Mr. Martin didn't answer my question as we both watched his wife continue to hold my cock. But I could sense the panic in his voice when he finally said, "I don't know. Maybe my wife and I should talk about this more."
Mrs. Martin had a satisfied look on her face as she rolled my dick from one of her hands to the other. Perhaps she was surprised at how comfortable she felt handling another man's large cock while her husband watched.
Dr. Teasewood and nurse Nancy lent credibility and professionalism to a scene that normally only plays out in hotel rooms and private homes.
"You certainly can discuss it further, Mr. and Mrs. Martin, if you wish," the doctor said. "Or you can go ahead and plan a date. In fact, let me suggest that you set a date for the service, and our nurse, Nancy, will visit your in your home before to go over any further questions or concerns."
Mrs. Martin, obviously eager, turned to her husband while gripping my cock with on hand, "That sounds like a good idea, honey."
Poor Mr. Martin could only look downhearted and reply, "Okay doctor." His wife suggested the coming weekend.
"Perfect," said the doctor, "Do you want Mr. Jones to arrive about eight o'clock?" All parties agreed, and Dr. Teasewood added the date and time to the bottom of the agreement that the Martins had signed.
The formality and professionalism of this transaction only added to my excitement. My erection was more stout and solid than I can ever remember. With reluctance, Mrs. Martin removed her hand and left me in an embarrassing state of arousal.
Mr. Martin took his wife by her arm as they walked to the door. Nurse Nance told them, "I'll call you soon about visiting your home." They nodded as the wife and downtrodden husband walked slowly to the door. Imagining what he was thinking only increased my excited state. A long slow drip of cum caught the eyes of Dr. Teasewood and nurse Nancy.
If I had been alone, I would have stroked myself to a thunderous climax, but in the presence of the doctor and nurse and in a professional setting, I regarded the display of my cock to Mr. and Mrs. Jones as a service, no as a time to jerk off as if I were alone. With difficulty, I resisted the urge to touch my cock and nurse it to a big sendoff.