Who's Next? 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Who's next for 'Treatment Room 13'?

Who's Next?

Jacob was sat in one of the many waiting rooms in The Sacred Heart Medical
Health Centre, ready for his name to be called out and to go in through the
door at the far end for his appointment. But the only thing was that Jacob
didn't really know why he was here and what appointment he was going for. But
Abigail, the woman who was sat next to him and was quietly flicking through
one of the many waiting room magazines, had insisted he attended 'his'
appointment!

So, Jacob had come along, he didn't ask any questions, he'd learnt that it
didn't get him anywhere with the woman, so he did as he was told! He looked
around the room, there were four other people there waiting, they had been
there when he and Abigail had arrived and looked as if they were two couples.
A tall looking, strong, black man and his 'wife?' then there was the other
couple a shorter, broader, white man and his 'wife, girlfriend' maybe. Well
Jacob could only guess and he certainly wasn't going to ask.

This was the first time that he'd been here in The Sacred Heart Medical Health
Centre, it was a one of those part public, part private medical centre's that
seem to pop up here and there. The kind of place where you could be referred
to, to get the 'normal' cheap and cheerful medical services, or if you paid,
well then you got a better class of service. All dependant on how much you
paid, of course! But there was also 'something' else about this place,
something that Jacob noticed as soon as he and Abigail had arrived,
'something' he couldn't quite put his finger on!

But it wasn't that bad a place, it did all the minor operations, such as
eye's, ear's nose, that sort of thing. It had its own dental practice and also
did some of those life style services, diet, exercise consultancy, phycology
services all that 'mind & body' stuff. If you had a problem, here at The
Sacred Heart Medical Health Centre they could fix you up, at a price, but they
always did their best to sort you out, one way or another!

As the medical centre was located near to the centre of the City, Abigail had
parked in a convenient and close by large carpark, that was located in front
of a couple of old almost derelict looking buildings. Jacob had seen a sign on
the smaller building saying 'Terry's Gym and wondered to himself what sort of
gym would set up in such a rough looking place. His attention was soon caught
by a couple of women, a tall black woman and an older looking woman in a
raincoat walking across the carpark towards ... ... At that point his name had
been called out and he'd realised that Abigail had walked off without him and
was now calling him to catch up, 'better do as he's told!'

So, after a short walk it was then into The Sacred Heart Medical Health
Centre, it was a modern, impressive looking building. Abigail knew where she
was going straight away, so Jacob just followed on, up onto the 3rd floor,
turn left out the lift, down this and then that passageway and into the room
at the end of the corridor. Jacob tried to catch a look at the sign by the
door, to try and get an idea about why he was here, but all it said was
'Treatment Room 13.' That wasn't much help to him so he'd just have to sit
there and wait.

They'd been there a short while, when gain Jacob leant over and looked at the
array of magazine scatter on the table closes to him. Just then there was a
crackle from the large box on the wall and "Kingston appointment, your next!"
Jacob looked around at the others in the room and the tall black man looked
over to his wife, they got up and header towards the far door, with the words
'Treatment Room' on it. The woman knocked and went in first and was followed
by her husband.

Well that was two down, Jacob thought, hopefully wouldn't have to wait too
long now for his appointment, whatever his appointment was for!

Into the treatment room went Darcy Kingston, followed by her husband Ainsley,
inside it was a largish room, there was some medical looking cupboards along
one wall, full of 'medical stuff!' Then one of those examination screens next
to a sink followed by an examination table across the far wall. Moving around
on the next wall was a leather sofa and a leather chair. It looked as if was
used for one of those 'sit down here and tell me all your worries' sort of
thing! Which made the man smile as he had no worries, that he would talk
about!

Just past the couch was a swivel chair, a desk with a computer on it and a
'patients' chair, all pushed against the wall, the examination rooms obvious
work station. Dotted around the room where various charts and medical body
diagrams. It all looked quiet professional and what you would expect in a room
like this. That was all fine and good, but Ainsley still wasn't sure what this
was all about, what was wrong with his wife. Why had she brought him here?
Darcy had told him that morning that she had manged to get an appointment here
at the health centre, but not told the man what was wrong with her! It was all
a bit of a mystery, even if she'd said there was nothing to worry about at the
moment, that was a bit of a strange thing to say, and that it would all be
explained by the nurse.

