Story by a new friend

Yes, I got his permission to post it.

A Salacious Venture Into POS Healthcare

He did enjoy an odd sense of humor, what one of his friends had once referred to as “tweaked,” so the irony wasn’t lost. He was no doctor (I’ve fantasized about playing one on TV), but he did know business. Having long since seen the future of the industry, he had changed from the clinical side to the business side, and now healthcare was a business. His was a niche market, a small office providing very basic walk-in care service. If you needed a band-aid or a lab test or doctor’s note or referral, come on down. Add a drive-through and you’ve got the McDonald’s of healthcare. He even had a location opening at the mall soon! They did lots of routine stuff – school athletics, pre-employment and workers' comp assessments, lab work for a wide range of consumer needs. All you needed was an insurance card and your co-pay in cash. It was very lucrative. And he liked the eye candy, too.

Nina, the receptionist, was a looker. Foot traffic had actually picked up after she was hired. But he was sure, in fact had once bet one of the PA’s at a local pub after work, that somewhere behind one ear there were the words inflate to 32 psi. She was nice, but not really his type, and she was always leaving early for this or that. But the increase in revenue outweighed the inconvenience of her tenure of employment, and the PA's liked to flirt with her. Between the drug rep lunches and freebees and Nina, happy providers made for a smooth day. Oh, yeah, he’d date somebody like Nina, but they never really excited him. Well, not the way he wanted to be. He liked women with a lot of soft curves, big soft curves.

As it happened one dreary afternoon, the weather keeping most everyone at home except those ill enough to skip his band-aid kiosk and go right to the local ER, after yet another luncheon hawking the latest pharmaceutical had been cleared, people started finding excuses to leave for the day. Big surprise when Nina was first. An even bigger surprise was when one of the PA's left shortly thereafter practically trailing Nina. He had felt a little frisky most of the day himself. Well, good for the two of them. Shag away. Do it once for me. The weather and staffing being what it was, he made the decision to close for the day and let everyone go home a little early. It had been hours since their last patient. Who would possibly show up in the next hour?

After everyone had gone, he was doing a last walk-through of the offices, making sure the lights had all been turned off, etc. And the chime indicating someone had entered the reception area sounded. Well, he would just have to explain there was no one available to see them. Maybe offer them a coupon for a follow up visit. Always thinking of the bottom line.

He had started to speak before fully entering the room, eyes looking downward. His words sounded hollow, almost rehearsed. He didn’t really look up or truly see her until she had started to speak. He didn’t hear a word she said. He was too entranced. She probably would’ve laughed at him if she knew that was how he had felt. She had a few years on him. She was overweight, but he liked that. Liked it a lot. And though she wasn’t dressed to impress, she wore her outfit well. He was remotely aware of a little twinge in his pants, then he realized she had stopped talking and was just looking at him expectantly. Those eyes...

“I’m sorry, what was that you were saying?”

She was supposed to start a new job tomorrow but needed a pre-employment screening first. She had all the paperwork but had waited until the last minute. None of the local physicians accepted walk-ins and she couldn’t afford the cost or wait of visiting a hospital. He again explained there wasn’t anyone available that could do that for her.

He thought she was going to burst into tears right there in front of him. He felt so bad for her. But what could he do? Page someone and ask them to come back?

She was pleading with him. “It was just a formality. Isn’t there anything you could do? I’ll lose my job, Doctor.” He was torn. He wanted to help her. He knew he’d feel responsible if she did lose that job.

He asked her to come back to one of the exam rooms and fill out some forms while he looked into how he could assist her. He handed her a clipboard and pen, showed her all the right places to sign, and got another good look at her. The swell and cleavage of her breasts, beautiful thick thighs, a great-shaped ass, and his biggest turn-on, a nice big belly. He turned quickly, hoping she wouldn't see the growing bulge in his pants. Whew. I’d love to see her naked, he thought. Hmmm. How far did he dare try to help this nice lass? He wasn’t aware of the sly grin slowly creeping across his face.

He stepped into his office, both to slightly increase her anxiety and to calm his own. He weighed his options. How often does a chance like this happen? Should I? Didn’t I see something like this on late-night cable? They had fun. I’ll bet we can too. His mind made up, he walked calmly back to “his patient.”

"Have you completed all the forms?"

"Yes. Here they are."

(He made sure their hands touched as he took the clipboard back.)

"Fine. Fine. Well, I must tell you this is a little unusual, but I think I can help you out today. I’m not licensed to practice in this state yet (or any other he thought to himself), but that’s mostly a paperwork formality. You know how state bureaucracy can be, slow wheels and all. I expected the FedEx today. Even had the frame for my license all ready. I can do the assessment and sign your medical forms for you, but the office can’t bill the claim without my license number. And that’s a little bit of a problem."

"Oh, if you could do that. I’m sure I can work something out. Even if I have to pay myself."

"Well, all right. You seem genuine. I’ll go get my stethoscope. Why don’t you go ahead and disrobe? We’ll get this over with quickly for you so you don’t need to bother with the Johnny."

He stepped into one of the offices and quickly grabbed a lab coat and draped a stethoscope around his neck. There was a little twinkle in his eye and the adrenaline had him breathing a little shallow. He was very turned on right now, and he was completely unprepared for the adrenaline rush that he experienced when he walked back into the exam room. She stood there stark naked. A small sheepish smile on her lightly blushing face. He felt as if his instant erection was going to leap out of his pants and grab at her. He was frozen, smitten, turned on like he had never been before. She stood there just waiting. His eyes devoured her body, the curves of her breasts. He stared at her nipples, unaware of the tip of his tongue peeking out from between his full lips, unconsciously licking them. He imagined his hands gripping her fleshy ass checks, rubbing those sexy thighs. Was she shaven, as so many of the women did now? He couldn’t really see, and that excited him even more. But her belly mesmerized him. He actively struggled not to reach out involuntarily and touch her, lest he scare her away. They both stood there, eyes locked, searching to see if the same illicit thoughts were to be found in the other.

“Well, let’s begin.” The steadiness of his own voice surprising him. He stepped very close to her, definitely inside her comfort zone. He grinned internally, considering just how much he could get away with under the guise of an employment screening. And there was the issue of payment. She seemed like she was a little attracted to him. Maybe he really could push the envelope a little. His grin started to spread to his face as he reached one hand forward to touch her.