Taking It In Stride

We all walk in behind the nurse, walking in together. Tiffany and I move to wait on the side, while the patient moved to sit on the exam table. I felt Tiffany pull me close with her left hand, grasping my bosom with her right. I manage not to gasp, as pleasure rose within me, waiting as the examination continued. It started rather normal, with the patient being asked questions and checking her vitals.

All that changed when the nurse asked, "OK, now if you could strip for us, we can finish the examination. I heard her gasp, clearly surprised by the request." A moment of silence followed, following which the nurse resumed, comforting her, "No, it's ok. It won't be long, and look... remember the secretary that brought you in is already naked, and I'm sure Tiffany, her trainer, would be willing to strip naked too if it would help you."

I smiled at that nodding along, and had to resist letting out a giggle of glee when. I bought Tiffany let out a gasp, clearly not expecting to be asked to strip to help the patient. Her face quickly became flush, and she swallowed hard. After a moment, the nurse turns to her, a gentle smile plastered on her face, legs crossed, and inquires, "Tiffany, why don't you demonstrate how it's not that big a deal to strip naked for your checkup? You'd be willing to do that for us, wouldn't you, dear?"

Tiffany was surprised, though she managed to nod, "Yea. Su.. sure! I mean of course!", pausing before moving her hands to. her lace bra. Pausing again, she shot a glance my way, and it was my turn to shrug. Letting out a sigh, she dropped her shoulders slightly, undoing the snaps on her bra and pulling them off. We all get to watch as her bosom pops free, bouncing softly as they came free.

Tiffany pulls it off, and the nurse is ready, taking it out of her hands and placing it on the table nearby. Tiffany nodded then, reaching and unzipping the micro mini skirt, pulling it off on its sides, bending far over at the waist, before stepping aside and pulling it off. Just as quickly, the nurse was there, whisking it away. Tiffany stands before us, naked as I had been, as the patient watched on with interest.

The patient's focus had changed to looking over at us, as we stood, both of now, naked before them. "See? Nothing to worry about, hun. It's ok, you can do it. ", to which she nodded. She pulled her top off first, filled by unzipping her pants, pausing mid-way as she looked about, the nurse once more giving her encouragement. The 19-year-old patient nodded again, smiling meekly before resuming. She pulled them off the rest of the way. Pausing again, she pulled off her bra, and her own curves came into view.

The nurse collected her outfit, waiting as she finished pulling off her g-string. Smiling, the nurse patiently moved put the patient's outfit to one side, and resumed the examination, carefully going over her patient's body carefully with her usual professional detachment. After a bit, the nurse declares, "OK, I just need to go and run some tests. I'll be right back..."

We all nodd, the patient giving me a wordless 'what' but remains quiet. we watch as the door closes, all three of us left naked, waiting for the nurse to come back, wondering if something is;t going to happen while she is gone.