Mike is a guy who can easily get caught with his pants down, this has been going on long before Enid came into his life. The only real satisfaction Mike's ex wife had sexually was in fact putting him into awkward and embarrassing situations.

Enid is a totally different woman, which makes the situation entirely unavoidable for the vulnerable doctor. He had zero chance of avoiding his bare-bottomed spanking in his office on that fateful day and his odds of keeping his pants up are currently in free fall. Sure, he could apologize to Enid right now and explain to her it was all a misunderstanding and he didn't want her to paint his naked rear end portrait. But Enid just revealed her beautiful soul again and Mike has absolutely no idea what he is doing right or even wrong that has him in these extended situations with a woman he adores.

To make matters more bleak on his prospects, Enid is being unbelievably charming now. She is very perceptive and notices his sudden apprehension, "Oh, Mike, this is beyond adorable, you are getting shy with me again! It's just me! This is my building, the door is locked the shades are down. Don't think about it, just take down your pants and underwear it's ok, really."

Enid's face is lit up, she is glowing and ready to paint. Despite all of this Dr. Wells stands in front of her like a befuddled animal who doesn't have the ability to communicate effectively. Enid's warm pretty face softens as she pats him on his right arm and turns him backward, "I understand, Fella. You aren't used to this whole nudity thing. I get it. This is a lot. Right now you feel whipping out your fanny at me is some crude, disrespectful act. Let me help you."

With expert finger speed and coordination, Enid reaches around his back to the front of his waist and unbuckes his belt, unbuttons his pants and unzips his zipper in one seemingly quick stroke. Mike didn't even feel his pants and underwear come down. One second they were up and the next they weren't.

Enid is enchanted right away as she touches her subject ever so gently, "Oh, wow. The bruises are healing so quickly. These blue, purple, black marks are fading into yellows and greens, I bet I can't even see them from the canvassing board. Looks like I missed the best part of the show, damn it... Does it still hurt to the touch, is that spot still sore?"

Mike looks down and back at Enid poking at his buttcheeks as if it was a freshly baked cake coming out of the oven.

Dr. Wells can't help but remember the last time he was examined like this....with his ex-wife BRENDA. Unbeknownst to the doctor his wife had found out she was completely infertile and had zero chance of conceiving, much less carrying a pregnancy. The 28 year old, successful surgeon was the real problem in the marriage, according to Brenda, and she set up a series of fertility appointments to prove it was also his problem that she couldn't get pregnant.

Mike had gotten married very young barely 20 years old. He didn't have enough experience to know it was possible to have a woman who was mad at him less than 50% of the time.

At his appointment day he didn't even know Brenda was mad at him, he thought she was rather upbeat and genuinely curious about his ability to father a child. Brenda made an appointment with a rather attractive fertility expert she saw online hoping this would further embarrass her husband. Brenda had been trying to get pregnant for 5 years to legitimize her homemaker status and she found out it would never happen from her own physician a year earlier. She had been charting her basal temperature rectally for the past year and demanding her doctor husband make her pregnant in a timely manner.

Dr. Wells was always super busy at work and sometimes he would miss sex appointments and have to buy Brenda expensive gifts to keep the peace. The apologies finally got too expensive and Brenda was going to use intimate knowledge of her husband against him. Mike Wells had corrective surgery to address his undescending testicles before his tenth birthday. At the time, Mikey was extremely embarrassed about the whole ordeal. His mother being very overprotective of him convinced Mikey's dad that men were predatory, much like Catholic priests, and only women could properly care for her little Mikey.

For two years, dozens of female medical professionals examined Mikey's intimate area of his body and he became increasingly shy and embarrassed. It happened before, during and after the surgery. The shame was relentless. None of the female doctors or nurses did anything wrong to the poor boy, they were called to protect his health and future fertility and they did their job well. Mikey didn't care. Who cares if undescended testicles cost him his ability to have kids? He didn't want them anyway! Why did he have to keep having his pants pulled down over and over to fix a problem he didn't want solved?

