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Doctor Angelina Perez looked down on her pious middle aged patient with deep compassion in her large dark eyes. Her right hand in the examination glove rested on the prone woman's shoulder.
"How are you doing?" the doctor asked. She didn't need to use her well developed empathetic senses to see her patient's distress.
She couldn't help but wonder how much of missus Spencer's stress was natural trepidation about the very personal examination that she was about to undergo and how much had been caused by her nurse taking ... liberties. Angelina was disappointed in Victoria.
She hadn't expected much in the way of an answer from the nervous woman on her exam table, so she patted the shoulder that she'd be resting her hand on,
"Just relax as best you can. We're going to get you feeling better soon."
Maryann heard the beautiful Latina with the chin length jet black hair assure her in her very mild Spanish accent and at the same time became aware of the nurse deploying the gynecological leg supports.
The loud metallic clunks as the stirrups, attached to the long arm, dropped into place sent little vibrations through the table she was lying on. Maryann's arousal spurred by Vicki's less than conventional breast exam had subsided to a low but persistent rumble low in her belly. Her breasts, particularly her right nipple, the one with Victoria's dried saliva on it, were tingling and humming at a higher pitch than her pussy.
Angelina looked at the woman's file that was open on the countertop. She read the results of her nurse's pre-exam work. The blood pressure concerned her but she agreed with the recommendation Vicki had noted; to take it when missus Spencer was there for a less stressful procedure. She didn't need to review the other meager details in the jacket that lead to her recommending this exam.
Angelina had been essentially raised by nuns. After her enormous potential was recognized she merely visited her parents from time to time but actually lived in the convent. Although they missed their little girl her parents were so proud of the way she'd been practically adopted by the Carmelite sisters; she'd been given over to do the Lord's work. It was without question a higher calling than tending the few animals and barely cultivated patch of dirt that nearly sustained the rest of her family. As a collateral benefit having one less mouth to feed left more for everyone else.
Her education was divided up among the Sisters according to each nun's background and talents. Sister Sophia was Angelina's spiritual tutor and proved to be an interesting choice by Madre Chavajay. Sophie was somewhat unconventional in her thinking and only much later did Angie appreciate that the Mother Superior felt that change was needed particularly in the way the church dealt with the women in its congregation. It was Sister Sophia's mission to spearhead that change.
It might surprise that sexuality came under the spiritual heading. So from her very first menstrual cramp until she left for the States Angelina's opinions and understanding of all things sexual stemmed from Sophie's teaching. Doctor Perez's opinions were bolstered by her higher education at the very liberal university she'd attended.
For a time there was a perceived conflict between the teachings of the Church and the philosophy that she had come to embrace, but Sophia saw her though it. Now Angie was completely at peace with her faith and her views on female sexuality.
Madre Chavajay was highly respected right up to the Vatican and Sainthood was not out of the question someday. So when the Mother Superior took a position on something there were few in the Church who dared criticize her. Angelina had always suspected that it was Sister Sophia who had persuaded the head of the convent that the Church's position on women's sexuality was nearly a hundred years out of date and furthermore formulated and perpetuated by a bunch of celibate men.
The fear was that if the Church didn't begin to be more reasonable on women's basic human needs that they would loose influence with them in all areas of their life. Fewer female members made them weaker.
Sophia wanted to concentrate on the youth in the Church, feeling that the older women would be too set in their ways and not able to adjust to a new philosophy. They had made some efforts in her home country and both Angelina and Sophia were encouraged by renewed enthusiasm among the girls of their Perish. When she was de facto exiled it was one area where the doctor thought she could still contribute. That's why she'd offered Father O'Halleran her services in establishing a group for his young female Parishioners. Teaching the girls that sexual feelings and desires were normal and that they did not intrinsically conflict with obedience to the Church was definitely an uphill battle. The only saving grace was that most priests shied away from the topic altogether, so Angie and her cohorts were only faced with breaching the implied and the inferred taboos; not having to actually reverse doctrine. Stodgy old nuns were actually a much bigger problem.
Doctor Perez was pretty sure that what she had on her examination table was the worst outcome of the old repressive philosophy. She was going to check for signs of a physical problem, and in a way she hoped she would find something because it would probably easier to deal with and overcome than a lifetime of mental conditioning.
The nurse took each of Maryann's feet in turn and placed them in the cloth covered metal supports. Then she said,
"I need you to slide down the table until you feel my hands."
The patient followed the familiar orders and experienced the predictable results. Moving down toward the foot of the table caused her knees to bend and her legs to open wider. She felt Victoria's hands touch the backs of her thighs just below—except in this position it was actually above—where her thigh transitioned to her buttock, and knew she had arrived at the extraordinarily embarrassing position. Her spread thighs pulled on the fleshy plumpness of her vulva and she felt her labia part. She knew the coolness that she felt was at least in part due to the wetness that would now leaking.
