Scott awoke hearing his door shut. He wonders who was just in his room, but figures it was just the nurse taking his vitals. Scott starts thinking about the fire and wondering how Jeanie was doing, not realizing that she was right next door. He couldn't get her off his mind. He could barely remember what she looked like because he was focused on saving her life and nothing else. Through the discussions of his crew, he started to remember that she was exceptionally attractive. She was Tall, Blonde and physically fit. She had perfect breasts and according to his crew, "She had an ass to die for." He remembers that when they hit the ground she was lying there in a purple bra and purple panties. He remembers that he skin was exceptionally soft even on his rough hands. Normally he would have cut off her panties and bra, so he could do a thorough assessment but for some reason he thought it was unnecessary. (Beside he really likes purple)
As Scott is lying there thinking about Jeanie, he starts feeling a tingling between his legs. His cock starts to grow. He reaches his hand under the sheet and starts stroking his cock. He lays his head back and starts to think about Jeanie in her sexy purple underwear. He imagines her laying in the bed next to him and he hand grabbing his cock and stroking it. He starts fantasizing about her taking off her panties without letting go of his cock. Sliding her head towards his cock and moving her ass towards his face. He loves to dine at the "Y". She straddles his face and lowers her wonderful pussy down onto his face. He expertly begins licking each labia without touching her clit. Jeanie moans in delight and grinds her juicy pussy into his face. He gently licks her clit and gives it a little blow, she starts to bucks wildly. He continues to lick her clit and she starts shouting "Oh my God!!","Oh my God!!" That is when he sucks the clit into his mouth flicking it with his tongue. She goes crazy and thrusts her hips down as if she was trying to suffocate him. With each thrush a gush of Jeanie's flowery juice spreads over Scott's face. Jeanie is unable to continue sucking on Scott's cock, she had a hold of it but wasn't able to even stroke it. She flops down on Scott's body and can't move.
Scott hears the door open...he quickly removes his hand from his throbbing cock and puts it behind his head. A couple of nurses walk through the door with a doctor and ask if everything is all right. He says "Yeah, things couldn't be better." The doctor comes over and looks at the heart monitor. She says, You heart rate has risen quite a bit above your normal rate. His heart was beating at 140 times per minute, his normal is 60. The doctor advises the nurses to keep an eye on him. One of the nurses looks at Scott and sees that his face is flush, she starts scanning his body. She sees beads of sweat on his chest and continues scanning down and sees that his sheet has popped up between his legs. She smiles and winks at Scott and says "I think he just had an intense dream, probably reliving the rescue." The doctor and nurses turn to leave, but the one who knew what he was doing stays back and pretend to check his IVs. Once the door shuts behind the others, She leans over to Scott pats his cock and whispers in his ear, "She is right next door." She re-adjust the IVs and leaves.
Scott lays back wondering which room Jeanie was in and wondering if Jeanie was thinking about him in the same way he was thinking about her.....
Scott was lying in bed wondering which room, Jeanie was in. He hit the call button and the nurse came over the intercom, "May I help you." He hears a group of nurses giggling around the lady on the intercom. He asks if he is allowed to get up. She advises him to wait there and someone will be in to talk to him. He lies there in anticipation, hoping that when the nurse comes in she will allow him to get up out of bed. He waited and waited, it felt as though time had stood still, he was wondering what could be taking so long. He thought that maybe they were looking for a wheelchair. The door finally opened and he heard the squeaking of a wheelchair. He saw a hand reach for the curtain and slide it out of the way. It was her, more ravishing than he remembered. Even in the unflattering Hospital gown, she looked amazing. Her smile brightened the room, tears were running down her cheeks as she said Hello.
Scott stammered, "Hello, How are you?"
Jeanie replied, "I am fine thanks to you. How are you doing?"
Scott said, "I am great now. I have been hoping that you were ok."
