MICHELE'S NEW LIFE - CHAPTER 37 free porn video

CHAPTER 37: HELEN ASSISTS THE VET

Helen was doing great in school! We were of course very pleased that she became so committed to a career field and jumped in so fully. It was, however, also surprising that that field was veterinary medicine. And, yes, with her experience during high school, she didn’t have the grades for approaching a doctor’s degree but was instead pursuing a certificate in Veterinary Technology. We knew it couldn’t be just working with the dogs and occasionally helping Juli and Harry. We had heard about the Vet for the local ranches and farms and the one that Harry and Juli used and that Helen had assisted occasionally. We were surprised though that they had more of a relationship than what we assumed.

Helen’s school schedule had her at the school about three days a week for half days and other days for a couple of hours. She has always been very conscientious about her responsibilities at the kennel and around the house. Not that we wouldn’t cut her slack for any reason if she asked, she was just that devoted to carrying her load. But it did seem that her schedule was changing a bit and she was spending more time away from home. So I approached her about it. It was out of curiosity more than anything else.

I walked into the kennel and didn’t see Helen but I heard laughing coming from the fenced in area we used for recreation for the boarding dogs. I walked through the main room to the hallway for the kennel runs and found the door outside open. That explained why I was able to hear the noise outside. Helen was unsuccessfully trying to evade the two boarding dogs around the area. I stood in the doorway and watched. She would lean over to grab a rope toy and toss it to the side in an apparent attempt to divert one of the dogs. It worked for a moment but it must be much more fun chasing her because almost immediately they were both after her, again. She saw me and stopped where she was, that was her mistake. The dogs were still moving at nearly full speed. The collision sent her to the ground which to the dogs was just another opportunity and they were all over her. She was fending off eight legs, two whipping tails, two heads prodding her and two tongues licking whatever skin they could come into contact with. And these day Helen has plenty of skin showing with the standard short shorts and tank top.

I finally had mercy on her and stepped in, calling the dogs off and having them sit. They were panting hard with tongues hanging far out of their mouths. When Helen struggled to her feet and turned to me, she looked a sight. Those long, wet tongues didn’t seem to miss much of her face, neck and shoulders. I was shaking my head and she was still giggling. I stopped outside the restroom so she could wash her face and dry herself off. She was still all smiles as we entered the little area that was her office. She sat down on her chair behind the desk and I took another chair to the side. It wasn’t like she had established her territory and the office area was hers. We all just understood it, nobody defined it, but we just all came to the same realization without it ever being spoken.

“Honey, I have a question. I don’t want you to think I or we are being nosey. You have your right to other activities besides school and us. I have just noticed that your schedule has been fluctuating lately. Is everything okay? Having trouble in classes or anything?”

“Michele, never and I mean never worry about being nosey. You guys all care and to me that is a wonderful thing to have in my life. Even if you are nosey, I know your interest is in me. That is not to say I might not react defensively sometime even if I know better.”

“Well, that’s good to know. But you schedule?”

“Oh, I’ve just added some things. I wanted to try them out and see what each was about. Then I was going to talk it over with everyone and see how they could fit in. Maybe I can’t do everything. I know I have commitments here with the kennel. You have given me this responsibility and I really appreciate the chance to learn and be effective and productive.”

“You have me more curious now.”

She laughed. She looked right into my eyes and continued to smile as she thought something over. She got up out of the chair and came to me and sat in my lap, put her head on my shoulder and kissed my neck. I put my hand on her thigh and she moved into me tighter and I felt her breathing quicken. Her hand was on my shoulder and it dropped but she stopped it and pressed it to my chest, above my bare breast. I moved my hand higher on her thigh and she sucked in her breath and held it. She pressed her face into my neck and gasped out a physical response, already.

She recovered herself and sighed into my neck, “You are all so good to me.” She kissed my neck and breathed the next words out, almost smothered by my neck, “Can I touch you, please?”

I took her hand in mine and moved it to my breast. “I love it when you touch me, Helen.”

She was fondling my breast and playing with the nipple. We were quiet and I could tell she was thinking more. That’s when Mom came through the door, saw us, closed the door and continued to us without missing a step. She was smiling at us. “That looks lovely.” She stepped to us, bent over to kiss Helen on the lips and then lean over Helen to kiss me. Helen reached out, lifted Mom’s breast and kissed the nipple. Mom stopped where she was. “And that feels lovely.”

Mom sat on the edge of the desk and looked at us. I finally offered, “We were just talking about Helen’s erratic schedule lately from school. She wants to discuss some things with us?”

