A Family Affair

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All characters depicted in this story are aged at least 18, and all acts and events are based entirely on the imagination of the author.

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It was a Wednesday afternoon during half-term, but even so the doctor’s surgery waiting room was quiet. Apart from an elderly gentleman, two young women with small children, and a man who looked to be in his mid-20s, Marie and her two children had the freedom of the waiting room. Marie, a distinguished woman with strong, beautiful features, sat opposite her son and daughter, who were both quietly reading from magazines chosen from the provided selection. Her eldest daughter Rebecca, and her middle child and only boy, Matti, were shy, well behaved children, respectful, obedient, and raised with a stern but loving ethos. Her youngest child, Jessica, was a little more wild, but not out of control. She was still of an age whereby her medical check-ups were carried out, on a regular basis, by her school, and so was not present with the three of them. Marie had booked a joint appointment for Rebecca and Matti to see Dr. Underwood, who happened to be an expert in reproductive health, a field which under the new enlightened administration had recently been expanded to include all anal and rectal care. She knew of no one better to take on the care of her two eldest children now they were approaching the end of their time at St Cuthbert’s school, and their care would no longer be monitored by the school matron.

Marie was dressed smartly, in a dark blue skirt suit, with black stockings beneath. High heels added height to her petite frame. The outfit showed off her body to great effect, and added to the feminine power she exuded. Standing at 5’7″, she was an extremely beautiful woman, her body undeniably feminine, with large D-cup breasts sitting proudly on her chest, all the more noticeable with her height. Wavy blonde hair tumbled about her shoulders, and mesmerising blue eyes gave a nod to her Scandinavian heritage. Her eldest daughter was naturally pretty, with a fresh wholesome look. Rich brunette hair was perfectly complemented by deep blue eyes inherited from her mother; a look that Marie knew would attract her a lot of attention later in life. All the more reason to keep a firm, but loving, check on her children. Rebecca was wearing a pretty white blouse, a simple white bra beneath, and a skirt cut to just above her knee. Like her mother, she had a slim, firm figure, albeit with a smaller bust, blossoming nicely in to womanhood.

Matti was dressed in a similar casual style, in a green t-shirt with the logo of some band Marie found indistinguishable from the others he and his friends enjoyed, blue jeans, and plain black cotton boxers. Unlike his sister or mother, he had strawberry blonde hair, inherited from his dearly departed father. It was cut in a slightly shaggy, boyish style, the fringe almost to his eyes. He did though, have blue eyes like his mother and sister, though his were a lighter shade, with hints of grey. All in all, Marie thought to herself with a touch of pride, she had raised two very handsome, charming young children. She was jolted from her thoughts by the doctors’ receptionist,

“Mrs Hanley? You can go through to Dr. Underwood’s room now” said the older woman softly, smiling kindly at the family as they filed out and along the corridor to the door marked with a brass plaque inscribed with Dr. Underwood’s name. Marie paused to knock, and at a soft feminine, “come in”, pushed the door open, gesturing her two children through, before following and closing the door behind her.

The doctor’s office was not like most modern clinics, but an entirely more comfortable setting. Dark wooden furniture was spaced evenly around the room, with a large sturdy desk centred at one end before what would be a large window, though the curtains were drawn. Attractive paintings and photographs were framed on the wall, showing impeccable taste. At one side of the large space was the area given over to examinations, though the medical equipment seemed to fit in to its surroundings nicely. A wheeled trolley, upon which sat a variety of implements that Marie could only guess at the purpose of, held several drawers – doubtless with more medical paraphernalia – whilst there was in the very centre an examination table, stirrups folded down against its sides.

Before the desk were three comfortable looking chairs. Behind the desk sat a very attractive woman. Of Marie’s age, she had deep auburn hair, and large rich hazel coloured eyes. Her face was pleasant, but hinting at a superiority and firmness. She wore a traditional white doctor’s coat, unbuttoned over a blue woollen dress, itself buttoning down the front to the waist. Below the desk in the foot-well, Marie could see the end of long, slim legs, ending in smart pumps. The doctor wasn’t wearing tights or stockings, and her skin had a wonderful creamy colour to it. Marie forced herself to look up at the doctor’s face, as she gestured her two children to sit down.

“Mrs Hanley” nodded the doctor primly.

“Dr Underwood” replied Marie, a polite bursa eskort bayan but reserved look upon her face, which quickly dissolved in to a grin, and an almost girlish giggle. “Hello Susan my dear, how are you?”

