"Now, if you all don't mind, I would like to keep Alexis in the examination room by herself so that I can continue some extra examinations, just to ensure the diagnosis."

  "Are you okay with that Alexis," my parents asked looking at me with worried looks.

  "Yeah, don't worry about me," I responded with a smile. "I'll be fine."

  My parents looked back at Dr. Smith and my mom spoke now. "Is it okay if we just sit in the waiting room? I don't feel too comfortable just leaving my daughter when she is in pain."

  Dr. Smith smiled and chuckled. "That's completely fine! And try not to worry too much, the hard part has passed. The chances of Alexis having anything more than tendonitis is close to none. But, as a perfectionist and a doctor, it is my job to consider all outcomes."

  My parents began to feel a bit relieved, and they thanked Dr. Smith for his wonderful care. They told him that they were glad that he worked at my college and even called him a saint.

  Dr. Smith began to blush and thanked them. With that, everyone else in the room began to wish me luck and headed out the room. I thanked Jennifer again for the recommendation, and she just smirked and told me not to worry about it. She reassured me that he will relieve my pain. I asked if he would give me painkillers, but she didn't hear me, I guess, seeing as she was already walking out the door. I shrugged it off since everything has been fine up until now.

  By now, everyone was out the door, and Dr. Smith looked back at me.

  "Alright Alexis, are you ready to continue the examination?"

  "Yes, Doctor."

  "Great. First, let me start off with a bunch of standard questions." He looked me in the eyes with a large amount of confidence as he asked every single question. "Have you been here before, possible to see another doctor?"

  "No."

  "Okay, and when is the last time that you have done a physical?"

  I thought about it. I'm pretty sure that I did it last year with a random doctor that a friend recommended in order so that I could play basketball. I told Dr. Smith that and he asked if the college had it on file for him to look at it.

  "I'm pretty sure that they do."

  "Alright, well if you don't mind, I'm going to take a bit to go and look it up." He put his warm touch on my thighs. I looked down at his rough, but gentle hands and back up at him. "Don't worry," he started. "Everything will be fine. I'm going to ensure that." With that, Dr. Smith exited the examination room and closed the door on the way out.

  I looked back at my thigh to where Dr. Smith had touched, and it almost felt as if his hands were still there. I'm not sure how to describe it. It was still warm, but I still felt a tingling feeling. Not a bad one, but a very calming and exciting one. I had to admit, Dr. Smith was a very attractive man. Better yet, he was a sincere and attractive man. He cared for me every step of the way. I placed my hands to where he had his hands on my thigh. It felt as if I was missing something.

  Without anyone in the room, I let my thoughts wander. I began to get aroused, and my heart began to beat faster as I thought of Dr. Smith being next to me again. I tried to get my mind off of Dr. Smith, but it proved to be difficult. I thought to every part of his body that turned me on. His wonderful celebrity like hair, his grassland green eyes, his beautiful smile, and last but not least, his very fit body.

  I looked down, and lifted my hands and put them on my knees. There was still a pain. I had a thought. Something that could take my mind off of the pain. I lifted my right hand off my knee and brought it closer to the waistband on my shorts. I began to ease my right hand below the waistband to where I was wearing no underwear. I always did enjoy playing basketball without any underwear, seeing as it was more comfortable. I lowered my fingers to my clit, where the tingling feeling was there again. I felt very aroused, especially when I thought to Dr. Smith. The idea of him being right outside the examination room, and that I could be caught just made it that much more exciting. I began to feel the heat rush to my cavern. My clit accepted my fingers as I slowly rubbed it. With my left hand, I gripped the edge of the table, trying to keep it still so that I wouldn't make any noise. I gasped for air, but it was more difficult than usual. I was so focused on my clit that breathing seemed less important.

  I thought of Dr. Smith taking me on this table where he performed countless amounts of examinations. I imagined him putting me on my back as he climbed on the table over me right after taking off his doctor's coat. As he towered over me, he would lift my basketball shorts off and then rub my clit faster and faster as he kissed me.

