The unnamed man in room three lay unconscious in his hospital bed, day after day. The nurses still didn't know anything about him, other than what they had heard about how he had been shot, and of course what they could see. Word spread quickly through the ranks about what the mysterious man had underneath his gown. All of the nurses had at least taken a peak, even the older, more rigid ones. They all enjoyed having him there, in an odd almost morbid sort of way. They pitied him, and hoped for his recovery, but they all enjoyed having a man like that to look at, without him being aware.
Stephanie wished that she still had him all to herself, as she did those first few days. But she didn't think anyone else was doing what she was doing. She had given him two more sponge baths in the last week, once alone, and once with Jackie. The one she had done alone had been fun and exciting, but not like when Jackie was there. Their second bathing of the mysterious man had gone much like the first. They blew him together, and did things to each other as well. Stephanie had never done anything with another girl before, but the things she was doing with Jackie excited her more than she would have ever guessed. It made her feel things she hadn't expected, and she wanted to see where those feelings might go.
Stephanie purposefully changed her schedule around so that she could spend more time with Jackie, and less with Gladys. She was now doing mostly night shifts, which made what she wanted easier. The two nurses waited until after midnight, when almost no one else was around. The other nurses were all doing their rounds, slowly but proficiently. Stephanie made sure Barbara was far down the hall with another patient, before giving Jackie a wink and a nod. Jackie smiled back, and nodded, and Stephanie got up, and headed into room three.
The man lay in the same state of unconsciousness he had been in the whole time. His face was now covered with a light scruff of beard, which only made Stephanie find him more attractive. She had been single for over a year, and had dated on and off in that time, but ever since this guy had shown up she was constantly horny. This guy looked like her perfect man, exactly how she would draw him up. But he was unconscious. And now there was Jackie. They had been friends for years, and were very clearly becoming more, though they hadn't spoken about it yet.
Stephanie began doing all the things she was meant to do. She checked the man's charts, and his medications. She made sure everything was as it should be, and then brought out the sponge. This had become her very favorite part of her job. That made her a little sad, and guilty, but it was true. Before, her favorite part of the job had been helping people, saving them, making sick children feel better. Now her favorite part of her job was getting to rub down this sexy unconscious hunk, and playing with his huge cock.
She took his gown off, and let out a deep sigh as she gazed down at his naked body. Every part of it looked good to her. It was easy to see that he was tall, even though he was laying down. And his whole body was covered it toned muscles, and light brown hair, sparsed about just as she liked it. She took a moment to admire how hot the rest of him was, before her eyes fell to the real prize. She had come to love this man's cock. It was bigger than any she had ever seen, and she loved what it could do.
She stepped up to the bed, and brought her hands down onto the man. They roamed his body, feeling here and there, not leaving much to her imagination. She was moving the sponge gently along his chest, delighting in the way his skin felt so tight against his firm muscles. She had one hand on the sponge, and the other just resting in the hair on his chest, when the door opened. Stephanie had just a moment of fear, and then she saw Jackie come in and shut the door behind her.
"You're still washing him?" Jackie asked, sounding a little annoyed.
"Sorry," Stephanie blushed. "I guess I sort of got caught up. He has such a nice chest."
"I know," Jackie smiled, stepping up to the bed as well. She brought her hands down, and started feeling the man up as well. Stephanie resumed her bathing of the man, while they both rubbed his body. Stephanie was washing his back, while her other hand rested on his chest, when she felt light delicate fingers brush against her own. She looked up, and saw Jackie staring at her intensely. Stephanie smiled back at her, slowly getting lost in Jackie's sharp green eyes. Jackie's fingers slowly moved along Stephanie's, until they entwined. Their fingers locked, still resting on the man's chest.
Stephanie glanced at the man's crotch, and saw that the cock was still lying limp on top of the heavy balls. She glanced at his face, and saw that he was still as unconscious as ever. Then she looked back into Jackie's eyes. Jackie was staring at her as if she could see into her soul. Stephanie hadn't been looked at like that by anyone in a long time, maybe not ever. She could feel her heart racing, and butterflies in her stomach. She stood up, and walked around the bed, without removing her fingers from Jackie's clutch. Jackie followed her, and the two women walked slowly over to the bed in the corner of the room.
They stood there for a moment, gazing into each other's eyes, both breathing heavily. Then Jackie took a step forward, and pressed her body against Stephanie's. They embraced, each wrapping their arms around the other, as their lips met. Stephanie was shocked at how electric the kiss felt. She thought Jackie's lips felt softer and gentler than any guy's ever could, and yet they were kissing her firmly, with passion. Their tongues met, and then moved together, sliding off each other and in and out of their mouths.
Jackie was enjoying the kiss just as much, though her focus was further south than their lips. Jackie was trying to feel Stephanie's breasts with her own. She had always known Stephanie had great tits, everyone did. But she had never really cared, or paid much attention. But ever since she had felt them herself, she wanted to know more. Now she tried to gage the breasts as they kissed. They felt big, and soft, and yielding, and she wanted to see them.
Jackie broke the kiss, and Stephanie looked at her with mixed lust and disappointment. Jackie could tell she didn't want the kiss to end. Jackie smiled at Stephanie, gazing into her eyes once more, and her hands slowly moved up Stephanie's scrubs. Her hands began undoing the little knots holding Stephanie's shirt together, and then she let it fall off her body. Jackie's eyes immediately went down, and stared at Stephanie's tits.
