Claimed by Dr. Miller: My Dad’s Best Friend Medical Exam

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“Dad, are you kidding me?!” I shriek after he tells me he made an appointment for me to see Dr. Miller, his best friend.

“If your mother were here, she’d know exactly what to do but now it‘s up to me and all I know is, a college student should see a gynecologist so he can talk to her about…uh…you know…birth control or whatever,” my dad explains.

I don’t know what’s worse, my dad saying the word gynecologist, or his embarrassment at why a woman would need to see a doctor. And I don’t need birth control. I’m still a virgin and all I did this year was study.

I got straight A‘s and made the Dean’s List and didn’t come close to having sex with anyone. I’m actually a little scared about sex. My friends tell me horror stories about college age guys who don’t know what they’re doing, and are clueless about pleasing a woman, and the entire event ends up as humiliating experience they’d rather forget.

I’ve always preferred older men, anyway. Especially Dr. Miller which is another good reason for me not to see him. When I think about being alone and naked with him, with my legs spread wide, while he examines me down there, I’m terrified and yet wet and tingly all at once.

And I know he has tons of experience with women. He’s always bringing a different woman to our house when we have a family party. They’re tall and thin and look like they’ve stepped out of a magazine. I hate it, because I’m so jealous. I want him for myself. And now my dad wants him to be my doctor. Just great.

“Tina, I made an appointment for you, and Steven is expecting you, so end of story, you’re going.”

I shake my head and stomp off to my room. When my mom died, it took some time for my dad and me to adjust to life with the two of us but we’re doing okay.

And considering I’ve spent the last year away at college, managing my own life, it’s been extra hard to be at home this summer under my dad’s watchful eye.

And now I’m getting naked for his best friend who I’ve had a crush on my whole life. Wonderful.

I show up at Dr. Miller’s office the next morning extra clean and, well, shaved. I also wore my sexiest underwear but when I realize he won’t even see my underwear, because I’ll be naked, my cheeks flush.

I’m so nervous my pulse is racing, and my palms are sweating. I‘ve never been naked in front of man but now I’ll be naked and intimately examined by my dad‘s best friend. This just can’t get any more humiliating.