“Ohhhh? Anything serious?”

Helen playfully slapped my shoulder, “You deliberately said it that way, didn’t you? No, nothing serious at all. Two things is all but they will take some of my time and transportation. I’d like to talk tonight. With all of you and get your reactions. How about at dinner?”

Mom stood up and started for the door, “That reminds me that I better get busy with that.” She was at the door and stopped, turned around and looked at Helen. “And another thing we haven’t gotten around to is going down to Sharon’s Boutique. You need a set of your own sheer negligees, young lady.” Helen only giggled. She was still holding my breast. It felt good.

Eventually I forced myself away from that young woman’s clutches and joined Mom in the house to prepare dinner for Tim’s arrival. Helen completed the last of her tasks in the kennel, shut everything down and joined us. Mom was preparing a grilled fish and wild rice dinner. To that we’ll add some trimmings and white wine. Thankfully, Helen stopped reminding us that she wasn’t really of legal drinking age so we could stop telling her we didn’t really care.

When Tim arrived home from the office, Mom and I walked out from the dining room to greet him. Tonight we went to the effort to be dressed as much alike as possible. We wore a white floor length sheer negligee with intermixed lace throughout it. The lace was placed properly so it didn’t interfere with seeing our delights underneath. The negligees tied in a single bow just under the breast and was otherwise open. When we walked, it completely separated to expose us below the breast from the front. With it we wore white sheer stockings and white garter belts. Normally we went with stay-up stockings but the addition of the garter belt was nice this time. White high heels and a string of pearls and pearl earrings. It was a very similar look that we had for our wedding at Mr. R’s.

We both greeted him with a deep kiss and tight hug. For each of us his hand went down our back to our ass cheeks, outside the gown due to it length. But that left very little to any of our imaginations. As I was separating from him, Helen came hustling from her bedroom. Mom, Tim and I smiled at each other. This has become something of a routine for her. It seems that putting on next to no clothes takes her longer. Mom and I turn around and stood on either side of Tim as she slows to a walk and approaches us. I look down her body and am loving the look. She has on my baby doll, sheer, black, and ties just below the breast, also. Probably all of them do. Her stockings are stay-up and black. For panties she is wearing a very (VERY) small G-string. She turns around for us and her ass is almost completely naked. There is only a string in back and disappearing between her lovely cheeks. On her feet are black … high heels!?

I couldn’t help it, “You have high heels on! And they fit you. Where did you get those?”

“I splurged today coming home. Just for tonight.”

“But, where did you get the money? We would have bought them for you.”

“I got the money from Dr. Anna. And I can’t be living off you guys forever.”

“But … what do you mean ‘from Dr. Anna’? Dr. Anna?”

“That’s one of the things I want to talk about tonight.”

“But …”

“Michele, at dinner tonight.”

“Okay, sorry. Just being a ... sorry.”

She walked up to me and hugged me tightly. In the hug with her head on my shoulder, “Michele, thank you. I love it when you act like my big sister.”

I push her away a little so I can look into her face, “Really?”

“Yes, really.” And she kisses me. “Now, can I finally greet Tim and press my almost naked body into him?”

Tim stepped forward, maybe a little too eagerly but I understood completely. He took her into his arms and, “Keep that kind of talk up and I might just have to cum on contact.”

“Tim, that was before. It doesn’t keep working that way.”

“So you say … I’m the one with three nearly naked women.”

Dinner was wonderful. Mom is a great cook with preparation and execution. Helen and I just try not to screw up our assigned tasks. Maybe not really that bad but in comparison is seems that way. The conversation has been stimulating and informative. Tim informed us that Mr. R was trying to get us all down to the island. “Actually, what he said was that he was under orders to get us back down there.” Mom and I both laughed knowingly.

Helen looked confused, “You said ‘under orders’? I thought he was this big international business tycoon. Who orders him about that?”

I looked at Tim for confirmation, “Probably Marie and Anthony, his personal assistant and bodyguard.”

Helen’s mouth drops, “He has his own bodyguard?”

“Yes and I just love the way his takes care of my body.” We all laugh but Helen has still learned that not all of our intimate friends are like us.

I have refilled everyone’s wine glasses, but I can’t wait any longer, “Okay, Helen, out with it. What do you want to talk about? You said you had two things.”

“Yes.” She looked at all of us in turn, then focused on Mom and me, looking back and forth to us. “I went to a demonstration of a new dance aerobics class at a strip mall near the school. I want some company to go with me.”

