“There! There! Please honey, pull over there so I can potty.” The wife pleaded with her husband as they drove back to their home. The ‘There’ was the local McDonald’s restaurant. Yes it was just three miles from their house, the wife had consumed a whole bottle of wine that night and she was feeling no pain but now had to deal with the full bladder.

“Ok honey. I’ve got it.” the man said. He carefully pulled over into the McDonald’s and found a space. The large black Mercedes van that he parked next to was still running and when he got out, he happened to look through the passenger window and see a man sitting behind the wheel reading a paper. The two made eye contact. The driver gave him a head nod then went back to reading the paper. The man, Doctor Lynn Hoffe, gave the head nod back to the man and closed the door on his Mercedes and followed his wife into the restaurant since she had left him behind as soon as the car had come to a stop.

He went to the boy’s room and did his business. The first urinal was taken by a mountain of a man, close cut hair and a sandy brown beard, so he took the second one. He happened to glance over and saw the mountain man’s profile.

“OH SHIT, TRAVIS KELCE!” he said in his head. His favorite tight end for his favorite football team was standing next to him taking a piss. Oh fuck! Should I say something to him. Should I even interact with him? FUCK! What should i do?” he said to himself in his head. The running commentary took just a fraction of a second but his bladder wasn’t done yet. He squeezed out the last of his business and followed the man to the sink to wash his hands.

“The refs did you guys wrong last weekend.”

“What?”

“I saw your game, the refs blew several calls. You guys got a bum deal.”

“Ya, thanks.”

The men washed up, dried their hands and as they left the washroom, they heard the squeal of joy coming from the ladies bathroom.

“Damn. Travis, please excuse my wife. I think she figured out that your girlfriend may be in there with her.”

“No worries. Happens all the time.”

“If I may speak to you for a moment while we wait, I have to tell you that you need to wife-up that singer girlfriend of yours if you two plan on having any kids.”

Travis paused for a moment then turned to Lynn. “Excuse me?”

“Let me explain.” Lynn said, then reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a silver case and withdrew a business card. “My name is Doctor Lynn Hoffe. I’m an OB/Gyn doctor and I know all about fertility.”

Travis took the card from the man and read it. He then turned to another man who happened to be standing nearby, that Lynn hadn’t even noticed when he entered the restaurant, took that card and put it in his pocket.

Travis then stepped back and sat down in a booth, motioning for Lynn to join him. “I don’t know you, but I can tell you are a fan of the Chiefs and of me, so I’ll level with you. I appreciate the candor and I had planned on asking her to marry me. But with her schedule for the rest of the year, I don’t know how we could get married, then try for a baby and hope for a safe pregnancy. I go back to training camp in the summer while she is off on tour, I just don’t know how we could handle it?” he said, seemingly to deflate as all of his worry and stress fell from his shoulders. He was a man, a man who worried and who cared about his relationship a great deal and this was obvious to Dr Hoffe.

“I would suggest that you talk to your wife, um girlfriend, about all of this. I have other friends who do marriage counseling and I am sure that they would be happy to help you two through it if that would help?”

“No. No thank you.” he started to say, then the ladies came out of the bathroom both laughing and giggling like school girls. Lynn and Travis both stood up to greet their women.

“Dr Hoffe, this is my girlfriend Taylor Swift. Honey, this is Dr Lynn Hoffe and I assume his wife who you are giggling with there.” Travis said, taking her into his protective arms.

Lynn stood there, for a heartbeat, then extended his hand to take the one Taylor was offering to him. “Good evening. My wife, who you have met, Carey Hoffe. Carey, Travis Kelce.”

Everyone shook hands and Carey, being the more drunk of the group, spoke up first. “See, told you.” She then giggled a little drunk laugh and tried to take Taylor’s hand again.

“No, you are right. I just like my men more physical than mental.” Taylor said, then both women started to giggle again.

“So when are you two going to get married?” Carey asked, now standing next to Lynn, holding his arm for support.

“He hasn’t asked me yet.”

“Well, with our schedules, I haven’t found the time. I just want it to be perfect for you.”