She was watching the nurse's face as she moved her hips down the table, waiting for the very young looking woman's approval. The woman in the crisp white dress stood between her legs watching her patient's womanhood blossom. The expression Maryann saw made the murmuring in her lower belly get louder. This was the third woman's face she'd seen with that look. The first was the novice nun the day she started to prepare her student to use tampons. The second was Doctor Garcia's nurse, Bonnie; and now her daughter's look alike.
Angie took her seat on the low stool with the wheeled base and rolled herself into position as Vicki stepped aside.
"Please raise missus Spencer's head so she doesn't have to strain her neck," the doctor instructed.
The nurse came to the head of the exam table and raised the portion that hinged somewhere near the middle of her patient's back. Now that she was inclined Maryann was able to comfortably see her doctor's pretty face between her thighs. 'Comfortably' applied only to the physical effort necessary to make eye contact with her physician because otherwise there was nothing comfortable about what the nervous and embarrassed woman was feeling.
"I'm not going to do a PAP smear today," the doctor informed.
Maryann breathed a sigh of relief, taking that to mean that she wouldn't have to endure the insertion of the duckbilled spreading tool.
"I'm just going to feel around your labia and do a bimanual exam." The doctor explained how she would conduct the examination watching her patient's terrified expression.
"While I have my fingers in your vagina I'll also need to insert two fingers into your anus to check your vaginal wall thickness." Doctor Perez was not surprised to see shock added to the look on her patient's already strained face. "Have you had that done before?"
Maryann tried to say no, but no sound came out so she shook her head in the negative. When the doctor informed her of the new part of the procedure she felt her anus involuntarily twitch.
"I'm afraid it is a little uncomfortable and I won't need to do it every time, but as you approach menopause it's important for me establish a reference."
Doctor Perez lowered her eyes from her patient's face to the nervous woman's conveniently spread vulva. The tilt of her hips promoted by the leg supports allowed the seated doctor to also see the puckered pink ring nestled between her patient's slightly parted buttocks. The state of missus Spencer's arousal was unmistakable given the amount of clear fluid coating the inner labia and their depth of color caused by the engorgement. The faint but distinctive scent was another clear indication.
Angie looked over her shoulder at her nurse who had taken up a position behind and just to her left. Vicki's eyes were glued to their patient's vividly displayed sex. When she caught her boss's disparaging glance it was more than sufficient to convey the doctor's disapproval.
Doctor Perez concluded that half the purpose of the examination was already compromised. She had wanted to assess the normal state of her patient's sexual excitation, as far as that was possible in the clinical setting. Now that her nurse had adlibbed and applied erotic stimulation there was no way for her to tell how horny the poor sexually repressed Parishioner was under normal circumstances. It was clear to the doctor's experienced eye that her patient was already teetering on the brink of orgasm.
"I'm going to touch you now" Angelina warned and brushed the backs of her gloved hands on her patient's inner thighs, to prepare her for the very intimate touch, before she began to very gently separate the folds of the engorged vulva.
Maryann tried to cover the moan by exhaling all the air she had but a sound still escaped.
"Just relax Maryann," the doctor encouraged. "I know it's embarrassing and uncomfortable but we need to get to the root of your problem." The doctor's skilled fingers were about to expose the root of her problem.
The volume of the low pitched rumbling that had occupied her pelvis since the nurse had opened her gown was increasing at an alarming rate. The last time she'd felt anything this intense was just before her old doctor, Doctor Garcia, had begun the same kind of pelvic exam after his nurse had gotten her so worked up.
'It's permitted contact' Maryann's mind was screaming. 'It's not a sin! It can't be a sin to feel this way ... and even if it is I can't help it'
Angie's prying fingers had exposed her patient's deepest inner dark pink recesses and above the dark entrance to the rationalizing woman's vagina stood the heart of her problem. The kidney bean sized clitoral glans stood nearly a quarter of an inch clear of its hood. Doctor Perez thought she could almost see it pulsating.
Her trained eye scanned all the surrounding tissue for any signs of infection or irregularities and found none. The doctor pressed gently on the urethral opening and observed her patient's reaction. There was no evidence that it caused her any pain and there was no inflammation to suggest a problem there either. The odds of finding a treatable medical condition that made the woman feel chronically aroused were dwindling away rapidly.
Maryann had lost her mind; it had gone off into some dreamlike state. She thought it might be similar to the way she'd heard near death experiences described. She was floating on a sea that seemed tranquil—peaceful—almost as though she was out of her body, but not, because she was still acutely aware of the fingers spreading her womanhood. In her other worldly state it was the novice, Teresa, exploring her, searching for the delicate tiny piece of skin that God provided to guard her entrance until the ordained moment. It was Terry helping her to make her monthly burden just a little bit more bearable. The sensations were like that; like that evening after dinner in the novice's private quarters.