I looked at her suspiciously, “What kind of dance aerobics? What kind of dance are they doing there?”

She looked at Tim for support. I knew something was up now. She looked back to Mom and me, “Erotic dance. It is set to electronic dance music. Very driving, heavy, upbeat. It’s crazy. And a great work out.”

Mom reacted predictably, “Forget it, Helen. This woman is not about to learn erotic dance in public and embarrass myself.”

I am sure she fully expected that reaction because she didn’t even react, she just turned to me but I didn’t immediately react. I wasn’t at all sure I wanted to do this and for very similar reason as Mom. I felt a little old next to Helen and if this was near the campus it might be predominantly that age group. When I didn’t respond, she turned to Tim, reached out and stroked his arm and shifted so her breast pressed against the material and showed her breast and nipple even more clearly. “Tim, please, I need someone.”

He put his hands up in front of him, “Not me!”

“No, but Michele. Please?”

My mouth dropped, “That is dirty! You are appealing to him so I have to go with you?”

She looked quickly at me and showed her relief that I wasn’t really upset. “Well, I would really like you to want to join me. Come on, Michele, it is really cool.”

Tim interceded, “Helen, you say you went to the demonstration. Did you get a chance to try it yourself?”

“Yes. It’s fun, really.”

“Okay, you show us what kind of dance it was and then we’ll see.”

She asked for his smartphone and search through his music and found some appropriate tracks. She started them and pushed her chair back and moved to an open area of the dining room. She started out slow, uncertain, but then got into it. She restarted the track and started again. Holy … that k** can move! Her ass was bouncing and her arms were spiraling above her head and her breasts were bouncing. It wasn’t ‘cool’ at all, it was HOT! It was obvious why it was erotic dance, the moves were very suggestive but the workout was also obvious. She stopped and was breathing hard, looking at Tim, then me, and finally Mom.

Tim smiled at her, turned to me and watched my reaction. I nodded. She jumped up and down several times. This naturally caused her short baby doll to bounce above her waist which was a delightful image. She came over to me and hugged me. I held her with both hands and pushed her back just enough to look her in the eyes, “But, if I decide it isn’t right for me, I don’t want any fussing if I stop going.”

“Thank you, Sis!” She was still bouncing and while she was up, she refilled our wine glasses before taking her seat. I was looking at Mom and Tim in turn. We all were looking in surprise. She called me ‘Sis’ but I was convinced she did it in her excitement and didn’t even recognize that she did. I picked up my wine glass and stared into it for a several minutes and a smile spread over my face and turned even larger.

I looked up at Tim who had apparently been watching me the entire time. At my smiling face he held up his wine glass to me and smiled. He said simply, “You frequently said you wished you had one.”

I smiled back at him and returned the salute with my wine glass.

Helen looked questioningly at us, “What was that all about?”

“Nothing. Something between Tim and me.” I put my glass down. “Now, what’s the other thing? I hope it isn’t going to learn pole dancing.”

“No, but … they said that if this one took off and was well received, they might bring that in, too.”

“Oh, god, help me …”

Helen laughed and was enjoying her little victory. “Okay, Dr. Anna Sorensen. She’s the other thing. I have mentioned her before and she is the Veterinary Doctor I have helped a couple of times.”

Mom interjected, “I remember, Harry mentioned you going to help her with a sow that was having birthing difficulties. That was the single act that won his endearing respect as I recall when you climbed into that pen in all the muck to hold the sow while the Doctor did what she had to.”

“That’s her, right. Well, she also does some guest lecturing at the school in some of my courses. She’s been talking to me about helping her more often. Her main Tech that she relies on the most is stuck in the office. She’s in the second trimester of her pregnancy and since they mostly do large a****ls on ranches and farms they don’t want to take any chances.”

Mom was concerned, “She wants you to work with her more? If she teaches in the courses you are taking, wouldn’t that be a conflict?”

“No, she does guest lecturing from a practical experience point of view. She doesn’t do any testing or grading.”

But Tim was curious, “She wants you help out more often, but is this a job or as a volunteer gaining experience or what?”

“I knew you would ask that question, Tim. And I am glad we can get that clarified so nobody is wondering what is going on and if I am being taken advantage of. She is going to pay me on an hourly basis. Not at a Tech wage because I’m not.”

I smiled at her. Her excitement was contagious. “Sounds wonderful. What’s she like? Married? k**s? You know, the typical nosy stuff.”

