Dr James Kirkham warmly greeted his old mentor, Dr Helliwell. They were having a moment or two together in James’ gentleman's club while their wives caught up with tea and cake.
Although older, Dr Albert Helliwell still cut a fine figure of a man. They spent some time discussing various members of the town in Yorkshire where they had first met.
“And how is our young Sally?” smiled James as he thought of their erstwhile assistant.
Young Sally Harper had been the maid to Dr Helliwell’s bride, the former Mrs Abigail Simmonds. Dr Kirkham had discovered that young Sally had a remarkable talent. After experiencing it for himself, with the hardest stiff sinew and climax he had ever experienced, they had decided to put young Sally to work in their surgery. Officially, she kept the place clean and orderly, sorted out their haphazard filing, and tracked their appointments. Unofficially, she provided an effective treatment for the male patients of the clinic. Primarily those who are having difficulty keeping their flagpole up. They soon found that Young Sally could raise even the most reluctant or aged flag with her wonderful mouth and slender, explorative fingers. Most patients claimed that they had never been so hard in years.
Sally, of course, could not always be on hand to provide this service when necessary. So, she often worked alongside the two doctors in training wives to replicate her talents. An excellent example of this was Colonel Tennant. He was a widower who had recently remarried a younger woman. He had come to see Dr Helliwell seeking advice as he had not always been able to rise to the occasion. Dr Helliwell had advised him to cut down on his nightly drinking. That had not been received with good grace by the Colonel.
Dr Helliwell had redeemed himself by bringing young Sally into the consultation. She had murmured kind things to the Colonel about how handsome and distinguished he was with his military bearing. She had then dropped to her knees and, much to the Colonel’s surprise, taken his shaft into her warm and willing mouth. Slipping her hands underneath his britches, she squeezed his buttocks before her finger sought out his hidden treasure, which had not been explored since he was a much younger man in the army and feeling somewhat desperate for relief.
“Oh, my dear girl,” cried the Colonel as his hardened staff erupted into her willing mouth. “It is many a moon since I was as hard as that. I felt like an adolescent lad again.”
“Thank you, Colonel,” smiled Sally demurely.
“Now, Colonel, I suggest I send young Sally here along with our Dr Kirkham to train you and your wife in these techniques. Your wife would then be able to administer treatment to you whenever needed.”
The colonel began to bluster. “I could not expect my Adelaide to do such things.”
“If she is willing, you can have every expectation, Colonel.”
Unconvinced, the Colonel reluctantly agreed. The Colonel had decided to let Dr Kirkham describe the techniques needed for his new bride. He was a far braver man on the battlefield than in the boudoir, it transpired.
Mrs Adelaide Tennant was a slight, gentle lady who was obviously very much in love with her older husband. She listened politely with her ever-widening eyes as Dr Kirkham explained the treatment necessary to help her husband perform in their private moments in the way that they would both like.
“I am sorry, my dear. I knew that this was a mistake.”
“Not at all, my love. It sounds most intriguing. How am I to be trained in this technique?”
“Well, Mrs Tennant. I would suggest that Sally here would demonstrate on your husband, and then, with his permission, you could initially practice on me whilst I instruct.”
The Colonel, anxious not to appear too keen to experience Sally's delights again, stayed silent before nodding.
Adelaide simply stated, “Perhaps we should retire to the boudoir.”
Sally smiled and, much to Adelaide’s confusion, said, “I shall fetch the butter.”
As the foursome disrobed, the older Colonel displayed his battle-worn, hard-hewn body; young Sally could see why Adelaide was keen to have him please her. She moved slowly towards him and dropped to her knees. Adelaide herself found herself strangely aroused as she watched this pretty young woman take her husband’s manhood into her mouth. Although her husband had been happy to pleasure her with his mouth, she had no idea that she could reciprocate. Adelaide had never considered that such a thing was possible. She so hated dealing with her disappointment and her husband’s frustration when his equipment was not ready to enter her.
