There was a second knock on the exam room door, and it opened into the room. Hi, Collin, Dr. Elias said. This nice lady has agreed to help you finish up your work for your degree. I looked back and to my right, and there was the most beautiful man I had ever known. 40ish, black hair with salt and pepper at the temple, a little shorter than Dr. E, and with an easy, genuine smile. He spent a few years while he was going to school refurbishing an old house, and I helped him numerous times on his DIY projects because I worked at a home improvement store. Who'd believed it! Couldn't decide if this was my dream come true, or the biggest joke of my life. We smiled, greeted eachother, and Dr. Elias commented what a small world it is. Wow. Doc explained to Collin what was going on at that point, but I thought if he didn't know by looking at me pretty much naked, laying on my back with my legs wide open, he should probably stick to remodeling houses. But, like a good gyno, he slipped behind Dr. Elias and washed and dryed his hands. Dr. Elias pulled a pair of blue gloves out of a box on a little shelf which was lined with a couple of different kinds of lube, and kleenex and wipes, and handed them to Dr. Boone. As he sat down on the black stool he said, hand me the medium graves, please. Collin stepped up, picked up the speculum and quickly ran it under warm water at the sink, shook it off and handed it to Dr. Elias. Okay, you'll feel a little pressure here, he said, but I was focused on his fingers lightly separating my labia, putting one finger in to judge the pitch of my vagina as the blades entered me sideways at first, and then straight back. Now I heard the familiar sound of the little metal screw being turned quickly. I could see a reflection in Dr. Elias's glasses of a silver protrusion from my vulva. I was aware that Collin had picked up another couple of long, thin items from the tray and was handing the first one to the doc. He stuck it into my vagina and I could feel the spatula pressing on my cervix. He carefully handed it to Collin and took the white cervical brush. As he twisted it the appropriate number of times, they discussed how not to over turn it in the cervix because it could make a patient sore and cause some bleeding. I might as well've been anesthetized, looking at these two attractive men through my open legs. Now I could feel the blades being slowly closed and removed from me and Dr. E. handed the shiny, slightly dripping spec to Dr. Boone and I heard it clink in the sink. Dr. Elias stood up, reached for the lube, put a couple of pumps on the two fingers of his right hand, again separated my labia and slid the gloved fingers in. I always feel a little gasp in my throat as they first enter me for the pelvic, but today, I was afraid it may've even been audible. He talked to Collin about exactly what to feel for between their two hands, reemphasing and feeling a second, and then third time, to show him exactly where to push, even turning his fingers over during another part of the explanation. He slowly removed his fingers and said, now we're going to do the vaginal rectal exam. Oh joy, it was recto-vaginal time again! Explaining more to Collin, he probed and pushed until he felt confident he understood completely, then slowly withdrew those two fingers again. I was so relaxed and turned on at the same time, I started to wonder how I was going to walk out of the clinic. But wait. The best is yet to come. Would you mind if Collin repeated your pelvic exam? I believe I made some kind of moaning sound as I shook my head, and I watched as the two docs switched places. Dr. Elias pulled off his gloves and disposed of them and rewashed his hands. Collin said, thanks for doing this. I stifled a, my pleasure, response and watched him reach for the lube. Now just go to your happy place he said with his easy smile. In my mind I answered, I'm already there! I watched closely as he repeated Dr. Elias's procedures. The feelings were heavenly. I switched my focus from his intent expression as he worked on me, to what I could see of his hands. And all the while, I was barely breathing and feeling on the verge of unconsciousness. But as he worked his fingers all around, a new feeling was starting, and I was sure I wouldn't be able to stop it. I stiffened my body a bit, but couldn't hide the fact that Dr. Dreamy was making me cum right on the exam table. My contractions were still going strong as he slid his middle finger into my rectum and the index one back into my vagina. He completed my bi-manual exam and said, sorry, in a low voice and, he wasn't smiling this time. Both docs were very polite, courteous, and concerned about my well being. As I left the exam room and headed out of the clinic, Dr. Boone thanked me and said he hoped he would see me again. I opened the clinic door, took a deep breath, grinned, and thought, BOY, ME TOO!