Doctor Jenny Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Doctor Jenny Pt. 02

... exposed, vulnerable. And yet, despite her obvious discomfort, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the thought of witnessing such intimate details of her body.

With eyes fixed straight ahead, Jenny removed her shoes, followed by her shirt, revealing a classic white bra underneath. Her breasts were of average size, though they would become more apparent during the examination. After donning the short hospital gown that barely concealed her undergarments, she proceeded to undress completely, save for her panties.

As she stood before me, I couldn't help but marvel at the delicate fabric draping her curves. It was truly a work of art, if somewhat impractical for a medical examination.

"Jennifer," Dr. Johnson instructed, "would you please turn around and describe the features of our fashion to Mr. Jones? Remember, our methods are unique and the best in the world." At this, she pondered before speaking.

"The gown," she said, "is made from a special blend of materials designed to be both comfortable and practical. It's partly see-through, but that's intentional. Our doctors believe that treating patients should involve a holistic approach, which includes considering the upper as well as the lower body."

"Although the gown is not branded," she continued, "it was designed to the specifications of the clinic managers by the college's school of fashion." "The black panties," she noted, "are decorated with the school crest." She then lifted her gown to ...

... reveal the corresponding area of her upper thigh, where a crest that I assumed to be the symbol of Palmer College was prominently displayed. Letting down the lifted part of the gown, she turned around in my direction, so that her reddened face was once again visible. With a hint of a deeper blush, she remarked, "Each pair of uniform panties has a special message on the tag, which you can inspect should you like." At this point, I couldn't help but notice another slight blush on her cheeks as she spoke. Perhaps sensing my gaze, she quickly turned away, avoiding eye contact.

Feeling uncertain, I glanced over at the doctor for reassurance before attempting to examine the tag on the underwear. I thought it would be located on the inside of the panties, and I awaited his nod of approval before proceeding. I moved my stool closer to the lovely Jenny and, using my left hand, I carefully turned down the waistband of her panties to reveal a tiny tag and illegible writing.

Observing my frustration, the doctor interjected, "Is the message too small to read?" he asked with a hint of amusement. "The fashion department promised they'd stitch it on at an appropriate size!" Then, addressing Jenny directly, he said, "Perhaps it would be best if you were to just hand over your panties now?" I couldn't help but think that if I could see Jenny's face, it would be blushing even more.

Without warning, Jenny spun around and grabbed my shoulder with her right hand while swiftly pulling down her ...