Mine and Yours

Doctor's Orders

Sondra was too busy writing in my chart to understand what I was trying to say. She wasn't seeing the way the blush had started on my cheeks and was now from my hairline to my collar and as deep red as the soles of those stilettos she was wearing. She also wasn't quite hearing the way my voice was raising an octave every other word I was saying. And lastly, she didn't notice how my hands were flailing around like awkward dolphin flippers while I stuttered and stumbled over every rambling word.

"... and I'm so damned uncomfortable Sondra. I'm self loving everyday and it's not helping. The longer I'm pregnant, the worse it's getting. I've never felt like this before. It's painful at this point! No matter what I do or how... good... I feel in the moment, I'm right back at the start within an hour. I mean, is this normal?" I huffed, running out of breath right as my rambling was starting to verge on the side of panicked as I dumped my latest pregnancy symptom on her. "I googled it and apparently heightened... urges are common but this just feels a bit much. Is there something wrong? Am I doing something wrong? What's—"

"Kayla?"

I stopped talking and looked at Sondra. She had at some point set down her pen and was now leaning against the cabinet on her little doctor rolly stool starring at me with the amused smirk I had grown up getting from her when I went off in a panic induced word vomit.

"Thank you for stopping me." I sighed, taking a few deep breaths to regain all the oxygen I'd lost between my rambling and being constantly short of breath from the growing baby. I placed my hands on my protruding belly. What I assumed was an arm pushed out at my hands from the little one that had been growing in there for the last 6 months.

Sondra chuckled at me, shaking her head slightly. "Part of my job Kay." She waited while I caught my breath, crossing her thin legs at the knee, showing off how perfect they were in her black pencil skirt. Sondra had always had amazing legs, even now at the age of 34. Those years of ballet growing up had done her good. "So... what you're trying to say is that you're having a high sex drive?" She said it so normally, like she wasn't talking to the girl she'd helped raise. 

"Yes." I mumbled, a bit embarrassed to be finally talking about this. Yes, Sondra was my OBGYN, one of the best in the city,  but she was also someone I had grown up with as a sister figure. She was the person who gave me the birds and the bees talk when I was 9. She was also the person who bought me my first tampons at 12, my first dildo at 13, and my first condoms at 14. She was literally the person who has guided me through life. But she is also the person who was just feeling around in my vaginal canal less than 10 minutes ago and she is also the aunt of this little person growing in my womb. So yeah, this conversation is a little awkward for me.

"You're not having sex?" She was looking down at her simple, natural manicure as she asked it, but I could see the forced nonchalance in the question. That was the only indicator that this conversation was just the slightest bit uncomfortable for her as well. 

I pointed down at my very obvious baby belly. "This isn't exactly the most attractive thing for guys and I'm not one for random hookups. No guy is willing to start a relationship with a pregnant girl. Especially not high school guys." I rolled my eyes at her. "So no. I'm 100% not having sex."

Sondra slightly nodded, getting my point. "Masturbation isn't helping?" I shook my head, playing with my fingers nervously in my lap, not making eye contact. "Well, you are only 17 so your hormones are already crazy, plus the pregnancy hormones added in. You're bound to be feeling more sexual urges than most pregnant women at this stage of pregnancy, though most women do start to get a pick up in sex drive in the third trimester." She shrugged, uncrossing those mile long legs and rolling the stool over to the sanitizer bottle, squirting some in her hands and rubbing them carefully. "Plus, who knows? You might have a high sex drive in general and the pregnancy is elevating it. You've been feeling like this for how long?"

"Since I hit trimester 2. The morning sickness stopped, and this started." I gestured to my lower hip area, the dolphin flippers from before replacing my arms again. 

Sondra nodded. "See? This is perfectly normal. Nothing to worry about." She took the claw clip from the back of her head, letting the shoulder length black strands fall around her face. She shook them out a bit, rubbing her scalp to soothe a pain I imagined was there from her full day. I was her last appointment and knew she was exhausted. I could see it in the way her shoulders were tensed and also in the way her normally flawless makeup didn't quite cover up her dark circles. 

"Okay but what can I do to lessen this feeling? Sondra I'm in pain." I whined because even now the area between my thighs was throbbing and I had to keep readjusting how I was sitting on the exam table to try to relieve some of the pressure.

"You were pretty engorged when I checked you..." she mumbled, her eyes going off to the side as she thought. "The only thing that will help you is an orgasm Kayla. I don't know what else to tell you to do but to have some orgasms."

"Sondra," I huffed, quickly getting aggravated with the woman I considered a sister. I could already feel a blush flushing the pale skin of my neck and chest. "I have an orgasm every morning when I wake up from my latest sex dream. I have at least 3 orgasms every day when I get home from school because I'm so damned uncomfortable and then I have at least 2 more orgasms before I go to bed. I literally can't give myself any more orgasms!" My wrist was starting to hurt and I was going to have to buy a new vibrator with how much I was having to charge it. 

I had no idea if Sondra's eyebrows were hitting the ceiling from surprise over my uncharacteristically very detailed description of my masturbatory practices or the way I was shouting them at her. Either way, at least she seemed to get the picture now.

"Okay." She murmured, her lips disappearing for a second as she bit them, clearly trying not to laugh. I'd have probably started crying if she did, so I'm glad she showed some restraint. "I'm gonna say you already have a naturally heightened sex drive." Turning back to her pen and prescription pad, she wrote something down, smiling away to herself. "I'm gonna give you a prescription. I don't know how much you'll like what the prescription is, but it should definitely make you feel better." She said as she continued to write. After a couple moments, she stopped, ripped the paper off the pad and folded it in half. Her deep brown eyes so much like her brothers met my hazel ones, the corners crinkled softly from her smile. "I know there is some agreement between you and Blue about not crossing lines again or something ridiculous, but I think it's pretty stupid. Actually, we all think it's pretty stupid; mom, dad, and I."

I furrowed my brows as she got up to leave. She handed me the folded piece of paper as she kissed the top of my head like she normally did when she was feeling extra sentimental and walked out of the exam room, leaving the door open for me to leave when I was ready. I could hear her stilettos clicking down the hall as she went about the routine of closing her practice for the day. Unfolding the paper, I looked at the messy doctor handwriting I was so familiar with.

Go to Blue and fuck him until he doesn't have the energy to thrust anymore, then flip him over and ride him until you can't anymore. The camper's been pretty lonely lately. Love you.

Yep, officially the most embarrassing moment of my life, but so thankful she didn't say this out loud. Folding the paper into as small a square as possible, I shoved it deep into my legging pocket and exited her office, waving at the last couple nurses as I passed.

Well, doctor's orders...