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There was just a sliver of sunlight shining into my room. Just enough to make me realize my fantasy of skinny-dipping with Sasha had only been a dream. But what a dream it was. We were in the pool together, my favorite place to be. I had use of both of my arms, no casts, no fractured pelvis and I could swim for miles with my two healthy lungs. Being snapped back into reality was a real slap in the face. I knew I still had a long road to recovery ahead of me. Still, all my medical problems couldn’t put a damper on my mood today. My thoughts wandered back to Sasha, the way she felt in my dream, in my arms, underwater. And the way she looked in reality, her smile, the way she winked at me and that sexy pout she gave me when she complained about not being able to give me another sponge bath. I drifted back to sleep with images of Sasha in my head.
I must have had another quick dream involving Sasha because I woke up with a smile on my face expecting to see her in my room, but it was my mom’s voice I heard.
“Somebody must’ve been having a good dream” I opened my eyes to see Mom, matching my smile with hers.
“Oooh, a good dream? Give us the deetz little bro. Was she cute?” I looked over into the corner of the room where Bethany, holding a cup of coffee, had an even bigger smile on her face.
“Just dreaming about being back in the pool” I said, technically not lying to my mom and sister.
At the side of my bed, Mom reached over and held my hand, trying to force her lips into a smile. I saw a tear forming in the corner of her eye. It must have been tough for Mom to see me like this, all banged up and knowing how much swimming meant to me. Seeing her tear up was making me emotional and if she didn’t stop it soon I was going to cry myself.
“I know this is going to be hard for you honey, just remember what Dr. Stevens said, rest and take it slow”.
“Speaking of Dr. Stevens”, Bethany piped up, “the nurse said he should be in here in a few minutes”.
We chatted for a few minutes while waiting for the doctor. It was really great having both of them with me, being all together for the first time since I left for school. I had chosen to stay in school and train with the swim team instead of going home for winter break. Lucky for me, Mom was a freelance photographer and didn’t have any work responsibilities to rush back for and Bethany was still in between semesters at her college closer to home. We’d always been a close-knit family, especially so after Dad died when Bethany and I were still in middle school. What little life insurance Dad had was enough for Mom and us to scrape by for a while, until Mom took a few photography courses at the local community college and started getting some paying jobs.
I felt guilty that Mom had to pay for a hotel the whole time just to stay nearby. With me and Bethany being only two years apart, college was going to be tough for Mom financially if I hadn’t gotten my scholarships. Mom never complained though, even though we knew how hard it was for her, being a single mom, trying to play both the roles of the mom and the dad simultaneously. She tried like hell to make sure we never missed out on anything we wouldn’t have had Dad still been alive, the carpools, the science fairs, the cheerleading camps for Bethany Bahis siteleri and most important to me, the swim meets. I knew she was proud of me, but I was even prouder of myself, knowing I was making her life easier, knowing she wouldn’t have to struggle, lord knows she’d earned it.
I don’t remember the joke Mom told but when Dr. Stevens walked into the room, we were all cracking up. Either the laughing was contagious or he had good news for me because he had a big smile on his face too. “Hey Champ”, he had started calling me Champ lately, which, honestly I didn’t mind. Dr. Stevens had a way about him, keeping you at ease and like when he was talking to me, I was his only patient at the time. “We’re going to take some new pictures today, hopefully get that cast off your arm ASAP. How’s that sound?”
I wanted to answer with my best Leave It To Beaver impression and say “Gee Doc, that’d be swell!” but besides being disrespectful, I didn’t think my ribs could take any more laughing.
I was hoping Sasha would come in with a wheelchair to take me down to radiology but instead, it was Raymond who got me out of bed and helped me into the chair. I couldn’t tell at first if he was just joking or Raymond truly sensed my disappointment because he practically shouted “Don’t be so sad little man, you know Sasha ain’t as pretty as me”. The room burst out laughing again as he wheeled me out the door.
On the way to radiology, Dr. Stevens explained to me that all my diagnoses were made via the x-rays they took the night of the accident. Today, I was going to have a CT scan, which would give them a better look at my insides and hopefully let us know how much progress my body had made since then. Once we got into the room, I was strapped onto a table while the technician explained how the scan worked. When everything was set the table slid into a tube like machine that acted as the scanner to take pictures of me from all different angles. It felt like those scenes they show in the movies of a dead body in a coffin being cremated. I think if I wasn’t so used to being underwater I would have had a big case of claustrophobia in there. I had to lay there completely still, for almost an hour while the scanner moved around me, whirring and clicking loudly. The whole thing was pretty awful but I just kept thinking about how much I wanted my cast off and how this was the first tiny step towards my recovery. I wanted to daydream about Sasha but I nearly had a panic attack thinking about what the radiologist would think seeing all these scans of me with a hard-on.
The day dragged on after that. Bethany and Mom went out to grab dinner and brought me back a couple sandwiches from the deli they had gone to as I had made no bones about what I thought about the hospital food. The truth is, it wasn’t terrible, but I knew Mom wanted to take care of me and getting me something to eat was one of the few things she could actually do, so I figured I’d let her baby me a little.
After dinner, Bethany gave me a tearful goodbye since she had to go back home tomorrow to start the second semester at her school. She promised she’d call and Facetime every day, which I’ll believe when I see it, I know we’ll text all the time though. Mom wanted to stay until we got the results of my scans but Casino siteleri figured by evening if we hadn’t received them, they probably wouldn’t be available until the next morning so she said goodnight too, both of us feeling optimistic about the road ahead.
