Eager First Times

by Betsy Locke

  His request seemed doable. It wouldn't cost me any extra to stay longer. And I wanted to stay so badly. “I'm going to have to leave eventually.”

  Nolan nodded and grasped my hands in his. “I know. But even one more day will be worth it.”

  I ended up staying three more weeks, deciding to fly back the day before the next semester of college started.

  Nolan and I knew that long distance relationships were difficult but we knew each other so well. We would make this work no matter what.

  Nolan and I would be together again.

  The End

  Story Twelve

  Copyright 2018

  All Rights Reserved.

  Disclaimer: This ebook is a work of fiction. Any resemblance characters in this story may have to real people is coincidental.

  No section of this book may be copied or reproduced without the author's permission.

  Description

  Ella arrives at the doctor for her normal checkup but her normal doctor isn't there.

  Dr. Evans is going to do the examination and he's going to make sure that it's very thorough.

  Chapter One

  Going to the doctor was always the biggest pain in the ass.

  Luckily I only had to go once a year.

  But I dreaded that date on my calendar every time.

  The night before my appointment, I tried to think of a really good excuse of why I wouldn't be able to go. I was healthier than I'd ever been and this was only a routine checkup. Skipping it would be no big deal.

  I had already requested the morning off work two weeks ago and that meant that I couldn't waste it. I was already running low on my vacation and sick time. I wouldn't be able to make another appointment for the doctor until I accrued more time.

  Before I fell asleep, I sighed and accepted the fact that I had to get it over with. It would only be a short visit to the doctor and then I wouldn't have to worry about it for another year.

  The next morning, I slept in a little bit. That was the one plus of not having to go to work. I took my time getting ready, perfecting my makeup and picking out an outfit. There was no rush since it never mattered if I was on time to the doctor. I always had to wait a minimum of an hour before Dr. Havana saw me.

  My white blouse and gray skirt would be good for the doctor visit and good for work afterwards. I groaned and wished that I could've taken the entire day off.

  Someday I wouldn't have to work anymore at the publishing house.

  As I drove to the doctor's, I tried to think of any other type of job that I could get. I graduated from college fifteen years ago with a English degree and the best job I could get was as an editor for a small magazine publishing company.

  I didn't know how much longer I could take editing the same type of articles about gardening and dogs over and over again.

  I felt like I was going crazy.

  I pulled into the parking lot of Dr. Havana's about twenty minutes late. I brought my romance novel with me to keep my company while I waited.

  It was one of those silly time travel/barbarian stories where the woman finds a magical stone that transports her a thousand years into the past. It was a little ridiculous at the beginning but once she meets up with Skall the barbarian, things began to pick up.

  I walked into the waiting room and approached the counter. “Ella Jennings is here.”

  The blonde receptionist looked up at me through her round-rimmed glasses. “Can you sign your name here.” She slid a clipboard towards me with a list of names already written on it. I wrote my name down and passed it back.

  She compared my name to her computer. “It looks like you're a little late. You're going to have to wait a little longer for Dr. Evans.”

  “Dr. Evans?”

  I looked around to make sure that I was in the right office. The room looked exactly the same. Same chairs and the same generic painting of a sailboat hanging on the wall.

  The receptionist pushed her glasses up the ridge of her nose. “Dr. Havana is out for the month while she is on vacation in Europe.”

  “On vacation? I wasn't told about that when I made my appointment,” I replied. It came out sounding more bitchy than I wanted it to.

  “There's nothing to worry about. Dr. Evans is covering for her while she's gone. If you would just take a seat, the doctor will see you soon.”

  I'd never heard of Dr. Evans but I was sure that Havana would pick a doctor that would be a good fit for her patients.

  I took a seat in one of the uncomfortable waiting room chairs and pulled out my romance novel. I had been trying to finish this book for months but it looked like I had been reading and rereading it for years. The pages were folded, the spine creased, and there was a small coffee stain on a corner.

  I opened it up to the part where the protagonist, Laura, had just kissed Skall for the first time. It was after his battle with a grizzly bear that almost killed them both.