“I know honey.” Taylor said, then leaned her head against his arm pulling him close.

“So, Doctor Hoffe. Are you really an OB doc?”

“Yes I am. I was just telling Travis that he needed to wife you up quickly if you were planning on having kids. Fertility is a real thing and the sooner a woman has the kids, the easier it will be on her and on the baby.”

“How many children do you two have?” Taylor asked.

“Six at home right now. I just keep popping them out after he puts them in me.” Carey said proudly.

Both Taylor and Travis had their mouths fall open. “SIX KIDS!” they said together.

“Yup. All had by me and made by him.”

“Wow, you must have started when you were a teenager? You look great. So young. You can’t be more than 30.” Taylor said in a rush.

“Well, we started dating in high school and when we graduated from high school, we got married that summer and I was pregnant before the food was put away.” Carey said with a laugh. “Then college, medical school and now his practice and I’ve taken care of him ever since. In that time, six kids, two houses, eight dogs and cats and more memories that a library could hold. It has been one hell of a trip, but we made it and I wouldn’t change a thing.” Carey said, looking up at Lynn with a smile on her face.

Taylor looked down at the floor and sighed. She then looked back up, smiled, and congratulated them on their family and reminded Travis that they had to get home.

“It was good meeting you.” Travis said, shaking hands with Lynn and Carey as the women gave air hugs.

The four-some walked to their cars and drove away.

That following summer, Taylor Swift made another billion dollars on her tour, Travis got to meet the president again after the Chiefs won the Super Bowl and sometime during her tour, Travis managed to propose and Taylor accepted.

The news media went wild, ABC, NBC, CBS, Fox, CNN and all the rest went wall-to-wall with the story that the football star and the billionaire singer were engaged and planning on a lavish wedding in Kansas City.

Lynn and Carey both laughed and at the memories they made that night meeting them both when they heard the news.

Their lives went on until a lawyer showed up at Lynn’s office.

“Doctor Hoffe. My name is Calvin Estes, ESQ and I represent a very important person here in KC. I have an NDA here for you to sign before I can go on.” Calvin said, pulling three papers out of his briefcase and handing them over to Lynn.

Lynn had seen enough forms like this one while going to medical school and working with his lawyer when he joined the practice. He read through them and before signing them, he asked. “May I tell my wife?”

“Technically no, you cannot.”

“Damn, she is going to be pissed at me.” he said, while taking a pen out and signing at the bottom of the last page.

Calvin took the forms, signed the last page and put them back into his case. “Good. Taylor and Travis want you to be their doctor for her pregnancy and delivery.”

“So I assumed, based upon the forms and who I am. When is she due?”

“She isn’t pregnant yet, and that is why I’m here. They want to schedule an appointment to have the IUD removed so that they can have kids.”

“Isn’t she like, in the middle of a tour in Europe or something?”

“She is but she wants you to go to her and perform the procedure.”

Lynn sat back in his chair and looked at the man. “I have to assume that she already has a competent doctor who put the IUD in place?”

The man nodded.

“So why don’t they remove it? One of them had to insert it.”

“That doctor is dead and the, patient, wants you only.” he told him.

Lynn tented his fingers in front of his face and looked around the office. He then leaned forward and picked up the contract again. He looked for and found the payment portion of the contract and found that acceptable for a short trip to Europe and back on a private jet. The only problem was that he would be alone. He needed his nurse with him but could he actually have her with him and trust her to keep her mouth shut?

He put the contract on his desk and stood up. “Just a sec please.” He opened his office door and went to find his nurse. “You busy?”

She shook her head and gave him her attention.

“I need to talk to you in my office.”

She got a moment of panic in the pit of her stomach, but hadn’t done anything to piss her boss off, so she went with him to his office. In one of his chairs was a man who she had never seen before.

“Angie, this is Calvin Estes, a lawyer for a possible patient and he is asking me to become the doctor to a patient who is asking for discretion in the treatment of someone. Would you be interested in going with me to Europe to treat a patient?”

The smile that broke out on Angie’s face was of pure joy. “Europe!?”

