Chapter 7 - Valerie
Thank goodness that’s over. I breathe in deeply as I walk out of the doctor’s office and into the fresh air outside. I feel like I’ve just run a marathon. I feel sweaty and tired and clammy, and I can tell that my panties are soaked through.
That could not have been more uncomfortable.
I glance down at the sheet of paper in my hand. He said these were his usual recommendations, and that it was quite common for women to have this problem. I must not be the first to come in with this issue. That makes me feel better. If other people have had this problem then it’s more likely that I’ll find a solution. I take another deep breath and head towards my car. I have all afternoon, maybe I’ll look some of these toys up online.
I pull up my phone and call Emma. I hope she’s awake. She answers on the second ring.
“Emma. You will not believe what just happened. I’ve just been to the doctor.”
“Yes? And??” She asks excitedly. “What did she say? Can they help you?”
“HE took some blood samples for a hormone test,” I answer, emphasising the he. “He also gave me a prescription.”
“Oh yeah, what’s it for?”
“It’s a prescription for a vibrator.” I answer drily.
Emma’s laugh bubbles over through the phone. I can’t help but smile along with her.
“Em, I wish you’d been there. It was just my luck that my doctor is quite possibly the sexiest man I’ve ever seen. He’s tall and has these eyes, they just pierced through me. And his voice is all husky. I couldn’t focus. He did a full physical and honest to goodness I feel like my orgasm problems were almost solve then and there.”
She’s still cackling and I join in.
“It was probably the worst possible scenario I could have imagined. I’m all hot and bothered and then I have to tell this guy that I can’t come! There was this moment, where he told me to open my mouth for that whole tongue depressor thing and honestly I thought it was the start of a porno or something.”
Emma hasn’t stopped laughing, and I finally feel like I can relax. The stress and awkwardness of the situation dissolve and I laugh with her.
“What do they even look at with that tongue depressor?” She asks between giggles.
“I have no idea, but when your doctor is stupidly sexy, it’s very uncomfortable.”
We laugh some more and I feel much better.
“So are you going to get a vibe? What did he recommend? Haven’t I been telling you to get one?!”
“Yeah well I guess it just took a sexy stranger doctor to convince me,” I laugh. “I’ll look them up this afternoon and order one. I guess then it’s just a matter of seeing what the hormone test shows.”
“Well maybe just think of him when you test out your new toy, he seems to have had a positive effect on you. I haven’t heard you this excited in months!” She’s laughing, and I’m eternally grateful to have her as a friend.
Otherwise I know I’d be replaying that appointment over and over in my head and probably convince myself not to order any of the vibrators. I change the subject.
“What about you, any developments after your escapades last night?”
“Nah, it’s only been a few hours since I left this morning. I gave him my phone number so I guess it’s just a matter of waiting to see if he texts. I’ve just been laying in bed in and out of sleep, trying to recover. I’m going to be sore for days.”
I laugh. She’s definitely not shy with her words. I love it though, she’s gotten me out of my shell many times. I used to be almost cripplingly shy and I don’t think I’d have been as successful at work if she hadn’t helped me open up.
“Did you get his information? Maybe you can text him later.”
“No, I just left my number with him as I was leaving this morning. I’m not too worried, after a night like that I don’t see how he couldn’t want more!!”
I smile. I’d love to have her unshakeable confidence. We hang up the phone and I get in my car and drive to my favourite coffee shop. I deserve a nice coffee and a fresh pastry after a morning like that.
I sit at a table in the sun outside the cafe and order a latte and a fresh danish. The barista brings them out and smiles at me. I lean back in my chair and relax, sipping the hot drink and closing my eyes. Maybe things aren’t so bad, and I’ll be able to find a solution to this problem.
That’s the first time I’ve been attracted to anyone since my breakup, so that must mean I’m moving on.
I pull up my phone and start looking up the products that Doctor O’Neill wrote down for me. All of a sudden my screen flashes with what look like huge purple penises. In shock I lock my phone reflexively and slam it on the table.
I breathe in and try to angle my phone away from anyone that might be walking by. I glance around before unlocking my phone again. I scroll through slowly, looking at different options.
He wrote down four toys for me.
The first three look huge, and seem to have a million settings. I can’t imagine using that on myself. They have bells and whistles and bits hanging off them, and it sounds like the move in circles and vibrate and do a thousand things at once.
That’s too much for me. At least it’s too much for my first one.
I need something a bit less… intimidating. I don’t think a big purple vibrating dildo is sexy, and I doubt it’ll help me have my first orgasm.
The fourth option is a bit slimmer. It isn’t shaped like a penis, it’s just a smooth curve with a white handle. I read the reviews and am pleased to see it’s highly recommended. It has a few different settings but seems simple enough. Before I know it I’m entering my credit card information. My heart is beating fast again, I’m excited. I tick the option for overnight shipping. If it gets me off, it’s worth the extra $14.99.