A new viewpoint from a familiar waiting room
Part 2
I arrived at the clinic late afternoon to pickup my prescription for my allergy pills. I arrived on reception and heard a few gasps at something coming from the waiting area, but whatever had happened went off without me getting a chance to see it as I was busy checking in with the receptionist. After I'd done at reception I took a seat in the waiting area and started chatting, like you do sometimes to pass the time in waiting rooms, with a lovely couple who were sat next to me. They introduced themselves as Mark and Beth, they were here for Beth's annual physical examination, they said. Beth was very demurely dressed in a business suit and looked good enough to eat. Before we could talk anymore, the nurse came out of Exam room 1 bang opposite us and called for Beth to come into the exam room. Beth smiled at Mark as she got up and headed for the open door of the exam room, the nurse had given it a half hearted kick but it didn't close all the way, meaning myself, Mark and a couple of others in the waiting area had a view directly into it. Mark started to make some small talk but we couldn't help but overhear the nurse's shocking instruction to Beth that she was to remove all her clothes including her underwear so the nurse could weigh her! I'd thought that it was only babies who were weighed in their birthday suit, but this clinic obviously had the same procedure for it's adult patients. Beth was standing directly in in our line of view and didn't seem to notice that the door was slightly ajar, or that we could see in. Mark just looked stunned, as if a cat had got his tongue as Beth started to strip off quickly taking off her shoes and jacket. The nurse nonchalantly just asked Beth questions about her general health as Beth stripped off her trousers and blouse, hanging each item of clothing neatly on some hangers before unclipping her bra and slipping off her panties leaving her stark naked as she walked over to the scales. At this point the nurse noticed that the door was slightly ajar and closed it. You could almost hear a collective moan among the men and a couple of the women in the waiting room as the door slammed shut. Poor Beth had apparently not even been given a gown or anything to put on, just told by the nurse abruptly and without ceremony to get everything off and be weighed naked as a babe. What must Mark be thinking, I wondered, his beautiful wife stripping off in full view of several strange men and women like that?