“She was pretty open to me about it since we were working together so I guess I can share it. She’s the Veterinary Doctor for Harry & Juli and several of the surrounding ranches and farms. She specializes in large a****ls, but has said she might consider to help with our kennel, if needed. She’s 35 years old, I think. She’s been divorced for 5 years. She said her ex couldn’t handle her commitment to her job and customers. It can sometimes be long hours and very tiring. Once when we were talking, she let out that she sometimes thought he wanted a girly-girl and sometimes when she gets back from one of the ranches she could be pretty sweaty, dirty and even smelly.” She was quiet a moment, looked up with a little sadness in her eyes, “She’s quite pretty. I am sure she could have men lined up for her. But I get the sense that maybe she keeps so busy to avoid the thought of being lonely.”

Mom reached across the table and took her hand, “She sounds like she has taken to you. She’s opened up to you and can share things. That’s a good enough reason to help her and spend time with her. And besides, you owe it to pass it on by helping someone.”

“What about the kennel? I will be away from here more between school and Dr. Anna.”

I got a look of being very serious, “You know how much we rely on you in the kennel business, Helen. We’ll have to see just what all this means and how much you can still get done around here, but … I suppose … if we have to … Mom and I can stop spending all of our time lying in the sun eating bon-bons.”

Helen started to laugh but Tim jumped right in, “Stand up, dear.”

I did as instructed and quietly said, “Oh oh.”

“Now pull open your gown. Wider. That’s it. Now turn around and pull the gown out of the way. We all want to see your ass, waist and thighs.” Again, I did as I was told. “Anybody see any bon-bons on that body? No, neither do I. Thank you, dear. Now that we have that settled, Helen, we all know that everyone is busy around here, there are always things to get done. The three of you do a wonderful job of minimizing my requirements, which I greatly appreciate. But, we will find a way. We know you will do everything you can and we’ll fill in what is needed. This is important for you, for your education and preparing for a career.” He reached over and squeezed her hand, “Okay?”

She got up and started moving to him and he pushed his chair back from the table. I leapt up and grabbed her arm and playfully pulled her to the kitchen. “Oh no you don’t. We do dishes and clean up and then we’ll see who sits in his lap tonight. You’re not the only naked woman in this house who likes his lap.” We were laughing as we entered the kitchen. Of course, we had to go back to the dining room to clear the plates and serving dishes.

Helen got her way. She and I went to the first dance aerobics class and I had to admit it really was a lot of fun. It was mostly younger women but there were a few my age or even slightly older. In talking to some of the women after it seemed that all were equally curious but had enjoyed it. All, including me, found the erotic nature of the moves combined with the fast pace of the music and the intention to sweat very erotic. I had gone in loose tee-shirt with a sports bra underneath and a pair of regular running shorts and panties. I decided I may opt for a tighter pair of shorts (volleyball style) and tight tank top and a skimpier sports bra. The mirrors on the walls provided instant feedback and added to the turn-on.

Helen and I didn’t even make it home that first night. Hell, we didn’t even make it out of the parking lot. Most of the women were gone by the time we got into my car. But I leaned across the console and kissed Helen, thanking her for insisting on my coming. I was very excited and I could see in her eyes that she was also. We kissed and our hands took on a life of their own and we found ourselves absorbed in mutual stimulation through our mouth and tongue action and our hands. My hand was under her tee-shirt and inside her sports bra but I was sure she had hers inside mine first. At least that’s the way I remember it.

But we both jumped in our seats when there was a rap on the window. Outside stood the young instructor, a huge knowing smile and waving to us as she backed away in the direction of her car. I smiled at her and winked, letting her know that I knew she caught us. I then turned to Helen to check on how she was taking it. Her smile was as big and she was giving the instructor a cute little wave. She turned to me and we broke out laughing. We went home then. We showered together and finished what we started in the car.

Several days later Helen got a request from Dr. Anna to assist her at the ranch of an old woman. She was reporting an issue with her male horse that she thought required immediate attention. Helen was picked up and they headed out to a little ranch down the county gravel road. This piece of property was small for a ranch and was the only piece of land that Harry didn’t own that kept his spread from fully occupying the section. Except, of course, for our place.