“Yes ma’am. You and Doctor Hoffe would fly out, meet with the patient, then fly back home, but none of it can be spoken about or hinted at under any circumstances. The woman you are meeting wants it all done privately. No one can know about it.”

Angie looked to the doctor, then back at the lawyer. “Why doesn’t she just come into the office? We are all professionals here and would never say anything to anyone who we treat. You know that Doctor Hoffe.” she said, motioning around the office and then to her boss.

The doctor smiled, confident in his nurse. “It is settled. Angie, you need to sign this special NDA and Mr. Estes, I won’t do it without my nurse. Those are my terms.”

Mr. Estes, reached down into his briefcase next to him, pulled out another copy of the NDA and handed it to the nurse. She looked it over and signed on the bottom line. Calvin signed it as well and put the documents into his case and stood up. He shook everyone’s hands and turned to leave.

Angie stopped him, “When do we leave?”

“Tomorrow.”

Angie stood there with her mouth hanging open. Lynn was at her side, and put his hand on her elbow before she could say anything.

“Just a duffle bag is all you will need. We won’t be gone for any length of time, fly in, meet the patient, then fly out.”

She looked at him and relaxed. “Fine. I’ll be ready.” she said, then left the office, a bounce in her step. She was going to Europe for free and that was awesome!

The next day, a limo came to the doctor first thing in the morning and then got Angie. She had a bag on her elbow and bounced to the limo where the driver opened the door for her. She slid into the car and tossed her bag onto the floor as the limo moved out and went to the airport. The limo pulled up next to a private jet. The door was opened for them so all they had to do was exit the limo and enter the private plane.

“Welcome doctor, ma’am. I’m your attendant for this flight. Please take your seats and we will get going.” she said, leading them to the middle of the plane. The doctor and his nurse were awed by the plane. All the chairs and seats were leather and in a very nice shade of white, or at least off white. The doctor wasn’t a man of design. He knew the human body and left design to his wife and her design artist.

Everyone got settled and the plane took off.

Hours later, they came in for a landing and were taken away from the airport by limo. The office building was rather nondescript with Obstétrique et de gynécologie as the only sign on the outside. They were met by a serious looking man in plain clothes just inside of the door. He smiled at them and opened the door to the actual office. W They were shown into an exam room where the doctor started by looking through all of the cabinets and drawers to make sure he had everything he needed for the removal of the patient’s IUD and to do a normal health check of his patient. Yes, she was famous and absolutely rich, but she was still a woman who needed to be taken care of and her health checked out.

He found everything and then double checked with Angie. “Angie, please maintain your professionalism when you meet the patient. She is a kind of wealthy and pretty well known in the world. So, when you meet her, please don’t do anything to embarrass the firm or yourself. Ok?”

“Why? Who is she?”

Lynn reached into his briefcase and pulled Taylor’s file out and handed it to her. She opened it and started to read through it. Female, mid-thirties, IUD in place and normal pap smears over the past years.

“Ok? I don’t get it. What is the big deal, why the plane ride and the secrecy?”

“Read the name.”

“Taylor Swift. So?”

The doctor looked at her, arched an eyebrow and just looked at her.

“NO!?!?” she cried when she realized who they were seeing.

“Yes. Now do you realize the big deal?”

Angie nearly dropped the folder her hands started to shake so badly. “Yes, now I get it. You don’t suppose that her boyfriend is coming as well? I read online that he is touring with her until his season starts.”

“I don’t know, but is that going to be a problem for you?”

“No, Gawd I hope not.” she said, shaking her head. “No. He’ll just be any other man who is supporting his woman. I can do this.” she said, giving herself a pep talk.

“Good. They should be here any minute. So, I’m going to give her a full health checkup, remove her IUD and then a full pelvic exam just to make sure that there aren’t any surprises for her or them.”

“Yes doctor.” she said, professional nurse mode fully engaged in her mind.

The doctor retired to a break room while he waited and read her file again. He didn’t want to miss anything.

The happy couple arrived with a sudden rush of excitement and activity. Security had made sure that no paparazzo knew about this appointment or where they were going when they left the hotel.