Brenda was a tremendous gossip. She loved to air out her husband's dirty laundry. She even researched the hospital months in advance and joined private message boards online that female doctors and nurses from that hospital joined to discuss her heroic journey to become pregnant with a stubborn man who suffered with potential fertility issues and even made "friends with them".

Back to the appointment day. Dr. Wells was nervous and embarrassed as Brenda helped undress him completely and put an examination gown on him. To his horror his wife had researched the surgery he had as a young boy in great deal and wanted him to "hush" when she had a question for the fertility doctor. Brenda reminded her husband, that she often didn't find his explanations adequate and sometimes even condescending and if she needed something explained or reexplained he needed to be understanding and "grin and bare it".

Dr. Wells stomach dropped as the office door opened and Mike was horrified to see his fertility specialist was absolutely stunningly gorgeous. She was very respectful, introduced herself and shook Mike and Brendan's hand as she took a seat and reviewed her notes. Mike felt extreme guilt for thinking the way he did. Here was a lovely woman in her mid thirties who has worked her whole life dedicated to serving patients just like he did with his patients and all he could see was the beautiful vessel she was wrapped in.

Brenda started in immediately pleading with the fertility specialist that her husband had to be the problem. Even with his unreliable sexual attendance, she calculated that according to her research there should be roughly a 2% chance of pregnancy on average each prime ovulation session and over the past few years he has had hundreds of those chances. The fertility specialist smiled sympathetically seeing Mike's shame, "So you are a surgeon? My husband is a surgeon too. I wish he had your dedication to starting a family. Poor thing, he is always so exhausted and I feel like a monster waking him up just because I happen to be ovulating. I would love to have a child too, just like you two."

Mike was very fortunate to be unaffected by his female doctor's charming demeanor. He was sitting next to BRENDA and besides he greatly suspected his doctor was a sexual fraud. No woman could possibly be as loving and considerate as she was portraying to be and look like a supermodel. He was certain he would see a television show for her being aquitted by a jury of 12 men for accidentally stabbing her husband 83 times.

The specialist pushes her blond hair over her ear and asks Mike to turn towards her away from the door so she can have a peek. Before he can flinch, Brenda raises his gown up above his belly button, The beautiful blond woman carefully examines every angle of his testicles and grazes just below his abdomen.

"This is beautiful work. You say you had this done when you were 9?

Brenda answers abruptly, "Yes, he had it done when he was 9, does that make it more likely that he is infertile than say if he had it done earlier?

"Not necessarily, in fact, I am seriously impressed at what a great job the surgeon did. See, Brenda your husband should have a scar right below his belly here, and see there, right at the bottom of his scrotum there should be another one. The incision marks practically vanished. I bet you didn't even know he had anything done when you first saw him. Everything down here looks perfect and normal."

Brenda snarls smugly, "Something looked off. I didn't want to hurt his feelings so I just ignored it."

The lovely lady doctor looks up sheepishly at Mike as she moves back on her circular chair on wheels, "Dr. Wells, I have a colleague who works here she is a dermatologist, she will appreciate seeing such good work. I don't know if she will see any clues as to why your scars are so dim, but if you wouldn't mind..."

"Doctor, my husband is a medical professional and has had female doctors his entire life, I assure you he is completely fine with being examined."

"Oh thank you so much, I will be back in just a moment. "

Dr. Wells grinded his teeth, "Um, Brenda, Sweetheart. I am perfectly capable of answering questions like that on my own."

Brenda's face turned bright red, "Shut your damn mouth, you used to love when I finished your sentences when we first dated. Are you seriously going to get embarrassed about another woman seeing your peepee? You are a doctor! I am here trying to figure out how to produce your spawn and you aren't the least bit grateful. Asshole! Do you have any idea how many doctors are going to be degrading and humiliating my cavities when I am a pregnant? How do you expect to be a father when you think and act like a child?" The door handle jiggled and Brenda continued, "You better shut your stupid mouth and act like a good husband and let me speak!"

