Dr. Flirt

It’s not his thin lips or beady eyes, nor his gray hair, but there is something about my doctor I find attractive. He’s no McDreamy. It actually has nothing to do with his looks, more his personality. I spend most of my visits laying face down on a bed, my head resting in one of those massage table circles as he injects me with saline to help my back.

The first visit he mentioned snipers and tax evasion as he put a foreign substance into my body. Then we started talking about real estate and family business/nonsense/ bickering. Recently he travelled to South East Asia where I went over ten years ago after college.

I find myself looking forward to our visits, even contemplating what bra and underwear combo I will wear under that awful robe. Last week was a lace almost thong and a very sexy red Marlies Dekkers bra. He asked if I wanted to robe and, given my modesty and/or inability to suppress a smile when flirting I said, “it’s a good idea,” when I would have loved to parade in the lingerie.

I enjoy his company. He lives in my neighborhood and we have both made allusions to getting together downtown but I am just not sure what we would do – me with my husband and kids and he with his jealous girlfriend he claims he may marry. In another time or place I’d invite him to a cocktail party at my house but that is not happening any time soon and I am not motivated enough to host one under the guise of seeing my doctor with my clothes on.

Rationally, I know it is inappropriate and I clearly do not want/ expect anything to happen romantically between us. No way I would jeopardize my marriage for him, but I still like his company. Maybe because I’m a captive audience I tolerate him dragging out a simple answer into a longer unrelated story. He’s lived an interesting life and is compelling human being. I’m going back to him tomorrow because he said I needed a follow up from an appointment that could be argued was superfluous. I would like to see him outside the office, but wonder what is an acceptable context, as I cannot imagine my husband would find him half as entertaining as I do, and I don’t need for them to meet or me to encounter his girlfriend.

Now I’m at the stage of wondering if I’m compromising my health with repeated doctors visits so I can have his undivided attention for 30 minutes. At least he takes insurance.

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