A Trip to the Gynecologist

A Trip to the Gynecologist

Every inch of my slender body shivered with the thoughts of going to see my gynecologist. Not that I hated it but I have the biggest crush on my doctor. Everything from my shoulder length red hair to my size 8 feet stood at peek attention. The biggest give away to my excitement was my 34 C breast. My nipples seemed to stand taller than the empire state building, so I decided to hide them with a piece of tape. My blue eyes were more dilated than most days but there’s not much I can do about those. Dr. Emerson had the sweetest voice, always calming me. Her long black silky smooth hair always reminded me of my best friend as a child. She was quite taller than me. She was almost 6 foot even and she dwarfed me by about 6 inches.

Before my appointment I decided to clean up down below. First tho, I had to play with myself. After this I douched and shaved. I didn’t want her to see anything unpleasant. After I shaved I showered and shampooed. Even tho she would not be examining my mouth I brushed twice and gargled right before leaving. I wore a modest skirt that went to my knees and the sexiest pair of panties I could find. I matched my bra to my black panties and put on a black shirt. I tied my hair into school girl style pig tails. Just before walking out the door I made a final look over and was quite pleased.