There are other doctor-related threads on here, but I had a handful of stories from over the decades that I wanted to keep together without dominating someone else's thread, so I'm starting a new thread for my real stories. But I welcome anybody to share real medical-related stories, comments, or opinions, no matter how innocent. I can't be the only guy that this stuff has happened to.
GETTING MY BLOOD PRESSURE TAKEN
I dont try to grope nurses when they take my blood pressure. Most women take my arm and place it where they want it, and I obligingly leave it wherever they put it. And if they just happen to press their breast into my arm, I dont back off. The first real noticeable boob press I got this way was from a mature nurse, who didnt seem to mind at all that my forearm was rubbing up and down over her breast while she took my blood pressure. After a few more minor rubbings from various nurses over a few years, I found one attractive nurse who seemed put out by it. As usual she placed my arm where she wanted it, and I left it there, and when she rubbed her tit into my arm, I didnt back away. She didnt look at me, but she got an irritated expression on her face, and threw my arm over her shoulder before continuing checking my blood pressure.
Then one time at a doctors evening appointment for some minor thing, I had a nurse that I had never seen before, and she was very very pretty, perhaps early 30s, medium build, B cup tits, great figure, classy looking. And she was also very friendly. I sat down on the end of the exam table and she began taking my blood pressure. She placed my right hand on her left side, my hand facing inward and holding her side. Her positioning, not mine. She even held it there with her left arm. And as she started taking my blood pressure, she rubbed her right tit all over the inside of my forearm. She took her sweet time, flopping her tit up and down over my arm while keeping my hand pinned to her side. She started to unwrap my arm, then said, Theres something wrong with the machine. Oh, the tube was disconnected. So she placed my hand back on her side, wrapped me up again, and rubbed her tit all over my inside forearm again, with a little smile on her face, as she took my blood pressure for the second time. Unfortunately, I never saw this nurse again.
GETTING MY BLOOD PRESSURE TAKEN
I dont try to grope nurses when they take my blood pressure. Most women take my arm and place it where they want it, and I obligingly leave it wherever they put it. And if they just happen to press their breast into my arm, I dont back off. The first real noticeable boob press I got this way was from a mature nurse, who didnt seem to mind at all that my forearm was rubbing up and down over her breast while she took my blood pressure. After a few more minor rubbings from various nurses over a few years, I found one attractive nurse who seemed put out by it. As usual she placed my arm where she wanted it, and I left it there, and when she rubbed her tit into my arm, I didnt back away. She didnt look at me, but she got an irritated expression on her face, and threw my arm over her shoulder before continuing checking my blood pressure.
Then one time at a doctors evening appointment for some minor thing, I had a nurse that I had never seen before, and she was very very pretty, perhaps early 30s, medium build, B cup tits, great figure, classy looking. And she was also very friendly. I sat down on the end of the exam table and she began taking my blood pressure. She placed my right hand on her left side, my hand facing inward and holding her side. Her positioning, not mine. She even held it there with her left arm. And as she started taking my blood pressure, she rubbed her right tit all over the inside of my forearm. She took her sweet time, flopping her tit up and down over my arm while keeping my hand pinned to her side. She started to unwrap my arm, then said, Theres something wrong with the machine. Oh, the tube was disconnected. So she placed my hand back on her side, wrapped me up again, and rubbed her tit all over my inside forearm again, with a little smile on her face, as she took my blood pressure for the second time. Unfortunately, I never saw this nurse again.