But Ainsley had taken some comfort in the fact that they were only seeing a
nurse so it couldn't be that serious, could it. If it was they'd be seeing a
doctor! It was now that the man noticed for behind the screens a figure
appeared, it was the nurse! Ainsley's eye widened as the 'nurse' walked
towards the desk and was at the same time reading a set of notes in her hand.
'My God!' The man felt his jaw drop slightly as he took in the woman, this
nurse and how she looked!

She was an older woman, defiantly a woman of maturity and in her 40's, late
40's minimum, maybe a bit older, even a bit more older, who knows. She had
bold, full fair hair, the type that was almost puffed out, with a curl to it
and almost down to her shoulders. She had a mature face, some lines around her
eyes and the corners of her mouth, but it looked good on her, very good. There
was also a pair of large black rimmed glasses, that just added an extra wow
factor, an extra 'you're a true Milf' factor. It was of course something that
the man liked a lot, the look of this woman.

It was that kind of mature Milf look, it was the attractive older look, the
look of a woman of experience, a woman who knew what she wanted. A woman who
could have her man, anytime she wanted and then she'd spit him out at the end,
that was the kind of a look she had!

She was also quite a tall woman, not as tall as Ainsley, but tall enough and
was dressed in her nurse's outfit. Well a sort of nurse's outfit, the way she
was wearing it, it looked more like one of those outfits from a sexy dressing
up shop! There was a pair of high heeled shoes, then fishnet stocking hugging
her long fine and shapely legs. The top of the stocking could be just seen as
her 'uniform was a bit on the short side. It was one of those dark blue, all
in one, nurse's uniforms, but is was short, the uniform had short sleeves and
it appeared that most of the buttons that went up the front, were undone!

The uniform showed off her great fit body, and it was so good for an older
woman, the long smooth legs, her firm round arse. There was one of those white
belts around her trim waist and then her protruding sturdy looking breasts.
Those unfastened buttons meant that there was plenty of cleavage on show and
there was a hint of her lacy pale coloured bra also for the eye to see. All
this was topped off, literally with one of those paper white nurses hats on
top of her pretty, even gorgeous head. A right sexy, Milf of a nurse in all
her glory!

The nurse carried on walking over to the desk, when she got there she placed
the file in her hand down as she'd read all that she needed to for now. Now
she turned and looked at the couple for the first time, that had come into her
examination room. Ainsley was now staring right into her face, she did look
good, fit, sexy and yes mature. He quickly pulled himself together, closed his
mouth and now his mind came back to 'why are we here?' The nurse looked form
the husband to the wife and back again, then introduced herself "I'm Matron
Maggie and I'll be conducting your medical procedure, Mr ... ... " Her eyes
flicked back to the file on her desk "Arh, Mr Kingston isn't it!"

Ainsley was confused "sorry your carrying out a procedure on me? We're here
for my wife, aren't we?" The man looked from the nurse, from the Matron, to
his wife Darcy for some kind of clarification about all this. But all he got
was one of 'those looks' from his wife as she now moved across the room and
towards the desk where Matron Maggie was stood. That look he got from Darcy
was one the man knew all too well, it was his wife's 'You! Mr 'Bloody'
Kingston!'

Yes, it was that look, and somehow, he knew he was in trouble but didn't know
why. His mind raced around but still couldn't think of anything that his wife
would know. That he hoped she wouldn't know, that would deserve 'that look',
so what was going on?

Darcy sat herself down in the 'patients' chair next to the desk, the tall
black woman had a certain air about her as if she was 'unhappy' not upset,
just 'pissed off' unhappy. All of this was still very confusing for Ainsley,
"will someone please tell me what's going on, if you're not ill Darcy, why are
we here?" "Treatment for you bad condition Mr Kingston." "What condition?"
Still confused the man started to move towards the desk, to where his wife was
sat but was stopped in his tracks by the next words that Matron Maggie spoke.
"It seems you have an infliction of the eye, what we call here 'wondering
eye'. You like to look of a pretty girl don't you Mr Kingston!"

Ainsley was still now, stopped dead in his tracks, he'd heard what the Matron
had said and hoped there was some kind of mistake here, but there wasn't.
"Your file here tells me you like to look at the women, the girls, you look at
them even when you're out with your wife, you still stare at the woman, trying
to seduce them with your looks, your smile, your charm all the time in front
of your wife!" It was true that the man did have a 'wondering eye' he liked
women, and if they dressed up, looked good they should be looked at. What was
wrong with that!

