Get a Call later in the Week

You go home and jerk off as much as you can take it, your cock isn't the problem its your arms, they are constantly tired and with no girlfriend to help you out its hard, but you crack on with it. By Tuesday you've used a whole box of tissues.

Tuesday afternoon you get a call so you answer it. "Hello."

"Yes hello is that John." A familiar voice asks.

"Yes speaking." You reply.

"Ahh good its Dr. Valentine, how is everything going?" She asks.

"Umm. . .Yeah not too bad thanks." You say.

"Is there any pain?" She asks.

"Yeah a little, but not with my coc. . . .penis, its my arms, all this jerking off is killing my arms." You confess.

"Ahh yes I was afraid of this. I was wondering if you can come and see me tomorrow, 9am?" She asks.

"Ummm. . . . . . .sure." You say.

"Great see you tomorrow." She says.

"Bye." You say, you get hard talking to her and quickly jerk off thinking of her tits. You get up early to have a shower and head over to see Dr. Valentine. You wait in reception and bang on 9am you walk in. Dr Valentine is wearing a tight black leather pencil skirt, with a white blouse with a few buttons undone so you could see her cleavage. She also has a lab coat on.

You sit down as Dr. Valentine closes the door. "Nice to see you again John." You watch her as her outfit has given you a hard on. "So John I think I have got a solution for you problem." She begins