I peered and mumbled. My head feels like it’s holding up a ton of bricks. What happened? Where am I? I put my hand on my head and try to raise it from the pillow but to no avail. It’s too heavy. I wanna go back to sleep, but my head is throbbing. I hold my head and feel a bandage wrapped around it.
Through my blurry vision, I see a figure moving around the room. It seems to be wearing blue.
“Shhh. Just relax. Don’t try to get up.”
It’s a female voice. She sounds young and quite attractive. I can feel her hovering over me. I just wish I could see her.
My vision clears up slightly, and I see her blonde streaks. She smiling and has tanned skin. Man, she looks good, and I can’t even see her properly. Wonder how hot she really is.
I close my eyes and rub them, then open them. My vision clears up slightly. Holy smokes. Look at her. She’s hot as hell.
“How you feeling?” she asks.
“Much better.”
Her smile stretches. I believe that she knows I’m highly impressed with her looks. Her black-framed glasses make her look even hotter. She’s got the nicest smile I’ve seen, and her skin is so smooth. Wish I could see more of it.
I whisper, “You’re very beautiful.”
She looks down briefly while smiling, then looks at me and says, “Thank you.”
I don’t know what got over me. I’m never one to tell a woman how I feel. But it seems like she has a hold over me and is forcing me to reveal my feelings.
“Open your mouth,” she says.
I oblige. She puts a tablet into my mouth and tells me to swallow it. She tells me that it will alleviate the throbbing in my head. Looking at her is helping me. I think I’m starting to get a boner. Can’t remember the last time I had one soon after waking up. But this experience is different. I’ve got a hot woman beside my bed. Wish she was in it.
“What’s your name?” I ask.
“Virginia.”
“I’m Corey.”
“Nice to meet you, Corey.”
“You, too. How did I get here, Virginia?”
“You suffered a blow to your head.”
“Where? How?”
“You were at a party, and you got drunk. It seems like you fell and knocked your head on the corner of a table.”
I frown while peering. “Drunk? Me? But I don’t drink.”
“It seems like it was quite a crazy party you attended. The paramedics told us there were lots of girls and drinks. It seems like you guys got carried away.”
I know that I can act like a goof when there are hot girls around, but I can’t understand why I would drink. Alcohol’s never been my thing.
Virginia runs her hand down my face and says, “It’s a good thing that you didn’t hurt this handsome face. That would’ve been a shame.”
She smiles and so do I. My dick gets harder.
Her hand is gentle and soft. I wish she would keep it on my face longer and also run it all over my body. I can only imagine how that would feel.
Bending her over the bed and sticking my dick in between her ass cheeks would be amazing. I can only imagine how she screams. It’s probably a piercing scream that shoots out of her lungs and across the room.
“I’m going to take good care of you,” she says. “You’ve got nothing to worry about when you’re in my care.”
I smile, and the throbbing in my head eases.
“Get some rest, and I’ll be back later to check up on you.” She smiles and strokes my face again. Oh, God. I wish she would stroke something else as well.
She walks out of the door, and my heavy eyelids drop. I’m out like a light.
I wake up and see a meal on the nightstand. Virginia walks in, smiling and holding a glass of water.
“How you feeling, handsome?”
“Much better now that there’s food beside me and great company.”
“Good. I’m glad.
She hooks her arms under my armpits and pulls me up to a seated position. She shifts the pillow behind me for back support.
Virginia sits on the edge of the bed and then passes me the tray. “Hope you enjoy it. It’s chicken breasts and mashed potato. I asked the lady at the cafeteria to dish up a bigger portion just for you.”
“Thank you. You’re spoiling me. I can get used to this place.”
We chuckle. “It’s my job to ensure that you recover as soon as possible so that you can go home. But I must admit that I will miss you when you leave.”
“That’s nice of you to say. We can keep in touch, even after I leave. Maybe meet up for coffee.”
“Yeah, sounds great.”
Virginia smiles at me while I gorge on the food. “It’s delicious,” I say.
“Good. I’m glad you’re enjoying it.”
After I finish, she takes the tray from me and asks if I want more. I’d love dessert but not the one from the cafeteria. I wanna eat Virginia’s pussy and then creampie inside of her. Now that’s the kind of dessert I’d love to sink my teeth into.
The following day, my head cleared up a bit. I begin to remember details about the party. The more I think about it, the more I’m certain that I didn’t have anything to drink.
I’m certain that the paramedics misinformed the hospital staff about my state that night. What else did they get wrong? Ugh, who cares? As long as I get better, that’s all that matters.
The doctor walks in and greets me. He examines the X-ray of my head and says, “Corey, you’re a lucky guy.”
“Why do you say that, doctor?”
“You could’ve sustained permanent head injury, leaving you with slurred speech, short-term memory loss and impaired vision.”
I raise my head off the pillow and frown. “You’re not serious?”
“I am. You’re lucky that didn’t happen. But it was close.”
“How long have I been here?”
“A week.”
“Oh, man. I thought it was like two days.”
“You’re lucky that we attended to you.”
“Why’s that?”
“You don’t have medical cover. That’s the first thing we check when admitting a patient.”
“What made you guys admit me?”
“Nurse Virginia said that she received an email from your parents, guaranteeing that they would foot your hospital bill.”
I frown. Virginia got in touch with my parents. How?
“Okay.”
“Get some rest. You should be fine in a day or two,” says the doctor before walking out.
Something doesn’t add up. I look around the room and see that it’s furnished well. This place is probably expensive, and I’ve been here for a week. Man, that’s going to cost, and my parents aren’t going to pay this. I have to.