Matron Maggie took a few steps away from her desk and closer to the man as he
now tried to splatter out some kind of excuse, he looked from the Matron to
his wife, back to the woman coming closer and again back to Darcy. He was
going on about something like "OK I look but what's that got to do with
anything and why is it in a file. What's going on ... ... " SMACK! Before he
could finish his defence, he'd been hit, obviously by the 'caring' female
nurse, by Matron Maggie.

The Matron's arm, fist had come around and went straight into the man's face,
she struck him hard, making his legs wobble a bit as he'd been taken
completely by surprise. But it was also a well-aimed punch, straight into his
eye "there sir that's the first part of your wondering eye treatment!"
Ainsley's hands came up immediately to where he'd been struck, holding the eye
that had been hit and wondering what the hell just happened to him. But he
need not worry, Matron Maggie had a lot of experience in dealing with
'wandering eye' and knew how to treat it, THUD! OOOUUUHH!

He didn't see it but the Matron now drove her other fist into his gut, winding
the man, driving the air out of his body, making his unsteady legs give way
and sending him down onto one knee. The tall black man was blind to that fist
that drove into his body and put him down. He'd not seen it but boy had he
felt it, now he just cough and spluttered as he tried to gasp for breath. This
pause in his treatment allowed Matron Maggie to return to her desk retrieve
his file in one hand and read out aloud a few points. As she spoke she walked
back to her patient!

"Noticed on numerous occasion when out with wife that the patient shows signs
of looking at as many females that pass by as he can." WHACK! The Matron's
free fist went forwards, her body twisted as it was aimed downwards towards
the knelt man and straight into his uninjured eye. The man cried out again as
this time his upper body jolted and he fell down, a hand instinctively went
out and that just about saved him from fall all the way down onto the
treatment room floor

Matron Maggie carried on, "you even took one of the women from your work out
for a coffee didn't you, more than just 'wondering eyes' I think here. There
was something else leading you astray wasn't there? Sounds like you're also
suffering for a bit of 'excitable cock', but I can deal with that as well!"
Ainsley was hurt and realised that his wife had somehow found about his
attempt to work his way in with one of the girls from work. Again, he tried to
explain, to defend himself, "but I swear nothing happened it was just a coffee
and ... ... " WHACK! OOOOUUUUWWWW!

Matron Maggie's leg shot out, the point of her shoe struck, very firmly, very
sharply straight on target, and into the man's groin as he was trying to hold
himself up off the floor. The stinging blow sent an electric shock through his
body, that shock him hard, the arm that was holding him up gave way and
Ainsley dropped down to the floor, one hand holding his most recent hurt eye
the other his throbbing balls!

Matron Maggie turned around form the hurt man on the floor to his wife, she
handed her the file to look through and returned back to the husband with the
double infliction of 'wondering eye and excitable cock!' It was quite common
for cases of 'wondering eye' to develop into 'excitable cock', but Matron
always had a suitable cure! "Now then Mr Kingston, as you've had some of your
'wondering eye' treatment ... ... " The mature female, the woman with the
looks and the attituded, the Matron with a nasty, vicious streak, she now
carried on with her treatment. The woman reached down grabbed Mr Kingston with
one hand and dragged him partially upwards so he was looking up at her through
those now bruised eyes of his. " ... ... we really should move onto your
'excitable cock' treatment, shouldn't we ... ... "" WHACK! SMACK! THUD!
ARRRRHHHH!

The Milf medical specialist, that angle of mercy, the woman with the caring
touch now battered the tall black man. Her free fist rained down on his, into
his face, so that he would now carry the marks and find it that more difficult
for his eyes to focus on other women! The older matron beat the knelt tall
black man back down to the ground, driving her fists into his face and body,
making sure that he took his medicine, making sure that he was leaning from
the 'bitter pill' she was administering.

Ainsley tried to put his arms up around his head, his face, to deflect the
woman's blows and punches but that wasn't going to work. Matron Maggie grabbed
a wrist, pinched it just right, twisted it out the way OOWWWHHH! Making a gap
for her free first to hammer home and deliver the medicine this man badly
needed! Then once that course of treatment was done the Milf Matron one more
reached down took hold of the hurt man and wrenched him up off the floor. He
went to try and protest, but only managed a weak cough and splutter, she
showed her strength as the man was almost pulled fully back up onto his feet,
but not quite. But still he was up high enough for the woman to give him his
next course of treatment, for his 'excitable cock' WHACK! OOHHH! THUD!
UUUHHHH! CRUNCH! ARRRHHHH!

