And with that, Melanie’s parents walked out the front door and left Melanie alone with Dr. Taylor.
“So,” said Dr. Taylor, “shall we get started?”
“Sure,” said Melanie. “Should we go into the living room, like usual?”
“Actually,” said Dr. Taylor, “I think it would be better if we did this examination in your bedroom. I’ve been looking over the exam requirements from your school, and you will need to be lying down for much of it. So, I think you would be more comfortable on your bed, wouldn’t you?”
“Oh, I guess so,” said Melanie. “But my bedroom is a little messy. I’ve been busy packing.”
Dr. Taylor laughed. “I think I can handle a little mess, Melanie.”
Melanie led Dr. Taylor to her bedroom upstairs. It was covered in the same pink and yellow flowery wallpaper she had picked out when she was just five years old.
She was so focused on hoping Dr. Taylor wouldn’t think she was still just a silly little girl, that Melanie didn’t even notice the pink laced bra and thong lying in the open on the floor next to her bed.
“I see you’ve started wearing thongs,” said Dr. Taylor with a laugh as he bent over to pick up the sexy pink thong. “I guess you really have grown up.”
He dropped the thong and then grabbed her bra off the floor as well. He rubbed the lacy cup between his fingers and then stretched it over his fist.
“You sure have filled out, too. The last time I saw you, your breasts were just beginning to develop.” Dr. Taylor read the tag on the bra and raised an eyebrow. “And now, you fill a c-cup.”
Melanie wasn’t sure how to respond. It felt strange to hear her childhood doctor commenting on the size of her newly-formed breasts and on the type of panties she wore.
But, something about watching Dr. Taylor’s big strong hands caressing her delicate bra was sending a pleasant fluttering sensation throughout her body.
Dr. Taylor handed Melanie her bra and gave her a warm smile.
“Now, Melanie, have you looked over the list of requirements your school sent for this physical?”
Melanie shook her head.
“Well, suffice it to say, it is quite thorough and will require me to gain a rather intimate knowledge of your body.”
Melanie’s eyes widened.
“I have a hospital gown for you to wear if you would like,” Dr. Taylor went on. “However, as I will be examining all areas of your body, it may be simpler for both of us if you just take your clothes off and skip the gown. It’s just the two of us here, after all.” He smiled again.
Again, Melanie didn’t know what to say. She had never been naked in front of a man before. But, there was a part of her that wanted to see how Dr. Taylor would react to seeing her naked body.
He may have seen her without clothes on as a child, but she was a woman now and she knew she had a body that men desired.
As her breasts filled out and her butt rounded into a perfect little peach, Melanie noticed the ranch hands and even some of her dirty uncles had begun to stare at her.
She often caught them licking their lips when she bent over. Would Dr. Taylor lick his lips, too, if she revealed her sweet bare breasts to him now? The rebellious and eager side of Melanie wanted to find out.
“Okay, Dr. Taylor,” she said as she reached behind her to unzip her frilly summer dress. “Whatever you think is best.”
Melanie slipped her arms out from under the dress’s skimpy straps and casually let it fall to the floor at her feet. She then reached her arms behind her back once more to unhook her bra as Dr. Taylor watched her intently with an unreadable expression on his face.
Her soft perky breasts hardly moved when Melanie removed their support and let her bra fall to the floor on top of her dress.
Dr. Taylor’s eyes fell shamelessly down to her plump tits, and Melanie could feel her soft nipples stiffen under his arousing glare.
“Dr. Taylor?” said Melanie, pulling the doctor’s eyes back to hers. “Should I remove my underwear too?”
“You may leave those on for now,” he said casually. “Have a seat on the bed, and we’ll get started.”
Dr. Taylor opened his black leather doctor’s bag and pulled out his stethoscope, along with a pen and folder containing Melanie’s medical chart. He then sat down next to Melanie and placed the earbuds of his stethoscope into his ears. Melanie inhaled his warm musky scent and bit down on her bottom lip in anticipation of his touch.