Upon arriving at the small ranch it is clear even to Helen that the place is not well cared for. They both exit the Vet’s pickup truck near the house. Dr. Anna surveys the place quickly as she climbing the steps up to the front porch. Helen stays at the foot of the steps assuming they would be going to the barn which was off to the left of the house. Dr. Anna raps on the screen door and a very old woman slowly comes. Dr. Anna identifies herself and the woman seems somewhat slow in recognition but then apologizes. Helen even thinks she looks embarrassed. After stammering a bit she blurts out that she was surprised to see a woman. The phone directory listed ‘Dr. A. Sorensen, DVM’ and the woman mistakenly thought it was a man and the person in the office didn’t indicate anything else, just confirmed that the ‘Doctor’ would meet her at her home to examine the horse. The Vet got some more information from the woman and suggested that she would go look at the a****l. The woman said some more but lowered her voice so much that Helen couldn’t make any of it out.

The Vet thanked her and came down the steps to Helen and they both walked toward the barn. Along the way Dr. Anna quietly said to Helen, “For a moment there I thought she didn’t know why we were here.”

“What did she say at the end that she talked so quietly?”

They had just reached the barn door. She laughed as she tugged the large door to the side, “She wanted to tell me what the problem was but didn’t want to say it in front of you.” She glanced toward the porch and as we stepped inside the barn. “She was so concerned because the horse’s cock is extended and has been much of the day.”

Helen sputtered, “We’re here in a rush because of his cock?”

“I know, but before we make too much of our fun, we should see what the situation is.”

They entered the barn and walked inside. With the large barn doors open, it was light enough to see. What they found was a single male horse and two mares. The Vet entered the males stall and secured him to the other end of the stall. She then took the hobble straps from the end of the stall and secured the horses hind legs. Helen didn’t have to enter further than the opening of the stall to see the condition of the horses cock. He was extended an amazing distance. Helen had been around the horses at Juli’s but she couldn’t recall seeing a male’s cock extended. And she was nearly shocked at what she looking at. His cock was extended nearly several feet and it was standing out nearly along his underbelly. It was clearly extended and it was clearly also very hard.

“Doctor Anna, if his cock has been this hard for very long, would it being hurting him by now?”

“Good question. Too bad he can’t tell us. I think, though, based on human males it may or may not depending on how hard it actually is. If it is unnaturally hard, it could start hurting. But, remember that Viagra is designed to keep a cock hard for an extended time and a lot of men are not just tolerating it but wanting to experience it.”

“What do you think is causing it?”

“I have an idea but we need to check first. This will be something of interest in equine reproduction physiology. Let’s take a look.”

She exited the male’s stall and Helen followed her to stall to the left. It was immediately interesting that the male was housed in a stall between the two mares. There were also a row of stalls on the other side of the barn and they were empty. Dr. Anna opened the stall gate, stood there without entering and watched the mare from the rear. Then Helen noticed a smile start to form.

Helen looked from the mare to the Doctor, “What do you see? You’re smiling.”

“I know you have just started your coursework and most of your experience in a****ls has been canines, but look at her, what do you see?”

She looked at the horse and looked and looked. Then she looked at the Vet. “Look at what? All I see is the back end of a horse.”

“Okay, I’ll show you. In time you will probably be able to see the signs yourself.” She pointed to the tail and indicated how it was raised at the base even though the tail hung down. While she was doing this, she was putting on latex gloves and handed a pair to Helen. She raised the tail and exposed the vulva and touched it. It flared open. She called Helen over next to her as she pointed out the significant indicators. The mare was in heat.

The Doctor sent Helen down to the stall on the other side of the male to the other mare for her to examine. Helen went to the stall and went through a similar series of considerations. She returned to the Doctor who had moved back to the male’s stall, “She’s in heat, too, Doctor.” Helen was quiet for a moment, then, “Doctor, it doesn’t make any sense to put a male horse between two mares in heat? There is plenty of room in here to separate them. Does she not want the mares mated?”

“You caught on fast to the problem. Miss Stella doesn’t get much help here as you might have noticed by the looks of things. The last thing she needs is for one of the mares to become pregnant. But, you’re right. She probably just didn’t notice that the mares were in heat. This is my first time working with her but I know she’s a smart woman. But she is about 90 years old, so I think we can give her a little break.”

“She’s 90 years old? And she’s trying to manage all this alone?”

“Yes, her family is not involved. Her husband died almost fifteen years ago and she can’t tolerate talk about leaving her home.”

“I’ll be honest, Doctor, I’ve lived out here for only about five months but I can already say that I wouldn’t want to leave. If she’s lived here nearly all her life, it would have to be very hard.”

Helen pointed to the cock still standing out, “So, any ideas about taking care of that?”

“Actually, no, I don’t. One thing we will do is move him across to the other side of the barn. That should help going forward but, you’re right, what about that thing?” She took the hobble straps off the hind legs and led him out of the stall. She was considering the next thing. “I guess he could be walked. I would think that the exercise might distract him and the blood flow might result in a change.”

