Chapter 2: Doctor’s Examination
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God!
I was embarrassed enough to die!
“Don’t move! Lie down, quickly!” Dr. Rainn reacted by pressing me down on the examination table.
“Doctor, what’s going on? Why is it flowing non-stop? What should I do?!” I said in a panicked voice. There seemed to be no end to the liquid flowing out of my breasts.
“Don’t worry, this is normal. It’ll stop once the blockage inside is squeezed out.” He calmly covered it with some gauze and asked casually, “Has it been a long time?”
“Huh?” When I finally understood what he meant, my face grew even hotter. My heart was practically slamming against my ribcage.
Answering such a personal question aloud was difficult. But somehow I managed to squeak, “Yes.”
“At 5 or 6 months, you can start having intercourse again. Constantly thinking about it can lead to an increase in lactation and further duct blockages. You can tell him that when you go home.”
I was still at a loss for what to say when the doctor resumed his work.
His hands pressed down on me. I intended to reject his touch, but as he exerted light pressure, my tight and painful nerves were gradually soothed and a pleasurable feeling washed over me.
I lacked the will to offer resistance. My heart was even anticipating it.
Then out of nowhere, I felt something hard. Furrowing my brows, I cracked my eyes open to sneak a glance. I discovered, behind the doctor’s white coat, that a tent had formed in his pants.
My breath hitched.
I had not expected Dr. Rainn to have a reaction. For a moment, I lost all reason, and knew nothing but the thump-thump-thump of my heart.
His fingers moved across my skin nimbly. Occasionally, when he stooped down, his body would graze mine.
It was the part of him that was hard that would touch me. As if he was doing it on purpose.
I considered pushing him away, but the strange and pleasant feeling made me reluctant. I was even expectant.
Ngh…
A moan slipped out.
I was mortified to make such a shameful sound. My face burned, but it was beyond me to stop what my body was feeling.
I moaned again.
A fishy smell pervaded the air, like poison that corroded reason. The doctor's face was becoming flushed, too, as his hands dove into soft flesh, then resurfaced.
His face was so close that I could see his pores clearly; I could feel the warmth of his breath.
“Done, doesn’t it feel much better now?” he suddenly whispered in my ear.
The doctor had clearly noticed my reactions. His fingers would occasionally brush against my inner thighs, causing a numbing itch to race through my entire body.
It was unbearable. I…I want…
“Is it hot? You’re… sweating a lot.” Before I could respond, he smiled. His hand moved to touch my leg.
I shuddered and stopped his hand. “I’m not. I’m just…nervous, that’s all.”
I sat up hastily, buttoning my top and fixing my skirt. My face was dyed red, and I consciously avoided the doctor’s eyes.
“Your skirt is wet,” he chuckled.
Ah…
When I looked in the mirror, I could see the obvious signs on my white, flower-print skirt.
God! I already…
The blush of shame spread from my cheeks to my ears.
“M-maybe I was a bit hot. I sure did sweat a lot…” I tried to explain in a fluster, afraid to meet his eyes that were pregnant with meaning.
Dr. Rainn suddenly reached out and hugged me from behind. Leaning in, he whispered into my ear,“You’re already like this, you must really want it!”
As he murmured, his hot breath tickled the sensitive curve of my ear. At that moment, I had no idea how to reject him. Before I could react, his hand was already in position.
A numb, tingling sensation radiated outward from inside, turning my bones to jelly. I collapsed helplessly into his arms and let him have his way.
A feeling of gratification rushed out from my heart. As he ground against my back, his stiffness would touch me, again and again.
An unfamiliar voice hollered in my mind.
Come in, come in! Hurry!
I closed my eyes. I gasped quietly, losing myself.
The doctor licked my ear. His fingers pushed aside my underwear and touched my most private part.
The tingling sensation felt like my soul trying to leave my body. Meanwhile, his fingers made my body tremble uncontrollably.
There was the wet sound of something being parted. He held my hand as he went deeper, taking my breath away. A fervor of nervousness and excitement coursed through me, making my mind go blank.
“Would you like to be loved?” the doctor asked, gently. The magnetism in his voice rendered me unable to refuse.
He was still holding my hand. I wanted to withdraw it, but he pulled it back and clasped it firmly.
Just when my reason was on the verge of collapse, my phone rang, pulling me back from my folly. I quickly escaped from his arms.
“I need to take a call.” I was so frantic, my voice came out several octaves higher. What if he hugged me again?
The call was from Matthew. My husband. Suddenly, I was filled with shame.
“Honey, why did it take so long for you to pick up?” he asked.
“Oh…the doctor was examining me just now.” I tried hard to stay calm.
Suddenly, Dr. Rainn came over and grabbed my breast.
God! What was he doing?
As if struck by a lightning bolt, I found myself shuddering.
“And how is it?” Matthew spoke again from the phone.
“He said…everything is good.” The sentence was a bit rushed as I shot a glare at the doctor. When I felt him move again, my body became even hotter than before. This was a type of thrill I had never experienced before.
“My conference is almost over. Why don’t you wait for me, I’ll come pick you up after I’m finished.”
“Okay.” I ended the call and turned to push the doctor away. I meant to scold him, but when I saw the smile playing at the corners of his mouth, I found myself speechless.
After all, I was the horny one to begin with.
I was even tempted to hug him. But I recalled my husband who had called out of consideration for me, and I felt ashamed once more.
“My husband is coming to pick me up. I… should be going.” I hastily bid him goodbye without looking at him.
I feared if I looked at him even once more, I would lose it.
Ciara Hanley, how could you be like this!
I called a cab upon leaving the hospital. When I sat down, I began weeping, full of guilt. Why had I not resisted?
How was I supposed to face my husband, who loves me? How could I cheat on him? How could I?
The driver saw I was crying and passed me a packet of tissues.
“Miss, don’t cry... You’re so beautiful! Even if a man left you, it’s no big deal. There must be plenty of people with a crush on you!”
He was very kind and meant to comfort me, but he had assumed the wrong reason for my tears.
Of course he would. Who would ever think a pregnant woman with a big belly would do something as shameful as having an affair?
“Thank you.” I dried my tears and gave my best attempt at a smile.
“That’s the spirit. You’re more beautiful when you smile! You look young, have you graduated yet, Miss?” asked the driver, smiling.
Did I look that young? But the question made me happy. After all, it was every woman’s wish to remain young forever.
“I’m married…”
Hearing this, the driver whipped his head around and looked at me before turning his eyes back to the road.
“Ha, married? You look as young as a high schooler!. Is your husband fooling around outside? With a pretty wife like you? What a bastard!”
The driver’s words made me even more ashamed.
My husband had done nothing wrong. It was I, I who had done something shameful. I prayed for this secret to be buried in the depths of my heart, so no one else would know!
If only I could turn back time, I would keep my wicked thoughts on a short leash!
I hung my head in silence.
“We’re here! Cheer up, Miss. A smile is the best makeup a girl can wear! Get home safely!” The driver saw me off warmly.
“Thank you!”
After paying the fare, I ran home as if fleeing pursuit.
The first thing I did after entering the house was to change. I put all my clothes into the washing machine and stepped into the shower to wash off the filth, and the memory, if only that were possible.
As the cold water trickled down my body, I finally calmed down, as if the water had cleansed my soul.
I observed myself in the mirror. My smooth curves and burgeoning softness.
My bulging belly was so prominent. Ever since I got pregnant, my figure had become especially full and I seemed to be a different person entirely, especially with this inexplicable lust that kept challenging my integrity.
I suddenly heard the phone ringing. I hastily wrapped a towel around myself and went to pick it up. It was Matthew.
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