So reluctantly, they both made the decision to give up this joy. Although they were both church members, she knew that Ed was human, and Agatha worried at times that Ed might find another woman willing to share her ass to be fucked. So she decided to keep him well pleasured though- he was never allowed to go to work without having his balls drained, even if it was just a quick blow job in the shower. But it was just never the same for either of them without the tremendous pleasure that they got from the anal sex.
A few months before their 30th anniversary, Agatha went to the doctor for her annual checkup. Her old doctor had finally retired, but a new doctor just out of residency at the local hospital had taken over his case load. The nearest established doctor was quite a drive to make, so Agatha decided to give the new doctor a chance.
In the examination room, Agatha sat on the examination table in just the gown that was provided by the doctor’s office. A young nurse stood in the corner of the room, ready to assist at the doctor’s beckoning.
The doctor was doing his usual examination, and he asked the usual questions. While he was examining Agatha, he noticed her sitting at an angle that would indicate her being uncomfortable.
“Are you okay?” he asked, as he probed her breasts, looking for any sign of a lump.
“Yes, I’m fine, why do you ask?” Agatha answered.
“I noticed that you are sitting at an angle. Your chart doesn’t mention anything about hemorrhoids. Yet you are exhibiting the symptoms from your posture as having possible problems,” the doctor replied.
“Well, to tell the truth, I have suffered with them for almost 20 years now. I use a topical cream and it keeps them in check most of the time, but today the flare-up is more uncomfortable than usual.”
“I would like to examine you to check for them, if possible,” the doctor told Agatha.
Agatha slowly rose to her feet on the floor, and turned toward the table, as the doctor motioned for her to do. She bent forward, and propped her hands on the side of the table as she felt the sides of the gown slide to her side and away from her body, eventually coming to rest against the table edge.
While Agatha was getting in position for him to examine her, the doctor turned away from her and began to put a non latex glove on his right hand. While always the professional, he had to admit to himself that for a lady about to turn 50, she had a body that had to be at least 10 years younger, if not 20. He grabbed the tube of lubrication, and squirted a large amount on the tip and around the whole end of his finger. If she did indeed have hemorrhoids, he did not want the examination to hurt her any more than it had to.
Agatha could feel the doctor as he separated her ass cheeks with his left hand and spread his fingers across the crack of her butt, and then the familiar sensation came to her of a finger being inserted into her anus. Instinctively she tightened her sphincter around his finger, partly from the pain of the hemorrhoid, but partly from the pleasure at once again being penetrated down there.