Doctor Susan Underwood, a close confidant of Marie’s since they roomed together at school, rose from her desk to embrace her old friend, kissing her lightly upon both cheeks.

“Very well Marie, delighted to see you! And you brought two of your lovely children with you.”

“I did indeed, both here to get the once over from the country’s finest medical professional.” Marie chuckled warmly, turning to indicate her son and daughter. “Matti, Rebecca, you remember Dr Underwood don’t you?”

Both children nodded politely, shy smiles on their faces.

Susan Underwood returned the smiles, reassuring and warm. “You’ve both inherited your mother’s beauty I see!” her smile broadening as the pair blushed a little and murmured thanks. Susan walked softly back to her desk, glancing at the patient file that had been prepared for her by her secretary, looking up to smile again at the boy and girl. Turning back to their mother, she spoke,

“Full medical check-ups for both I see, tip to toe. It’s so splendid to see a mother who cares wholeheartedly for her children’s welfare. Now, large parts of the exams will be the same, but then they will diverge at a certain point for obvious reasons given that Rebecca is a girl and Matti a boy.”

Susan smiled kindly at her friend’s offspring, a small measure of pleasure running through her as both boy and girl blushed as they considered her words. The doctor turned back to her patient’s mother, and announced cheerily,

“Well, we’ll start with Rebecca I think. If you could strip down to your knickers please sweetie, we’ll begin by taking your pulse, that sort of thing, and I’ll also do a quick breast exam. I find the most accurate temperature readings are taken anally, so we’ll wait until you’re up on the table without your knickers on for that, and of course you’ll need to be undressed to have your weight and height measured. Ok my dear?”

The girl blushed more obviously this time, but a quick glance at her mother assured her that no nonsense would be brokered. “Yes Doctor Underwood” she said quietly, standing from her chair.

Susan turned to the girl’s brother, “as for you Matti, if you could be a good boy and sit beside your mother whilst your sister has her exam, then it’ll be your turn. Marie, I’d like your children to be present for each other’s examinations, I do think it important that young boys and girls are aware of the other gender’s bodies, not just their own.”

“Of course” Marie replied warmly, a loving glance at her children, “and not to worry, they were both bathed together when they were little, so they have nothing to hide.”

Matti moved his chair to be beside that taken by his mother, as Rebecca began shyly to undress in the middle of the room. A hush descended, and all eyes were drawn to the budding young woman as she started to disrobe. Starting with her shoes and socks, which she placed neatly under her chair, she hesitated for a moment. The pause went unnoticed by her mother and brother, but Susan registered it. She knew exactly the thought running through the young girl’s mind: which item of clothing to opt for next so as to delay her public unveiling for just a moment longer. Rebecca surprised the good doctor though, as with an intake of breath she hooked her thumbs in to the waistband of her skirt, sliding it down over her hips, down her legs to the floor. It was all Susan could do not to purr with pleasure; Rebecca was wearing a pair of pale blue cotton knickers, and the shape of her vulva was clearly visible beneath, the material dimpling in between her labia. As the girl turned to place her neatly folded skirt on top of her chair, Susan was treated to a delightful view of the young teen’s bottom; round and firm beneath the material.

Keeping her back to the doctor, facing her family, Rebecca began to unbutton her blouse, eyes lowered, avoiding the looks of both her mother and brother. Susan did notice though, that whilst Marie gazed openly at her daughter, Matti was making a bad go of looking elsewhere. Susan grinned inwardly; there was certainly some fun to be had with the siblings, and if she knew her friend Marie as she did, she was quite certain she would be receptive to some of what she had to suggest.

Rebecca had unbuttoned her blouse now, and slipping it off her slender shoulders, folded it and placed it on top of her skirt. Still with her back to Susan, with another audible intake of breath the young girl reached behind her back, and unhooked her bra, dropping it wordlessly on to the pile of her clothes. Only then, did she turn back to the doctor’s desk, standing demurely in the centre of the room, hands clasped together in front of her crotch, the blush on her face contrasting against her pale skin.

Susan stood, moving from behind her desk, and moved to stand beside the examination table. Patting bursa sinirsiz escort its surface she offered a reassuring smile to Rebecca.

“Pop yourself up here sweetie, there’s a good girl”.

