You can, but it's hard.

You turn over the cover sheet, putting all concerns about your nudity out of your mind. This is the chance of a lifetime, you're not going to balk just because a 30 year old medical professional can see your wangus.

You breeze through the first page laser focused. It's all easy math and basic science, clearly the difficulty scales to the back. So they aren't testing your speed or trying to trick you by bouncing all around with the difficulty. Good. You glance around as you turn to the second page and notice that Dr. Santina has hung her lab coat and stethoscope up and is leaning against the medical bed as she kicks her shoes off. 'I guess she's in here for a while, might as well get comfortable.' You think to yourself as you start reading the first question on the second page.

Word problems, a bit tougher than the last page's questions, getting a bit more into biology and chemistry. You're right about the scaling, you consider skipping to the back to get the rigorous stuff out of the way, but you shake your head. 'Why break my pace this early?' As you finish reading the problem statement for the third of four problems on the page, you catch some movement out of your eye as the doctor pulls her bright teal blouse over her head, exposing a braless set of D-cup breasts with pronounced nipples on them above a toned abdomen she reaches down to pick up her glasses she must have removed while you were writing and starts to put them back on her face. 'Focus!' you remind yourself, and return to the exam before she looks back over at you. This problem is simpler than they let on, more of a riddle than an academic question. You scribble your answer and read the last question which asks you to list the parts of the male and female reproductive organs anatomically. 'Figures' you think and you start your list as you hear a zipper, then the dull thud of fabric hitting the floor as Dr. Santina takes off her pencil skirt. You swallow and bounce your leg a little nervously as you resist the urge to sneak a look, but are conscious that your dick just shifted a little bit as it gained some stiffness. A minute later you conclude your list with the vas deferens and risk a glance as you turn to the next page. Dr. Santina is leaning back again watching you with a big grin as she poses with her chest puffed out directly under one of the florescent lights. Her legs are closed as you see a neatly trimmed landing strip of dark hair leading down to the top of her pussy, just barely showing over her crossed thighs.

You feel your cock flex in response to the gorgeous woman demonstrating herself. 'Focus and function while exposing and being exposed to the naked human form.' You recall as you look down at the third page of the test. Three tougher problems. Still doable, but this page is going to take more concentration than the others. You start scrawling out some formulas from O-chem as two large, tan asscheeks place themselves on the corner of your desk. You pause but don't look, you can feel her eyes on you watching to see what you'll do... 'Two more hydrogens on this chain' you think as you resume your progress. After a few moments she stands up again and slowly walks around behind you as you move on to the second problem.

While you are drawing a diagram to illustrate a point in the second problem you feel her lean in close from behind and wrap her hands around you holding you loosely while she reads your work over your shoulder. You feel her breasts capped with two hard nipples press into your back and her breath to the side of your head, your dick has now nearly reached full mast as it responds to being woken up. She holds this position for a while, and "hmms" as you turn your pencil around to correct a mistake you catch towards the end of the third question. "Good." she comments into your ear. You feel her nose nuzzle into your hair as she breathes in deeply. 'So glad I shampooed this morning.' you think to yourself as you finish out the problem.

You shift in your seat a bit as you turn to the fourth and final page, giving your now lightly sweaty ass room to breathe as you haven't moved around much for the duration of the test so far. Dr. Santina stands up in response to your movement and walks around to the other front corner of the desk from where she sat before. She leans forward a little and scratches and picks at her pubes a bit as though she's casually inspecting them while you read through the problems on this page. These last two problems are beyond you, but you have a few theories on where to start. And you start an itemized list of procedures you would go through to attempt to solve these if you had more resources at your disposal. As you write this time the dark haired beauty pushes her fat pussy lips up against the corner of the table and reads as you write. While you are checking your work on the first problem she steps back leaving a glistening wet spot on top of the desk. 'Good it's not just me.' You sigh as you feel a pulse go through your cock, 'Wait a second.' Dr. Santina kneels in front of your desk and disappears underneath it. 'Okay then.' You begin writing your answer to the final problem as you feel the doctors fingers delicately shift your legs to either side so you have a full spread showing off everything to the physician. She slowly and precisely pinches along your shaft as you jot down the one thing you can think of for this last problem. You lean back and push your hips forward partly to give her better access and also to rotate the stiffness out of your neck as you consider how to wrap up. "Done?" she asks from below the desk as she starts pressing around your pubic mons. "Not quite, just thinking how I want to phrase this last bit." 'This actually feels like a basic cancer screening if I'm being honest.' "Okay. Let me know when you do finish."

You finish writing as she starts cupping and squeezing your balls. "Now I'm done," you say has you set the pencil down and start closing up the exam."

"Good," she says, "Turn your head to the left and cough. Good, now to the right. Good." She reappears above the desk and picks up your exam packet. She notes the time and date, and signs it "Dr. Annette Santina" in big, loopy letters. "Lets continue with the interview and the rest of the physical then," she says as she slides the packet behind the other papers on her clipboard.