Reading the thermometer

Did anyone take their temp. rectally with a vintage glass thermometer, and then not be able to read it ? One of my former girlfriends didn't know how to read the thermometer, until I showed her. She still had difficulty interpreting the number scale. It would have been more fun if she didn't hand the thermometer to me after taking it out. There's nothing more hot and sexy than a woman holding a thermometer up to her eyes, with the Vaseline still on it.

Agree totally with you, JJM:

There's nothing more hot and sexy than a woman holding a thermometer up to her eyes, with the Vaseline still on it.

I have slightly different kinks than regular MedFet, but I can definitely appreciate that sexy image of the lady with the thermometer. I'll just put in my vote for a sexy woman, preferably a Domme partner, holding up a DBC enema catheter, fingering it and then inflating it with the full bulging enema bag hanging behind her. Now that's intimidating and erotic.???

Eric

My mom was the only person who took my rectal temperature with a glass thermometer and she taught me how to read a glass thermometer when I got older and never took my own rectal temperature until now.

I always need to wipe the thermometer clean before reading, although I like when it is covered with lubricant. I need glasses to read those little numbers now.

Who would every think of this topic? Love it! Reading a rectal thermometer through the Vaseline, and trying to twist it just so to see the mercury strip, seems to be difficult for my husband. "Honey, give me the thermometer and I'll read it."

Both my mother and my nurse(s) would quickly wipe the Vaseline off and get the reading after removing it from my bottom.

For sure... I had played with the thermometer when playing doctor, etc. and shook it down properly and everything but it took me a few years to actually be able to read it.

I always used to play around with the thermometer when I was young. I would always shake it down, just like I'd see mom do before taking a temperature, dip it in the vaseline, then stick it up my butt for a few minutes, but never learned to read it. I would try and try and never figured out how to find the line of mercury. Then one day, I must've been 10 or 11, I was holding the thermometer and must've looked it at just right, and there it was, clear as day. I then proceeded to shake it down, take my temperature, and then actually be able to read it. Needless to say, my self temps became a daily occurrence right after that.