The Naughty Gynecologist
It was a typical Friday afternoon at the doctor’s office when Dr. Amelia Stratford called in her next patient. “Ms. Stacey Johnson is next,” her receptionist announced over the intercom. A few moments later, a nervous-looking young woman in her early 20s entered the exam room, clutching her purse tightly.
“Hello, Ms. Johnson, I’m Dr. Stratford. Please, have a seat.” The doctor smiled reassuringly. Stacey sat on the edge of the exam table, fidgeting anxiously. “Don’t worry, dear, this will be over before you know it,” Dr. Stratford said kindly. The gynecologist was known for her gentle bedside manner, which put even the most high-strung patients at ease.
“Thank you, doctor,” Stacey replied meekly. “I’ve been having some...issues lately. Down there.” She gestured vaguely to her crotch area. “Itching and burning. I’m mortified.” “Let’s take a look, shall we?” Dr. Stratford helped Stacey lie back and spread her legs.
She donned a pair of latex gloves and gently parted the young woman’s folds, taking a peek inside. “Hmm, there does seem to be some inflammation. But don’t fret, it’s easily treatable.” Dr. Stratford reached over and pulled out a speculum from the tray of instruments.
“This will only take a moment.” She slowly inserted the thin metal device into Stacey’s vagina, gently spreading her open. The young patient gasped at the foreign sensation. Dr. Stratford smiled at her reassuringly. “You’re doing wonderfully, dear. Just relax.”
The gynecologist peered inside Stacey’s most intimate area, examining the delicate pink walls of her pussy. She had to admit, the sight was quite alluring. As a woman herself, Dr. Stratford couldn’t help but appreciate the beauty of the female form.
She continued her thorough exam, using a cotton swab to take a sample for testing. As she collected the samples, she couldn’t resist glancing up Stacey’s loose-fitted top every so often, noticing how cute and perky the young woman’s breasts looked in her lacy bra.
“Everything looks good, Ms. Johnson,” Dr. Stratford announced, carefully removing the speculum. “I’ll have these results back within a few days. But in the meantime, I want you to use this cream twice a day.” She handed Stacey a tube of ointment. As she did, she allowed her fingers to linger and brush against the girl’s crotch. Stacey let out a little gasp at the contact. Dr. Stratford pretended not to notice.
