Big Men of the House(101)

The nurse pushed the weights over on the scale until it balanced. She recorded my weight on a sheet of paper which would no doubt be checked against what I weighed the last time I was in. “Okay lets bring you over to the patient room.”



The nurse led me through a couple twisting hallways until we made it to an open door. The patient room was like any other. There was the classic table to sit on that had those paper sheets. There were the jars of cotton balls and tongue depressors. The posters on the wall had diagrams of the body and how to give yourself a breast exam. It all felt so sanitary which gave me a sick feeling.



“Take a seat here and the doctor will be with you in a short while,” the nurse said, closing the door behind her.



Now it was time for the second waiting room. This one is ten times worse than the first one. You just sit on the table hearing the paper sheets crinkle underneath as you nervously move back and forth. Luckily, there were magazines to read but that didn't help. I flipped through them looking at the pictures but I had a hard time focusing on them. My heart was beating very fast and I started to sweat. I was getting so nervous waiting that I thought about just leaving right then. What were they going to do? Run after me?



Finally the door swung open and in walked Dr. Trevor. Instantly I calmed down when he walked in. He looked even more handsome in his work attire.



“Well how are you doing Camilla?”



“Oh I'm doing fine! Just the same old same old. How've you been?”



“I've been good! I was thinking of buying a boat so we can all go fishing on the weekends.”



“Oh that sounds like a lot of fun!” I said. “I've never been before. Can you teach me?”



“To be honest, I kind of suck at fishing. I guess you don't really think about that when you go to buy a boat. I chuckled at his joke and wondered what it would be like with him on a boat.



“So you finally took my advice and made an appointment?” The doctor asked while looking at my patient history.



“Actually it was Mom. She just wants to make sure everything is working how it should be.”



“All right then, let's start with your blood pressure,” he said, getting the band that wraps around your arm. I got over my fear of needles but I really hated getting my blood pressure taken. I couldn't stand the constricting feeling of the band around your arm. I could hear my veins pumping and it just freaks me out. I hoped that maybe the doctor would forget about it.



Dr. Trevor wrapped the band around my arm and began to squeeze the pumper which made the band tighten around my arm. I began to get very uncomfortable as my arm was being crushed. I closed my eyes and clenched my fists until the doctor was done and the band finally released me.



“Perfect! 120 over 80. Are you having any unusual pain or trouble sleeping?”



I was still recovering from the blood pressure test. “Uhhh no I've been feeling really good.”



“That's great! Well we won't do a blood test this time since I know how much you hate them. But next year you'll have to get one.” I watched as the doctor spoke and remembered the fantasy I had last night. I wish he would just bend me over the table and fuck me hard.





“Well I guess you're done then. I'll see you at home!”



I felt both happy and sad at the same time. Happy that it was finally over but sad because I wanted to spend more time with Dr. Trevor. “Thanks for everything! I'll see you soon,” I said, shaking his hand.



I drove home thinking about being with Dr. Trevor. I wanted it so badly that I spent most of the night thinking about it. There was just this confidence about him that was just so hot. It also didn't hurt that he was a doctor. It was there laying in bed that I came up with the perfect plan. I was going to go to his office tomorrow, pretending to be sick, and seduce him. I slept soundly that night picturing what sexy things I could do in that patient room.



In the morning, I woke up early to call the doctor's office to hopefully make an appointment for that day. I dialed the number for the doctor and waited. I almost hung up immediately because I thought my plan was kind of stupid.



The receptionist I met yesterday answered the phone, “Dr Trevor' office, how can I help you?”



I tried to make my voice sound very sick. “Uhhh hi this is Camilla from yesterday. I know I was just in there but I think I caught something.” I coughed really hard and loud to enhance my performance. “Does the doctor have an opening today?”



“Okay Camilla, let me check.” I could hear her clicking away on the keyboard. “It's pretty busy but I could fit you in at 1 pm.”