"OK ... I need you to really relax for me now," Doctor Perez advised and placed her left hand on the dreamy woman's soft abdomen. Angie had placed the water soluble lube within easy reach but there was certainly no need of it for this part. She slid two fingers of her right hand between the spongy slick lips and pushed them smoothly all the way to her patient's cervix. She took great care as she rotated her palm upward not to touch the protruding kidney bean above.
The doctor's fingers pressing down on her tummy and up from inside were creating gentle swells on the formerly placid sea on which she was floating. Some part of her tried to stay in the examination room; to stay in the moment, but it was a struggle to not let the blissful little swells carry her away.
Angelina was pleased at having gotten this far without incident and completed her examination of the woman's pelvic organs with practiced speed and ease. Holding up the hand she'd used to palpate her patient's belly she glanced at her nurse once again. No words were spoken; Vicki knew what the doctor needed. The experienced nurse applied a large glob of the clear lube to the tan colored latex.
"This may feel a little cold" the doctor warned just before she put her lube covered fingers between the cheeks of Maryann's backside.
The never before experienced feeling of the slippery fingers on her tender anus forced a guttural sound out of the reclining woman. Her hips automatically tried to flee the invasion.
"I know, I know, sweetie" the doctor comforted. "This will only take a minute."
The doctor began the penetration of the tightly clenched orifice with her longest finger and then joined it with the next. Once the first knuckle of both digits was past the sphincter muscle she felt the hot interior and slid them the rest of the way in, as far as they could go. She rotated the fingers that were still in missus Spencer's vagina. The fingers of her left hand inside the rectum pressed on the fingers of the right trapping the posterior wall of the vagina and the anterior wall of the colon between them. When she felt the vaginal spasms begin she realized that it was going to be a whole lot less than a minute.
To Maryann the fingers in her bum were on fire. She'd never felt such intense heat in her behind and the hot sensation was spreading. The swells on her tranquil sea had become waves and the waves were getting bigger by the second. She was propelled to the top of one and with a gut twisting sensation she dropped over the top and down the other side only to find herself being propelled upward again. She climbed wave after wave only to careen down the other side; each rollercoaster up and down a little bigger than the last.
Her pelvis started to move as if trying to follow the wavy contours of the sea on which she was floating—the sea which was anything but tranquil now. Her legs started to tingle beginning with her toes, and then rising up like effervescence rising in a glass of soda. The heat and pressure in her pelvis was not riding waves any longer. It seemed to have been captured by the largest of all the swells and was being driven steadily upward and gaining speed. When the release came Maryann thought everything below her waist had flown apart. She thought if she looked down that she would see fragments of her lower body floating around the examination room. She couldn't look down, her eyes were tightly closed and what she saw was the novice Teresa between her splayed thighs; the image induced by the only other time that she'd experienced sensations this intense.
Doctor Perez was feeling the contractions on her fingers. Smoothly she rotated her right hand back until the palm was up. She applied her latex encased thumb to the kidney bean sized glans that she had been so carefully avoiding up to that moment. Rolling the firm nubbin under her thumb she felt the almighty spasm, and her patient's hips thrust up off the table until the sexually repressed woman's entire body was arched. The only contact the woman on the table retained with the world was through her upper shoulders and her heels. Angie had to lift her own hips off the mobile little stool in order to keep the fingers of both her hands full embedded in their respective orifices. The mature hips pumped several times a foot above the paper covered vinyl.
The sensation of her lower body reassembling like the pixels of an exploded computer image coming together made the woman arched above the examination table feel faint. Her head was spinning and swimming but the intensity of the thrill, like the waves created by throwing a bolder into a mirror smooth pond, were diminishing and fading to ripples. Her consciousness was no longer threatened and the breath-taking explosion was replaced by a warm amazingly peaceful feeling. An image of the Madonna floated through her mind and the Holy Mother seemed to give her blessing.
She barely felt Doctor Perez remove her fingers from inside her body.
Angelina's and Victoria's eyes met knowingly. The doctor rose from the stool and said to her nurse,
"Clean up ... with no extracurricular activities, please" she ignored the disappointed and stressed look of the too young to be a nurse and left the room.
Outside in the hall Angie took a moment with her back against the wall for support. When she felt sufficiently under control she walked unsteadily to her office.
Vicki tried to keep her hands from trembling while using the sterile wipes to remove the vaginal secretions and the lubricating gel from the patient's pelvic region. There was a violent storm raging between her legs that threatened to unravel her professionalism completely.
When she was done she helped her patient sit up,
"OK missus Spencer we're all done. When you're dressed the doctor would like to discuss her findings in the office." With that the nurse left the room.
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