"Hello, Esme." I whispered, picking her up. Esme yelped at my shocking enterance.

"Carlisle! I thought you were coming home later tonight!" Esme said, looking into my eyes.

"Well, I told Dr. Snow that I had some business that needed to be taken care of back at home." I whispered.

Esme smiled gently. "And what business would that be, doctor?"

I chuckled once. "Your yearly check up."

I knew that if Esme were a human, she would have blushed. Instead, she gave me a serious look and shrugged. "Okay, but I might have breast cancer. I don't know."

"Well, if you have health concerns of any kind, I must see to them immediately." I said, brining her into the x-ray room.

I placed her down on the squeaky hospital bed. "Okay. Strip." I told her. "Oh and don't even try wearing that stupid paper gown, either." I warned before walking out the door to give her some privacy.

I smiled to myself. I always loved doing this to Esme. It turned into a game with us our first year as husband and wife when she came into my doctor's office, asking for a check up.

"I'm ready, doctor." Esme's tinkling voice came from behind the door. I chuckled and opened the door wide.

There stood Esme, completely naked, with my eyes feasting on her. Her breasts were perfectly rounded, and her stomach was flat and smooth. She had hips meant for my hands.

I gulped down the wave of desire that always hit me. "Okay, sit down on the bed."

She did as I said, and lay with her breasts jutting temptingly at me.

"Okay, Esme, just open your legs and let me check." I said, rounding towards her.

Esme smiled and blatantly spread her legs as wide as they could go.

I kneeled beside her head and put a single finger inside, moving it around a bit.

"There seems to be no problem here." I said feeling against her womb.

Esme shuddered. "Are you sure?" she asked.

"I don't know, I guess I could take a better look." I said, bending down. Esme trapped my head between her legs and moaned when I spread her with two fingers. I looked at her swollen folds and smiled; she was always wet for me.

I licked it once until she cried out my name. And then, not able to take it anymore, I carried her into our room.