Driving stocking covered knees went up into his groin, with his wandering eye
dealt with it was now a course of treatment for his excitable cock that was
required. The Matron pounded his tender area with knee after knee as she
carried on demonstrating her strength by holding the man up. She pummelled his
pride and joy until the treatment was fully administered into the man, Ainsley
now realised he 'must' take more care when it came to 'wandering eye' and
'excitable cock'. He wouldn't be suffering from those disorders again, not if
the treatment for it was this bad!

Matron Maggie, drove her knee up for the last time CRUNCH! OOOUUUWWW! She let
go of the man and allowed him to drop back down onto the treatment room floor.
He lay there a shaking, quivering, broken man, now the Matron stepped over him
and made her way back to her desk and where his wife Darcy was still sat and
still watching. She was pleased with the treatment and it had all looked as if
it had all gone well and been 'successful!' "You can get back up now!"
Matron's voice was quite firm, commanding, as she informed him that his
treatment was over. Turning back to her desk the Matron picked up her
prescription pad and wrote out a note and handed it to Darcy. "take this down
to the room on the ground floor marked 'special dispensary', there you can
take your choice of any of the boys that we have available today." Ainsley
wasn't sure 'did she say 'boy's!'

Darcy looked at the prescription 'Mrs Kingston, 1 x Boy to relive the stress
of her husband's recent bad behaviour, P.S. make sure it's one of our very
good ones!' The Matron carried on, "It's all part of our recovery programme,
for certain clientele, call it a 'little pick me up'! Get you back on your
feet, or on your back, after your husband's recent bad condition!"

Darcy grinned at the thought of a choice of any of the lads on offer, Matron
turned back to the husband on the floor who was slowly starting to pull
himself together after his 'treatment.' "I'm sure that Mr Kingston here wont
object to his wife having a bit of ... ... 'pick me up' especially as he's
been so 'ill' lately and neglected his wife's needs!" What could Ainsley say,
he'd been caught out and now it was his wife who was getting the reward for
his misdemeanours! But as he pushed himself up off the treatment room floor
and looked into the face of Matron Maggie. Looking into her cold eyes and
'that' smirk on her face, he knew that he'd best just shut up and let his wife
have her 'little pick me up', as he'd had enough 'treatment' for today to try
and argue with this woman!

A couple of minutes later and Darcy was walking out of the treatment room and
through the waiting room, followed by her hurt looking husband Ainsley. Jacob
looked up for the boring magazine he was reading and saw the attractive black
woman walk past waving a green piece of paper in her hand. Behind her limped
the tall black man who looked as if he'd been in a fight rather than receiving
some 'treatment!' 'What had happened there?'

As the couple that had just come out of Treatment Room 13 now left the waiting
room, there was a crackle from the large box on the wall and "Evans
appointment, your next!" Jacob looked over to the other couple that were there
who now got up and headed towards the treatment room door. Jacob was relieved
that there was no one else in front now, Abigail throws down her magazine onto
the table and now turned to her phone to past the time before they were called
in for their appointment.

As Nick Evans and his fiancee Monica, walked into the treatment room Matron
Maggie was flicking through the file of her next patient. She turned to see
the man and woman come in and now stood up, as she turned the eyes of Nick,
the man in his mid to late 20's widened "Wow! She's the nurse?" Unfortunately
for Nick he's also said that as well as thought it!

In the waiting room Jacob looked at his watch, the last appoint with the tall
black man and his wife hadn't taken that long, which was good and Jacob hoped
that the couple that had just gone in, wouldn't take long either. One thing
about this Sacred Heart Medical Health Centre, the staff here did seem to deal
with patients quickly!

Inside treatment room 13 and Nick was stood there not quite sure what was
going on, it was soon obvious that he wasn't here to support his girlfriend,
'sorry fiancee', as he'd though, after all it was his surname that was called
out, not hers? And now Monica was already sat down at the nurse's ... ...
'Sorry the Matron's' desk, he'd already been corrected about that when he'd
called her a nurse, and he'd been told off in no uncertain terms that she was
'Matron Maggie!' Matron Milf! That cheeky name went through his head, but dare
not say it out loud, even though he didn't know it she'd had her warm up
during her first appointment session and was now just in the right mood to
deal with any troublesome patient!