A filipina woman wearing dark glasses peeks her head and holds her arms open, "Hello, little Mikey from Valley Elementary, it's Maria Santos, how are you?"

Dr. Wells tries to go limp and not seem overly eager about hugging his childhood classmate while wearing a thin gown with his naked backside hanging out, "Oh, I'm good, I'm good, wow, you are a doctor. That is fantastic."

"Yeah, yeah, you were so smart in gradeschool too, what did you end up studying?"

"Medicine, I am a surgeon."

"Good for you. Good for you! I remember you beat me in the 6th grade spelling bee. What was the word you beat me with again?"

"I think it was igonimy..."

"Yeah, yeah, such a good memory. You sure showed me the igonimy of defeat. Just kidding. I was so happy for you. Happy, happy tears."

The young surgeon gulped as he felt his wife pinching and pushing up his naked behind from the exam table the fertility doctor looked sympathetically at him, "Are you sure it is still ok if we take a quick look at you?"

Before Mike could blurt out a word Brenda, flashed her husband's penis to his former classmate. The tiny filipina woman sat in the spinning chair lifting up his penis to see his scrotum clearly as she squint through her glasses, "Yes, very nice, very nice. You lied to me in third grade! You told me you had leg surgery during spring break. Do you remember any special cream they used on the scar areas?...No, well, it was a very long time ago."

Abruptly the exam door opened and a couple of nurses are scrambling through desk drawers searching for unknown supplies. Brenda, still holding up her husband's gown stood behind him, upon the unwelcome entrance of the two nurses she steps to the side exposing his buttocks facing toward the nurses.

The lovely blond woman scolds the nurses, "Excuse me ladies, I am with a patient."

Brenda offered the two women unconditional and absolute immunity, "I am ashamed to say this, but I am grateful you two are here." The two female doctors looked up from her husband's testicles and at Brenda with a strange curiosity. "Dr. Maria, I hate to ask you this and I know I am taking advantage. I can't ever get my husband to get this mole on his tushy looked at and since you are a skin expert, I was hoping you and the nurses could take a quick look and see about having it removed."

Dr. Wells finally decided to stand up for himself and firmly told his wife, that the mole hadn't changed since he was five and was perfectly normal and did not need to be removed. Brenda, was still holding up her husband's gown on both ends and simply told him to, "Hush."

Dr. Maria jumped at the chance, "Yes, Mrs. Wells, I would be happy to look for you. Ok, Mikey, turn around just gonna take a quick look at your hiney. "

Mike was so embarrassed at his gradeschool rival examining his "hiney", he failed to notice his wife was still holding up the front of his gown towards the nurses. To avoid causing a scene he continued to let her hold it and covered his front with his hands.

The two doctors examined Mike's bare butt first looking at the mole in question and then search for other suspicious ones, Maria looked at her doctor colleague and then at Brenda, "The chance of it becoming cancerous is very, very low."

Brenda aggravated at being challenged asked the nurses, "Do you have husbands or boyfriends?" The two women quickly answered they had boyfriends. "Tell me, if you saw a mole on their behinds like the one my husband has you wouldn't be worried?" The female doctors take a step back and allow the nurse to get a second gander at the naked rump.

Both women agree, sort of, and say I guess so. Dr. Maria has one of the nurses give Dr. Wells a shot in his hiney to numb the area and after a minute gives him a hard slap to confirm he is in fact numb. Dr. Maria places the removed mole in a vial and assured Brenda her husband would be just fine.

Enid looks at Mike's behind, then at her painting and then his behind again. "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. Mike you are the best nude model a girl could hope for, two hours and you didn't even so much as flinch." She walks by him and sweetly caresses his right butt cheek, "Somebody just earned himself a warm, home-cooked meal!"