Herbert and Mel made great friends I am glad to say. Herbert and I loved Mel's massages that she gave me a couple of times a week. Herbert was the name my former wife called my tool. I guess the name stuck even after my wife had passed away. Mel never actually wanted Herbert up inside her love chute and I did not push her to do it either. I decided to wait until she asked and just be grateful for the loving she gave me. She loved my tool for what it was; a big, thick, cock. Bigger than any other she had seen. She spent ages sucking, rubbing, kissing and making me cum, building up her confidence in working a penis and overcoming being intimidated by the size of Hitler's helmet. I was overjoyed at the loving workouts she provided.
The type of care she provided was impressive. So I provided really positive feedback on the Kerridge Home bi-monthly Quality Control forms. As a result she was given a big pay rise for doing such a good job. I was pleased she was well rewarded for looking after my needs. Then one day several months after I had moved into the Home, Mel informed me that;
"I'm going on holiday with my girlfriends to Falaraki in the Mediterranean for two weeks. A girl's holiday of sun, sea and sex er-mm sorry! I mean't sand. I have managed to save up more money this year than previous years as I dropped Greg my ex boyfriend with his micro penis, a few months ago, because I got all the loving I needed from Herbert instead. I like him so much that I have enjoyed doing double shifts so I can spend more time holding him and cherishing his beauty and not having to pay for dates with jobless Greg any more. So this year I have much more money and I plan to go onto Australia, after Falaraki. Visiting Australia which is something I have always wanted to do."
"Wow that is fantastic news." I said. But sadly thinking "All the fun with Mel was too good to last."
"Well not for Herbert." Mel replied sadly. "I hope you don't mind but I expect I will be back here for Herbert in a couple of months."
I saw tears forming in her eyes as she bent forward to hug me while I was sat in my comfy wing back chair.
"Hey its Okay." I said. "You enjoy yourself. You only live once, so have a really good time. To be honest the climate in Australia is so much better than here, you would be mad coming back here for grey, windy, wet and cold days."
"And what about Herbert? I'm going to miss him so much! How will you cope without me Norman?" Mel said sadly.
"Hey now Mel, do not worry about me, I am an "Old Git", who might pop off any day soon! So do not hang around here because of me! I have had a full, fun life so make sure you do as well." I said. " You go and promise me that you will have fun and make the most of your time there while you are young and full of beans! " I said laughing. "And send me a postcard every now and then!"
Mel then said "Thank you." And then after a few moments had passed "Could I ask you a favour please? Its a delicate subject which I trust you will not blabber mouth to other residents."
"Of course! "I answered.
Mel began "Well I never mentioned it to you but my Mum's sister works here in the kitchens. In fact, I only got a job here at the Home as Aunty Dot put a kind word in for me."
"So Dorothy in the kitchen is your Aunty? Well I did not know that!" I replied.
"She always seems a bit grumpy to me" I said to Mel.
"Well that is part of the issue." Mel continued. "If I can explain to you what went on in her past it might help explain things. The story is old news to me, so do you mind if Herbert can come out to 'play' while I tell the story?"
Before I could answer I felt my tool exposed to cool air as she pulled him out of my pants and began to work his foreskin, stroke him, massage him and squeeze Herbert.
Mel began, "When she was a young woman Dot was engaged to a dude who was a bit wild. He drove lorries for work. He drank, smoked stuff, he was a bit crazy. They had been engaged for several years but no wedding date was planned. Randy was working in a Quarry driving rock up a narrow road with a big drop on one side and a solid rock face on the other. Showing off, one day, he tried to slide round a tight hairpin bend in a Dumper truck. He went over the edge and that was him gone."
Mel slid Herbert into her mouth and sucked away. A few minutes passed.
"Phew!" I said as she lifted her mouth off my helmet a few minutes later. "Sorry" Mel said "I could not resist it!"
"Now where was I?" she said. "Oh yes, Dot really loved that dude even though most of us could not see why. So she never did meet or love anyone else or move on emotionally after Randy. She still focuses on her fiancΓ©, who is long gone. She is now 42 years old, miserable and sad but she does have a good body albeit she is a bit heavy. She is also a virgin. She has never had sex."
"Blimey" I said as I thought about the grumpy woman in her forties with a massive chest, arse and thighs, complete with bingo wing arms! But then who knows a forty two year old virgin. That would be some cherry to pop. Although a cherry that old might have gone sour? Time will tell, I thought.
Mel carried on; "I hope you do not mind but chatting to my Mum I mentioned you. I described a nice, lovely, romantic single man."
"My mum asked if you could befriend Dot, soothe her a bit and perhaps pop her cherry and give her some orgasms which might dissipate her grumpy demeanour and mend her once and for all? Everyone in our family is fed up with her attitude and want nothing to do with her. It has gone on too long, so for her sake maybe you could fix her?" asked Mel.
"That is a big ask." I answered. " I can try but I am not making any promises. "
"Well you fixed me and my confidence." Said Mel. "But if you try I cant ask for any more than that." she said. As she finished jerking Herbert off and swallowing my white protein juices like a Smoothie as they fired out of Herbert's helmet.
Eventually after Mel had been gone a few days on her holiday, I approached Dorothy in the large kitchen's of the Care Home.
"Hello there!" I said to start the conversation. "I believe you are the Aunt of my Carer Mel, who has gone to Australia."
"So." Was Dot's reply.
"Miserable indeed." I thought to myself as I contemplated her answer. "Well I was hoping to keep in touch with Mel and I thought maybe I could do so via yourself?"
"What? An old fart like you wants to keep in touch with my 22 year old niece? Nah! You can piss off!" Dot replied.
"Well Mel and me are good friends." I replied "She has been looking after me everyday for months since I arrived here in fact. I'm like a Grand-dad to Mel." I said hoping that she didn't know about my intimacy with her niece.
"Nah, do one you loser" Dot said.
"Now look here!" I said. "I am being polite to you and you are behaving terribly to me. Stop being horrible or I will make you sorry!"
"Ah, whatever you dirty old git!" she scowled at me.