The man, Nick had demanded to know what was going on here and was making his
way across the room to where his fiancee was sat, when, WHACK! Matron Maggie's
clenched fist seemed to come out of nowhere, the woman that Nick had almost
ignored as he walked passed her had struck out and caught him hard across the
side of his face. The blow was strong, sharp, catching the man by surprise, he
certainly wasn't expecting to be treated in this way in a hospital! But this
is the Sacred Heart Medical Health Centre, and maybe they do things
differently here!

The man's leg's wobble a bit and he shook his head to clear it, but then he
was grabbed, two strong, mature female hands reached out and grip him by his
shirt. He then went heading towards Matron Milf and CRUNCH! OOOUUUWWW! A well
practice knee movement was delivered to the man, there was a loud gasp as
Nick's body tensed up, he froze and now the Matron had his full attention!

Matron Maggie now went about describing this particular patient's 'symptoms'
to him, just to make sure he knew why he was here! Which appeared to a chronic
case of 'lack of faithfulness!' Matron Maggie went through a number of
incident where Nick had not been fully faithful to his fiancee Monica. This
was also known as the 'indiscretion ailment', WHACK! OOOOWWWW! Still holding
him close to her Matron Milf's knee went back up into Nick's groin as she went
through the noted she'd read about his cases of 'indiscretion ailment', and
administered her treatment for each of these cases, CRUNCH! ARRRRHHHHH!

Down on the ground floor and Darcy was looking for the special dispensary,
with Ainsley following on, he'd recovered enough so that he was able to just
about keep up with his wife. But still the treatment that the Matron had given
him was having its effect. 'Arrh, there it is' the woman had found the
dispensary and entered through the door to claim, to collect her prescription!

THUD! OOOUUUHHH! "That's for the time you were with your fiancee's best
friend, her ex-best friend, remember at that party a couple of months ago,
when you and she went missing for twenty minutes, or was it just ten minutes?"
THUD! Another thundering upwards movement from Matron's knee into his groin,
UUUHHHHHH!

Elsewhere and in the special dispensary room, Darcy looked around, there was a
counter on the other side was a fit looking redhead nurse at a desk, who stood
up as the woman came up to the counter. Past her desk was a line of chairs and
sat on them was a line of cute looking young lads, all with a ready, willing
and waiting expressions on each of their sweet faces. Each lad, giving the
black woman their best and most inviting smile!

Upstairs in treatment room 13 and the Matron had administered a number more of
her very effective treatments. The Matron's knee had gone up and crushed his
ball a number of times as she went through all those incidents. The one with
the receptionist for his work, THUD! UUUUHHHH! The time he'd slipped out into
that alleyway with the girl from the bar when he was out with his mates,
CRUNCH! ARRRRHHHH! And one or two other times, by the time she'd finished
giving out her dose of treatment the man could hardly stand by himself and as
for his groin, it was mushed up a treat now!

Down in the special dispensary and the redhead nurse on duty there had called
all the good looking lads forward so the that lady with the prescription in
her hand could take her pick. The boys where all dressed in white hospital
orderly overalls, there was a dark haired boy, a blond boy, a tall boy, a shy
boy and all looked so yummy to the black woman. She could easily take them all
and just ... ... ! But her prescription was for just one, and it would be a
difficult choice to make!

THUD! OOOWWHHH! The Matron had finished with her knee treatment and now had
turned and thrown the man over and down to the floor of room number 13. Then
CRASH! She came down, dropped hard and fast onto Nick as he lay there hurt and
injured on the floor. She came down fast, hard, her knee pushed out so that it
went pounding into his chest as she fell down on him. The blow stopped his
whining as it forced the air out of his damaged body and made him judder and
gasp for breath. "Now then, lets discuss some lifestyle changes that will
prevent any recurrence of your condition, shall we?" The Milf Matron pushed
down with her knee into his chest, the man groaned as it hurt like hell. Then
Matron Maggie's hand reached out and grabbed Nick around his throat, she
gripped him hard and squeezed. "let me tell you how you're going to behave
from now on ... ... " ARRRUUUGGGHHH! Her knee pushed down even harder and her
hand gripped even tighter.

