I am a 51 year old female Doctor, working doing Health Appraisals for a local HMO. My late husband wrote a lot of stories, I really never did much. But for some reason, since his passing, I find myself writing almost as much as he did!
Ted always told me to "write like you are telling a story", I learned quickly what he meant. But he also told me to "keep them as close to true as you can" because otherwise they wouldn't be believable.
He was right about that, too. One recent story I added an entire year between incidents, when in fact it was only a couple of weeks.
Now why would I do that? The first story about Norman was true, he was darned sick when I saw him in my office.
Yet I dated him just a couple of weeks later, in the story I made it a year later. In retrospect, I realize my upbringing, and what people would think do matter! I simply didn't want readers, even strangers, to think I was a slut. Even worse, I was not being true to Ted. That all combined to almost become a tragedy as I went into a Manic mode and depression. I finally got smart, combined with my late husband's voice (Real? In my head? I don't know.) and took the medicine Sally, my Boss at the office prescribed for me.
So I lied, and when I reread the stories, I realized they sounded funny, at least to me. I guess I am still learning as a writer.
But I got up early this morning, bored, and an incident just a few days ago was fresh in my mind.
There was a young man who came into my office not too long ago, when I went to check for Hernia, he was already erect. And when I leaned down to inspect his genitals, he exploded in my face!
He was mortified, no control, the problem was obvious. A prime example of Premature Ejaculation!
Since I am a Doctor, I know that often this can be relieved by the male's partner, all they need do is take that in stride and keep on going, there nearly always is a second shot in there!!
If so, then the right approach, the proper use of the mind, can do wonders. So, I reached out and got him hard again, I even went a little over the top and let him peek at my little titties as a stimulous!
It worked!
The problem was it got ME all fussed up, I even had to go masturbate to get myself under control!
That was one of those events that seem to stick in the mind, I even used it to take care of myself at home a few times, a nice fantasy! But other than that, I really didn't give him much thought at work.
Day in day out, one patient after another, the vast majority I simply check out and lecture a bit, and send them home.
Every once in awhile, though, one comes in that gets things going.
Now one would think that a female Doctor would have no interest at all in sexuality around the office. Let me tell you, from the conversations I hear and have with the other Doctors and the Nurses, nothing is farther than the truth.
We sit in our private lounge, conversations go like "That guy had a cock like a horse!" and "She was bouncing so much I almost couldn't keep my fingers in there!"
Dan, my office partner, has one beautiful 40ish housewife that comes in every 3 or 4 months. They aren't supposed to but we have ways around that. Those "exams" always seem to go 30-45 minutes, he told me once that she starts to orgasm the second he touches her and never stops!
We are taught in school to have a "bedside" manner, this means we have to be able to reach out and grasp a penis, and inspect it closely, then pull on a rubber glove and do a rectal with no reaction. Vaginal exams, bare breasts, good looking patients, erections, all just part of the work!
We don't allow our breathing to increase, we are careful to not flush or blush, and the expression never changes, practiced and practiced for many hours in front of a mirror.
Do we react, though? Oh God, yes! I have seen more than one Nurse walk calmly but quickly to the staff facilities to take care of themselves. Yes, Male Doctors, too!
