Physical exam for conman "doctor"

[zhouk]

I watched Catch Me If You Can (movie about a conman named Frank Abagnale) recently. One thing Frank did was pose as a doctor and conduct physical examinations (not in the movie unfortunately) on several girls he was "recruiting" from the University of Arizona for a fake flight attendant position. Which inspired me to write this. I have never written a story before so any feedback is appreciated!


"Hello, I'm here to apply for the stewardess position," I tell the secretary. "Sure" she says, "the line starts there." When I had walked in the school clinic and saw ten pretty young girls in a row my heart sank and I desperately prayed that they were here for an STD test or something. I wanted this job more than anything. With no other option I dutifully took my place behind a slim, tan, blonde girl. In fact, most of the girls in line were blonde and tanned from the Arizona sun. It was my first year at U of A and my skin was still pale from growing up in Minnesota. I had been thinking about bleaching my naturally dark hair and had just started to curse myself for not having done it yet when a girl walked out of the exam room with a face redder than the maroon purse she was hugging tightly. She rushed straight out the door keeping her eyes glued to the floor. I glance at the girl in front of me who grins back and I ask "wonder what that was about." As we look into the room and see the handsome young doctor ushering the next girl in she says "I might have an idea" in a joking, suggestive tone and we both laugh, "I honestly don't know if I would be applying if he wasn't so gorgeous" she continues, laughing. Of course I had noticed this when he gave the presentation, but being paid to travel had always been a dream for me, and I was beginning to think I wasn't cut out for college anyway. I tell her this and she wishes me luck. It had only been a few minutes when the exam door opened again and the girl leaves in a huff. Me and the girl in front of me, who I learn is named Emma, shrug at each other again and continue to chat while we watch the line go down. We notice some girls leaving abruptly after a few minutes, and some taking over 30 minutes in the exam room, walking out looking embarrassed, except for a few who walked out more confident than ever. When it's finally Emma's turn I wish her luck and she goes in the room. I stand close to the door trying to listen, and after hearing what sounds like surprise and a little indignation, I hear lots of silence and the occasional gasp. After around 20 minutes she comes out of the room, her tan face flushed and glowing, and she smiles at me confidently. The doctor ushers me in and as I walk in I give her one last confused glance. She winks and closes the door.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Williams, you can go ahead and disrobe for me," he says, smiling politely while writing on his chart. I thought this might be coming but I still feel my face blush and my heart race as I take off my tank top and shorts, looking around for a robe and finding nothing. I stand there while he waits, expectantly, until I ask timidly "...all the way?" He says "of course, it's just standard procedure." Part of me debates rushing out of there like some of the other girls, but I was willing to do nearly anything for this job, so I slowly unclip my bra. I can tell he's watching out of the corner of his eye while he writes and I start to get even more embarrassed. I could tell Emma had at least D's and my B's all of a sudden feel very inadequate. Is that why some of the girls left so quickly? Stewardesses I saw in movies were busty, was that an unspoken rule of the hiring process? Eventually I let my hands fall and put my bra onto my pile of clothes, looking down and seeing my nipples are rock hard. I catch a glance of myself in the mirror and thank god my little boobies are at least perfectly perky. I wait a few seconds wondering if he'd show any disappointment. Sure I would lose the chance of a lifetime but at least I wouldn't have to lower my panties. But he looks over my exposed tits and smiles reassuringly. I was used to being topless for a doctor, the doctor who does my yearly check-ups is male but he always gives me a paper robe and only makes me lower my panties for a few seconds while he does a quick check down there. The reality sets in and I start feeling very exposed as my trembling hands grasp the waistband of my panties. I consider giving up again but I realize how stupid I am being, how much I want this job, that he's a professional and has seen dozens of naked girls today alone, and I lower my panties in one motion, quickly lifting my leg and putting the panties on the pile. Being totally nude in front of such a young doctor makes the butterflies in my stomach go crazy and the exam hasn't even started yet. I glance in the mirror, and see my hairless slit totally on display for him, but it looks good and I am thankful I ended up shaving last night.

