The words kept ringing in her ears "in sickness and in health" as she tended to her husband. Kelly and Mike had been married just over a month when he came down with a bad cold. Mike was congested, feverish and in a foul mood. Kelly tried to make him as comfortable as she could, but each time Mike would growl at her. She was at her wits end.

Kelly put the palm of her hand on Mike's forehead and he pulled away. "I want to take your temperature, honey, I think you have a fever" she said calmly. Mike grunted and rolled his eyes. Kelly sighed and walked into the master bathroom and opened the medicine chest. She retrieved the oral thermometer and came back to their bedroom. After shaking it down and holding it up to the light to make sure the mercury line was well below the 95 degree mark , she turned to her husband.

"open up honey" she soothed. Mike reluctantly complied and she carefully slid it under his tongue. He bit down on it and had trouble breathing through his nose. He had to breathe through his mouth after about a minute. " No Mike, keep your mouth closed and don't bite down on the thermometer, or it could break." she ordered. " I can't BREATHE" Mike whined like a five year old.

Kelly took the thermometer from his lap and held it up. It did not register properly and Kelly was beside herself as to what to do. I seemed everything she tried went wrong.

Kelly called her mother who told her that was part of the learning curve for all new brides and suggested she call Donna and see if she could squeeze him in. Donna was an old family friend who had just started her medical practice. Kelly had forgotten all about Donna and as soon as she hung up with her mother, she phoned her friend.

Kelly called Donna's office and the receptionist put her through. Donna asked how she and Mike were doing and about the honeymoon and they chatted awhile. "Listen, Donna, I need your help. Mike is down with a bad cold and he is miserable and he's making me miserable. Everything I try to do goes wrong and he won't cooperate at all with me." Donna listened patiently and then asked "What's his temperature?" Kelly sighed " I don't know- Mike was all stuffed up and could not keep his mouth closed around the thermometer- he pulled it out after about a minute" "Alright- I have a house-call not far from you and when I am finished there, I will swing around and have a look at Mike." Donna offered.

"Oh thank you Donna, that would be great" Kelly replied. Kelly went upstairs to the master bedroom and informed her grouchy husband about the "house-call" she arranged for him. Mike grunted and made snide comments about not needing a doctor and that Donna was "a new doctor who did not have enough experience". Kelly was angry with him now.

"You won't let me take care of you- so I got some help. Now get out of those pajamas- I am going to run you a bath. You will be clean for Donna and you will cooperate with her - Do you understand? " Kelly asked. Mike smiled at her like a naughty boy and nodded "yes" Kelly ran Mike his bath and sat on the toilet seat and "Supervised" as he bathed. "Make sure you lather- up in front and back- I want you squeak clean for the doctor." Kelly ordered. Mike got out of the tub and Kelly got him clean boxer shorts and pajama set. She watched as he put them on and then tucked him in bed.

Fifteen minuted later the doorbell rang and Kelly answered it. Doctor Donna stood there in a crisp light gray business suit with her stethoscope around her neck. In her right hand was her black doctor's bag. "Hi Donna, thanks so much for stopping by. Mike is upstairs in bed. She said as Donna stepped inside and followed her up stairs.

Donna took one look at Mike and chuckled. He looked so unhappy. He had a red nose from the constant blowing and wiping. His eyes were watery and his breathing was labored and congested. "What's so funny " he snapped. "Sorry Mike, I didn't mean to chuckle like that, but you are the picture of misery" she said as she placed the palm of her hand on his forehead.

Donna asked Kelly to open his pajama top so she could listen to his heart and chest. "You will need to stay with me as I conduct the exam." she advised Kelly. She smiled and complied. Donna took her stethoscope and moved it around and listened. "Take a deep breath- good Mike, once again " Donna said. First Mike's chest then she moved on to his back.."Alright, Kelly, you can put the pajama top back on. Kelly did as Donna advised about the chest congestion and she would write a prescription for it.

Donna then advised that she wanted to take Mike's temperature. "Mike, turn over onto your tummy for me, and Kelly would you lower his pajama bottoms and undershorts for me." she asked. Mike blushed and balked. "Can't you take it in my mouth- I'm not some little kid, you know." he folded his arms across his chest in defiance. Donna was going through her bag for the thermometer.

"No Mike, I can't take it in your mouth- you're too congested for an oral reading. For another thing, you may not be a little kid, but you sure have been ACTING like one. Now TURN OVER, I need an accurate reading, and when I need an accurate reading , I take rectal temperatures.

Defeated, Mike grunted and rolled over onto his stomach. Kelly pulled the covers down and then slid her fingers into the waist band of his pajama bottoms. "Lift up-Mike" she ordered and when he complied, Kelly rolled them down to his knees. She sat down next to him and could not resist stroking his firm up-turned bottom. Donna pulled out the rectal thermometer in it's black case along with a small jar of Vaseline petroleum jelly. The doctor shook it down briskly and lubricated the plump rounded bulb.