Angie welcomed them with her professional face on and showed them to an exam room. Travis was so much taller in real life, he towered over Angie and he was so much bigger as well. She nearly trip over her own feet when she saw him.

“Good evening. I’m Angie, Doctor Hoffe’s nurse. Come this way and we can get started.”

“Thank you Angie.” Taylor said and followed along behind her. Travis was right at her side.

Taylor sat on the table, Travis standing at her side, as Angie opened her file and started to talk about what was going to happen today. “So, you are here to have your IUD removed, is that right?”

“Yes. The doctor made quite an impression on Travis and I that we are moving up our plans for family.”

“Good. The younger you are, the better it is for you and the baby.” Angie said, smiling at the couple. She took the blood pressure cuff off the wall and started the normal things she always does for a patient. Blood pressure, temp, weight and height, all completely normal for a woman her age.

“Now, here is a gown. Please get undressed and put the gown on open in the front. Doctor Hoffe wants to check you over completely even doing a pelvic exam and taking a pap smear. That sound ok for you?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“Open the door when you are done and the doctor will be right in.”

As Taylor got off the table, Angie turned to leave the room and closed it behind her. She walked through the office and found the doctor and let him know the patient was getting undressed and would be ready shortly.

He packed up his trash from the french snacks that were left out for him and followed Angie to the exam room and waited.

Travis opened the door and smiled and waved the doctor and nurse back in. Taylor was sitting on the exam table, her gown open in the front but holding it closed as all women do.

“Good evening Taylor, I’m Doctor Hoffe. It is really good to meet you again, professionally.” he then turned to Travis, “You too sir. Congrats on the third ring. That was a great game.” he said, shaking the man’s hand.

“It is good to see you as well, Doctor Hoffe. Tay and I are very appreciative of your willingness to fly all the way over here and help us start our family.” Travis said, moving to stand next to Taylor, taking her hand in his.

“So it’s true then. You’re going to marry and start a family? I’m so happy for you both.” Lynn said, smiling at the couple.

“Yes, you made a huge impact on us at the McDonald’s, so instead of waiting, we are moving up our plan per your suggestion.” Taylor said, still holding Travis’ hand and smiling at him.

Lynn went to the counter and washed his hands, put on rubber gloves and moved back to Taylor’s side. “So, first question, do you have any health concerns you would like to share with me?”

“No. I’m pretty much ok.”

“Just to confirm, are you ok with Travis being here during the exam?”

“Yes, I’m fine with it.” she said, still holding his hand.

“Ok, then please lie back. I’ll check you over top down.” he said smiling at the woman trying to calm her nerves and put a smile on her face.

She laid back and the doctor checked her glands in her throat, then by her ears and then lifted the gown and started to palpate her breast, first the far one, then the near one.

Taylor flinched ever so slightly but it was enough for the doctor to notice. “Does this hurt?” he said, holding his hand steady under her armpit where the breast moved to the armpit.

“Yes actually. I am a bit sore today.”

“Do you spot during your period? Or did that stop with the IUD in?”

“I spot a little. Not enough to worry about or use a tampon.”

“Anything recently?”

“Yes. This morning when I woke up I noticed some blood on my toilet paper when I wiped.”

“Ok. That would explain the breast tenderness.”

Lynn positioned her arm above her head and papated her breast some more until he found a lump, nothing large, maybe a millimeter or two in size, but enough for him to speak to Angie of his findings. He then repeated the procedure in the other breast and found another lump in just about the same position.

“Taylor, do you wear an underwire bra?”

“Yes I do.” she said, now concerned about the doctor’s question.

“What about your concert costumes? Underwires in the tops?”

“Some of them do, but not all of them. Why?”

“I’m sure it’s nothing, but you have a lump in both breasts in very much the same position and if I miss my guess, your bras may be the cause of it.”

“I do?” she said, grabbing Travis’ hand with both of hers, tears quickly forming in her eyes. He leaned over and spoke comforting words to her.

“Hang on, no need to panic. Everything is going to be ok.” the doctor quickly said to the couple. He had learned that telling a woman she had a lump in her breast quickly leads to panic as the word ‘cancer’ comes to mind more often than not. “We don’t know anything yet and we won’t know for a while. So please, don’t worry.”

