Doctor Jenny Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Doctor Jenny Pt. 01

... other directions, with worries and concerns. For while he was bragging about this new teaching clinic of his, his beautiful young assistant stood by his side, demurely present as if she would assist him in an examination. For my part, while I fancied the girl, I did not want this to occur!

Then, as if on cue, he brought up the subject, leaving me more than a little red in the face. "Have you spoken with my assistant, Jenny," this sage physician nudged, "for she has been chosen for you specifically from the information on your file. We felt that she'd be ideal for you, from the students of our program, to help you learn and adjust to the features of our clinic." At this, I looked at Jenny, who was blushing red as a beet, while I thought to myself that my humiliation would follow, for who wants to be examined by a gorgeous woman like her, especially among us of the masculine gender!

Nevertheless, I said to myself "let be what must be" as I walked with the man and his 'girl' to his room.

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When we reach the examination room together I was struck by its size, its intimacy, and its charm and its 'new-room' smell. "If this is where I must be exposed," so I justified to myself, "at least I shall do so with class and with style." Yet features of the room captured my attention, which, for a man like me, just didn't seem right.

First, the room seemed rather feminine, of blue and of cream, not of traditional, manly colors, yet this I put down as a sign of the times, ...

... as men of these days are not as they once were. But, second, and of even greater significance, instead of a bench the room had a great chair. Moreover, to one side of the room there was a table adorned with instruments not quite right, at least ones I did not recognize from prior medical care. Topping this off were brochures on the table, publicity shots for very fine English lasses, of which one at the end featured the face of this goddess, this goddess beside me, the young student "Jenny."

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"Our clinic is like no other," the doctor quickly informed me as I made a motion to secure one of the brochures on the table. Before I could read it, the doctor explained, "While institutions of our lot typically focus on medical knowledge, our clinic is quite different for we strive to teach compassion, understanding, and empathy in the courses we offer." At this to my surprise, indeed to my utter amazement, the vision of womanhood, the grace that was beside me, this young student, named Jenny, hopped onto the chair.

I looked at Jenny, and Jenny looked at me, and my red became her red as the situation became clear: it was not me but was she to be sitting this 'examination.'

***

With this, I was passed a clipboard and the doctor said we'd get started. When he said this, I couldn't help but watch Jenny's legs nervously dance in the air, for the chair that she sat in was too high for her minuscule frame.

The doctor then started up again, upon my look of amazement, ...