Like so many of us here, I enjoy the anticipation of an upcoming exam while sitting in the waiting room. Last year when I went for my annual exam I sat in the waiting room fantasizing about what would happen in the next few minutes.
My doctor is a middle aged woman who has been seeing me for quite a few years. We are comfortable with each other and although I always get a bit of a thrill from the 'embarrassment' of being examined, I've become a bit jaded by it all. I do create fantasies in my mind about what might happen, but they are just my own fantasies that I don't expect to translate into reality.
While I was waiting for my last exam sitting in the busy waiting room of this multi doctor practice, an amazing looking young woman walked in and went up to the desk. She was probably in her early twenties and had long shiny brown hair that she wore in a ponytail that ran down to her butt. She was tall and slim and had an angelic face.
Naturally I immediately began fantasizing about what it would be like to have her as my doctor and what being examined by her lovely hands would feel like. She spoke to the receptionist for a couple of minutes and then she was taken into the back and I didn't see her again. I sat there wrapped up in my fantasy about her and kept trying to see if I could catch a glimpse of her whenever the door to the back was opened.
After a while my name was called and although I wasn't expecting the exam with my doctor to be anything different from all of our exams in the past, I was feeling a little high on the fantasies that had been running through my head about the young woman I had seen.
I was led into the exam room and after undressing and putting on the gown I sat and waited for my doctor. She finally came in and as she began the exam and chatted with me the initial butterflies wore off and I settled into the routine and put my fantasies aside. When she got to the genital exam she did her usual checkup. I have a hernia which hasn't changed in many years and she usually just asks if I've noticed any changes and tells me to let her know if I do.
This time however, when she was finished she looked up at me and said she was glad I had come in today because she had a med student here today and would I mind if the student examined my hernia. My heart beat went up a notch as I agreed. She thanked me and left the room to get the student.
I stood there as all of my fantasies came roaring back. Of course, what were the chances that the girl I saw would be the med student? As I mentioned this was a busy multi doctor practice and I had seen a dozen people wandering around as I waited and was brought into the exam room. She hadn't even said that the student was female, but of course as I waited I hoped for the best and my imagination took off.
Then the door opened and my heart skipped a beat. Walking into the room right behind my doctor was the young woman I had seen in the waiting room. She was now wearing a short white jacket and she had a nervous and perhaps embarrassed look on her face. My face must have been as red as hers, both from embarrassment as well as excited anticipation.
My doctor introduced us and directed the student to have a seat on the stool in front of me. She nervously complied and when my doctor asked me to lift my gown I did so and was know fully exposed to the reality of my fantasy. She showed her how to perform the hernia exam and the student's initial embarrassment seemed to switch over to curiosity as she got the chance to examine her first hernia.
Although I remained calm and never let on at all about what was going through my head, my heart was racing and I was feeling a little light headed. It's strange how we react differently to to things when the situation changes. I have always been comfortable when my doctor examined and although I liked being examined by a woman, there was never this kind of reaction on my part. I wonder about the dynamics involved when there is suddenly a new factor introduced into an otherwise familiar situation.
When the student was finished I was disappointed that my fantasy had come to an end, but it actually hadn't, because my doctor then suggested that this would also be a great opportunity for the student to do a rectal exam. So, I turned around and leaned over the table and received not one, but to rectal exams.
When everything was finished and I was standing up again my doctor thanked me for letting the student learn. Then the student also thanked me over and over for letting her examine me.
I was very professional and cooperative and there was no way that either my doctor or the med student would have ever known that I was thrilled by the experience. But in my mind I was thrilled and I will never forget it.