierce. Her tongue licking her big and soft lips.
You nod weakly.
"I-I'll keep that in mind Doctor." You say nervously.
This was gonna be the start of an interesting Doctor-Patient relationship.