Held Up

I stop midstride, as the nurse puts up her left hand, placing squarely between my breasts, and she casually pushes me back into the room. I back up with her, the sides of her hand touching the side of both of my breasts.

I’m pushed to stand next to the patient, well within his arm's reach. I look down and catch him looking me over, his eyes looking at my exposed back, to my breasts and nipples, before going back down to my ass again. I smile his way, as he realized he’s been caught and looks away.

I return my gaze forward, seeing the nurse as she gets something ready for him. It does not take him long to start looking at me, gazing longingly at my naked body. It does not take him long before his left arm rises, reaching up toward me.

I keep my gaze locked forward, not wanting to embarrass him further. His hand rubs across the small of my back, moving up my spine, then across and down. It does not take him long to move his hand to the object of his apparent fascination, as I feel his fingers, along with the palm, of his left hand slowly glade across my naked ass cheeks. My body quakes slightly at the touch, and soon I feel his hand cupping my ass cheek in his hand, his eyes staring intently upon it.

I resist the urge to moan, watching him out of the corner of my eye. Suddenly, the Nurse turns around, and he drops his hand back down suddenly as if he’s been slapped.

He starts filling out the paperwork, his eyes darting regularly over to me the whole time. I feel a smile form on my face. A few tests are done, and then the Nurse says, “Ok, that’s the preliminaries. Now I need to test your heart rate under differing conditions. That’s why I had our handy secretary here remain with us. Her state of undress will help with that, no doubt.” As she speaks, she flashes me a smile.