I Learned About Thongs And G-strings In The Early 80's In The Caribbean, Well Before They Became Common

I learned about thongs and g-strings in the early 80's in the Caribbean, well before they became common in the US. Thongs became my go to underwear until more sissylike g-strings became more common. In the mid-80's I had a back injury and my orthopedic surgeon (who also happened to be a golfing friend from college days) had me x-rayed in his clinic, and it was then that I realized I had fucked up and worn a thong that day as was customary for me. I really had not intended to expose that thong to my doctor, but after the x-rays and while waiting for him to examine me, covered only with my thong and the little exam gown they make you wear, I got excited over the prospect that he would see my bare ass along with the thin fabric that barely covered my now totally erect cock. My modesty melted away and I was so fucking excited when he had me stand in front of him with my bare ass in his face that I almost exploded. He very professionally explained to me and guided his hands to where my Lumbar disc L4/5 was located, gently massaging my hips as he discussed the issue. He removed the gown from me and had me stand facing him in only my thong with my rock hard cock stretching that poor little thong no more than a foot from his face. He had me walk back a couple steps, all the while staring at my hard cock, then had me turn around so he could check my posture while taking slow steps away from him. I so wanted him to come rip off that thong and bend me over and drive his shaft into my throbbing and needy ass, after putting me on my knees to suck his dick hard and wet to get him ready. But no. He told me to get dressed and he gave me a referral to a physical therapist so I could begin PT for my ailing back. At least the therapist appreciated my thongs more and I looked forward to every visit to see him and his gorgeous cock for the next 4 months.