My physicians words ran through my head as I walked down the hall to the clinic.”You are pretty young to have prostate trouble.  You need a regular love life.  Get married.” 
    
 It was true.  I was only thirty and in good health.  This was … what?  Surely a nuisance.  In the previous week I had tried one visiting nurse and had only a tender rectum and swollen prostate to show for it.  The receptionist in the glass enclosed office gave me the usual forms to fill out.

Then, a charming nurse, clipboard in hand, called my name.”John?” I arose and followed her.  Her name was ‘Salle” With an “E” she informed me, smiling up into my eyes.  I was captivated.  Salle rustled as she walked.  It was her uniform which she overfilled.  Her breasts were almost peeking out of the top of the blouse and her thighs were exposed at the hemline.  Her bottom filled the dress perfectly. (more…)

My infatuation with being given a physical exam by a female doctor started when I was 18 years old. I had to get an exam in order to play football that year and had almost forgotten about it. Luckily, my mother was a nurse and was able to arrange for me to get a physical at a local clinic with a doctor that she knew. When I arrived at the clinic I went through all the usual routine questions and checks by the nurses. I had a sheet of paper that was provided for me by the school which outlined what was required for the physical exam. The nurse must have seen hundreds of these before because she went through it in about 10 minutes at the most. When she was done, she handed me the gown and told me to remove all of my clothes including my underpants and to hop on the examining table to wait for the doctor.

After I had done so, it felt like several hours before the doctor finally showed up. When the door opened, I was surprised to see a woman of oriental descent in her mid 40′s, very petite, but still quite attractive. She spoke fluent English which pretty much told me that she was born here and was not one of those foreign doctors that you could never understand. She introduced herself and asked me how my mother was since she sometimes made her rounds at the hospital where my mother worked. This put me at ease somewhat, but being 18, I kept glancing at her figure and was quite frankly starting to get excited to the point where my penis was at half mast. (more…)