Kelly looked on as Donna walked over to the bed and bent over with prepared thermometer in her right hand. She noticed how confident Donna was as she used the fingers of her left hand to spread Mike's buttocks. Mike gasped as he was so rudely exposed. Donna eyed his pink anus. The tight pucker of flesh opened and seemed to "wink" at her in anticipation of what was to happen next. "Relax, Mike and hold still for me" she ordered her blushing patient. Moment's later Donna used gentle but steady pressure to insert the bulb into Mike's anus and slowly up his rectum.

Mike grunted as he was penetrated and buried his face in the pillow as Donna checked her watch."Kelly, I want you to get my prescription filled as soon as I leave. You will need to buy a rectal thermometer at the pharmacy - you already know an oral thermometer does not work in Mike's case. I want rectal reading every 2 hours, and I want them noted on a pad for me.

You watched me carry out the procedure, do you have any questions?"

"No, it seems very simple." she advised Donna. Kelly noted the change in Mike's demeanor. Gone was the bristling and grouchy one. Now he was quiet and humbled with a thermometer sticking out so rudely from between his cheeks. Donna noted a rising up of the rectal thermometer and she quickly spread his buttocks and gently pushed it back up his feverish rectum. Mike wiggled on the bed and sighed, "Hold still Mike, one more minute to go." Donna advised.

Donna finally plucked it form Mike's tingling bottom. She wiped it down with an alcohol moistened tissue and noted the reading. Mike had a fever, for sure now. Donna readied a hypodermic syringe and then turned back to Mike, still bottoms up on his stomach. She rubbed a small spot on his buttock with alcohol and then jabbed his right buttock with the needle. "OUCH!" Mike cried.

"Oh Mike, that wasn't so bad, and that shot will break your fever and help you feel better. Now be a good boy and finish the prescription. You will start to feel better in a day or so, but take all the prescription, Understand? " she admonished her patient.

""Yes" he replied.

"And another thing, no whining at temperature time." she ordered. She turned to Kelly "If he gives you any trouble, SPANK him and then take his temperature." she advised . Kelly laughed

Donna put her instruments away and took any last minute questions. Kelly walked her to the door and thanked her again for coming.

She checked on Mike and ordered him to BE GOOD.while she drove to the pharmacy with prescription in hand. She parked and confidently walked inside. A cute pharmacist around 22 years old with honey blond hair took her prescription and filled it for her."Is there anything else I can get for you" ? she asked. "Oh yes, I will need a rectal thermometer." she said. The pharmacist turned and pulled one from the nearby rack. "Do you need any Vaseline or K-Y Jelly? you will need it for the thermometer. " she advised. "No thank you- I have a jar of Vaseline and some alcohol at home." Kelly explained.

Kelly left quickly and was so anxious to get home - she ran through a stop sign. She bolted up stairs and put her purchases on the night stand. Mike took his first dose. Kelly unwrapped the thermometer, lubricated it and gently inserted it up her husbands rectum as she sat next to him on the bed. "You need to get used to it sweetie- you don't want a spanking do you?, " she cooed to her blushing husband. "No, I'll be good- I'm sorry I was so bad before." he apologized. Kelly plucked the thermometer from his rear and noted the reading on a near-by pad.

Kelly was quite pleased with herself- she had come of age and would be sure of herself from now on.

THE END

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Kelly was finishing a cup of coffee in the kitchen when she realized it was time to take Mike's temperature again. Dr. Donna had requested she monitor it every two hours and note the reading on a pad for her. Kelly was surprised how excited this made her feel. She was enjoying playing "nurse" and the power the taking of a rectal temperature gave her over her patient/husband. She confidently walked into the master bedroom.

"Mike, honey, I need to take your temperature." She announced. Mike sighed and rolled his eyes. "You just took it a little while ago," he whined. "Donna wants readings every two hours, now roll over for me like a good boy" she soothed. Mike grunted and reluctantly turned over onto his stomach. "Pajama bottoms and undies too, sweetie" Kelly teased. Mike sighed loudly and complied. He blushed as Donna shook down the invasive rectal thermometer and dipped it into the jar of Vaseline. The plump bulb was thickly coated when she sat down next to him on the bed.

Kelly took in the sight before her, Mike's firm buttocks made a tempting target and she playfully spanked each cheek. "Hey, why did you do that? " Mike asked. "That was for being such a "fusspot" this is for your own good, so be a good patient for me from now on," she ordered. "Alright, just get it over with" Mike sighed and put his head on the pillow.

Using her left hand, Kelly put her thumb on his lower buttock and her four other fingers on the upper buttock and gently spread them. She was surprised how skilled she was becoming with this fundamental nursing skill.Kelly eyed the center of Mike's anus, her intended target. She heard Mike whimper slightly as he was exposed. Kelly could feel her pulse quicken. The tender pink opening was slightly moist and it quivered as the cool air of the room hit it.

Kelly watched Mikes anus open and at that moment, she placed the lubricated bulb into the center of it and pressed gently. The bulb seemed to be sucked inside and close around the glass rod. The lubricant causing it to easily slide into the rectum for two inches before Kelly released Mike's buttocks. She noted the mercury line quickly rise up the glass tube to the 99.00 mark and slowly climb to over 100. Kelly checked the sweep hand of her watch.

