Are you ready?
The doctor carefully picks up a sterile glove, unfolding it with precision. He slides his left hand into the glove, the smooth, shiny surface of the latex gliding easily over his skin.
He wriggles his fingers as they sink into the glove, snug and tight. Each finger conforms perfectly, the material stretching slightly to fit, accentuating his fleshy palm and fingers.
He rubs his fingertips together, feeling the smoothness and ensuring the glove sits firmly, without any folds or discomfort.
He repeats the process with the right hand, the glove sliding over his skin like silk, the tight fit making his fingers look sleek and polished.
Once fully gloved, the doctor smooths his hands, the latex now perfectly molded to his fingers and palms, full and taut. The gloves glisten under the surgical lights.
He sits down on the stool, between your legs, spread wide by the stirrups. He picks up the tube of lubricant and squirts a dollop onto his index and middle fingers. With his thumb, he rubs the lubricant over his fingers, coating them generously.
He turns his attention to you. He rests his other hand on your inner thigh. It feels smooth and cool, sending tingles up your spine.
Then he says, “shall we begin?”