"Great, let's get started," he says and I nervously nod. He has me sit on the edge of the exam table and I keep my legs tightly closed as he takes my blood pressure. Then he puts the stethoscope against my chest and I recoil a bit from the cold, causing my tits to bounce and I see a flicker of a smile on his face which makes me feel good. He tells me to open my mouth and being totally nude looking up at him with my mouth open and waiting for him makes me start to get very wet as I imagine how submissive I must look. He grabs my face with one hand and uses his other to examine my mouth, tracing his fingers along my lips and along my tongue. After a thorough exploration of my mouth he seemingly reluctantly takes his fingers out of my mouth and wipes his hand... which is when i notice he wasn't wearing gloves. I am pretty confident he is supposed to, and i get grossed out thinking about where his fingers were in Emma right before me, so I ask him: "aren't you supposed to wear gloves?" as nicely as I can so as not to offend him. He seems caught off-guard for no more than a second and answers simply, "not if you wash your hands enough." I feel like he might not be telling the truth but I lose my train of thought as soon as his hands go to my neck to check my lymph nodes. My neck has always been a huge erogenous zone for me and to feel his fingers around my delicate neck makes me even wetter. I let myself close my eyes and try to enjoy the sensation without being obvious about it. His fingers then make their way downward and start pressing against my perky tits. I open my eyes and catch his eye while he reassures me, "just a routine breast exam." I nod and let him feel me up, exploring my breasts. He is extremely thorough as he feels them all over, even briefly pulling at my nipples, which makes me gasp a little but he never changes the professional expression on his face and so I have no choice but to assume its a normal part of the exam. After a few more minutes of playing with my tits he tells me to lay down and spread my legs.

I stare at him for a few seconds like a deer in headlights before nodding and slowly letting myself down onto the exam table. I was not very self-conscious about my pussy, I wasn't some prude who wouldn't fuck with the lights on, but to have my private parts examined in such detail like this suddenly made me feel extremely embarrassed. I spread my legs in what feels like slow motion, acutely aware that I was exposing my most private area, putting my pussy completely on display for him. I look down and see the curve of my smooth mound give way to the top of my clit and try to imagine his view of my pussy lips spreading open when it hits me... can he tell how fucking aroused I am? He grabs my thighs and spreads them even wider, his forceful ungloved grip sending shock waves throughout my body. I hold my breath as his fingers gently spread apart my labia and I can feel his fingers slip across because of how wet I am. All the blood in my body rushes to my face as he gently probes my pussy, exploring it in detail before running his finger up my clit which is what finally makes me let out a tiny moan which I immediately try to stifle. Then he slips a finger inside me. My heart starts to pound, my back arches, and my pussy clenches around his finger. I can't believe this is happening but he hasn't said a word and he's the doctor here so I don't say anything either. I feel so vulnerable and at his mercy being completely on display for a powerful clothed older man that I immediately start to feel immense pleasure from being touched like this. He moves his finger around, dragging them along the ridges of my vaginal wall and I can feel every tiny movement. I am extremely disappointed when his finger slides out of me and I'm stricken with a dual sense of being extremely aroused while also being incredulous that this could be professional. Still flushed and feeling a little weak, I sit up while he smiles at me like everything is normal and tells me I can get dressed. He says, "everything checks out, I'll be in touch!" And all I can muster is "looking forward to hearing from you" as I reluctantly leave the exam room and I feel a little jealous as I send the next girl in. I practically run back to my dorm room, not bothering to lock the door or close the blinds as I rip my clothes off, jump into bed, and shove my fingers deep inside my dripping wet pussy, moaning and sighing with my eyes closed and face contorted in pleasure as I play with myself and imagine Dr. William's strong hands all over my little body...

[mikewozere]

Didn't read this as the paragraphs are way too large.
Needs to be broken down into readable chunks.
Also, each new speaker should start a new paragraph.

[Neverborn]

I did read this and really enjoyed it! I agree some formatting work would greatly improve the experience, but the story was still very hot.

Maybe a little bit from the "Doctors" pov would have helped for those that didn't watch the movie and didn't know the doctor was actually a 16 year old boy.

[dazed]

Well, that was a delight. Thanks.