Susan ran her eyes over the girl as she walked softly towards her. The doctor estimated the girl’s breasts to be a nice b-cup, and she certainly had a very lovely figure. The nipples were a delightful shade of light pink, and although the room was comfortably warm, were already noticeably stiff, and topping her pert breasts wonderfully. Rebecca eased herself up on to the table, legs dangling over the edge, her hands folded in her lap. No matter Susan thought, she wouldn’t stay hidden away for long.

Susan took her time with the preliminary part of the exam. She was looking forward to the main event, but she enjoyed savouring the occasion. She started by checking the girl’s ears, eyes, getting her to stick out her tongue, taking her pulse. Any questions Susan had, she directed at Marie, conversationally ignoring the girl entirely. She wanted Rebecca to be focussed on her senses, the light touch as Susan brushed her shoulder, cheek, collarbone, wrist as she moved around her. She wanted her dazed, almost hypnotised. Taking her stethoscope, Susan placed her fingertips to the girl’s left breast, lifting the soft warm orb upwards, and pressed the cool metal of the instrument against Rebecca’s skin. The girl gasped, though whether from the touch to her breast or the cool of the metal Susan could only guess. The doctor paused, listening to the girl’s heartbeat for a few moments, her fingers remaining gently pressed to her breast.

“Very good Rebecca,” Dr Underwood said gently, addressing the girl for the first time since she had begun the examination. Removing the stethoscope, she pulled her hand away from Rebecca’s breast, slowly, letting her fingers trace across the skin for just a fraction. Too quick to seem deliberate, but long enough to provoke a reaction, so she hoped. Turning to the trolley beside the examination table Susan stole a quick glance at Marie and Matti. The former sat comfortably and impassively, her thoughts impossible to read. Matti however was trying to keep his eyes from his older sister’s chest, and failing miserably. Susan wondered to herself whether his young cock would already be hard when she made him undress, or whether his shyness would cause it to wilt before then. Either way, she’d have him to full attention again soon; it was necessary for the exam after all.

Putting down the stethoscope, and picking up a blood pressure cuff, Susan moved back to the examination table. Rebecca lifted her arm without being asked, and the doctor fastened the cuff, and inflated it to the correct level. She rested her hand lightly on that of the girl’s, as if supporting her arm, and kept it there, the lightest of touches on the Rebecca’s skin. As Susan waited for the cuff to take its reading, she turned to Marie.

“Does Rebecca still receive physical punishment?” she asked her friend, acting again as if Rebecca herself was not present.

“Well, Rebecca is a very well behaved young lady, but I do employ physical chastisement when the behaviour of her or her siblings warrants it.” Marie replied. “A hand spanking on the bare bottom for minor misdemeanours, with a paddle for slightly more serious infractions, and if they have really crossed a line, they get spanked between their legs.

“As I say, Rebecca is a well behaved girl. Her younger sister Jessica is the wild one, it’s not at all uncommon for me to have to paddle her between her legs. I use the approved method we were shown at mother and daughter class; the girls lie on their backs, bring the soles of their feet together, and let their knees fall outwards, exposing their vulva. I tell them beforehand how many blows they will receive. If they close their legs before I am done, we start over. After each blow has landed, they count it out loud, and thank me for it.

“Darling Rebecca takes the rare spankings she warrants extremely well. If she fidgets or clenches her buttocks too much, she knows I’ll plug her bottom with ginger before starting over, so she is usually nice and still.”

Susan suppressed a shudder of excitement, discretely squeezing her thighs together. What a thrill, a better answer than she had dared hope for. She had known that Marie was very liberal and modern in her views on sexuality and punishment, and that the Hanley household observed the female superiority structure that was now very commonplace across the country. Susan composed herself and turned back to the girl as the cuff beeped to announce its reading had been taken. She noted that the girl was blushing a much deeper shade of red now, the rosy cheeks put an image of Rebecca’s bottom in to Susan’s mind, a similar shade after a nice spanking, firm flesh hot beneath her hand. With an effort she pushed the thought back out. She’d get to see for real soon enough.

“Ok Rebecca, so far so good!” Susan announced cheerily as she removed the blood pressure cuff. “I’m going bursa sınırsız escort to do a breast exam now. Have you had one before?”

The girl shook her head, managing a muffled “no Ma’am.”

“It’s very simple, nothing to worry about,” Susan continued warmly, with a reassuring tone. “I’ll do a visual observation with you sitting up, then I’m going to need you to lie down for me, and I’ll examine each breast in turn with my hands. I’ll be checking for and lumps, and for normal response to stimuli. I’m sure you’ll be just fine.”