The couple was watching the doctor intently and stopped when he spoke.

“Here is what I want you to do Taylor. Feel this spot right here.” he said to her, taking her hand in his and showing her the two lumps he felt. “Every morning in the shower check these spots. If they get bigger, let the office know. If they get smaller or disappear all together, great. For a while, switch from underwire bras to a supportive sports bra or nothing at all.”

“For how long?” she asked him.

“Give it a month or two. If they don’t go away in that time, we will do a mammogram and maybe a biopsy of the lumps to make sure that they aren’t, you know.”

She nodded her head and looked to Travis for assurance. He smiled back at her and then leaned down and kissed her.

“Does your family have a history of cancer?”

“My great grandmother died of it, I think. I just don’t remember what it was.”

“What about your mother or grandmothers?”

“No. No cancer that I can remember.”

“Good. That reduces the chances of problems. Some studies have found that there is a hereditary link between some cancers and family members. If your family doesn’t have it, then you should be fine and those lumps will go away over time.” Lynn said, patted her knee asking her to lie down again so he could check her abdomen.

She did and he checked her organs identifying them one by one as he pressed against them. “Those all feel fine.”

He pulled the stirrups out and asked her to put her heels in the stirrups and move down to the edge of the bed. She moved down so that her rump was nearly falling off. Lynn took the exam light and moved it so that it was shining on her lightly fuzzed pubis.

Angie had been silent during this whole period but moved to stand next to him and hand him the equipment for the next part of the exam.

Taylor’s pussy had light brown hair on it, cut short, so that it wouldn’t stick out when she wore all of those concert costumes. She was tight lipped so that none of her labia minora were showing. Just labia majora covered by her hair.

“Ok Taylor, time to take that IUD out. I’m going to use a little bit of lube when I use the speculum, and I’ve made sure that it is warm. Ready?” he asked. His experience has taught him to never touch a woman’s pubis without warning her. His first day doing real life pelvic exams in school taught him that.

He didn’t see her nod her head, so he went ahead with applying the lube to his speculum and then a small amount to her vulva. Then, taking the device in hand, he put his left hand on her vulva, used two fingers to open her labia just a bit, then pushed the device into her body first at a downward angle then straightened up and pushed it into her body. He clicked it open, her vagina opened to his view. He picked up the removal device from the table next to him, Angie at his side, and looked into her body, inserted the IUD removal device and with quick, trained movements, removed it from her uterus and withdrew it from her body entirely.

“Very good.” he said and put the used device on the table at his side. He then picked up the pap smear testing device, inserted it and swirled it against her cervix, then withdrew it. He rubbed the tissue on the pap smear paper. “All done Taylor.” he said, just as he was about to remove the speculum.

“Hey, what does a cervix look like?” Travis asked, still at his woman’s side, still holding her hand.

“Ask Taylor and I’ll show you.”

“Honey?” he asked her.

“Sure, go ahead, though you only get to look once.” she said with a sigh and laugh.

Travis moved to Lynn’s side and looked up into his woman’s body for the first time to see the end of her vagina. “So what am I looking for?”

The doctor made a fist with his hand and showed it to Travis as he stood up. “See how my finger makes this circle, the cervix looks very much like that shape. A small opening surrounded by muscle.”

“A baby goes through that? How is that possible?”

“One of the many miracles of the human body, even more so the miracle that is woman.” Lynn said to Travis as he moved back to Taylor’s side.

Lynn took the speculum out of Taylor, put it on the small cart of used equipment. Angie quickly took it away as Lynn stood patting Taylor on her leg. “All done. Everything looked just fine so get dressed and we will talk more after you are dressed.” he said, as Taylor took her feet down from the stirrups and covered herself with her gown.

“How am I, doctor?”

“Taylor, visually, you are healthy. Internally, we will know more once your pap is read and reported back to me. That will confirm that there is nothing to be concerned about internally and you should get one every year, as I am sure you have been told by your other doctors.” he dried his hands as he talked. “In the meantime, get dressed and we will talk before we leave.”

