Chapter 1

My figure did not change at all after giving birth. Instead, my friends even praised me for having a better figure.

Before having the baby, my breasts were only a C cup, but they grew to a D cup after giving birth. I had good looks and a good figure. My friends often envied me, but they had no idea that my husband, Kyle Greyson, was never interested in me again since having the baby.

I found a postpartum recovery specialist who could help me regain the firmness of a young lady.

I asked for Kyle's opinion. Probably because I had not been able to satisfy him for a while recently, he agreed without any hesitation. After getting Kyle's approval, I went to see the postpartum restoration specialist early in the morning the next day.

As he was wearing a mask, I only felt that this postpartum restoration specialist, Jake Lewis, looked vaguely familiar, but I did not recognize him.

Just by looking at Jake's eyes, I could tell he was very handsome. He was about 5'9, neatly dressed, and looked to be under 30. Thinking about how I was about to completely reveal my body to him, I felt a little nervous as I followed him into the room, my face flushed.

Jake opened his case and started fiddling with some instruments. I stood awkwardly by the bed, unsure of what to do with my hands. I asked him softly, my face still red. "Shall I lie down now?"

"No rush. I'll do a checkup first."

Hearing his reply, I awkwardly gripped the ground with my toes, as if I could not wait any longer.

"Please lie down first!"

I did as Jake said and lay down on the bed. Unconsciously, I stuck my butt out, a movement that was incredibly embarrassing. Then, I felt a pair of large hands kneading my pelvis. "Ms. Horton, please open your legs a little wider..."

I continued making various movements, which made my legs almost weak.

After examining me for a while, Jake asked me to turn around and sit on the bed with my legs raised.

I breathed a sigh of relief. At least I did not have to stand anymore. Those few movements had made my face incredibly hot and my heart racing.

However, he did not continue examining me this time. Instead, he looked at me, seemingly noticing how red my face was. He asked, "Ms. Horton, are you alright?"

I bit my lip and nodded.

Jake lowered his head, almost burying his entire head in my legs. He explained as he examined me, "Before the restoration, I need to examine your pelvis to see if there are any problems. This is necessary. Only after the examination can we roughly determine the extent of the restoration. Ms. Horton, don't be nervous!"

Jake's voice was gentle, as if possessing a magical power that could soothe others. Then, he moved his hand to the front of my pelvis and pressed firmly a few times.

I could even feel his warm breath on me, which made me incredibly aroused. Those few touches sent shivers down my spine.

It was the first time I had ever been so out of control in front of a stranger; I wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

Jake patted my thigh. "You can put them down now! Ms. Horton, there's nothing seriously wrong with your pelvis! Restoration won't be difficult. Don't worry!"

My face was burning, so I said I would change my pants.

"Ms. Horton, we'll be doing a deeper restoration later." His meaning was clear. Those two touches were probably just child's play. "Ms. Horton, I'm the doctor, and you're the patient! In a doctor's eyes, all patients are the same."

His words were reassuring. He then had me turn to my side and lifted my leg himself. His gaze seemed calm, as if I really was just an ordinary patient to him. This made me breathe a sigh of relief.

Jake then began the next step of the restoration work. When he saw my black lace panties, he froze for a moment. However, he quickly resumed the restoration. The previous touches were indeed just the beginning. The sensation was much more intense than before.

I was naturally sensitive, and I could not help but want to squirm as his hands roamed. My forehead was also damp with sweat.

Jake's hands massaged my lower abdomen.

I clenched my teeth, trying not to make a sound. After all, doing it in front of a strange man was incredibly shameful. Anyone who had tried it knew it was hard for a normal person to resist. My teeth were chattering, and I finally could not help but let out a soft moan. My face was burning red, and I dared not look at him.

"Ms. Horton, it's okay to moan if you're uncomfortable."

I nodded slightly. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed his rather pronounced erection. This made me feel like I had been electrocuted.

Jake continued to massage me, but with much more force than before. Just as I was about to... he suddenly stopped. A huge sense of emptiness instantly enveloped me. I let out a long sigh, a mixture of relief and a hint of disappointment.

Kyle had always seemed uninterested during our time together. I had not felt this way in a long time, and it was hard for me to contain myself.

Jake said slowly, "Ms. Horton, the external restoration is almost done! Now, we need to do the internal restoration!"

He put on his gloves as he spoke.

It was definitely better to have your husband around in this situation. However, how could Kyle accept a man performing this kind of examination on me?

"Just go ahead!"

Jake pulled a strangely shaped device from his bag. "You can practice at home when you're free. It'll help quicken the restoration process!"

I was a little confused. "Practice? What practice?"

Jake asked if I wanted him to demonstrate and teach me how to use it. I said yes.

"Ms. Horton, lie down with your back on the bed. Spread your legs a little wider. If you're not used to it, you can close your eyes or look at the ceiling."

I was incredibly shy, so I closed my eyes. Suddenly, something pressed against me, and it felt a little strange. I instinctively opened my eyes. "Dr. Lewis! You..."