Gold Rush

Medical: Part 1

It had been 2 weeks since that encounter.

A quick google search was enough for Sophie to swear to herself that she wouldn't set foot near Jack in a non-professional way again. An gold star fuck boy was the last thing she needed right now. Curiosity killed the cat after all.

Pre-season training was well underway, Sophie had been busy spending her mornings in clinics reviewing players, treating pre-existing conditions that affected their performance and her afternoons filled with observing the team training, watching how they moved, how they twisted and turned. She was a great addition alongside Physio Harry and Coaches Cole and Kate.

She'd managed to avoid being alone with Jack, but that didn't stop him staring at her. Always looking. Eagle eyed.
That is until today. He was scheduled in for his medical, this consisted of cardiac monitoring, vital signs recording, body measurements, joint flexibility and strength. Sophie had saved him until the end of the day, at least this way she could leave as soon as she finished with him.

2pm on the dot Sophie heard a firm knock on the medical room door. It was him. He was uncharacteristically on time, Jack was late for everything. On multiple occasions he'd been scolded for his time keeping and it was vocalised by everyone that he would be late for his own funeral.

Sophie opened the door and on the other side there he was. She looked down at his feet and studied him. Black trainers, white socks that clung to his calves. Those calves. Her eyes moved upwards to his thighs. She remembered balancing on them. His crotch. The image of his glistening, hard dick flashed in her mind and she felt herself burning up. She quickly looked up at his smirking face and gestured for him to come in with her hand.

'Ello... fancy seeing you ea' with a wink, his strong Birmingham accent filled the room and he took a seat.

Okay, straight face and professional hat on.

'Grealish, it's Doctor Rhodes to you. So do you know why you're here today?'

Jack raised his eyebrow and leaned forward in his chair as she sat at the opposite side of the desk.

'Soph, I think we are past the formalities, don't ya agree? And yeh, it's me pre season medical init?'

'Correct. So firstly I will do an ultrasound scan and ECG of your heart pre and post exercise, to see how your cardiovascular system deals with being put under pressure' he sniggered which made her pause.

She knew what he was thinking about.
As she was thinking the same.
This was going to be tough.

'...then I'll do some basic observations which are things like blood pressure, oxygen saturations, all the usual. Physical exam, listening to your lungs, and so on'

Sophie looked over at him, his posture was horrific. He was sat up with his legs fully open, displaying his goods, arms resting on his thighs with his hands interlinked and practically resting on his crotch.

They stared at each other for a what felt like a good minute or so.. Sophie looked away and tapped on her iPad, until Jack broke the silence.

'Okay, yeh, that's how you wanna play it, you want me to lie down on there?' He nodded towards the patient bed.

'Please Jack, and also remove all clothing apart from your shorts and underwear'

Jack cleared his throat. All the while a smirk sat on his pouty mouth.

'Ya sure ya don't want 'em off too?'

Dickhead.