  Skall was injured with wounds to his chest and arms from the claws of the bear. Laura tended to him to the best of her abilities with limited supplies.

  They kissed next to a fire, Skall embracing Laura. She reached down underneath the fur hide that was wrapped around Skall's waist and found his manliness.

  My heart began to flutter. I looked up from my book and made sure that nobody was watching me. I became a little flushed. I didn't think it was going to get so hot and heavy so soon.

  I returned to the book as Skall was undressing Laura out of her modern clothes. He had never seen a woman so confident and strong before. In his culture, women never spoke a word. It was very patriarchal.

  So for him to be with Laura was such a change of pace.

  Skall felt up her breasts, kissing her nipples lightly. I imagined myself in her place, being touched by the big and sexy barbarian.

  Suddenly my fantasy was interrupted when the door opened and the most gorgeous man in a white lab coat came out. He looked just how I imagined Skall from the novel, minus the long brown hair and fur hide.

  “Ella Jennings?” he announced in a low voice.

  Dr. Evans was a man!

  Chapter Two

  I'd never been seen by a male doctor. I always chose female doctors and even went out of my way to see Dr. Havana even though there was a male doctor closer to my house.

  My jaw had hit the floor and I needed to respond to my name being announced. I wanted to say something but I couldn't find my voice. It was deep down in my stomach and I tried so hard to bring it out.

  “Here!” I called out. I was way too loud for such a quiet setting.

  I closed my romance book and felt embarrassed because the barbarian on the cover looked like Dr. Evans. They were definitely the same size. The doctor couldn't hide those muscles under that professional exterior.

  I quickly hid the book away in my purse and stood up. My ankles were weak and I could barely hold myself up. I took a step towards the doctor and almost lost my balance. He smiled at me and I felt like I got hit by lightning.

  “Hi Ella, I'll be taking over for Dr. Havana. Will you follow me?”

  I nodded slowly and followed the hunky doc down the corridor and into an exam room. It looked how every exam room did. It was small and cramped with a large chair with stirrups. Jars of tongue depressors and cotton balls stood on a thin blue counter.

  Dr. Evans closed the door behind us and we were all alone. I could smell his manly scent wafting off him. I wanted to bottle it up and drink it.

  “You can take a seat,” he said.

  I complied and sat down in the chair but didn't put my legs up yet. My mind was already racing ahead to that moment.

  I couldn't believe a man was going to examine me down there!

  Evans sat down on a stool and rolled over to me, looking down at his clipboard. “I see the last time you saw Dr. Havana was a year ago?”

  “That's correct,” I replied.

  “Has anything changed since then?”

  I thought about it for a
moment and couldn't come up with anything. “Everything has been good.”

  “That's good to hear. Just a few more questions and we can start.”

  “How many partners would you say you had in the last year?”

  I immediately flushed red. Why the hell was he asking me that! Dr. Havana never asked me such personal questions.

  I wasn't sure if I should lie or not. Dr. Evans would definitely be judging me if I told him the truth. But what if he missed something because I lied to him?

  “I haven't had any partners,” I replied.

  I watched his reaction and it didn't change. He continued to write notes down in my file. I couldn't believe my lack of sex was going to be in my permanent file.

  Evans looked up at me and we locked eyes. I got lost in his blue globes for a moment. “And on average, how many times would you say you masturbate?”

  My head was spinning. I couldn't believe these questions. And why did it have to be this handsome younger man asking me this?

  I thought for a moment. “At least once a day.”

  Evans wrote down the last of the notes and stood up. “Okay then let's get started.” He took his stethoscope and placed it against my chest. “Take a deep breath for me.”

  My pulse was pounding in my ears. I inhaled deeply and let it out. The stethoscope was pressed right up against the top of my breast. I could see his eyes wandering down my cleavage.

  He moved the stethoscope to my back and asked me for another breath. His hand touched my shoulder and a spark shocked me.

  “Everything sounds good,” he said. “Now you can take off your skirt and underwear. You can keep your top on if you want. Whatever makes you more comfortable. But you're going to have to wrap the gown around your legs.”

  Him telling me to take my clothes off was such a turn on. I wanted him to take me right here on the chair. I reached down and pulled my skirt down. I bunched it up into my fist and put it safely away in my purse.

