Sitting in the empty waiting room of the gynecology suite of the DYAD medical centre, I was flicking through a deep sea edition of National Geographic. I find an article about the intelligence of Octopuses and am immediately engrossed in the piece.

"Sarah?" I peel my nose off the page and glance up at the tall curly blonde drink of water staring at me. Good God, she has a French accent too? I knew she was hot when I looked her up doctor online, but I had no idea she had an accent.

I set the magazine down and stand up. "Hello, I'm Dr. Cormier and I'll be your Doctor today."

My mouth is dry. My palms are clammy. I reach out and shake her outstretched hand. "H-hi I'm Sarah." I say, forgetting she already knew my name from my chart.

"We will be in Exam room 2, here on the left." She says, leading me down the hallway of exam rooms. As we enter the room, she hands me a gown and instructs me to use the small dressing room to remove all of my clothing. I undress, folding my clothes as I go, and leave them in a pile on the chair. I pull the soft fabric of the gown around me and tie it off around my waist.

I emerge from behind the curtain and sit on the table. "Go ahead and sit upright on the chair and I'll check your vitals first." She has her back to me, preparing all of the instruments she plans to use. I sit on the chair, crinkling the paper on the cold faux leather. She tosses her soft, thick blonde curls into a low ponytail and I catch another whiff of her perfume. It smells like gardenias. She whips on a pair of pastel purple gloves, tugging at the cuff and letting it snap into place. God I love that sound.

She takes her stethoscope off her neck and places the earpieces in her ears. She pulls my gown down, exposing my breasts and rests a hand on my shoulder. The cool stethoscope bell touches my bare chest, above my left breast."Okay, Sarah, take a deep breath in for me I suck in a deep breath of air and exhale. She moves the stethoscope onto the side of my breast and her gloved fingers rub me gently as she moved her hand. Ohh my godddd. I pray she can't read my thoughts although my face is definitely giving me away. She moves to my back, moving my long wavy hair out of the way sending chills down my spine. I breathe in and out slowly, which also helps calm my jumpy nerves a little.

She goes back to listening to the four chambers of my heart. She concentrates on what she is hearing.

"Have you been giving yourself breast exams every month?" She startles me with her question. I was lost in the wonderful feeling of the auscultation. "Ooh your heart just jumped! What does that mean?" She teases. "I definitely do!!" I tease back. "Just...every month that I remember!" She lets out a little giggle and lectures me on the importance of self examinations.

"Okay, now I'm going to perform the breast exam." She leans me back in to the chair and begins palpating around my left breast with her gloved fingers. I imagine that I must look constipated with how hard I'm trying to keep myself together. Even though she's wearing gloves, I can feel the warmth of her hands. She moves onto my right breast. Her fingers press and palpate me, and then she squeezes my nipple. "Wha-?" Did she just? "I'm just checking for discharge." "Ohhhkay." At this point I'm certain she knows that I'm enjoying this much more than her other patients. Part of me thinks she intends to act on it somehow...

She positions the gooseneck lamp and pulls the stool to sit in front of me. She pulls out the stirrups and places my feet on either side. "Now I'm going have a look at your labia and inside your vagina. So scoot down to the end of the table" She says in her beautiful accent. Funny how even the words "labia" and "vagina" sound incredibly hot when she says them. I feel her gloved hands touch my thighs to spread my legs open. I absent mindedly pull my gown up to give her a clear view of me. She placed her gloved fingers on my labia and gently pulled each side, inspecting closely. "Is your menstrual cycle normal? Any heavy bleeding or cramps?" She asks, reaching for a small tube of lube. "Nope, it's fairly regular and my cramps are manageable."

"Okay, Sarah, I'm going to insert a finger for the digital exam, you might feel some pressure." She slides her lubricated finger into my vagina and I forget how to breathe. She inserts another and presses on my stomach with her other hand. "I'm feeling for your uterus and ovaries, and I'm going to feel your vaginal wall for any irregularities." I'm already soaking wet and o h m y g o d her fingers feel amazing inside me. She slides them around my vaginal wall and it takes everything in me to not moan.

Instead, I clear my throat. Dr Cormier looks up at me,"Am I hurting you?" "Oh, uhh… no no I'm okay!" She gives me a sly smile and removes her fingers. She changes her gloves and unwraps the speculum, squeezes out some lube (not like she really needs it at this point) and smears it over the blades. I watch in amazement. The way she moves is incredible. I feel her freshly gloved fingers open my folds and insert the speculum. My vaginal walls spread open with the device and she tells me, "Okay Sarah, this might be a little uncomfortable" I feel something that feels like the end of a mascara wand scraping my insides out. Not exactly, but that's how it felt. "Not my favorite, either, sweetheart." She removed the swab and placed it in a sterile container to send to the lab.

I feel the speculum slide out of me and I can't help but wonder what is next.

There's a knock on the door.

"Hello Dr Alex!" Delphine says.

"Sarah, I hope you don't mind I invited Dr Alex to assist me with the next part of your exam."