Chapter 2
Jenny’s eyes couldn’t help but dive down to it a little, especially once they were both sat, and the doctor’s breasts were closer to eye level.
It was far too easy to just take a cheeky glance down, and they were pretty hard to miss. Must have been a D cup at least. She vaguely wondered whether they were real as the doctor began to speak, looking on her computer at Jenny’s patient notes to find out why she was here.
“So… it’s just a standard check up, with smear test?” She glanced up.
Jenny nodded, nervous at the very mention of it.
She swallowed and reached for Carla’s hand, who took it and gave it a gentle squeeze.
Jenny cleared her throat. “I uh… also wanted to speak with you about getting some birth control.”
“Ah,” Dr Henley nodded understandingly. “Do you have an active sex life?”
“Well, it’s not that so much although… obviously it would be kind of useful for that. It’s more just… I actually get very painful periods…” She felt her cheeks flushing up. She hated talking about this kind of stuff in public, especially in front of her best friend
and a pretty hot doctor. It was embarrassing.
Dr Henley seemed to sense how uncomfortable she was though and waved her away before she had chance to finish. “I completely understand. I’m sure we can sort something out.”
Jenny sighed in relief, her shoulders relaxing a little. Dr Henley was nice. She liked her already.
“Well, when you’re feeling ready, if you could pop yourself up on the examination table over there, that’d be great.”
The examination table.
So that was what they called it.
It was basically like an uncomfortable, hard bed on a stand.
With a large paper sheet covering it and a moveable bright white light hovering above it, also on a stand.
It wasn’t the most appealing, relaxing looking place in the world, and Jenny wasn’t sure she’d ever be what she could call ‘ready’ or ‘comfortable’ but she supposed she had to get it over with sooner or later. That was what they were here for, after all.
“I’ll pull the curtain aside, so that your friend doesn’t have to see you,” Dr Henley added in her soft, gentle voice. “Because I’m going to need you to remove your pants and knickers.
There’s a nightdress over there you can put on so you feel more comfortable. When you’re done, lie down on the table and spread your legs apart, please.”
Jenny blushed.
This was definitely the most ungraceful thing she’d ever done, and she felt extremely self-conscious. Still, she supposed Dr Henley saw this type of thing all the time, every day perhaps. She was completely used to it.
There was nothing weird or strange about it, and absolutely no need to be embarrassed.
She told herself that as she got up and moved over towards the examination area, lifting up her arm to grab the plastic curtain and pull it across, taking one last look at Carla as she slowly closed it.
Her best friend gave her an encouraging smile and a thumbs up. As she’d been telling her throughout the whole of that day it would be alright. She was overreacting for nothing.
Once the curtain was closed, she felt a little more private and cut off from everything, but she found her legs and arms were trembling as she shakily removed the bottom half of her clothes.
She started with her trainers, then socks, then finally her pants and knickers, leaving everything in a little pile on the floor before picking up the offered gown and slipping it on over her head to at least offer her some amount of privacy.
It was an ugly blue thing and came down to just below her knees. She knew she’d have to lift it up anyway when it came time for the examination, so the whole thing was pointless, but at least it made her feel better temporarily.
She slid onto the examination table, then cleared her throat gently to let Dr Henley know she was ready.
She heard a slight rustling and some footsteps as the doctor stood up from her desk.
“Are you ready?”
“Uh… yeah,” Jenny called out shakily.
She saw a hand creep round the side of the curtain, grab hold of it, and carefully pull it back a bit.
Then the busty, slim figure of Dr Henley stepped in to their little private area and once again closed the curtain behind her.
Jenny was sat on top of the table with her legs tucked up to her chest, hugging them protectively.
“Just lie back down and relax,” the doctor smiled. “Your friend is right out here, just outside, alright?”
Jenny nodded and did as she was told, lying down slowly on the bed, on her back, staring up at the white ceiling, noticing a small yellow stain on it and wondering how long it had been there.
“I’m going to need you to tuck your legs up again like you were before,” she continued in her calming but authoritative voice. “Only this time, you need to spread them apart as wide as you can. Do you think you can do that for me?”
Jenny nodded again.
“You can keep the gown down over you for your own privacy. I’ll lift it up when I need to.”
Jenny felt her cheeks flushed. It was embarrassing to think that, just outside the curtain, her best friend Carla was sat there listening to all this and knowing exactly what was going on and what was about to happen.
Perhaps it hadn’t been a good idea bringing her after all, although at the same time, she doubted she could have done this alone.
Once more, she did as she was told, bringing her legs up and tucking her feet to her butt a bit, before letting them fall apart and spread, exposing herself incredibly to the gaze of the doctor and her scary looking implements.
“I’m going to put some gel on first,” Dr Henley explained. “It’s essentially a lubricant and will make this easier and slightly more comfortable for you. It may feel a little cold at first.”
Jenny watched her snap on some gloves then delve her fingers into the tub of lube.
She looked away, staring up at the ceiling again and just waiting.
A few seconds later, she felt the coolness of the gel against her most intimate parts and gave a soft gasp, the doctor rubbing it around her entrance and sliding a couple of fingers inside her straight away.
She bit down on her bottom lip and tried to stay quiet.
“Some women do find they enjoy this part,” Dr Henley chuckled softly.
Jenny felt the heat rush to her cheeks. She was right. It actually wasn’t too bad, although it was a little odd having a stranger push their fingers inside her. Perhaps that just made it even hotter though.
Dr Henley slid them back and forth a couple more times then pulled out.
“Now for the unpleasant part. It won’t take very long, but it might feel a little scratchy.”
Jenny closed her eyes and tried to relax but before anything had begun, she heard a buzzing noise as Dr Henley reached out and pressed the button on a small communicator that was attached to the wall.
A few moments later, a young attractive and petite nurse popped her head around the door.
“Nurse Lisa? Could you make sure we get the utmost privacy in here, please?”
The Nurse, whose name was clearly Lisa, gave the merest of smiles and nodded, then retreated back out of the room again.
“Let me know if you need me for anything else, Dr Henley,” she added, as she went to close the door behind her.