My head starts throbbing again. I shouldn’t let stress get to me, but I can’t help it. The expenses that I’m gonna incur are probably going to be hefty. My eyes close, and my mouth opens. Oh, man. I missed two exams this week. Now I’m not gonna graduate. I’m so stupid. I knew I shouldn’t have gone to that party.
Virginia walks in, smiling. Her presence makes me feel slightly better, but I still feel like crap.
“What’s wrong?” she asks.
“The doctor told me that you received an email from my parents.”
“Umm. Yeah, we can discuss that later. Now, you need to focus on getting better. It’s not good for you to stress.”
“How can I not when I’m going to have a hefty hospital bill?”
“We’ll work something out.”
I frown. “What do you mean?”
“Everything will be fine, Corey. Trust me.”
After looking at her for a few minutes, I say, “Have we met before? It seems like I’ve seen you somewhere.”
Her eyes dart on the bed. “Um, no. Your memory is muddied.”
“Are you sure?”
She smiles awkwardly and sits on the bed beside me and then strokes my chest. I must admit that it feels good. Her hand slides to my abdomen, and my dick rises. I’m sure she’s noticed.
Virginia pulls off the duvet and looks at my boner. She runs her hand over it and then grabs my dick. She strokes it several times and then looks at me, licking her lips.
My eyelids lower. I nod, and she whips out my dick and then wraps her lips around it. “Oooh,” I exclaim as she sucks my dick.
She’s a pro at it. I can see she’s taken down a few dicks in her time. No doubt that she’s partied hard. Her glasses make her look innocent, but nurses have a reputation for being sexually promiscuous.
She stands up and takes off her scrub. Virginia lowers her ass onto my dick, her back facing me. She spreads her arms and legs, leaning back, and then starts jumping on my dick.
The bed rocks and her hair cascades off her back. She’s so damn hot. I grab her hair and pull it. She screams. It’s like she’s feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain.
She carries on jumping on my dick, and I smack her ass. It slightly wobbles. Judging by her tanned skin and bubble-butt, I gather that she has a Latin lineage.
After some time, Virginia gets off my dick and faces me. She sits on my dick and presses her hands on my chest. Her back straightens as she starts riding me wildly. I’m holding her waist and looking up at her. She’s raised her chin and closed her eyes.
There’s not an ounce of fat on her body. It’s so tight, unlike her pussy. I can feel that she’s been around the block plenty, but I could care less.
My dick is so hard, and I’m ready to erupt. I think about baseball to get my mind off shooting my load because I want the sex to last longer. It works, but I’m not sure how much longer I can keep it in.
Virginia stops bouncing on my dick. She shifts back and is on her knees as she lowers her head to my dick and then sucks it.
It feels so damn good to have her lips on my dick. I can’t believe this is happening. I guess there’s a positive in every situation. Because I got hurt in the head, I’m now getting sucked off by a hottie.
She sits on my dick again and bounces on it. I close my eyes and feel no pain in my head. My body is completely relaxed. Abruptly, my load shoots out and I twitch. A smile appears on my face.
Virginia smiles at me and says, “Is that what you needed to fully recover?”
I smile and say, “Yes.”
As she’s getting dressed, I watch her and can’t help but feel that we’ve met before. “Are you sure we don’t know each other from somewhere?” I ask.
“I’m sure,” she says and then walks to the door.
“Wait a minute,” I say. She stops, her back facing me. “We do know each other. It’s coming back to me.”
She slowly turns around, anxiety very apparent on her face. I sit up and frown, then say, “You were at that party, weren’t you?”
Virginia looks down for some time, then raises her eyes to meet mine. I smile and say, “That’s where we met.”
“Maybe.”
“You know we did. I’m just wondering what a coincidence it is that I ended up in this hospital with you taking care of me after I supposedly hurt my head while drunk.”
“It can happen.”
“Unlikely because I don’t drink. And then all of a sudden, you received an email from my parents.” I look at her incredulously. “Tell me what happened and what was your involvement.”
She inhales a deep breath. “I got drunk that night. You and I met and then after talking for some time, we went to the backyard because I wanted to hit the pinata.”
“And then what happened?”
“I started swinging the bat. I completely missed the pinata and spun around and knocked you on the temple.”
My eyes broaden. “I’m here because of you.”
She nods while looking at the floor. “But it was an accident. Why are you being secretive about this?” I ask.
“I can’t tell you.”
“You might as well. What have you got to lose?”
“My job.”
“What do you mean? It was an accident. The hospital can’t fire you for getting drunk and accidentally hitting me.”
“I had some other substance in my system that night as well. If they had found out that I hit you, the paramedics would’ve tested me. The hospital would’ve found out that I had taken cocaine and would’ve fired me.”
“So let me get this straight. You were under the influence when you hit me with a baseball bat and then, you made up a story how I hit my head on the table while I was drunk, only to make me miss two exams and rack up debt for a hospital bill.”
“Sorry.”
“Sorry? That’s all you have to say.”
“Well, I did give you sex.”
“And a concussion. Thanks a lot,” I raise my voice.
“I tried to make it up to you.”
“You need to try harder.”
“How?”
“You have to pay my hospital bill and explain to my professor that I should get a re-exam because of the “accident.”
“I can do that.”
“Oh, and that’s not all.”
“What else do you want?”
“Sex, once a week for the next few months.”
“But that’s blackmail.”
“Would you like me to tell the hospital about your cocaine use?”
“Okay, fine. You got a deal.”
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