Beneath me in the yard, my mother was hanging out the washing on the line. From where I stood, I could see down her deep cleavage; as though she had b...een waiting for just that moment, she leaned forwards, picked up a pillowcase, and raised it up to peg onto the line. The varied movements involved were apparently beyond the design of her bra, though, and as she reached up she spilled out of the bra, a wardrobe malfunction worthy of the best of the Hollywood set. She immediately turned bright. When we had finished, I rolled over onto my back so that she could snuggle against my chest, and we lay there for a few minutes, just savouring the closeness.She lifted her head off my shoulder and looked me in the eyes.“I still can’t believe all those wasted wet winter afternoons when we read or did jigsaws or played cards! If only we’d known how much fun we could have had instead!”I chuckled.“I know, Sis. I still maintain that we weren’t ready for this, but you’re quite right, we missed an. "Hello, Annette. How have you been?" Oh, pretty good, I guess. I'm feeling fine."Good. Come with me."Nurse Head escorted Annette to one of the tiny examination rooms. "Strip," she said. "The doctor will be with you shortly."The nurse left the room as Annette began removing her clothing. When she was stark naked, she sat down on the paper-covered examination table. The room was cool on her bare skin, but not cold.While waiting, she thought to herself how privileged doctors are. Every day, naked. He was amazing. His voice was awesome and he made the song sound great. She was very impressed. When he sat back down and she told him this, he blushed just a little and gave her a smile that made her heart skip a beat. As they sat listening to the others singing, he placed his hand on hers and gently stroked her fingers with his thumb. She could feel the electricity shooting through her body, right down between her legs. Music was her aphrodisiac, and between that and the man sitting so close.