All the way home, the effects of Nurse Nancy's talented fingers kept me on the edge of satisfied and wanting more. But I knew that I had a date with the Martins in five days, and I should save my fire power for them.
As agreed, Nancy visited the Martin's home in the middle of the week to see if there were any issues or questions. After the visit, she was kind enough to call me and go over the results.
Apparently, Mr. Martin was having doubts. He asked the nurse if the same results could be attained by using an artificial penis, one large enough to match mine.
Nurse Nancy answered, "Yes, that is your choice, but the outcome will not be equal to what Mr. Jones will bring to the situation." At his puzzled look, Nancy further explained, "Marital aids can be a part of a healthy sexual relationship, but they are just inanimate tools to produce physical results."
Mrs. Martin, or I should say Jane, smiled.
Nurse Nancy continued, "For women, a satisfying sexual encounter is more than just physical. For instance, just knowing that her body and beauty can stimulate a man like Mr. Jones to produce such a large erection is a psychological benefit for her. There is a major mental component to seeing a man react to a woman's body, watching him perform for her."
Jane was nodding.
"After your last visit to our office, Mr. Jones admitted to the doctor and me that he had never been so aroused," the nurse said as she looked at Mrs. Martin. "Just think of the enjoyment Mrs. Martin will experience that cannot be duplicated with a toy."
Mr. Martin said, "I see your point, but I was just...."
"It's perfectly normal for a couple or for a husband to be unsure about something like this," Nurse Nancy said. She reached over the table and took Mr. Martin's hand, "You needn't be concerned. This is only an entertainment for you and your wife. If anything, this should strengthen your mutual trust and pleasure."
Mr. Martin's shoulders slumped, "I guess you're right." He looked at his wife, "Do you want to ask your question?"
Jane was shy and it took a moment for her to ask the nurse, "I'm worried that it won't work."
"Won't work?" Nurse Nancy asked.
"Well, you know, he is so big," the petite wife said.
"Oh," replied Nancy, "That is a perfectly normal concern. Let's talk about that."
"Mr. Jones will only do what you ask of him. He will not do anything uncomfortable for you. When the time comes, he will be sure that you and he are lubricated sufficiently and then he will proceed carefully as his penis enters you."
Jane was reacting to this language. Nancy sensed her arousal, so she continued.
"A thick and long penis, or cock, or dick, or whatever you call it, can enter just about any vagina, or pussy with enough care and patience."
Use of the vulgar terms seemed to make the Martins squirm. He, with worry. Her, with desire.
"Nature provides a woman with the ability to stretch to accommodate even the biggest cock." Nurse Nancy was now driving the conversation in a way that made Mr. Martin feel threatened but that thrilled Mrs. Martin.
"Your situation is exactly why we started this service for our patients and why we offer a range of penis sizes for you to choose from." Nancy added, "You chose our largest male for this service, and I'm quite sure he will be able to penetrate you fully."
Poor Mr. Martin was suffering this graphic discussion about me fucking his wife, and Nurse Nancy felt sure that Mrs. Martin was aching for my cock right then and there.
Nancy added, "Speaking of penetration, Dr. Teasewood wants you both to sign an added paragraph to our standard agreement called the 'Penetration Clause.' By signing, you specifically allow Mr. Jones to penetrate Mrs. Martin."
Dr. Teasewood told me later that the penetration clause was not really necessary, but he wanted focus the Martins' attention on the fact the penetration aspect, just to be sure there could be no debate later about the nature of the encounter. This would draw the husband's attention to the fact that his wife will be fucked.
After Nancy reported all this to me, I could hardly restrain myself. But like a good service provider, I let my cock alone for the next few days. I walked around with a near boner and almost a constant light flow of cum soaking my boxers. I could only imagine how the Martins were passing the time.
On the night of the appointment, I dressed in a suit and tie for the occasion and drove to the address provided by Dr. Teasewood.
Mr. Martin greeted me at her door, "I'm Jeff, please come in."
One in their living room, Jeff told me, "My wife is upstairs. She should be done soon."
I nodded, "Thank you," I said, "It's an honor to be invited into your home to do this for you." I looked into his eyes, knowing that his eyes would soon be watching me fuck his wife. "I hope you will be satisfied."
Jeff sighed and spoke softly, "I guess we need to do this."
I felt for him. The poor guy was incapable of adequately servicing his own wife, and here I was, a stranger with a big dick, invited into his home for the purpose of fucking his wife in front of him. My sympathy for his predicament only added to my desire to fuck his wife.
"Would you like to be in charge?" I asked him.
"What do you mean?" Jeff asked.
"Why don't you tell us what to do?" I explained. "That way you'll sort of be in control. After all, your wife surely wouldn't do this without your approval. It might make her more comfortable, too."
While Jeff was thinking about it, I added, "I won't do anything until you tell me."
He was about to speak, but I interrupted, "I'm eager to penetrate your wife, and you saw her holding my penis. She's eager, too, I think. But I won't put my dick into her pussy until you tell me to."
My suggestion and my frank language made Jeff start to quiver a little.
"Jeff," I said, "I won't fuck your wife until you tell me to."
Just then we heard Jane on the stairway. I nodded to her husband, and he nodded back.
"Dear, look you dropped in," Jeff told his wife with a laugh.
She wore a form fitting dress with stockings and heels. Her slim figure was just what I had been thinking about all week. My cock had been puffy all day and nearly erect as I drove over. Talking with Jeff made it grow larger and large. Now, Jane could clearly see the big bulge in my pant leg and knew that she was the cause of making such a big cock get stony hard.
At the bottom of the stairs, I took her hand and greeted her. "I'm so glad to see you again," I said, "I've been thinking about you all week."
Mrs. Martin returned the sentiment, "We've been thinking about you, too."
Jeff said, "Speaking of that meeting, why don't we repeat that scene?" He led his wife to a chair.