She also noted her husband's reactions to this traditionally humbling medical experience. He squirmed uncomfortably on his stomach as the rectal sensations caused him to have an erection. "Hold still" she ordered. Kelly placed the palm of her hand on his upturned bottom to keep him from moving and dislodging the thermometer. She glanced at her watch and noted one minute had passed. The rectal thermometer had ridden up and needed to be pushed back up Mike's rectum. Kelly noticed this and she parted his cheeks and eased it back in place. "Don't push it out, honey it needs to be inserted for a full three minutes for an accurate reading. " She admonished. Mike became defensive, "It's not my fault, It feels so darn slick and cold in my butt" he grunted. Kelly noted a second pass of the sweep hand of her watch. "Relax sweetie, only one more minute." she soothed and playfully twirled the thermometer between her fingers. Mike squirmed on his stomach.

Kelly finally withdrew the rectal thermometer. She took a tissue and soaked it with alcohol and carefully cleaned the instrument. Mike looked on as his wife held the thermometer up to the light and studied it. She noted the reading and wrote it on the bedside pad. "O.K, honey, pull up your undies and pajama bottoms and get some rest," she ordered and went into the kitchen.

Once there, she phoned her friend Donna and gave her Mike's temperatures. She explained that he was taking his medication but that his temperature was still on the high side and he had not had a bowel movement this morning. Donna said she would stop by and have a look at him in the afternoon.

Kelly had Mike shower before Donna's arrival as before. Donna arrived early in the afternoon and the two woman chatted a while about Mike. "I think Mike needs an enema.He should have had a bowel movement this morning. His prescription does not cause constipation and the enema will bring his temperature down. " Donna explained. Donna went to her car and got her fountain syringe system. The two woman then walked into the master bedroom.

Mike saw Dr. Donna with the red enema bag in her hand and started fussing right away. "No, No way- first it's a thermometer up my rear and now an enema. No way" he barked. Donna was unmoved as she explained why he needed one and that he was going to get one even if she had to "put him over her lap like a little boy" she assured him. Donna's no-nonsense approach worked as he was soon on his stomach with pajama bottoms down at his knees. Kelly watched as Donna walked over to the bed, bent over, parted Mike's buttocks and swiftly inserted a thermometer up his rectum. "Leave that in there while I fill the bag" Donna ordered and went into the master bathroom and turned on the faucet.

Donna returned and handed the bulging bag to Kelly and went to Mike on the bed and plucked the thermometer from his tingling rear. The bulb came out brown and she showed it to Mike and said it proved he needed an enema. Donna instructed Kelly on how high to hold the bag above Mike's buttocks so the flow of water would not be too forceful.

Kelly watched intently as Donna lubricated the rectal nozzle and spread her husband's buttocks with the fingers of her left hand to expose his anus. It was slick from the temperature taking and the nozzle easily slid inside and up Mike's rectum. He grunted as he was penetrated with the nozzle. Donna opened the clamp and the warm water flowed inside.

"O.K take it out " Mike whined. Donna chuckled. "Don't be silly, you have only taken a few ounces" she advised as she held the nozzle in place in his rectum. Mike squirmed and fussed to no avail. Donna kept the nozzle in him until the bag went flat. Mike cried to be let up to use the toilet. Donna took pity on him after only a few minutes and removed the nozzle and pushed a tissue between his buttocks. Mike sprang out of bed with a huge erection and dashed off to the bathroom.

While Mike was expelling his enema, Donna turned her attention to Kelly who was flushed with excitement at having witnessed the first enema she had seen given. She apologized for Mike getting an erection like that. "That happens all the time with men.

Rectal procedures stimulate nerve ending in the anus and their prostate is stimulated by the nozzle and flow of warm water." she explained. "You look flushed. I hope you're not catching what Mike has." Donna observed. "No I don't think so," she replied.

"Let's make sure. Lay down on your tummy for me. I want to take your temperature." she said. Kelly blushed but complied.

She watched Donna shakedown and lubricate the thermometer that had just been up her husbands' rectum. Donna sat down next to her on the bed. She pulled down Kelly's pants and panties, exposing her bottom. Kelly felt butterflies in her stomach as Donna gently parted her buttocks. Moments later, the lubricated bulb pushed through her anus and up her rectum. It felt so good and Kelly sighed on the bed as Donna checked her watch. "Hold still for three minutes and your pink little pucker will tell me what I need to know. " Donna told her. Kelly was surprised by her choice of words "Little pink pucker" and wondered if Donna was turned on as well by the procedure. After the third pass of the sweep hand, Donna gently withdrew the rectal thermometer from Kellys' bottom. She carefully cleaned and read the instrument, before returning it to it's plastic case.

"99.8, your temperature is normal, my dear. Make sure you get plenty of Vitamin C while you take care of Mike." she ordered. The two friends talked a while and Mike came back red-faced from his clensing. Donna had him lay face down on the bed for a temperature check to make sure the enema did it's intended job. The final verdict was a rectal temp of 99.6 and Donna was satisfied that Mike was on the mend. Kelly walked Donna to the door and thanked her for the house calls and for helping her "come of age " with the fundemental sick room skills.

The end.