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A chance at a new sex life; Part 9

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome.

I sleep through the entire night only to be awoken by a nurse coming into my room. Unfortunately, it’s not Becky this time, it’s a much older lady with greying hair.

“How are we feeling this morning Mr. Henderson?” Her pleasant voice spoke out.

“Ugh ok” I groan. I was feeling better. There is still pain and I am tired from just waking up but overall, I am feeling better.

“That’s good, the doctor will be round soon to give you a proper checkup.” She smiles as she goes about doing her own checks.

I simply nod my head and must fall back asleep as I am awoken again when the doctor enters followed by a few younger looking doctors. I’m guessing they are maybe interns.

“Good morning Robbie! How are feeling? Any new pain? Any worsening in pain?” The elder looking gent rattles off at me as he comes over to me.

“I’m ok and the pain isn’t as bad anymore!”

“Good Good Good” he says as he flips through my chart. “Double check this” he glances to one of the male interns and passes the chart to him.

“Now follow my finger please?” As he moves his hand from my left to the right. “And back?” moving back the other way.

“What’s your full name?”

“Robbie George Henderson”

“Your mother and sister’s name?” As he says this, he flashes a flashlight in my eye and flicks it away.

“Melanie and Stacey.”

“Yup and, where are we?”

“The hospital.”

“More specific please?” He examines my stomach as he presses it with his hand.

“New State Hospital.”

“Great, now did you work Sunday?”

I had to think a little harder on this one, but I do answer “yes I did.”

“Saturday?” He raises an eyebrow at me.

Again, a take a few moments to think. “No, I was out with friends.”

“Perfect! Now on a scale of 1-10 how is the pain?”

“Eh I would have to say a 4 or 5.”

“Now squeeze my hands!” He says as he takes my hands in his. I squeeze hard down and there is little to no pain. Only a bit of pain coming from my stomach where he had pressed before.

“Ok Robbie I have some good news!” He says as he holds out his hand for the chart which the intern passes back to him. Quickly looking over it he looks back to me. “You can go home today!

I don’t see any major issues or concerns. I will ask your mother to keep an eye on you and keep up with the medications but you can continue your recovery at home.”

“That’s great” I smile and perk up.

“Now take it easy for the next few days at least, don’t want to see you in here again.” He smiles and he pats my leg and leaves the room followed by his entourage.

I’m quite happy that I can go home but how am I going to get home. My question is answered an hour or so later when my mom and Stacey come into the room.

“Hi my little darling! Are you ok?” Mom beams as she comes over and wraps me in a big hug.

“Ow, I’m ok” I squirm in a little bit of pain.

“I’m sorry, I’m just glad we can take you home!”

“I’m glad too!” I smile back to her.

“Great, now let me go double check that we don’t need to do anything else and then we will get you out of here!” She says as she leans up and kisses me on the head, then leaving the room.

Stacey and I watch as she leaves and before I can greet her, she bounds over and plants her lips on mine. Her lips are passionate and her tongue quickly slips its way into my mouth. I happily accept her as pull her into me. Her hands are on the bed holding her up as run my hands up her back. I know we should stop but I feel this tension has been building for a while. When we kissed yesterday it unlocked a deep desire that I didn’t really know I had. Now that it’s out in the open I can’t get enough.

“Robbie…” Stacey tries to say as she tries to back off but I can’t help but try to keep kissing her. “Come on!” She lightly giggles and she still returns my attempts at kissing her.

I do reluctantly let her go as she gets off and straightens herself up.

“I’m sorry” I can’t help but smile broadly.

“No, I’m actually really sorry! For everything!” Stacey starts to tear up.

“Hey now, I said yesterday its ok and it still is.

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