  I wrapped the gown around my waist as Evans put on surgical gloves. I placed my feet in the stirrups and spread wide for the doctor.

  I was completely exposed to this man. I'd been with men before but I never let them see me in the light of day like this. I'd never felt so vulnerable in my entire life.

  “Let's see what we have down here,” he said, putting on a surgical mask that covered those manly lips of his.

  I was so horny right now and excitement flooded my veins. My pussy was dripping wet and just waiting to be touched.

  I stared up at the ceiling because I couldn't see what he was doing under the gown. I could feel his fingers press against my lips and find my hole. My breathing quickened. Evans pushed two fingers inside me and I moaned softly.

  Was the doctor going to make me come?

  Chapter Three

  My pussy stretched around his fingers as he felt around inside me. My chest heaved up and down. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations. I tried to visualize his fingers entering me and pushing deep.

  My legs were locked in place and I couldn't extend my legs like I usually liked to do when I touched myself. This was even better.

  The pleasure increased exponentially. I was going to come soon! I couldn't believe I was going to come for Dr. Evans and he wasn't even trying to do it.

  I was so close...

  Then he pulled his fingers out. I heard the snap of his gloves as he took them off his hands and threw them in the trash.

  No! No!

  I needed his fingers inside me again. I needed to feel that release.

  I lifted me head and looked at him. “Are you all done?” I wanted desperately for him to say that he was just beginning.

  I wanted him to unbuckle that belt and fuck me hard with that big cock of his.

  Evans took his clipboard and began writing. “Everything looks great down there. You can put your skirt back on.”

  I sighed and rested my head back, my heart still racing. What a fucking tease.

  After I was dressed, the doctor led me back to the waiting room. I didn't want this to end. At least not yet. Give me a couple more minutes with him. Just let him finger me a little more.

  “It was nice to meet you, Ella.” Evans put his hand out.

  I shook his rough hand and wished it was touching me all over. “Nice to meet you too,” I replied.

  I drove home in a daze, the scenery zooming by. What was I supposed to do now?

  Was that the last time I was ever going to see Dr. Evans? Next year for my appointment, Dr. Havana would be back.

  I didn't even know where Dr. Evans normally worked. Would Havana's office give me that kind of information?

  When I arrived home, I walked around the house like a zombie. I couldn't get him out of my mind. His touch between my legs was enthralling. My hand traveled over my pubic mound and I tried to remembered how it felt.

  I knew one thing: I was going to do whatever it took to see him again.

  I pulled out my phone and dialed the number for Havana's office. The blonde receptionist from before answered.

  I cleared my throat before I began. I hoped this worked. “This is Ella Jennings. I'm so sorry but Dr. Evans wanted me to schedule my checkup appointment for tomorrow.”

  “No problem. Let me just check the schedule and put you on hold.”

  I waited in the kitchen, tapping my foot, sweat building on my brow. What if she was talking with Dr. Evans to verify what I was telling her?

  I shrugged. The worst that could happen is she says no.

  Totally worth it for another shot at Dr. Evans.

  I went to the fridge and opened it up. It was stocked with leftovers from weeks ago that still needed to be cleaned out. I'd have to work on that this weekend or next.

  The receptionist came back on the line. “This is going to be difficult. We're all booked up tomorrow.”

  My heart sank. I had to see him tomorrow. I couldn't take no for an answer. “Tomorrow is the only day I can come for a long time. I'm going to be away on business for a long time.”

  The line was silent for a moment. It was a big gamble to lie like that.

  “Okay, we'll see what we can do. Why don't you come around 2:30 PM tomorrow afternoon,” she replied.

  “That works perfect for me.”

  I threw my hands up in the air like I had just won a championship or something. I would get another meeting with Dr. Evans. If nothing happened between us, then I would at least try to get more information out of him like where he worked.

  Tomorrow was going to be the beginning of something new.

  I couldn't sleep that night as I tossed and turned. My mind was solely focused on Dr. Evans. I got out of bed and picked out my outfit for the next day. It was the only thing to keep my brain distracted.