Helen was watching the horse and his cock. She was trying hard (no pun) to be clinical and not focus too much on the fact that they were talking about a two foot long hard-on. But, she just couldn’t keep it up and had to ask, “Are you seriously able to ignore that two foot hard-on? Honestly, I am trying but … really?”

“Thank you. I am having the same trouble but I didn’t want to embarrass myself if you were somehow ignoring it or not affected by it.”

“Not affected by a two foot hard cock? I might be a virgin, but I like the sex I have exposed myself to.”

“So, Helen, what do you think would help him the most right now and relieve some of the stress after we leave?”

Helen got nervous. She had a very clear idea of what she thought should be done for him. But how to say it? “Honestly?”

“Absolutely. This is new territory for me, too.”

“Okay, but I hope I don’t lose my job on the first day. I think he needs some relief. And if Miss Stella doesn’t want her mares mated, I think we should … ah … take it … into our own hands. So to speak.”

Dr. Anna laughed heartily, “Yes, so to speak. Well, it’s certainly not a solution taught in school but this isn’t really a situation most would expect.” She looked at the barn door and then at Helen. “Well, I think you may be right, Helen. We could walk him and it should go down being removed from the presence of the mares. But he is so stimulated that just coming back into the barn and near the mares might bring the same reaction. But, if he were able to ejaculate, that could provide enough relief that combined with being on the other side of the aisle could do the trick.”

“Ejaculate? Very clinical Doctor. How do you perform a clinical hand-job?”

Helen was surprised the other woman actually seemed to blush and her breathing caught. But the Doctor cleared her throat several times and stammered out, “Since it was your idea, Helen, why don’t you do it.”

Helen giggled at the idea but was almost more intrigued by the Doctor’s reaction to all this. She was actually getting flustered. She decided to push a little harder and test her impression. “No, I think you need this, Doctor. And not just to provide relief to the horse. I think it has been a very long time since you have had any kind of sexual experience and I think it is driving you crazy right now. And that hard, long cock right there in front of you, just begging to cum, in great jet sprays of …”

“Okay, you’ve made your point! But, I have no experience with a horse cock.”

“You think I do? Okay, will it help if I do it with you?”

“Yes! Thank you, Helen! I feel so silly, I’m the professional, but I feel so …”

“You’re really turned on, aren’t you? So am I. I’ve only touched one other cock and it wasn’t like that.”

The Doctor laughed, perhaps nervously. “We need some lubricant. a****l’s cocks are generally very sensitive out of the sheath. I have some in my bag. I’ll get that. You go to the barn door and see if Miss Stella is still watching from the porch.”

Helen went to the door and stepped out. She was prepared to put on a show and wave but she wasn’t on the porch. Just to make sure Helen walked to the corner of the barn and peeked around the side and looked around the yard. No Miss Stella. She returned to the doctor who was standing at the entrance to the stall holding a large tube of lubricant. “She wasn’t there and I didn’t see her anywhere in the yard.”

“Good. She must have gone into the house then.” She squeezed some of the lube into her hand and then into Helen’s. “How do we do this?” The Doctor reached under from the side and tried stroking the cock.

“Yeah, I don’t think so. He might be excited but I think he’ll need more than that. Doctor Anna, get over it. It’s a cock. You have much more experience with them than I do.”

The Doctor sighed and looked at Helen with frustration, but Helen felt the frustration was directed within. She then knelt down under the horse and with both hands took the cock and started stroking it. Helen, true to her promise to help, knelt down alongside her and put her hands on the cock as well. There was certainly enough for the two of them. Helen purposely bumped the Doctor and she reacted by moving further under the horse. She was now completely underneath and directly in front of the massive cock.

The Doctor moaned, “I can’t believe I am doing this. But … this cock is so amazing. It feels so … powerful, so … amazing to hold it, stroke it.”

Helen was amazed herself, but more about the Doctor’s reaction. Sure, the cock size was amazing and their stroking it had now made it completely rigid, but to Helen the Doctor seemed to be very fixated on what was happening to the cock. The whole process of stimulating it and the focus on that simple act.

“It feel good, doesn’t it Doctor Anna? To have a cock in your hands, again? Even an a****l’s cock? Reminding you of all the pleasures you used to enjoy, the simple pleasure in bringing pleasure and satisfaction?”

“Oh God, Helen … YES! It feels so good. I didn’t realize how much I needed to feel this way, again. It’s been so long and I want it.”

