Our first foray into medical role-play had been done almost 'on the cheap' as it was at home and just with a few accessories I'd bought on Ebay and Wish. For our 'follow-up' appointment I decided to push the boat out and the first thing I did was a bit of research into hiring a small office for a few hours. In our area, serviced office space is surprisingly reasonably priced and once I'd selected a suitable location and done a site visit I reserved a 2-hour slot and then immediately sent the appointment to PJ to make sure that he made himself available.
Over coffee with Sherry and her mum the same afternoon I'd been giggling randomly and she looked intrigued. It wasn't long before, Sheila nipped to the toilet and I just had to quickly share the details of being a doctor diagnosing my husband's sexual problems. I probably shared more detail than I should have about how much fun it had been and my plans to have him attend a follow-up appointment as Sherry perked up incredibly and demanded to be involved. I think it was a mix of being a frustrated nurse, my part-time 'call girl' and best friend that meant she wanted in.
As Sheila was coming back, I hurriedly agreed to involve Sherry in some way so we could move the conversation on and we agreed to have a 'planning meeting' soon. Sheila returned with a, "You two are like naughty schoolgirls when you get together, what are you giggling about now?"
I couldn't believe it when Sherry replied with, "Oh, it's just the details of Sandy's and PJ's sex life that we were discussing" and the more I looked embarrassed the more Sherry decided to share with her mum. I just kept trying to shut her down and she took this as a challenge to drop more and more details for her consumption. Sheila initially looked slightly shocked but then started smiling and was lapping it all up.
She just kept saying things like, "you're joking", "no way" and "go on" and Sherry was like a newsreader firing bulletin after bulletin about what I'd been up to and how she'd been involved. It was incredible. It seemed never-ending and it was probably the most embarrassed I'd been for a long time. As children we'd been in and out of each other's houses and I knew her mum really well. I couldn't get over how much was being shared with her. I didn't realise she could talk about these things with her own mother.
Eventually she knew pretty much everything and all I could do was correct minor details and treat the subject as matter-of-factly as I could.
Finally we were on to details of the follow-up appointment and Sheila volunteered to be a member of the medical team involved at the appointment. In any event, it fell on her 63rd birthday and she thought it might make a nice treat for her. I found myself agreeing to this and was taking her dress size next to order a nurse's uniform for her. I remember her saying, "I've got some flat black shoes, so don't worry about that luvvy" and me saying something like, "This is just between us though" which is probably something I should have started saying a long time ago.
A few days later at the planning meeting we decided that Sherry would be a bumbling student nurse and prone to basic mistakes throughout the appointment. There would be the door held open at inopportune moments, too much lube squirted on PJ's cock, bursting the seams on her uniform, snapping the elastic on her knickers and, of course, getting her tits covered in spunk. We tried to keep it short of a 'Carry On' film script and ditched the saucy name badges and constant double entendre.
I also decided that the appointment should be tightly scripted if Sherry and her mum we're going to be involved as I wanted to keep some control over proceedings and not just have things fall apart into an embarrassing mess. The phrase I stressed throughout was, "Stay in character regardless of what happens."
Sheila was going to be in reception for the large part but I knew we wouldn't be able to keep her out of the consultation so we wrote in her getting briefly involved at several stages.
None of us had any medical experience so I had to do some research to make sure that our terminology and actions were realistic and believable. Not that PJ was going to call us out on anything but I wanted to maintain the appearance of a real procedure as much as possible and I thought this would help with us staying in character and keeping control of the power in the situation.
Script written and agreed with Sherry? Tick ('Check' if you're not in the uk)
Nurses outfits bought and delivered? Tick
Examination table borrowed? Tick -- I didn't ask Sherry for details of where it was from but just made sure it was 'wipe downable'.
'Accessories' sourced? Tick
As I allocated Sheila the receptionist role I asked her to play it as a 'hard of hearing' Health Care Assistant. The idea being I had a number of personal and embarrassing questions I wanted asking in in the public reception area and I wanted PJ to have to give clear, loud answers.
Thankfully, I wasn't forced into adding more players to the team so we were all set. We agreed rehearsals were unnecessary.