  Sounds were now apparent from outside the examination room. Without any hesitation, I lifted my hand out of my basketball shorts and sat straight up.

  At that moment, Dr. Smith opened the door revealing him and his assistant. He was speaking to her and laughing as he came in by himself and closed the door behind him.

  That was a close one, I thought. I could've easily been caught pleasing myself right there in front of him, and who knows who could've found out, especially since his assistant was right there.

  "So, how are your knees?" Questioned Dr. Smith with a bright smile on his face.

  My knees. Oh right! I totally forgot as to why I was here in his office. Just thinking of Dr. Smith was able to help me forget the pain, even if it was just for a bit.

  "Still about the same as before," I told him.

  "That's great Alexis. However, I do have some bad news."

  My heart dropped. No. It can't be. Was it worse than he actually thought? Would I never be able to play basketball again? Hell, maybe I wouldn't even walk again.

  The worst kept coming to my mind, and I played all the worst case scenarios in my head in a matter of seconds.

  I began to stutter with fear of hearing the worst, "I-is it th-that bad?"

  He looked at me confused and then with realization with how he phrased his statement. "Oh no! Alexis, I didn't mean bad news about your knee! I just mean that your physical wasn't on file and that we would have to do one personally. I'm so sorry, I should've phrased my statement better."

  I let out a huge sigh of relief. "You scared me," I told Dr. Smith laughing.

  "I'm sorry," he laughed back. "But, we are going to have to do a full body physical. Not only will you need it to play basketball, but it will help diagnose the specific problem to your knee. I'm going to need you to sign this contract."

  I looked at Dr. Smith as he handed me a clipboard with a packet of papers.

  "I can give you some time to read it over if that's what you need," Dr. Smith told me.

  "Oh, no it's fine. If it's just a physical it's fine. The sooner I can get back on the court the better!"

  I signed the papers quickly with my signature and initials on every page. With that, I handed them back to Dr. Smith who looked very pleased.

  "Well, thank you, Alexis, for being such a good patient. Are you ready to get started?"

  "Yes."

  "Alright, well I am going to start off with some basic and standard question. Is that fine?"

  "Yep, whenever your ready."

  "Perfect. Alright, first, how often do you workout, or run."

  "Well, I have basketball practice Monday-Saturday. And Sundays I usually just relax. So, I workout and run about six times a week for a few hours a day."

  "Well, it's good that you do exercise almost every day. It will help maintain your fitness and good looks," he said with a smile.

  I blushed. "Thank you, Dr. Smith," I said with a smile and a bit of embarrassment.

  "Alright, on to the next question. I'm pretty sure that you don't do this, but it is a question we are required to ask."

  "That's fine, go ahead, Doctor."

  "Do you do drugs for whatever reasons. For example, do you do them to enhance your skill in basketball or do you use them for recreational purposes?"

  "No, Sir."

  "I figured, you seemed like an all natural girl."

  "Yup, I'm all natural," I said. After stating that, I just realized what he must've thought. But, he didn't seem too phased with it. I just giggled and blushed, and asked him to go on to the next question.

  He then proceeded to ask me if my parents or anyone in my family had any problems, such as cancer, depression, heart attacks, and more. I told him only a few people in my extended family had had cancer, but that's about it. He then proceeded to ask me about my knees and if anyone had ever had problems with their knees. I told him that a lot of my cousins actually did. He continued to take notes and ponder while making a very sexy face. I loved when Dr. Smith pondered, and thought about me.

  Next, he asked a question that threw me off a bit. "Are you sexually active Alexis?"

  I wasn't sure how to respond. It was something very close and personal to me. I became a bit defensive because of the question.

  "Are you sure that is needed Dr. Smith?" I asked now with a bit of annoyance.

  "I'm sorry Alexis, it was just protocol, and I need to know not only for your physical, but to see if you have any possible sexually transmitted diseases that could be causing your tendonitis to act up more. Sometimes, STDs can affect your muscle strength and that could be causing you trouble with your knees."