Back in the special dispensary and Darcy's tongue slipped out of the mouth of
the tallest of the lads she had to choose from. She stepped away and
disappointedly his hands slipped away and off of the woman slender waits. He'd
held her to him as they had kissed and the woman was grateful that the redhead
nurse had allowed her to small taster of each of the lads before she'd made
her choice.

Now Darcy moved down the line to the smaller but really cute shy looking lad,
if truth be known the black woman had probably made up her mind as soon as
she'd seen this one. But it was kind of fun to try them all out before she
cashed in her prescription. Ainsley was still stood at the back of the room,
he's breathing was now almost back to normally but even so his body hurt like
hell and he thought something might be broke. He should really go to a
hospital and get himself check over but he quickly throw that thought out his
head. Now he just stood there silently and humiliatingly as he watched his
wife kiss each of the young lads in turn, waiting for her to make her choice!

The black woman reached out grabbed onto the shy, cute boy and yanked him
sharply to her, her lips found his, her tongue wrapped itself around his and
the woman knew, this was the one for her! Up in the treatment room and Matron
Maggie's hand was still clenched around Nick's throat, tightly, and his face
was turning a dark shade of purple. But it would be over soon the Milf Matron
was almost through with her instructions as to his 'life style' changes. To
complete her little 'health talk', she had one last thing to say "I have one
last thing for you, a reminder of out talk!" And now she finished it all off
with ... ... THUD! ARRRRRRRHHHH!

As the Matron finished her last sentence her leg came back and up, she used
her hand around his throat to push the rest of her body up, lifting herself
off of him, up into the air. Then she came down, her knee shot forwards and
was hammered into Nick groin! It was a tremendous volley of a knee into the
man, one he'd not forget and one that would always be a reminder to him about
his visit to treatment room 13 and the 'life style' change talk that the
helpful Matron had with him!

Outside in the waiting room and Jacob jumped at the sound of a very high pitch
scream that came from inside treatment room 13, he quickly looked over to the
woman Abigail who seemed not to have noticed it as she was still scrolling
through her social media pages! He went back to his magazine and wondered
'what the hell is going on in there?'

In the special dispensary room Darcy breaks off her kiss with the shy cute lad
and says to herself 'this boy is fine!' With her decision made she takes the
boy's hand and makes her way towards the door. She flicks her husband,
Ainsley, a 'look', "you can stay at your Mother's tonight!" Her tone is firm,
forceful and for the man it was a bit like being talked to by the Matron
again! But whether it was a new respect for his wife or a fear of seeing the
Matron again, Ainsley just bowed his head slightly as if acknowledging his
wife's instructions to him. Just as the black woman was about to leave with
her shy, but cute little white boy the redhead nurse in charge of the
dispensary room spoke. "You do know that this ... ... prescription of yours,
doesn't have to be returned until after the weekend!"

Darcy stopped, looked at her choice of lad, smiled and turned back to her
husband, "you can stay at your Mother for the whole of the weekend, in fact
don't come back until Tuesday!" And then she left, with her boy in tow and her
husband felling dejected and humiliated shuffling behind them. Which just made
the redhead nurse smile even more, but now she had work to do to re-stock her
dispensary!

Back up in the waiting room and Jacob's head and eyes shot up as he heard the
door to the treatment room open. Again, he was quite shocked to see the couple
come out of the room, especially as the man, who looked so healthy when he
went inside was now being pushed out in a wheelchair by the woman he went in
with! 'What the hell is going on in there?' Jacob watched as the obvious hurt
man was wheeled away by a quite happy looking woman, again there was a green
piece of paper in her hand and Monica was very much looking forwards to
picking up her 'prescription!' After all, in his current state her fiancee
Nick wasn't going to be much use to her when it came to any kind of
'enjoyment!' So, a good, young, 'pick me up' was just what the doctor ... ...
or the Matron, had prescribed!

As Jacob watched the man being wheeled out the waiting room and was enjoying
the sight of the woman's round arse as she pushed him ... ... "Fenton
appointment, your next!" Jacob Fenton and Abigail Fenton both now got up and
made their way towards the door that lead into treatment room 13. At this
stage it was with some apprehension on Jacob's part that he stepped over that
threshold into the room, wondering just what was waiting for him inside!

