Tell us your recollection KC. What turned you on the most? You have wild sex when you got home?
I'll give you the condensed version so as not to hijack this thread.
It was about 19 years ago when my wife was pregnant with our first child. She asked me if I wanted to come to her appointment with her to hear the baby's heart beat and naturally I said yes. I don't think either one of us expected she would get a full pelvic exam and then some. We were led back to the exam room and she was instructed to remove everything and change into what I can only describe as a smock. It wasn't a gown with sleeves and ties. It was like someone took a blanket and cut a hole in the middle of it for her head. So it covered her front and back but left her sides exposed. I remember her taking waiting to remove her panties until after she had the cover on.
The Ob/Gyn came in a few minutes later and did the eyes/ears/nose thing before having her lie back on the table. She slid her hand under the smock and felt my wife's breasts. It was a very quick breast exam. Her chest was never exposed at any time. She then kept her hands under the smock and moved them down to a cursory check of my wife's belly. She then extended the (covered) foot stirrups and instructed my wife to place one foot on each pad. After having her scoot down a bit, she was ready for the exam.
I was sitting to my wife's right in a plastic chair, about even with her abdomen. So I couldn't see much of the examination itself. The smock and the position of my wife's right knee/thigh kept most of it out of my line of sight. But I could hear the gloves being snapped on and heard the distinct clicking of the opening speculum. I sat there in fascinated, stunned silence, afraid to make any comments or make any eye contact with my wife or doctor. And thankfully, I was wearing an oversize rugby shirt that was covering my throbbing erection.
No rectal exam was done. After the pelvic exam, the doctor helped my wife get her feet out of the stirrups and lie back with her legs extended. She then left and we were in the room with just the nurse. The nurse placed a towel over my wife's pubic area and started working the ultrasound transducer over her abdomen, but after a few minutes couldn't find the baby's heartbeat. So she called the doctor back in. The doctor had my wife put her feet back in stirrups and told her she was going to have to do an internal ultrasound to attempt to locate the baby's heartbeat. I remember her picking up an exam glove and filling the middle finger with the ultrasound gel before putting a long probe into it. Then she told me I could stand behind her (the doc) and see the images of the baby. So I got to watch her insert the probe into my wife's vagina, which was obviously still well-lubricated from the pelvic exam. What a sight that was! She found the heartbeat this way and everything turned out fine.
My wife and I never discussed the exam in any detail. She was, and still is, very much vanilla. But I've made enough comments over the years that she probably suspects I thoroughly enjoyed myself that morning. I don't recall having sex that night, but I'm almost certain I found some time to masturbate either at work that afternoon or before she got home that evening.