Let me in!, . . . I’ve seen it all before! . . . I bathed you enough times when you were a kid!” mom said, whilst still groaning.A few seconds lat...r, the door shuddered again and the handle rattled as mom relentlessly tried to get me to let her into the bathroom.It was then I had a thought, a thought so outrageous I couldn’t believe it myself. Here was mom in a right pickle, desperate for the toilet and here’s me with an opportunity to get or coerce mom, if you want to call it that, to be. Only one receiving bay, and a short set of stairs leading up to a door by the large garage door. At the foot of the stairs stood Donald.Donald walked up to the SUV as it came to the halt.Alice rolled down her window."Welcome, my Ladies," he said with a bow."Do we need to dress?" asked Alice."I don't think so. No deliveries this late in the day. My office is just a flight up from here." Great!" said Alice, shedding her silk top and skirt.The others piled out of the side sliding door. Donald fell. Let me try working from a different angle”. She changed the position of her hands with one of her fingers ending up applying pressure inside my rectum against my prostate gland. My dick throbbed more and began to excrete pre-cum through the material of my boxers. When she saw that, Sherry calmly and professionally said, “You seem to have developed a new problem that I would enjoy taking care of for you”. Playing a game with her, I asked my Nurse Practitioner Sherry how she might be able to take. There are other things I’m better at...”“Such as?” She looked at me suggestively, despite shyly keeping her shoulders below the water.“Well, why don’t you hop up on the edge of the pool and I could show you my muff-diving skills?”Now, she didn’t actually have any muff – who does these days? - but I still thought it a bit witty.Abby didn’t laugh and didn’t get up on the edge of the pool, either. She dragged me in for a kiss, and then whispered in my ear, “I just want you inside me.”I must have.