Rick awoke and took a few seconds to get oriented. An uncomfortable bed, white, sterile-looking ceiling, a tube running out of his arm -- "I'm in the hospital!" he thought, as he looked around and saw his concerned daughter's face, alongside a man he didn't know.
"Evie, where am I?" he asked, trying to get comfortable and realizing he had a tube in his right side.
"You're in the hospital," she replied, moving close and taking his hand.
"Why?" was all Rick could ask.
"You're gallbladder ruptured while you were at my house Sunday, and we got you here. The doctors performed emergency surgery that night," his daughter answered. "This is Dr. Thomas."
All Rick remembered was having dinner with Evie at her apartment Sunday night, and experiencing a severe pain in his side. "What day is it?" he asked.
"It's Tuesday afternoon," the doctor answered, as he lifted Rick's gown and examined his side. "Your drainage tube is showing progress. Dr. Goodman is one of our best surgeons. She had a presentation to make at a conference, and I'm filling in for her for a few days. You should be able to go home in a couple of days."
Dr. Thomas left, and Rick looked at Evie, who still had a very concerned look on her face. "Oh, Daddy, I was so scared. You just collapsed!"
"Everything's OK now," said Rick, as he hugged his beautiful daughter. "I'll be back on my feet in a few days."
Evie left to go to work and Rick lay back, feeling drained from his brief exertion. He soon drifted off to sleep and was awakened by someone in his room. The blinds had been turned so that the room was dark, and Rick had trouble seeing the other person in the room.
"Who's there?" he asked.
"Oh, you're awake. It's Wednesday morning. I'm Nurse Cyn, and if you feel like it, I'm here to give you a sponge bath," said a soft voice.
"A bath would feel great," said Rick, as he tried to get up. He felt much better and was ravenously hungry. The nurse placed a soft hand on his chest and gently pushed him back down.
"I said a sponge bath. You're not strong enough to bathe yourself yet. Just lay back and relax. I do this all the time, and I assure you, it will be painless," said Cyn, as she began to untie the gown and expose his shoulders and torso.
Rick finally got a good look at the creature that was beginning to undress him. Her flowered smock was thin and snug across her ample breasts, and Rick could swear he saw her nipples move underneath the fabric. She flipped her mane of blond hair out of the way with ease, and Rick saw that she was absolutely gorgeous. Taking her time, Cyn acted the complete professional while she turned to arrange her bathing supplies. Rick saw that her pants were thin and stretched quite nicely across her shapely ass, with no hint of panty line.
Cyn washed his face with care, and moved her sponge to his shoulders. "You are in great shape," she said quietly. "Do you work out?"
He inhaled her perfume and realized it was new to him, and wildly exotic. "Yes," answered Rick, as she sponged his chest muscles and down his stomach. The warm water, along with hospital fluids, had given Rick the urge. "Um, Nurse Cyn, I need to go to the bathroom before you get any further. Would you help me up?" he asked.
"Certainly, Mr. Gaddis. I should have thought of that earlier," she told him, as she helped him to a sitting position, and gave him time to catch his breath. "Once, we get up, just lean on me,"
She took his left arm and placed it around her shoulders, sliding her right arm around Rick's upper back. Rick was very conscious of the pressure on his shoulder of Cyn's large breast. They managed to stand him up, and after steadying him, she led him to the bathroom. Rick's hospital gown had slid down his legs, and lay on the floor at the bed. Somewhat embarrassed, Rick told her to get it.
"Oh, it's OK. I'm about to wash down there anyway, and it will just get in the way. I see this every day. Do you need my support?" she asked.
"No, I'll be Ok," said Rick as his body took over. He pissed for what seemed like an hour. Finally empty, he called to Cyn, "I'm finished. Would you come and help me back to bed?"
"Sure. We can't have you passing out and falling," she said as she opened the door and reached by him to flush the commode. "Do you need some help wiping it off?" she asked, looking at Rick's dick for the first time. He could hear her sharp intake of breath a she saw his cock and realized how big it was, even in its flaccid state. Taking some tissue, Cyn gently blotted the head and resisted the urge to lead her patient back to his bed by his cock.
"Now, if you can stand here by the bed, I can wash your legs and rear end more easily." she said. They stopped at the bedside, and making sure Rick was steady, she washed his back, hips, and the backs of his legs. Turning him gently, Cyn washed down Rick's stomach and finally got to his cock, which by now, was semi-hard from having been touched by a sexy woman, her intoxicating aroma, and the time since his last sexual escapade.
"Now, Mr. Gaddis, you can't be showing off to Nurse Cyn. I'm a professional, remember?" she said playfully. She had slid the warm sponge along the top of his ever-rising dick, and then used it to massage his balls and the underside. Rinsing the soap from the sponge, Cyn looked into his eyes and said, "It's a good thing I am a professional. It appears as if your workout regimen includes exercise for that tool." She had wrapped the sponge around Rick's dick and was gently stroking it.
"Sit down and I'll wash your feet," she said, as she knelt beside Rick's legs. The angle and her position gave Rick an interesting view down Nurse Cyn's V-necked top, and allowed him to see a lovely set of D-cup tits, almost to their nipples. Her movements caused the gorgeous orbs to swing gently and Rick's dick got even harder. A drop of precum oozed out his slit, and before he could wipe it off, the sexy nurse looked up and swiped it with her finger.