  I felt terrible that I snapped at Dr. Smith now. He was just trying to help me. It was a personal question, but he wouldn't have asked it unless he really needed to.

  "Sorry for getting mad Dr. Smith. But, no. I don't have any STDs. The only time I had sex was at the prom, over half a year ago with a close friend that I know wouldn't have had any problems."

  "It's okay Alexis and thank you for being so understanding," he said as he touched my arm. I looked into Dr. Smith's green eyes that seemed so comforting. I began to feel aroused again and had trouble responding to Dr. Smith.

  "I-it's okay," I stuttered to him.

  He looked at his chart and flipped through many pages with his ponder some look yet again. I stared at him as the next few moments could decide my future. He now looked up at me and smiled.

  "Well, it seems as if everything is okay."

  I sighed with relief.

  "But, we will have to continue the physical part of the examination now."

  I looked up at Dr. Smith with confusion. Physical part? What did he mean by physical? Was it what I imagined before? My heart began to pound faster as my curiosity spiked.

  "I will need to hear your heart first," Dr. Smith continued.

  Oh! He just meant listening to my heart. I thought it was something more personal.

  "But, since we will need accurate results, I will have to put the stethoscope under your shirt. Is that okay?"

  Wait, what. He was going to have his hands right on top of my breasts!

  "I-is th-that necessary," I stuttered.

  "I'm sorry Alexis, but it is. And remember, you signed the contract that stated you would comply to everything your physician ordered. Remember, this is for your health."

  He was right. Not only did I sign a contract, but I did make a promise that I would do anything I could in order to get back on the basketball court as fast as possible.

  "Alright, Doctor. That's fine. Just please be gentle, I'm a bit shy."

  "Thank you for listening, Alexis. And I'll be as gentle as possible," he said with a genuine smile on his face.

  Dr. Smith came close to me and put his right hand on my back. He looked at me and gave me the same genuine smile that he gave previously. My heart began to pound faster as Dr. Smith was moving his other hand closer and closer to my shirt. His fingers eased closer with the stethoscope in his hand. I watched Dr. Smith closely and as he came closer to coming under my shirt, I saw him bite his lower lip while he focused. He lifted the bottom of my shirt slowly and eased his hand in with stethoscope in it. I felt his the cold metal from the stethoscope and the warm touch from his hands on my stomach as he reached higher and higher. He continued slowly, but surely. Eventually, I felt him touch the bottom of my breast. He took his time to continue and dragged his rough hand over my left breast. With his fingers, he touched my nipples and continued upward, but slower now, almost as if he tried to take every second he could with my breast. Eventually, he went upwards and finally placed the stethoscope on my chest where my heart was.

  He looked back into my eyes yet again and smiled. "Alright Alexis, I'm going to need you to breathe through your nose deeply and exhale slowly through your mouth. Can you do that for me?"

  "Su-sure Doctor." I was still a bit uncomfortable that Dr. Smith was under my shirt feeling my breast, but I figured it was all a part of the procedure. I listened to Dr. Smith and breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly. My chest rised up against his arm and my breasts kept pushing up against him. I looked at Dr. Smith and he was giving the pondered look yet again as he listened intently.

  "Alright Alexis, it seems as that your heart is healthy!" He exclaimed as he continued to leave his hand on my heart. He removed the stethoscope from his ears, and then slowly dragged his hand down my breast that he had just felt before. But, as he dragged his hand down, I could swear that he cupped them while bringing his hands down slowly. He did it so smoothly that it felt as if I might've just imagined it.

  Finally, he removed his hands from underneath my shirt and wrote down the results on his chart. He looked back up at me. "Alexis, the next one is a little more personal. I'm going to need to feel your breast in order to check for lumps."

  I looked at Dr. Smith with an astonished look. "Um, is that really necessary Doctor? I'm pretty sure that I don't have cancer or anything."

