Beth flicked through the TV absent mindedly and rocked forward and back clutching her knees in an unsuccessful attempt to take her mind off the pain. Her stomach and back hurt so much. She had tried a hot water bottle, warm milk and a soak in the bath. Nothing was working. She needed to get some help but at 11pm, she felt it was too late to go to her local urgent care center. She remembered she still had the number of the new guy from the flat downstairs. He'd said he was a doctor. Maybe he would be able to help?

Ben's phone pinged, alerting him to a new message from his newly acquainted neighbour Bethany Cartwright:

“My stomach really hurts. Can you help?” Ben picked up his bag and quickly tapped out a response before heading out the door.

“Hold tight. I'm coming up”

Beth pulled her dressing gown tightly around her and opened the front door apprehensively. Her stomach suddenly did a flip as she saw Ben speedily coming up the stairs and turn to stand at her door.

She swallowed nervously and gestured for him to come inside just as another wave of pain shot through her lower stomach. She clutched her stomach and tried to pant through the sharp stabbing pain that seemed for all the world like her insides were twisted into a knot.

Ben followed her in, setting his leather bag down on the coffee table before sitting himself down on the sofa next to her. He was the kind of man who's close physical presence was unnerving. She shifted uneasily in her seat. Party because no position was comfortable but also because Ben was all man. He was exactly her type; Tall, dark and well built with a firm muscular body. He had great dress sense; smart, classy, professional and he smelled great too! It wasn't fair that her body was reacting in this way, especially given how she knew that he would want to examine her.

Beth looked down at her painted toe nails and began fidgeting with embarrassment. She realised she had been staring at his body, mentally undressing him with her wandering eyes and she was sure he would have noticed. Ben on the other hand was totally unfazed by her reactions and just smiled with silent amusement but this just made the situation even more tense and embarrassing for Beth.

“So…. Your stomach hurts you said? Should I take a look at that for you?”

“Err yeah. If you don't mind.” She stuttered and almost choked on the sentence. This was a monumentally bad idea.

“Maybe the bedroom would be a more comfortable place? You could stretch out on the bed and it will be more easy for me to examine you….." Beth nodded and moved to the bedroom, her heart beating nineteen to the dozen as Ben followed her, carrying his bag.

Gingerly, She sat down on the bed and lay back on the duvet.

“May I?” Ben fixed his eyes on hers, waiting for her give any sign of acceptance as he reached to the sash of her bath robe and began untying it slowly, parting the fabric.

Her naked body took him aback. Her body was presented like a work of fine art, soft and curvy in all the right places with pure unblemished skin. Her breasts were formed in perfect symmetry, her caramel coloured nipples, raised and inviting him to taste them. He felt his cock stir slightly and he mentally rebuked himself. This was ridiculous! He was a doctor and she wasn't the first attractive female he'd ever had to examine!

Bringing himself back to planet earth, he took a clean pair of vinyl gloves from the supply he carried in his bag and snapped them on before grabbing his stethoscope and placing the listening buds into his ears.

He pressed the cool metal disk against her stomach and moved it around repeatedly, listening intently. He checked her ascending, transverse and descending colon and noticed that there were decreased and absent bowel sounds. Next he palpated her stomach gently, covering all of the necessary areas with skilled systematic efficiency. Beth groaned suddenly, bending her knees and raising her legs with discomfort.

“I want to do an internal examination if that's ok? ”

Beth's face burnt with embarrassment and she could feel a growing bloom of sweat which covered her chest and stomach as the doctor passed his gloved inquisitive hands across her abdominal area, pressing, poking and probing in his relentless medical inquiry. The moisture continued to bead on her skin and was now combined with a pink flush.

The cool air was already heightening her awareness of how exposed and vulnerable she felt anyway and now he wanted to do an internal exam? She wanted to hide her face but he kept looking at her, waiting for her consent to move on to the next level of her humiliation….