It seemed like the door had barely closed when there was a light knock. Liz turned to open it as I lay on the table reveling in the first real erection I had in over two years.
"May I?" asked Kaitlin, the nurse practitioner.
Liz smiled and said, "Of course," allowing Kaitlin to enter the room.
"Oh good, you're not dressed yet," Kailin smiled as she observed my state. "Jennie had said that the medication seemed to work well and I just wanted to check up on that."
Liz beamed. "I think it's wonderful," she said stepping next to me on the table.
I felt completely different than I had earlier trying to hide a smile as I lay there fully erect, as opposed to my flaccid state when Kaitlin had done my initial exam. I could swear there was a little grin on her face as well, but was probably just imagining that.
Kaitlin opened the cabinet and pulled out a couple gloves. I looked at Liz, and she winked at me, giving my still bare thigh a little pat. She really seemed to like that Kaitlin was getting to see me hard.
"And how are you feeling, Mr. Harrison? Pleased with the results?" she asked as she came to the table opposite of Liz.
"Surprised, but yeah, pleased too." I admitted.
"May I.do a quick exam?"
"Yes, please," answered Liz before I could say anything. This was more than a little surprising. Liz had never given me any inkling that she had wanted another woman seeing me in this state, let alone touching me - my cock - when it was hard as I was now.
Kaitlin wrapped her now gloved hand around my shaft and squeezed firmly, Then moved the palm over the end of my penis and pressed against the length. "Hmm, quite firm. I think you'll have no issue with intercourse with the injections," she observed.
"I'm sure we won't," agreed my wife with enthusiasm. "Now he can get off those pills."
"Oh no," Kaitlin cut in, "we want him to stay on the daily dosage, and we'll be adding a 20 milligram dose to be taken when you anticipate sexual intercourse as well."
"But, I thought..."
"The injections help get this nice erection," Kaitlin said, running two finger up and down my shaft, "but this beautiful flaired head is from blood flow, not muscles" As she said this, she circled the head of my full cock with her fingers. "The two work in tandem. You want the blood flow to the head so you get this amazing swell."
"I didn't realize," Liz said softly, her fingers joining Kaitlin's on my cock. "I do like that big head popping into me," she added almost wistfully. I looked to see them smiling at each other, both hands still on me.
"It is such a wonderful feeling, isn't it?' the nurse asked knowingly.
Liz nodded. Then she looked at me. "That daily dose is staying put, hon." I nodded in agreement.
"Any pain?" the nurse asked. I had to refocus, pain was the last thing I was feeling.
"No, none that I have noticed," I answered.
Kaitin lifted my cock and pointed it skyward. "No discomfort?"
"Nope."
"What about with pressure?" she asked. With that, she wrapped her hand firmly around my erect shaft and deliberately stroked me with a very tight grip for several strokes. Liz simply looked on, her mouth slightly open as Kaitlin worked my cock. On the third downward pull, Liz cupped my balls and lifted them, her hand touching Kailin's as she slid down my shaft.
I closed my eyes, sure I was in a dream and trying desperately to maintain my composure. I felt Kailin release her grip on my shaft, heard the gloves snap off her hands and the sound of them hitting the trash basket. Liz still held me, and I dared not open my eyes when another bare hand, who's I did not know, again wrapped around my shaft, gently stroked me twice more, then moved over Liz's hand, and both came up my shaft to the head and back down. It could have been seconds - or hours - that I lay still with my eyes shut.
When I opened them again, Liz was sitting in the chair next to me, and I was there on the exam table, uncovered, my cock still as hard as it had ever been.
"When you're ready to get dressed, we can leave." My wife said quietly.
I couldn't read the tone. I wondered if I had fallen asleep and dreamt the last few minutes, overwrought by the emotions of having gotten this amazing erection, fantasizing all that I thought had happened. Surely, Liz hadn't.... she would never let another woman... God, had I said anything out loud in this dream? Is that why she was so quiet?
"Babe, I, ah.."
"Put your pants on, Brian, we need to be going."
I quietly and quickly dressed, though I noted that I was still erect. Damn, they really meant it when they said this would last for sixty to ninety minutes.
I had no sooner pulled up my zipper than Liz said. "Let's go" as she swung open the door.
"Don't we have to check out?"
"Everything's taken care of. Can we please go?' it was said with emphasis, so I could only imagine what I had said in the midst of my erotic fantasy.
There were no words exchanged as we rode the elevator to the ground floor and walked across to the parking deck. The only place to park had been on the second floor and half way down the aisle. The elevator in the deck did not arrive quick enough for Liz, and she flung the door to the stairway open and began jogging up the steps, threw open the second floor door and marched toward our car with me trying to keep pace.
"Liz, whatever..."
"Brian, shut up and unlock the car."
I reached in and pressed the car button on my fob, then opened her door for her. She tossed her purse in and swung around toward me, grabbing my belt and pulling me toward her as she sank into the seat. "That was so fucking hot!" she growled, tugging at my zipper.
"Liz? What the hell?"
"I've never been so turned on," she looked at me with fire in her eyes. She nearly broke my belt getting it loose, and was opening my pants.
"Babe, we're in a garage."
"So," she laughed. She yanked down my shorts, releasing the erection that seemed to have not gone any softer.
"Anybody could come in here for their car at any time," I tried to reason with diminishing conviction.