He left the happy couple to get dressed and went back to the break room to wait for them.

When they arrived, they took drinks and sat in front of the doctor. “What else should we know?” Travis asked.

“Taylor, Travis, in the next two weeks, you will become fertile and any unprotected sex at that time very likely will result in a pregnancy. Being in your thirties means that there is a chance of gestational diabetes but with your body mass and weight that shouldn’t be a problem. Try to go without a bra for a month or two to see if those lumps go away, if not, then a procedure will have to be done to remove them and have them analyzed. You don’t have any of the markers for it to be cancer, but I don’t want to let them go for too long before checking them again. They were small, and based upon location, I think they are just clogged ducts and should clear up on their own. Ok? Any questions?”

“You really think that I could get pregnant in just two weeks?”

Dr Hoffe breathed deeply, and let it out slowly. “I can’t say for certain, that would be irresponsible of me. But, having said that, if you are healthy, have an ovum in place and if you,” he said, then turned to Travis, “If you have sufficient sperm of health, then yes, there is a very good chance for you to get pregnant.”

The couple smiled at each other and held hands staring into each other’s eyes. The doctor smiled as well at the love and hope in the room. “Ok you two, you’ve gotten my assessment and once I have the pap results back, my office will let you know what the results were. I will want to check your lumps in a couple of months. I’ll have my office make arrangements for that once you get back to the states.

Doctor Hoffe stood and shook hands all around. Angie was so excited, she hugged Taylor and gave Travis a very enthusiastic hug. He hugged her back, patting her on the back and she finally relaxed her grip on him.

Dr Hoffe and Angie were taken out of the office back to the airport and flown home. Taylor and Travis went to the hotel and practiced making a baby.

The news the next day was filled with stories of Taylor and Travis getting married. Reporters from everywhere made breathless reports of the secret wedding, who was there, when it was and where it happened. The whole of the internet talked about nothing else for a week.

Two weeks after her meeting with Dr Hoffe, Taylor walked into the hotel bedroom dressed only in a pure white night gown, thin straps over her shoulders, a satin bodice covering her breasts and chest. Silk flowed down from there to her ankles. The skirt was slit up one leg showing glimpses of her leg as she slowly moved toward her husband who was lying on the bed wearing only a pair of loose fitting shorts.

“Wow!” he said, just above a whisper, moving to stand next to the bed in front of Taylor.

She smiled at him, shyly, like a virgin bride on her wedding night. She looked down at his chest and put a hand on it. She then looked into his eyes, love obvious in them which she mirrored back to him. “I’m fertile Trav. I’m ready for you.” she said, moving into his arms. He pulled her closer and gently kissed her. His hands caressed her back, then tightened to make sure her body was pressed against his. Her arms went around his neck as she added her tongue to the kiss helping to increase their mutual arousal. His cock rose and started to be felt against her belly.

She broke the kiss, looked down at his cock pressed against his shorts, tenting it. She smiled, brought his mouth back to hers.

He continued to rub her back, reach down and grasp her bottom until he couldn’t handle it any more. He broke the kiss, reached down and picked her up in his arms. He carried her to the bed and laid her on it. He then moved to lie next to her and pulled her close so that she was lying next to him, their bodies intertwined with each other.

He kissed down her neck to her chest and pulled the thin string of her top to the side and kissed where it used to be. He pulled it down until her breasts came into view and he started to kiss her. Her nipple was a rock hard nub and he took it into his mouth and suckled at it. She hugged his head to her breast and made a happy sigh as pleasure passed through her breast like never before and went straight to her pussy. It was leaking, wetting her vulva and staining her nightgown.

Travis took the other strap of her gown off and switched to her other breast. It added to her arousal.

“Please Trav.” Taylor pleaded with him, “Make love to me.”

Travis moved to take her night gown off her body completely, leaving her nude body available to him. He kissed her belly, his hands on her body reaching up to her breasts and pulling and tugging at her nipples. He kissed lower, using his nose on her clit then moving up to use his chin on her clit making her squirm and tug at his head.