The doctor leaned into Melanie and placed one hand flat on her bare back, while the other pressed the cold face of the stethoscope against her skin just above her left breast. Melanie gasped at the sensation of the cold metal, and Dr. Taylor pulled it away.
“Sorry,” he said with a grin.
He pulled the metal disk up to his mouth and breathed a hot breath of air onto it before placing back onto Melanie’s chest, all without taking his steamy blue eyes off of her.
“Is that better?”
“Y-yes,” said Melanie shakily.
“Now,” he said. “take some deep breaths for me.”
Melanie began taking slow, deep breaths as Dr. Taylor moved the metal disk to different points on her chest. On her fifth inhale, he placed the stethoscope directly on top of one of her stiff nipples, causing Melanie’s breath to cut short.
“I need you to relax, Melanie. Close your eyes.”
Melanie did as she was told, and she felt Dr. Taylor’s hand cup around her breast and squeezed the stethoscope against her stimulated nipple. He let out a long sighing breath next to her ear. She peeked through a slit in her eyes and saw Dr. Taylor’s lips part as he stared hungrily down at her fleshy globe in his hand.
He kneaded it a couple of times, and Melanie closed her eyes again. Then, she felt Dr. Taylor’s other hand begins to creep over her shoulder from behind her and reach for her other breast.
“Just relax,” Dr. Taylor said in a husky voice has his hand grabbed hold of her left breast and lifted it up. “I just need better access to listen to your heart.”
He placed the stethoscope against her skin, just below her bosom as the fingers of his other hand gently pinched her hard nipple between them. Melanie furrowed her brow at the pleasurable sensation. She wondered whether Dr. Taylor realized what his fingers were doing to her.
This didn’t feel like any exam he had ever given her before. But maybe, this was all just part of the school’s requirements. Melanie wasn’t sure, but she was happy to go along with it either way. Whatever Dr. Taylor was doing to her, it felt … good.
After a long steamy moment, Dr. Taylor slowly released Melanie’s breast, allowing his fingers to glide over her sensitive peak as he did so.
When he removed his hands and stood up from the bed, Melanie opened her eyes to see Dr. Taylor standing in front of her with what looked like the thick tip of a baseball bat poking out at her from beneath his pants.
“Dr. Taylor!” she said in surprise, unable to take her eyes off of his crotch.
“Yes, Melanie?” Dr. Taylor said in a steady voice. “What is it?”
Melanie looked up into Dr. Taylor’s gorgeous blue eyes. His brow was furrowed behind the rim of his glasses, making him look sexier than ever. Was he really not going to acknowledge that he was standing in front of her sporting a massive erection??
Melanie had never seen a man with an erection before. She had caught glimpses of the flaccid cocks of the ranch hands, floppy around between their legs, as she spied on them skinny dipping in the pond. But she had never seen one of those cocks get hard before. She had no idea they could get so big.
Seeing Dr. Taylor stand before her now with the very erect, rounded head of his penis poking wantonly out at her from beneath his trousers was awakening some instinctive desire deep inside of her.
“Is something wrong, Melanie?” Dr. Taylor prompted again when Melanie didn’t answer.
Melanie searched for the right words as her eyes darted between Dr. Taylor’s eyes and his intimidating erection. Was this some sort of game he was playing with her? If it was, Melanie wanted to find out where it would go.
This was the most fun she’d had in weeks, and she did not want the game or the examination to end.
“No, Dr. Taylor, nothing’s wrong. I’m ready for the next part of the examination, now.”
Dr. Taylor raised his eyebrows. He seemed momentarily surprised by her answer. But, he quickly collected himself and smiled.
“Lie down and place your arms over your head.”
His smile shifted to a sultry grin.
“I’m going to administer your breast exam.”
Melanie did as she was told, and Dr. Taylor took a step forward to stand next to the side of her bed. He began massaging her soft mounds with his fingertips, slowly inching towards her stiff rosy-pink buds.
His fingers circled her puffy areolas, teasingly, before finally reaching her sensitive points. Melanie inhaled sharply as Dr. Taylor’s thumbs brushed back and forth over each of her nipples, flicking them gently side to side.