Helen reached further back and found the horses balls. She remembered what Michele had told her while she was loving Tim’s cock. She stroked, massaged, and squeezed the heavy balls and she felt the balls tighten and she felt the base of the cock tighten and pulse. And she knew, before the Doctor did because of where her hands were concentrated … the horse was about to cum. And it was going to be powerful. She looked at the doctor and considered for a moment that she could warn her. She had moved even closer to the cock in her trance like attention she was giving this massive piece of maleness. And she felt a twinge of guilt when she decided not to and in the next moment felt the cum coursing through the base of the cock toward the Doctor.

And in the next moment after that a fire hose of cum shot out of the end with a jerk of the cock and the doctor took much of it directly in the face and chest. Helen then pushed the massive cock to the other side as spurt after spurt of cum shot out of the cock. And while her hand still felt the cum coursing through the cock, she turned and looked at Doctor Anna. Her eyes opened wide in surprise and appreciation at the same time. The good Doctor was licking her lips of the cum on her face. She then used several fingers to move more of the fluid from her chin and cheeks to her mouth. At that moment she noticed Helen watching and under all that cum, she was blushing. But, and to Helen what was even more telling of this woman, she smiled at the younger woman and ended up blowing her a kiss. And Helen knew for certain at that moment that their relationship would extend further than veterinary medicine. And she smiled back.

Crawling out from under the horse, they stopped and looked at each other. Neither of them said anything until Helen stepped forward, not at all sure where this courage was coming from, took the older woman in her hands by holding her upper arms. She pulled herself closer to the woman, looking into her eyes the entire time. “That was… awesome … amazing. Forgive me, Anna, but I have to do something after that.” Helen pulled them together until their bodies were touching; she put a hand behind the doctor’s neck and pulled her into a kiss.

Anna pulled her head back, not her body, just her head and looked into the eyes of the younger woman. She smiled and pulled them together for another kiss, pressing their bodies together. Breaking the kiss but staying in the hug, Anna whispered, “Helen, my god … that was so … powerful. What a turn-on!”

When they parted, the good doctor looked at herself and panicked. “Look at me! I can’t face Miss Stella like this!” She looked around frantically and saw some towels at the other end of the barn and ran to get them and was wiping herself and it cleaned off her face and her blouse but she was still soaked. The blouse clung to her and even her frilly bra showed through. She returned, still wiping but it was doing no good. “Helen, I have a bag in the truck with a change of clothes. Would you go out and get it for me?”

“Of course. Then, when we get back to my place, there is a shower in the kennel.” Helen turned on her heels and went out the barn door, across the yard and nearly got to the truck before she heard the voice of Miss Stella.

“Young lady, would you come here, please?”

Helen turned to see Miss Stella standing on the porch near the steps. Without even answering Helen turned to the house and up the steps. When she got there, the old woman was sitting in one of the chairs on the porch. Helen just stood in front of the woman. She waited with a little nervousness. Miss Stella had a reputation of being a crotchety old woman. The word was that she had gone through a number of Veterinarians lately and Dr. Anna was just the latest. She was more concerned than before about what just transpired in the barn.

“Helen, right?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“How is the horse doing now?”

Helen breathed a sigh of relief. This was just concern for her horse. “I think he will be doing just fine now, ma’am.”

“Other Vets weren’t so successful. What did this one recommend doing?”

“Well, he needs to be separated from the mares when they are in their heat cycle. We’ve moved him to the furthest stall on the other side of the isle from the mares.”

Helen was surprised by her next comment, “I guess a female in need is too much for any male, is that right, Helen?”

“I suppose, ma’am. I’m really not that experienced.”

“What else was done to help my horse? Moving him would help for the future but not immediately. What was done to relieve him now?”

Helen tensed. Was that just an innocent choice of words? “Ummmmmmm … I … we … ma’am, isn’t it just enough that he is okay?”

“It is wonderful that he is better and feeling less stress.” The old woman stood up and walked confidently to Helen. “How old are you, dear?”

“I just turned eighteen in the spring. I am helping Dr. Anna while I am going through Vet Tech classes.”

“And you are very resourceful, too.”

“Ma’am?”

“First, I want you to stop saying ‘ma’am’.”

“It’s just out of respect. I say it sometimes to my sister’s mom, too. For the same reason.”

“Your sister’s mom? Interesting, but that will have to be for another time. At least I hope there will be another time. I understand the respect part and accept that, but it makes me feel old when I hear it.”

