Ok, I know it's been a very very long time since I added to this story. I decided to reread it again, and got a little inspiration for it. I hope ya'll like this next part. I have every intention to adding to it, but I'm not sure when exactly that will be. Hopefully soon. Enjoy! It’s been a couple of days since my exam with Travis, and I’m still pretty sore from the rectal exam he put me through. I know it was for the best, though. I’m sitting on the couch watching a movie, when I hear his truck pull up. “Yay, my baby is home.” A few minutes later he walks in the door. “Hey, Travis! How was your day.” “Hey, Babe. It wasn’t too bad.” I knew in his voice that something was bothering him. “What’s wrong?” He sighs and then comes around the couch and sits next to me. I pause the movie and he takes both of my hands in his. I know every time he does this it’s usually bad news. He takes a deep breath “Baby, I got a call from the lab center today… Your pap test came back questionable. There’s no reason to panic or worry. I’m sure it’s nothing more than a lab error, but we need to run more tests just to be sure.” I thought my heart was going to pound out of my chest, and my stomach felt like it hit the floor. “What kind of tests? Are you going to be the one doing them?” “Actually, Nicole, I went ahead and called Derek. He has more experience than I do with the tests that need to be done. I brought over all the paper work the lab faxed to me, and Derek said he could come by in an hour and take a look at them.” I felt a little better knowing that if it wasn’t Travis doing the tests, than at least it would be Dr. Graham. “What kind of tests, Travis?” “Honestly babe, I’m not completely sure how he’s going to want to handle this. That’s why he’s coming over to look at the paper work.” “Is he going to examine me or run any tests today when he gets here?” “I’m not sure about that one either. Why?” “Because, I’m not ready for another exam. I don’t want to be examined again.” “I know you don’t babe, and I’m really sorry. Even if he doesn’t examine you tonight, I’m sure he’ll want to run the tests as soon as possible.” “I know, I’d just like to have a day to process everything.” “Well, we’ll just see what he says. You have time to go get cleaned up if you want to, before he gets here. Just in case he does want to examine you.” “That would probably be a good idea.” I get up and start to head into the bathroom to run my shower. I’m trying to wrap my head around everything I’ve just been told. I’m in the shower when I hear the bathroom door open. “Travis? Is Dr. Graham here already?” “No, I just wanted to check on you.” “Oh ok. Thanks, babe. I’m ok for now. You really don’t think there’s anything wrong right? The extra tests are just a precaution?” “I’m really not too worried about it Nicole. I just want another opinion from someone who has more experience.” I’m starting to wash my bottom, and I can’t help but wince when I run the washcloth between my cheeks. I thought I was quiet enough, but evidently not. “Baby, what’s wrong?” “I’m fine Travis, I’m just still really sore from your exam.” “That’s understandable. I did have to stretch you out a lot. It should be better in another couple of days. I’d like to have a look at it just to be sure everything’s ok, and to make sure there wasn’t any tearing or anything.” I know I’m fine, but there’s no sense in arguing. I learned my lesson the hard way from that. That’s just what I’d need an even more sore bottom. I get out of the shower and start to dry off. I’m drying between my cheeks, trying to be as gentle as possible, but I still winced. “Ok, baby, let me take a look. Come over here to the counter and lean across it, facing the mirror.” I do as I’m told. He makes eye contact with me through the mirror, and I feel him spread my cheeks. He breaks eye contact to take a look at my tiny puckered hole. I’m watching his facial expressions while he’s looking. I see him wince when he finally sees it. He then makes eye contact with me again. I don’t know why, but being on display like this, and being able to see him while he examines me, makes me really wet. I’m so turned on but I know there’s nothing I could do about it, even if I wasn’t fixing to have more tests run. When Travis is in doctor mode, he’s in doctor mode. It doesn’t matter how turned on I get if he’s examining me. Now later on is a different story. “Damn baby, you’re still pretty red. Why didn’t you tell me you were still irritated? I just thought you were a little sore.” “Because I just thought it was normal.” “It is normal, but I have medicine you could’ve used if I had known how bad you were hurting.” He reaches up into the medicine cabinet and gets a tube of something down, and then gets something else, but I can’t see what it is. He must have seen the question in my eyes through the mirror. “It’s alright, babe. It’s just the same medicine I used after the exam. It’ll make you feel a lot better. I’m going to rub some on the outside and then I’ll put this disposable nozzle on the tip, and insert it into you, that way I can apply some on the inside too.” “But what if Dr. Graham does examine me, won’t he see it?” “Well, he’ll probably see it, but wouldn’t think it’d effect anything.” I feel my cheeks open again. “Alright, Nicole, this is going to be cold.” He wasn’t joking. I felt something cold and squishy being rubbed into me back there. It was instant relief. We’re watching each other’s reactions. We’re making eye contact while he keeps massaging the medicine in. I can’t believe how good it feels, I can’t help but close my eyes and relax. “Are you ok, babe?” I can’t believe how husky his voice sounds. He must not be as much into doctor mode as I thought. I open my eyes and look at him, “Yeah, that just feels really good.” He leans around kisses me, all while he’s still rubbing me back there. I can’t help but moan, especially when he gently inserts his finger a little. “Sorry, did that hurt?” “No, not at all, it actually feels really good.” I moan again as pushes his finger in to the second knuckle. We deepen the kiss, and our breathing becomes harder. Finally he breaks the kiss. “Babe, we can’t. That might be why your tests results got screwed up to begin with.” “I know, I can’t help it. That was just really hot.” “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. As soon as he does all the testing that he needs to, and we get the all clear, I promise we’ll pick up where we left off. In the mean time I better finish applying your medicine before Derek gets here, “ He chuckles, “Now try to behave yourself.” I smile at him, “I’ll try.” I watch as he picks the tube back up and screws the nozzle to the end of it. I feel my cheeks being spread, yet again. “Take a deep breath, babe.” As I do I feel the pressure of the nozzle being pushed into me, I gasp. It’s not quite as erotic as his finger, but it still does something for me. Travis gives me a knowing a smile. “I’m going to inject the medicine. It may feel a little gross.” He was right, it did. I felt all the gooey medicine a good three inches into me, since that was how long the nozzle was. I finally felt him pull it out. “Alright, all done.” He throws the used nozzle away and puts the medicine back in the cabinet. As soon as he does, we hear the doorbell ring. “Perfect timing. I’m going to go let him in, and let him take a look at the papers. Come on down there when you’re ready.” He gives me a quick kiss and is out the door. I take a few deep breathes in the mirror, and grab the wash cloth I had just used. I wipe all the evidence off that Travis left, or at least I hope I wiped it all off. I put my clothes back on and head out the door.