Chapter 1: Set Up
This was my favourite time of the years. New draftees. And their physical examinations. I called for the first one.
"Veronica Stafford," I announced, looking up from my clipboard. "Come in."
The door creaked open, and in walked a woman who made my eyes widen. She was fit, toned, and she moved with a grace that was almost... sexual. She was wearing a tight-fitting tank top and shorts that showed off her strong, lean legs. I couldn't help but let my eyes linger on her body.
She caught me staring, and a small, confident smile played on her lips. She knew the effect she had on men, and she enjoyed it. I cleared my throat, trying to regain my composure.
A sergeant was also there, enjoying the show.
After the initial questions, I told Veronica to stand up.
"Alright, let's get started. I need you to undress, please."
She didn't hesitate. She pulled off her tank top, revealing a sports bra that left little to the imagination. She unbuttoned her shorts, sliding them down her hips, and stepped out of them. She was standing there in her underwear, looking as comfortable as if she was still fully clothed.
The sergeant whistled softly under his breath. He said "Veronica, the doctor told you to undress and you still have your underwear on ... this is not the obedience we expect in the army." He gave her a stern look, and there was a predatory hint in his eyes.
Veronica felt intimidated , but she also felt a thrill. She raised an eyebrow, but did as she was told. She unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were firm, high, and perfectly symmetrical. I could feel my pulse quickening as I imagined running my hands over them.
Veronica felt our gaze and smiled. She then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, slowly sliding them down her legs. She stepped out of them, standing before us completely naked.
"You have a fit body, Veronica. How you exercise?"asked her the sergeant while looking at her.
Veronica smiled, "I'm a gym rat. I spend at least an hour there every day. It's my therapy."
I nodded, "Well, it shows. You're in excellent shape." I picked up my stethoscope, "Now, let's check your heart and lungs."
Veronica stood still as I approached her. I could feel the heat radiating from her body. I placed the stethoscope on her chest, just above her breasts. I could see the goosebumps forming on her skin. I moved the stethoscope around, listening to her heart beat steadily and her lungs expand and contract.
"Deep breath," I instructed. She complied, her breasts rising and falling with the motion.
I took advantage
of the opportunity to run my hands over her ribs, feeling the smooth, taut skin. She didn't flinch, just looked at me with those bright, challenging eyes.
"Your lungs sound clear," I said, moving the stethoscope to her back. "Now, let's check your spine."
I ran my fingers down her back, feeling the muscles tense and relax under my touch.
"Your spine is strong," I murmured, my voice low. "You have good posture."
She turned her head to look at me, a smirk playing on her lips.