Inside the room and Jacob looked around, it was just as he expected, which was
a bit of a relief as it did just look like any medical examination room, apart
from ... ... 'OH My God!' Jacob caught sight of Matron Maggie stood by her
desk, his jaw dropped, his eyes widened, his mouth went dry! She was a Milf
nurse and looked so ... ... Wow! Holding a file in her hand and now tuning her
head then peering over her glasses at him, Jacob fell a shiver, quite a nice
shiver, tingle all through his body!

Jacob looked on as the quite stunning, sexy older woman, the one dressed up as
a nurse, finished reading the file in her hand, tossed it down onto the desk,
placed one hand on her hip and turned to Abigail. "So, Mrs Fenton, this is
your Son Jacob then?"

As Abigail's young Son Jacob wondered what he was doing here and was
desperately trying not to get too excited about the sexy looking nurse. The
one that was now looking at him, staring at him in a way that, even at this
distance, he could feel her eyes burning deep into him! As this was going on,
down on the ground floor and Monica was wheeling her fiancee Nick towards the
special dispensary room to pick up her prescription, well after all this and
in his current state in the wheelchair Nick was hardly in a position to
satisfy Monica now was he. So, Matron Maggie had written out the woman a
prescription that would see her through this time where her man was
incapacitated in 'that area!'

Monica parked Nick outside the special dispensary room, applied the handbrake
and went inside to choose her 'pick me up' as Matron Maggie had called it.
Hopefully once she tried what was available and made her chose she would
remember to collect the wheelchair and her fiancee that she'd left outside in
the corridor!

Upstairs and the Mother looked up at the attractive Matron "he's got to that
age where he's starting to look at woman in 'that way'!" Jacob blushed, went
red as now his Mother and the Matron where both looked at him in a
disapproving manner 'Oh Crap!' Mrs Fenton carried on "he's being looking at
the woman next door ... ... " Jacob shuddered, he'd been caught, panic run
around inside his head 'Shit not next door, not Julie, Mrs King!' " ... ...
he's also had a number of looks at his Maths teacher at school Ms Smyth ...
... !" 'Double Crap, not Ms Smith, but she's got such a great figure!' " ...
... and he's been almost gawping at my Sister, his Aunt!" 'Fuck! been caught
drooling over Aunt Corrine! Can it get any worse?'

Matron Maggie shock her head "well it does sound like a case of 'lustful boy'
syndrome and there is only one cure for that!" 'What the hell was she talking
about?' Jacob's Mother stood up, "if he's going to start using his thing it's
best that he gets a full examination to make sure everything is working OK, I
don't want any disappointed woman out their saying that my Son can't hold his
end up!" The lad was confused 'what was his Mum saying? That he could ... ...
! With next door ... ... with his teacher ... ... With his Aunt!'

The confused Jacob tried to make sense of all this and as he struggled to work
it out his Mother was up on her feet and "so you'll carry out a 'full'
examination to see if my Son has it in him to turn his 'looks' into
'actions'!" PING! The sharp sound made the lad's head spin around and look
back at the sexy Milf Matron. She was holding one hand in the air, one arm up,
her hand and fingers where fully spread open as she'd just pulled one of those
blue latex gloves on, 'OH!' The lad wasn't sure where all this was going now,
not sure at all.

In the special dispensary room although the cute shy boy had been replaced
with a quiet sweet lad, Monic had gone for the taller boy, as she pulled away,
slowly but still allowed her tongue to linger in his mouth for a second after
her lips moved away, she knew he was the right one for her. This boy would do
quite nicely until her finacee was back up on his feet and ... ... well the
boy would probably do for a lot longer past that, and that made Monica smile
even more.

In treatment room 13 Matron Maggie with that stern look on her face turned to
Jacob's Mother and handed her a green prescription note, "here if you take
this downstairs to the dispensary, you know where it is, you can use this to
past the time while I carry out a full examination on your Son here!" Without
even looking at Jacob, Abigail, with a smirk now her face left the treatment
room and left her Son alone with the Matron!

"Right boy behind the screen and take your clothes off!" The older woman's
words where sharp, commanding and for some reason Jacob just jumped to it and
did what he was told! Strang the power an older woman, an attractive mature
woman, a Milf like her can have over a young lad, a boy like Jacob! He still
didn't know what was going to happened to him and with that glove on the
woman's hand he had a few disturbing thoughts about his examination!

