I went in for X-rays… [FM]

This isn't some crazy story but I think it's still worth sharing.

I'd been having pain in my shoulder and needed some X-rays so I booked an appointment at a radiology center. When my name was called, the doctor who came to get me looked younger than me, maybe around 30. I'm 38 and I couldn't help noticing how attractive he was. Tall, focused, with this quiet, serious energy that made my mind wander instantly.

He led me to a small changing booth just before the X-ray room and told me calmly "You can undress down to your underwear and leave your belongings here." The moment he said "underwear" I felt a little rush of heat. I don't know why but something in me stirred and before I even realized it I had made a decision. Instead of stopping at lingerie, I stripped completely. Naked.

I stepped into the X-ray room and saw his eyes flick over me in a single quick scan. By chance I'd been to the esthetician the day before. Normally I go fully bare but this time I'd left just a neat thin strip. Honestly my pussy looked perfect. I caught his gaze drop there for the briefest moment before he pulled it away, trying hard to stay professional.

He cleared his throat awkwardly and said "You can stay in your underwear." I gave a little shrug and said softly "I'm not wearing any." He didn't reply and just focused on adjusting me against the machine. As his hands moved to position my shoulder I noticed his eyes drifting again, this time to my breasts. He froze there a second too long. When he realized and quickly looked up he found me staring right back at him with a soft knowing smile.

"You can look" I said calmly "it doesn't bother me." His face flushed. He stammered "Sorry…" I smiled and replied "No worries, you can." He didn't say anything else and went back to adjusting me. But I could feel a shift in the air like he was trying twice as hard to act professional now even though his hands trembled ever so slightly.

I on the other hand made sure to arch my back slightly keeping my body on display. I wanted him to enjoy it. I enjoyed it too.

Sadly it didn't last long. He stayed careful, his touch never straying from its purpose. In my mind I'd hoped for more, a graze of his hand, a slip of control, but it never came. Still I walked out smiling to myself. I'd gotten my little thrill and I'm pretty sure his day was far from routine after that.