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Sara
Smiling, I stride down the hallway, my lips swollen and tingling from the blowjob I just gave Peter. I suppose I should’ve expected something like this, given my husband’s superhuman libido, but he still caught me by surprise.
In my mind, bed-bound patients and s*x don’t mix.
Not that Peter is a typical patient. From the moment we brought him in and hooked him up to an IV, he’s been exceeding all expectations—mine and the clinic staff’s. It’s like all of his iron will has been redirected toward healing. Within hours of our arrival, his fever had broken, and if the doctors hadn’t sedated him to promote rest and recovery, he would’ve regained consciousness then.
A nurse passing me in the hallway smiles and says hello, and I respond with the same.
I like the staff here. They’re