Susan smiled warmly again, delighting that the more she spoke comfortingly, the darker the blush on the girl’s pretty face became.

“Well they’re certainly a nice size and shape for your age,” Susan said, her eyes dropping to the girl’s chest, “an even size and appearance.” Then taking a chance, “and what pretty pink nipples you have!”

The girl was definitely red now, and Susan was pleased that Marie didn’t comment on the small step over the boundaries of doctor-patient professionalism. In fact, as Susan glanced at her old friend in her peripheral vision she could see a soft smile on the woman’s lips.

“Alright now Rebecca my love, why don’t you lie down on your back for me? Marie, Matti, you might want to come and stand beside the table for a better view.”

As Rebecca shifted to list her legs up on to the table she had to move her hands from her lap, and spread her legs a little. There, clear as day on the pale blue cotton of her knickers, was a small dark spot between the girl’s thighs. Before Marie and Matti reached the table Rebecca had got herself in to position, legs together, and hands once again folded demurely on top of her knickers, but Susan knew that what she had seen. And, and here she was certain, Rebecca knew she had seen. Susan smiled down at her, but this time she let the smile say something more. The girl flushed furiously, and stared straight upwards at the ceiling.

“Good girl” Susan murmured, Rebecca taking the meaning at once, closing her eyes briefly and swallowing, her tongue protruding just slightly to lick lips that had suddenly gone dry.

Doctor Underwood looked up at Marie and Matti as they stood on the opposite side of the table to her. There was certainly a slight bulge in the boy’s jeans, and Susan imagined he was becoming as aroused by his sister’s examination as Rebecca herself was. As for Marie, Susan still couldn’t read her thoughts. Were her own knickers damp at the sight of her daughter all but naked on the table?

“Lift your right arm up and put it behind your head please Rebecca,” Susan said gently. “I’m going to show you how to examine your breasts now. Marie, it would be helpful if you could do this with Rebecca on a regular basis, perhaps after she’s had a bath?”

Marie raised her eyes to Susan’s, and at that moment a silent signal went between the two women, and Susan knew she was on solid ground.

“Of course doctor,” Marie replied, lips parting in a soft smile.

Matti for his part was standing with his mouth slightly open, the thoughts running through his head no doubt the same as those in Susan’s own.

“And of course, later on I’ll show you how to examine Matti for any unusual lumps” Susan continued, suppressing a chuckle at the sudden flush of red that filled the boy’s cheeks.

Turning her attention back to the girl laying prone beneath her, Susan gently placed her hands on the girl’s right breast, taking a moment to enjoy the warmth of it. Keeping her fingers flat and together, Susan began to explore the young girl’s breast with firm circular motions. Beginning at the nipple she moved outwards in ever increasing circles, leaning over Rebecca to get a good view. She noticed the girl avoided eye contact with her, staring at an imaginary image on the ceiling instead. Once Susan’s circles had reached the girl’s armpit and covered the entire breasts, she began running her fingers down the flesh, from top to bottom, in rows. The flesh was warm, firm, and perfect. Satisfied that the girl was healthy in the regard, Susan cupped her breast in one hand, squeezing it gently. Then smiling down at Rebecca, and acting no differently, Susan began to rub her thumb in small circles directly over the nipple. Rebecca gasped, her gaze shooting to meet the doctor’s, where it was held, unable to look away.

“That all feels perfect,” Susan said, addressing the mother but not breaking eye contact with the daughter, “the flesh is firm with no lumps, and the nipple exhibits all normal signs of response to stimulation.” As she spoke she continued to stroke the girl’s nipple, feeling it become hard beneath the pad of her thumb, standing proud of the areola. Then abruptly she stopped, a very soft but audible moan escaping the girl’s lips, a noise that did not go unnoticed by anyone else in the room.

“The other arm now please Rebecca.” Rebecca did as she was told, and Susan began the process again. This time the pair looked in to one another’s eyes the entire time. Susan knew the girl was aroused, confused, and that she was putty in her hands. She also knew that she had Marie’s tacit consent to conduct the examination in the way Susan had hoped she’d be able to, and that mother was enjoying the event as much as she was. As Susan repeated the nipple massage, she felt Rebecca’s body tense, a rush of emotions behind her pretty blue eyes.

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