The summer before I went to college, I was required to get a physical. I wasn’t particularly nervous about it, as I’d always gotten them for sports all through school. I was familiar with the small-town hospital and most of the staff. To me, it was just another thing to check off of my to-do list.

My best friend, Jessica, was required to get a physical before leaving for college as well. We had chosen different schools, so we had been spending as much time together as possible before going our separate ways. It made sense that we would just ride together and stop at the clinic to get our physical exams in before going to get some dorm necessities.

No appointment was required— it was all first come, first serve and there were a ton of students there doing the same thing we were doing. We hadn’t realized that high school sports were starting the next week, so the waiting room was packed when we arrived. We wrote our names down and squeezed into a seat together.

It wasn’t long before Jessica’s name was called. I remember seeing people going in and coming out fairly quickly, and thought the staff must be speeding up the process to get the waiting room cleared out. I was still a little surprised when my name was called shortly after I’d watched Jessica disappear to the back.

The nurse led me to a room that had had a flimsy white curtain running down the middle. I saw what I immediately recognized as Jessica’s silhouette, and I looked at the nurse quizzically.

She said that because of the high volume of patients today, they were trying to knock out as many exams as possible, and it was more efficient to divide the rooms. She went on to explain that while the doctor was giving the actual exam to one patient, she would be going through preliminary questions with the other. There was, however, only one medical table, so they were moving patients through in an assembly line of sorts.

Jessica, having completed her preliminary questions already, had advanced to the opposite side of the curtain as me and was sitting on the medical table waiting for the doctor to come in.

I immediately thought of my previous physicals, and “that part” everyone gets a little nervous about. I was sure I’d get a breast exam, but would the doctor still ask me to unbutton my shorts to check my abdomen? That had always embarrassed me when I was younger, so I was a little confused by the excitement I was starting to feel. Then.. it dawned on me that I would be in the same room as Jessica while she was being checked. My cheeks immediately flushed with the realization that this was much different than seeing each other naked at a sleepover.. this type of exposure was a lot more personal. Intimate, even.

I don’t remember what the nurse’s questions were or how I answered them. I had one eye on the curtain waiting for the doctor to enter and begin Jessica’s exam. I knew I should just focus on my own and give her some privacy, but my interest was already piqued and I couldn’t look away. I knew I wouldn’t be able to see anything in detail, but the curtain was just thin enough for me to see what was happening. Knowing that I was only a few feet away was making me sweat with anticipation, and I could feel my pussy start to throb.

I snapped back to reality when the nurse stood up to leave the room, commenting that the doctor was running a few minutes behind and to wait in my seat until he came in and completed Jessica’s turn. My face flushed again having registered that now, I would hear her entire exam with no distractions.