About 10 minutes after they left I heard a cute little voice say “knock knock, are you ready for your sponge bath?”. I looked up to see a smiling Sasha lighting up my hospital room.
After a good laugh I told her that I’d missed her all day, Raymond was ok but couldn’t push a wheelchair for shit compared to her. I told her about the CT scan and how we were waiting for results to see how I was healing and being hopeful about my road to recovery.
“What are you doing here so late anyways?”
“I’m on the graveyard shift tonight, been sleeping all day like a vampire.” I cracked up at the scary face she tried to make as she pretended to be a bloodsucking creature of the night.
It was so easy and comfortable with Sasha, our conversation just flowed freely as she sat down by my bed and ran her fingers over my head, through my hair. She wasn’t actually on the clock for another half an hour so she just stayed with me and we hung out in my room until her shift started, goofing around and flirting with by far the cutest nurse on staff. When her shift finally started, she kissed my forehead and told me she’d be checking on me through the night.
I watched a little TV with the sound down trying to stay awake for Sasha but eventually fell asleep. When I woke up, my room was dark except for the faint glow of the TV and Sasha was with me.
“Sorry if I woke you, but it finally calmed down on the floor tonight and this is the first chance I had to come back to you, and I’ve been thinking about doing this all night.” She leaned in and kissed my lips. Shocked, it took me a second or two to respond in kind. She looked so adorable in her hot pink scrubs, I peeked down her top and saw was wearing a sexy, matching pink bra, god I loved scrubs. I reached up with my good hand, holding the back of her head and pulled her in closer. She must have been wearing strawberry lip gloss because she tasted sweet and smelled even sweeter. I heard a little moan escape her mouth when my tongue parted her lips. I was still half asleep and couldn’t tell if this was just another dream but I was hoping like hell it was real. Her hand trailed down my midsection as she pulled her mouth away from mine just long enough to breathily say “just checking your vitals, making sure you’re feeling ok”.
Returning to our kiss, I felt her hand reach under my hospital gown and her fingers wrap around my already hardening cock, gently stroking me up and down. “I couldn’t stop thinking about this either” she mumbled in my mouth. I was in heaven, even if this was a dream it was the best dream I’d ever had. Pulling away from me, she lowered my sheets exposing me and letting me watch as she took her time stroking my cock. Leaning over she gave me a gentle kiss on the tip and while looking up at me ran her tongue in circles over the head of my cock. The sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Being that I’d been in the hospital, I hadn’t jerked off in so long, it was all I could do to hold back from cumming too quickly. I reached down to caress her Deneme bonusu cheek as she opened her mouth and slowly engulfed my cock in her warm, wet mouth, not moving, just holding me gently, rubbing my balls with her little fingers. I knew I couldn’t last much longer and quietly announced that I was going to cum. I felt her lips tighten as she looked up, right into my eyes as I, and quietly as I could, exploded in her waiting mouth. Waves of pleasure flowing through my body as I came down from my orgasm, Sasha held me in her mouth, smiling up at me and swallowing every drop of my cum.
“Mmm that was yummy. I figured you needed that at least as much as I did” Sasha said as she finally removed her mouth from my deflating cock.
“You have no idea,” I responded. “I do feel much better now, nurse. I just have one question, am I dreaming?”
When she finally stopped laughing, Sasha responded by grabbing my hand pulling it between her legs as she lowered her scrubs pants. “I don’t know smartass, do you make me this wet in your dreams?”
I felt the heat emanating from her and let my fingers explore. Running over what felt like a neat patch of pubic hair, feeling her wet pussy, running my fingers along her lips and sliding just the tip of my middle finger inside her. Looking up I saw her eyes roll back a little and heard a moan escape her lips. “Fuck, that feels good, but my break ended five minutes ago sweetie. Do you think you’ll make it through the night without me or should I check on you in a little bit?” she half smiled, half pouted as she removed my hand from between her legs.
“Oh, I’m definitely going to need you to check on me, probably a few times throughout the night”.
Sasha leaned in close and kissed me again. “Don’t you go anywhere, nurse’s orders” and with a wink she turned around and slowly walked out of my room, pulling her pants up, but not before giving me a quick glimpse of the matching pink thong she was wearing. I closed my eyes, still unsure if I was dreaming or if I had really just gotten a blowjob from my sexy nighttime nurse. I finally settled on reality as every dream I’d had since being hospitalized involved me being in the water.
I must have drifted off to sleep because I’m back in the pool. Sasha is swimming with me, both of us are naked. The only thing that feels better than the water is holding her soft body against mine. I pull her close, holding her tight. Her tits are perfect, her hard nipples poking into my chest. She wraps her legs around me, my cock is pressed between her legs, teasing her. I look into her big brown eyes, knowing she’s begging me to fuck her, to give her what she needs. As I slowly enter her, her eyes shift from desire to worry. What’s wrong? Am I hurting her? I stop, not knowing what to do I start to panic and all of a sudden I start to lose my grip on her and she floats away from me.
I’m awake and I’m breathing heavily. I hear Sasha, her pretty face peeking between the crack in the doorway. “You ok?” she asks sweetly.
“Yeah, just a bad dream”.
“Poor baby. I’m here now, my shift just ended. Want some company?”
I nod, wordlessly, making some room on the bed for her as she cozies up next to me, sitting on the bed and putting her arm around me. Leaning into her, god she smells so good, I can’t believe my luck, a good day at the hospital followed by a perfect night. And yet, as I fall asleep in Sasha’s grip I can’t help the feeling that the other shoe is about to drop.