“For some reason I don’t think you’re that old.”

“Sucking up to me now, girl?”

Helen couldn’t help it but she laughed. “No ma’am … Miss Stella. It’s just, well, like that saying about judging a book by the cover. How do I … you just seem like a package that has travelled a long while. Outside is worn by time and handling, but inside is still the same gift it started out as being.”

Miss Stella stood looking at the young woman. A tear was forming in her eye. In an abrupt move Helen was pulled in the woman and hugged tightly. “Didn’t you hear that I am a crotchety old woman?”

Helen pulled back enough to look into tear filled eyes, “I heard. But that was just packaging. Maybe you used it to protect yourself, or maybe because you have been left by yourself, alone. But it is not you.”

“Dear, I think I will keep you.”

“And Dr. Anna.”

“Yes, of course.”

“So, Miss Stella, you still haven’t told me why you called me resourceful.”

“I was watching you two with the horse. I saw it all. Everybody thinks because I am so old that I can’t get around. When you were in there for a while I followed and watched from a hole in the side. I have been looking for someone who could solve problems simply and straightforward. Sometimes the old ways can still be the best ways. You two accomplished that. All the doctors moved the horse; that was obvious. But you two solved the immediate problem for the horse. And it seemed like you enjoyed it, too.”

Helen blushed and stammered, “Are you … mad? I thought it was the only way to really relieve the horse.”

“No, dear, I am not mad. I am thankful. And, yes, I know it was you who suggested it.” Helen got another hug from the woman. “Where is your doctor? I would like to thank her, too.”

“Well, she’s … I was … heading for the truck for her … to get …”

“I can see on your tee-shirt, Helen. Horses shoot a lot of cum, don’t they? Brings back memories. Let’s go see your doctor.”

As they walked across the yard to the barn, “Memories? You mean …?”

“You come back to see me, Helen. I like you. You can help me and we can share some secrets. Like the kennel your sister has, step-sister I suspect. As I suspect it’s not JUST a kennel.”

“But … Miss Stella … I …”

“Relax girl. We’ll share. I’ll give you enough about me to make it even.” Helen looked at the woman and she was smiling broadly. Helen couldn’t help but match it. She liked this old woman and spending more time here would further take up time she wasn’t sure she had, but she knew she would. She also knew there was some kind of relationship already forming with her, too.

Entering the barn, Dr. Anna nearly had a cardiac arrest upon seeing Miss Stella with Helen. But before she could form a response, the doctor was enveloped by the old woman, “Thank you, Doctor. I apologize for putting you through this little test, but you are the only one whose response satisfied me. Helen will fill you in on the way home.” She turned to leave but turned back, looked the doctor in the face, then her blouse and with a knowing smile said, “Sticky, isn’t it?” Then left for the house.

On the way back Helen filled Dr. Anna in on the conversation she had with Miss Stella. The doctor could hardly believe it. “You mean she knows, isn’t mad, and as a result I have a new client?”

“Pretty much, yep. I think there is quite a woman trapped inside that old body.”

“Helen, thank you! I don’t know what to say. I thought your suggestion was … unorthodox to say the least but I was turned-on by the talk and that cock. And, do I dare admit … that … I …”

“I know, so did I. Sometime, I think I will need to be on the receiving end.” They both laughed for the rest of the way to the house.

Pulling into the drive to the house Helen directed her to the smaller drive around the house to the kennel. I heard the vehicle and saw it go around the house. I walked to the patio door where Mom was sitting. We both watched as the doctor and Helen got out and entered the kennel. We also noticed that the doctor took out a bag from the truck before going inside. Too curious for our own good we walked up to the kennel after putting on shorts and a tee-shirt each. Entering the kennel large room, it was empty but then we heard the shower in the back room going and giggling from in there. We quietly walked to the door and listened. The giggling stopped and I got nervous that someone might come out, but then we heard a voice that was not Helen’s, “Oh … my … god. Yes, just … like that … oh, shit, girl. Where did you … hmmmmmm … ooohhhhhhhhh … yes … where did a virgin … ohhhhhhhh … learn to … do that?!?”

I then realized I had a hold of Mom’s hand as she was squeezing it. I turned and smiled as she smiled back to me. We quietly retreated, left the kennel building and ran for the house and our bedroom. My tee-shirt was lost outside somewhere between the kennel and the patio. We were both naked by the time we were in the hallway to the bedroom.

* * * CHAPTER 38: HELEN GOES TO SHARON’S will follow * * * Thanks for reading.