The morning was busy. Twenty patients were scheduled to be seen. Fortunately, most were repeat patients admitted for follow-up, and there were no invasive procedures.
By noon, most of my patients were examined. I had only three new women patients to evaluate. I hurriedly ate a hamburger, drank coffee, and continued my rounds. I was ready to leave at 1:30 pm.
The whole morning, my concentration was focused on my patients. But now, after I was done in the hospital, I started feeling an itch inside my anus. It didn't hurt, and as far as I could tell, the sphincter was working as usual, but it was an annoying tingling irritation I never felt before. I scratched the anal area. It didn't help much. The itch was located inside my hole. I decided to drive home and find out what to do about it.
At home, I checked my MD bag. There were several tools I could insert inside my butt, but all had a smooth metallic surface. I needed a rougher tool. Minutes later, I found what I was looking for. In our fridge!... A long cucumber! It was cold, and the outside had coarse skin. I removed my pants and briefs, lubed the distal part of the cucumber, and carefully inserted it through my puckered orifice.
After being severely dilated by Darryl's massive cock the day before, my sphincter accommodated the foreign object without difficulty. Once my anus expanded around the cold cucumber, the itch disappeared utterly! It was a remarkable relief. I left it inside me briefly and strolled in the house. The gentle jiggle of the fruit ( It's no mistake - I found out a cucumber is a fruit and not a vegetable!) in my hole was pleasant and arousing.
Next, I removed the cucumber and spread an anti-itch cream inside my butt hole. The cream worked well for the first 2 hours, and the itch gradually returned. I applied it again and then went to the pool, hoping the cool water would help. It felt better when I was in the water. Swimming in the nude helped my anus and relaxed my body after work.
I stared at my flower garden, and it looked the same as the day before. Darryl didn't work on it. I wondered if he'd show up.
Forty minutes later, he arrived, holding a bag, "My boss wanted me to work on somebody's yard today. I just finished the other job. Do you mind if I join you at the pool to refresh myself?"
"Take off your clothes and get in."
He was sweaty, but I didn't care. After spending time in the pool and jacuzzi, I always showered. Later, I'd mind him to improve the flower garden and replace the pool water.
We stayed in the water for the next twenty minutes, hardly talking. Darryl did his laps and felt better, "Sir, I love your swimming pool. If I had one at home, I'd use it every day after work. Now I feel like a new man!"
"Darryl, when you work on the flower garden, I'd like you to replace the water in the pool too."
"Sir, it will be a big job for one person. I'll have to call my friend to help me."
I didn't think twice, "Do whatever you have to do. I'll pay him the same if you think two people are needed."
His face lighted, "Thank you, sir. When you return from work tomorrow, the garden will look perfect and the pool empty."
Darryl gazed at my house, "You have only four members in your family. Why do you need such a big house?"
