The man in room three lay unconscious, day after day. The nurses all took good care of him, some much more than others. They still didn't know who he was, or anything about him, other than how he had come to be in their care. Everyone who knew about it agreed that he had done a brave and heroic thing, and they all hoped he would regain consciousness soon. Though some of the nurses were rather enjoying him being in the state he was in. All of the nurses knew of what was going on, though they were keeping it from the doctors and administration.
One of the nurses would come in to check on the man at least once an hour. They would sit him up, or roll him over, making sure he didn't develop bedsores. They changed his sheets, and clothes, and monitored the fluids and medications being administered through the tubes connected to him. After two full weeks of unconsciousness, one of the doctors had recommended a catheter be inserted. But the nurses all spoke out against that, and so the doctor relented. This meant that the man had to be bathed regularly, if not daily.
The older nurses were aware of what was going on. They weren't participating themselves, but they understood. They were just as keenly aware of the man's physical prowess as the younger nurses. The man was a physical specimen, everyone who saw him agreed. He had lost a bit of the toned muscle definition he had when he had come in, but there was still plenty there. And they had all seen what the man had under his gown. It had not remained a secret very long. It was still mostly secret what some of the nurses would do with the man late at night, when no one else was around, and those who did know weren't going to tell.
Something that they had all noticed, was that the man very clearly responded well to physical touch. When one of the nurses, especially the younger attractive ones, would touch him, they could see his eyelids flutter slightly. He had been observed shifting on his own, or his muscles twitching, always when a nurse had her hands on him. He showed no signs of improvement while he lay motionless. So the nurses all agreed that the mostly secretive, and certainly inappropriate physical contact being made with the man was for the better. It gave them the only signs of improvement they had seen.
On one ordinary uneventful Tuesday, the hospital was thankfully less busy than usual. Stephanie and Jackie were both working the midday shift, and they had agreed to stay late together, and give their mystery friend another special bath. They made sure not to let on their plans, and they both acted as though they would be leaving soon. Neither of them wanted to deal with Gladys giving them a hard time. She still seemed to be the least approving of the nurses, and she was also the most senior member of the staff.
The two young women knew that Gladys was aware of some of what was going on, though they still hoped she didn't know the full extent. They also didn't know if Gladys, or anyone else for that matter, was aware of what had been going on between the two of them. They had been coworkers for the past four years, and had been friends that whole time. Neither of them had ever been with a girl before each other. But they had shared a rather special experience together, along with the unconscious man in room three. After two more similar experiences, they had gone on a date together.
The date had been thrilling and exciting. Neither of them knew what to expect, having never been on a date with a woman before. The date had gone surprisingly well. Dinner had seemed normal. They had worked together for so long that they didn't need to get to know each other. They chatted and laughed together as if it were just a normal date between friends. It wasn't until they had gone back to Stephanie's apartment together that the real magic had occurred.
They had been having sexual fun together in room three, always with the unconscious man being involved to some degree or another. But fooling around in a hospital room, with an unconscious man lying there, and needing to be as quiet as possible, wasn't a recipe for the most sensual experiences. The night of their first date, they had gotten to really appreciate each other for the first time. They did it in Stephanie's bed, and it was much better than either of them had been prepared for. They both learned that sex with another woman got to last as long as they wanted. They spent hours exploring each other's bodies. They learned what they each liked, and what got them off. They both had powerful orgasms that night.
Jackie had spent that entire night at Stephanie's, and since then, they had been nearly inseparable. They still hadn't bothered with labels yet, but they had gone on many more dates, and Jackie was practically living at Stephanie's apartment. And they had been having more sex than either of them had ever had with any of their boyfriends. But for as much as they were enjoying each other, they were both still very intrigued by the man in room three. They had agreed the night before, while lying naked in bed together, that they wanted to give the man a special treat, almost as a thank you for helping them find what they had found together, even if he hadn't been aware of it.
Gladys left right as Jillian and Barbara arrived for the late shift. Stephanie and Jackie both stayed behind, trying to act casual. When the time came, they both clocked out, but remained at the nurses station. Once Barbara walked down the hall to begin her rounds, the two women turned to Jillian, who was looking at them both with a knowing smirk.
"Staying a little late today?" Jillian asked with an amused raised eyebrow.
"Our friend in room three is a little dirtier than usual today," Jackie said with her own smirk. "We thought we'd just stay behind and give him a nice wash before heading home."
"Isn't that supposed to be my job?" Jillian asked. "I mean it's my shift after all."
"Well, sure," Stephanie nodded. She hadn't expected Jillian to rebuke their offer. "You can do it if you want. We just thought..."
"I'm kidding," Jillian laughed, and they all joined in. "You girls have your fun with him. Maybe I'll join you if I get a chance."
"Just make sure Barbara doesn't come in," Jackie said, glancing down the hallway to make sure the older nurse wasn't coming. "She might not exactly approve of what we have planned."
"Oh?" Jillian said, looking excited. She had already joined in on some of the fun with the other nurses and the unconscious man herself. "What do you have planned?"
"Nothing crazy," Jackie smiled. "Just a nice, slow, longer wash than usual. He won't mind."
"Oh, I know," Jillian giggled. "He never does. It's too bad he's unconscious. I bet he would be the best lay of all time if he was awake."
"Definitely," Stephanie nodded, and they all giggled softly. "But we want to see if we can't help stimulate him a little more than usual. You know how he totally responds to physical touch?"
"Ya," Jillian nodded with a big grin. "I've noticed."
"Well, we're planning on doing a little more touching than normal," Stephanie smiled. "And maybe he'll show more signs of awareness than usual. So really what we're doing is both scientific and noble."
"Of course," Jillian agreed sarcastically, and Jackie let out a snort of laughter. "I can't think of anything more noble."
