You don't come so fast.

But once she reached forty it seems that no matter how hard she tries she had taken on a decidedly round figure! Her breasts had always been large, but now they are actually huge, as is her bottom which stretches her oversized bikini panties to the limit.

A full length mirror gives her a good look at all that flesh.

As she drops her bra and slips out of her panties, she shivers, more from anticipation than the cool air and puts on the flimsy paper gown. She sits down on the padded folding chair to wait for Dr. Doe. Even though she is nervous and excited, Rebecca actually nods off for a few moments and is snapped back to reality by your deep masculine voice that booms,

“I’m Dr. Doe, and you must be Rebecca!”

“Uh, yes,” she replies softly.

“I’m glad to meet you, Rebecca,” you say while extending your hand.

“Now, how may I help you?”

“Uh, I’m here for a regular check up,” she replies a little red faced.

“I see,” you say while picking up her chart. “It says here that you’re due for a pelvic and breast exam,” you say almost absentmindedly. “Is that right?”

“Yes,” she says with a small moan.

“Okay,” you reply with a killer smile, “then let’s get to it.”

Just then nurse Bensen enters the room, and with a nod from you, helps Rebecca up onto the examining table. “Put each foot into a stirrup, please,” she says in a workman like manner. “She’s all ready, doctor,” Andrea Bensen says softly.