On the day of the appointment, Sherry fell ill and it was too late to change everything as the office was paid for. She was upset that she'd be missing out but, in my head I worked out a much simpler scenario that I could do on my own again.
It was something of a surprise then when Sheila turned up raring to go. She'd got her hair up in a bun, wore glasses I'd not seen before and a smart suit. As a retired sixty three year old, she looked really professional and I smiled as I met her. "What?" she said. I reassured her that she looked great and that because of Sherry's absence, her part had changed.
I quickly ran through what I needed her to do and handed her a few forms and one of the nurses outfits I'd bought for her to try on. Thankfully, it was a good tight fit. In fact, Sheila went the extra mile and left a few buttons undone on the top and hitched the skirt up beyond where I would have asked. PJ was going to have a great time!
PJ was predictably early so we had him sit in reception. He was clearly equally on edge and excited as was Sheila, I had to practically hold her back. She was planning to get her hands on my husband's cock and nothing was going to get in her way.
Finally, I 'released' Sheila into reception and she started her task of booking in our patient. PJ had only met her in passing once previously and in this setting didn't seem to recognise her at all.
She started with a few simple questions to check his personal details but quickly got into the script "Who have you come to see today?" was followed by, "What are your symptoms?" and, true to character, she had him repeat his answers until he was almost shouting, "I'm having trouble with orgasms" Sheila continued with, "How often do you masturbate?", "Are all your fantasies heterosexual ones?" and "Put these pictures in order of preference" she then showed him some quite hard core photos of older women getting fucked in different positions and sucking off huge cocks.
In some of the pictures I'd quite expertly superimposed Sheila's face onto porn. She was naked in all of them. She was either tied up with her legs wide apart, riding a huge cock, wanking off two men at the same time or openly masturbating. In a few, her tits were covered in spunk and she was always smiling and looking at the camera.
Whenever PJ chose her photograph she'd say something like, "Oh you like that one do you?" or "That is a good one, I liked that one too". She was having a lovely time and had managed to manoeuvre herself so that PJ was looking over her shoulder. She later told me that she'd also easily managed a few 'accidental' grazes of PJ's erect cock as they were so close.
I heard her finish with, "Well, I can see you're ready for your appointment. Let me go and check with the Doctor." Sheila then trotted in to see me and said, "I know he's your husband and you don't want me to fuck him but I really want to get my hands on that cock. As its my birthday, I need a bit of a last minute script re-write"
I agreed that Sheila could have a more hands-on role but she would need to follow my lead. "Oh, and Happy Birthday Sheila, show him in".
PJ was looking through the pictures he'd been given when he was called in and put them on my desk. On the top was a great one of Sheila tied up and blindfolded, tits covered in spunk.
"Is this your favourite then?"
"Well, to be honest, it was really difficult to choose just one" and he turned to the next one, also Sheila, a dripping cock in one hand and masturbating with the other. I could see Sheila smiling behind him as she popped another button of her dress open. "This is also very sexy, the model is really enjoying her work". Sheila was nodding in agreement and was flushed with excitement.
"Well lets move on, I'll need you to undress now, the nurse will help you." Sheila helped alright. She put on some blue latex gloves and was soon pulling at his shirt and she undid his trousers. I coughed and gave her a look and she stood back slightly and picked up and folded all the clothes into a neat pile. PJ looked round for a gown, "Lets get straight on with it shall we?" There was no gown.
Sheila did his height and weight but spent most of the time looking at his erect cock. The photos had done the trick, he was decidedly excited and had no way to hide it. PJ took a tissue from the box on my desk to wipe his dribbling cock and Sheila immediately held her hand out to take it. Very professionally she gave his cock a squeeze with one hand and gave it a further wipe with the other just to make sure and I saw PJ shudder with excitement as she did this.
I then had Sheila do routine BP, heart rate and temperature while he was completely naked. She had him standing for this, which is quite irregular but it meant his cock was inches from her mouth throughout. She would nonchalantly grip him and wipe his dribbling tip after every procedure and they were both loving it.
I spoke over their actions;
"Any improvement since our last appointment?"
"Not really, I still can't come very easily. I get erections but no end product. I just can't orgasm. It's a bit embarrassing"
"How has the abstinence been? Hard?"
"Not really, I've been busy"