By the time the lift had got Abigail down to the ground floor her Son was out
of his clothes and tenderly making his way out from behind the screens. "I
said take your clothes off, that means everything!" Jacob knew the Matron was
taking about his boxers, the boy knew he had to and embarrassed he looked down
to the floor and slowly pushed them down. PING! The sound of the second latex
glove being pulled on again filled the room! Jacob's head shot up at the sound
and felt another tingling shudder rush down his spine.

Matron Maggie pointed over to the leather sofa "your examination will take
place there." The naked and embarrassed boy made his way there, then turned
around and sat down, as he did so 'OH FUCK!' Matron Maggie now stood there in
front of him and her uniform had gone. In that brief moment she unclipped her
belt, undone those remaining buttons, and her uniform had dropped to the
floor. There she was stood in her black fishnet socking and a set of sexy,
lacy pale blue undies! 'OH, MY GOOD!'

The Milf was two, three times his age, but Jacob couldn't imagine a sexier
woman just now that the one stood there before him. Even with those latex
gloves on her hands, and now she just dropped down to her knees in front of
him as he sat there on the leather sofa!

Down on the ground floor and Abigail opened the door to the special dispensary
and walked inside. The redhead nurse smiled and got up to greet the new
arrival to her little department here at the medical centre. Abigail turned
around and locked the door behind her, as she worked here in the medical
centre as a private secretary she knew all about the 'special dispensary' and
she also knew the redhead nurse to, knew her very well!

In treatment room 13 Matron Maggie was knelt in front of young Jacob as he sat
on the leather sofa, out of nowhere the Milf produced a tub of 'lotion' and a
tube of 'cream'. The older woman looked at the cream, then the lotion and then
to the boy tool that was staring back at her. Now this woman had seen a lot of
naked men, old and young, during her time in the caring profession and in her
'social' life too, but his one here, this boy Jacob ... ... Well!

The boy tool she was looking at was showing signs of 'developing' and Jacob
was going red as he really didn't know what to do. "Just lay back there" she
told him as in one latex hand she squeezed a big squirt of lotion and then
with her other hand she scooped out a large dollop of cream. Her latex hands
reached out "don't worry boy, first I'm going to have to take a sample, to see
what you can produce, and then ... ... !" The Matrons hands came down on
Jacob's cock 'Oh Dear God!' Her cream covered hand slid up and down his
growing tool, with her lotion hand caressed all around his balls. Then her
hands crossed over and she started to really get to work on this boy tool,
working him to see the sample that the lad could produce for her!

In the special dispensary the four lads that where 'on duty' there where all
gawping at the redhead nurse and the new woman that had walked in. The women
where kissing passionately, almost as if they already knew each other! Once
their embrace had finished the redhead nurse turned and looked over at the
line of lads, then speaking to her friend "which one do you want to try
first?" Abigail just grinned, "I can't make up my mind, let's do them all at
the same time, should be fun!"

In the treatment room and Matron Maggie was giving young Jacob a thorough
examining with her hands, they were working him hard, really hard. The Milf
had climbed up onto the sofa and was almost straddling the lad in her
eagerness to work his tool. His body quivered with delight and he couldn't
stop himself from moving his hands up and around the woman and onto her great
arse. Which she didn't mind as he had a very fine touch. The woman,
enthusiastic about her 'job', was leaning forwards and pushing her lacy bar
and those large breasts into the lad's face. He was getting even more excited
as his mouth and tongue couldn't help but respond to her heaving breasts
banging into his face.

The woman with the caring touch reckoned she'd probably be getting her sample
in about 20 minutes or so, but somehow, she suspected this lad would go even
longer. There was something about Jacob, he was going to be very good, in her
hands! Jacob was truly enjoying the matron's examination of his tool, and knew
that when he was ready, which wouldn't be for a while yet that she would be
pleased with the results he produced! Matron's latex hands worked his cock and
balls and Jacob wondered when he did produce his sample where was it going to
go? The Matron didn't seem to have a receptacle handy for his sample, but the
lad was sure she would find 'somewhere' at he could deliver his sample!

Matron Maggie liked her treatment sessions with men, she got a good sense of
satisfaction dealing with and putting right all sorts of nasty male aliments.
But a boy examination, that was something she really liked and as she carried
on stroking, pounding, pulling, caressing, squeezing Jacob's tool she knew she
just loved being a nurse here at The Sacred Heart Medical Health Centre ...
... !