  "Look, Alexis, even women at your age can still get cancer. It's more rare, but it is possible. And I can't afford to not check you because not only would I lose my job if something happened, but I would never forgive myself. So, if you don't mind, I would like you to remove your shirt."

  I thought about it. Should I let Dr. Smith check me? I mean, he was only doing it for my well-being. And like he said, it could be possible that I do have cancer.

  My paranoia began to kick in and think of all the scenarios if I did have cancer. I decided to go through with it. "Alright Doctor. You can go ahead," I said as I began to remove my shirt. I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and slowly lifted it up above my head as it also began to lift my breasts. And, in one swift motion, my breasts came out of my shirt into the open. With my shirt now off, I looked back to Dr. Smith who was now biting his lip again as he eyed them. I began to blush and look around the room as I tried to take my mind off the fact that my breasts were now exposed.

  I heard Dr. Smith now come closer to me again. I looked at him as he sat down in his chair in front of my table, eye level to my breast. He stared at them, and then he brought his hands up. He placed both hands under my breasts and began to cup them. I tried to take my mind off the fact that a man was feeling my breasts and tried to remember that it was for my health. He continued to play with them, and then I felt him push on my nipple with his finger. A sudden arousal came about and I let out a little moan. Looking back at Dr. Smith, he gave a smile and continued to play with my nipples. It felt great. I knew this couldn't possibly be a part of the test, but I didn't want to stop this amazing feeling. After playing with my nipples for a bit, he used both of his large hands and grabbed my breasts, feeling them in his hand. He continued to play with my breasts as I closed my eyes and just felt his warm touch on them. This attractive man was caressing and circling my breasts, and I couldn't help but to feel much more arousal. Heat rushed to my cavern, and my heart beat a lot faster now. I gasped for breath, but it proved to be difficult. I opened my eyes and looked at Dr. Smith, and he looked up at me and smiled.

  "It seems that you are okay Alexis. Thank you for complying. But, we will have to move on to the next and last test that will probably prove to be much more difficult."

  He removed his hands from my breasts and stared at him. What did he mean? What last test?

  "The last test will be a pelvic exam."

  Wait. What? "Um, is that necessary Doctor? I was okay to do the breast exam, but how necessary is the pelvic exam?"

  "I'm sorry Alexis, but this is required for the physical. And remember, if you don't get the physical on file, the chances of you being able to play basketball are highly unlikely."

  Shit. Basketball. I have to get this pelvic exam in order to be able to play basketball again.

  "By the way, before we do the pelvic exam, how do your knees feel now?" Asked Dr. Smith.

  My knees. I just realized that the pain had nearly subsided from my knees. They felt great, and I was finally able to move them just fine.

  "See, Alexis. I know what is necessary in order to help not only your pain, but for you to recover. So, will you trust me and take the orders I give?"

  He was right, he did help heal my knees. He relieved a lot of the pain just by doing these other tests that distracted me. And as the examinations continued, the pain in my knee subsided. Especially when he caressed my breasts. I had no choice. If I wanted to play basketball and fully heal, I had to take the doctor's orders.

  "Alright, Doctor, let's do the pelvic exam."

  He looked at me and smiled. "Thank you, Alexis." He now went behind me and lifted the table higher so that I could lean back. I complied and leaned back as he brought out the pads to lift my feet up and put them upon.

  "I'm going to remove your shorts, Alexis. Is that okay?"

  "Yes, Doctor. Do what you must."

  Dr. Smith sat in his chair that was now eye level to my cavern. He brought his hands to the waistband of my basketball shorts. I leaned back and looked down at him, and then closed my eyes. I felt his touch against my waist, and then he slowly began to bring down my pants, until they were finally off.

  I opened my eyes to see that he was staring at my cavern that was fully exposed. I began to turn red, but he looked up and smiled at me.

  "Don't worry, Alexis. I'll be gentle. This will be done before you know it."

 

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