Chapter 3: The Checkup

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"Daisy, try not to tense up. Relax-just relax a little," Leonard Zimmerman said, speaking quickly as his hands drifted lower, fingers finding the waistband of Daisy Warth's jeans. She jolted and grabbed his hand, trembling. "You… what are you trying to do?" "I need to check if you have a gynecological issue," Leonard replied, his face unreadable. "I can just tell you what's going on-there's no need to pull my jeans down, right?" Daisy blurted. Leonard's touch was miles gentler than Hugh Zorn's. Hugh always grabbed her breasts hard, and it did nothing for her. But Leonard's light touch had almost sparked something in her. "So, do you have an issue or not?" Leonard paused; if he pushed any further, he was afraid things would spiral out of control. "Ah… no, I don't think so. I'm careful about my hygiene, and I haven't had any itchiness." Daisy fought to steady her breath. Even if he was a doctor, she still found it hard to accept. "It sounds like you don't, but an exam is for the best. Better that than letting Hugh catch anything," Leonard said. Daisy drew a long breath, closed her eyes, and surrendered. "Fine. But keep this between us-don't tell anyone." She was not confident; she was no doctor. If she truly had something, the fallout would be disastrous. "You're overthinking it. I'm a doctor-this is just an exam. I keep my patients' information confidential. Daisy, shall we continue?" Leonard asked. She nodded faintly, keeping her eyes shut. He didn't pull her jeans down right away. He traced slow circles on her stomach with his fingertips. Years of pent-up need had left her defenseless; she bit her lip and let a small sound slip out. "Mm." "I'm just helping you relax. I'll begin the exam in a moment," he said. That single soft hum nearly undid him. He pulled himself back from the edge, telling himself, I am here to treat a patient. Daisy is my patient. Do not go further. His fingers circled her lower abdomen for a while. Then he rolled her blouse up to just beneath her breasts and unfastened the button on her jeans. "Daisy, lift your hips a little," Leonard said. The denim was tight, and with her lying flat, it wouldn't budge. "Okay." She raised her hips. One hand braced her thigh, the other worked her jeans down to her knees. A clean, soapy scent hit him-the smell of her body wash. Daisy took good care of herself; her thighs were sleek, without an ounce of extra fat. A dark, damp patch had spread on her white panties, so wet it looked like it might drip. He froze, staring. He hadn't expected Daisy to respond so quickly, to get this turned on this fast. "You're already wet, and you still say there's no gynecological issue. Looks pretty serious," Leonard said, playing dumb and pretending it was clinical. "Please, Doctor, take a look. Tell me if I need any medicine." Daisy covered her eyes. A tingling rush rolled through her lower body, and she bit her forearm to keep from making a sound. She would never admit it was arousal that had made her this way. God, if Leonard realized that a little teasing left her wanting, what would he think of her? "It shouldn't be serious. Let me check." He laid a hand there. Her whole body shivered. He withdrew his fingers at once. He brought his fingers to his nose and inhaled the faint, clean scent on his skin. Heat roared through him. He wanted her-badly. "It's nothing major. Go home and take hot showers more often." Leonard pulled her jeans back up and helped her down. Her knees had gone weak; the moment her feet touched the floor, she fell forward into him. He caught her quickly. His palms landed right on her full C‑cup breasts, and it felt dangerously good. Her scent filled his head, and his thoughts scattered. Such a beautiful woman-and what a pity she had ended up with a man who couldn't satisfy her. "What's wrong?" Leonard asked, voice gentle. "Nothing… I just feel a little dizzy. Thank you, Dr. Zimmerman." Daisy straightened, her big eyes shiny with tears, and offered an apologetic look. "It isn't serious, and there's no need to be afraid. Just keep clean; I won't prescribe anything for now. Come back in two days for a follow-up. You were too tense today, so I didn't do a more thorough exam," Leonard said. Daisy had grown up in the countryside, too conservative. If he took off her underwear on the first visit, she might not accept it, and the situation could easily blow up. "Okay. Thanks for the advice, Doctor," Daisy said. When Leonard pressed that spot just now, she had nearly cried out. Hugh had never touched her down there, saying it was too dirty, and when it came time to go in, he'd either back out or go soft. Today was the first time anyone else had touched her there, which was why she had almost lost control.

Chapter 3: The Checkup

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