you will help me, right?

4

When I asked Lena out on a date, I didn't think she would agree so quickly. So I went for a walk to the park to call my brother and ask him for help.

- Fedya, I need your help!

- Just don't tell me you're going to run away from the hospital? Igor, what's that called, you've only been there for 2 days? Is Elena really that bad a doctor?

- Hey, stop. Why are you asking so many questions? I'm not going to run away from here. I want you to help me arrange a date in my ward... - I didn't have time to finish speaking before I was interrupted.

- You're a hottie. You've already found yourself a girl, I hope it's something serious, not just a quickie, - why can't he keep quiet?

- Fedya, shut up and listen to me for a bit! I invited Lena on a date, and since neither of us will be able to leave the hospital today, I want to arrange it in my room. I need you to buy red roses, candles, something light to eat, and instead of wine, take juice. I really count on you, brother.

- What a surprise, really. Okay, Igor, I'll do everything in the best possible way. I believe in you. I have a question.

- Of course, how could you do without a question, - I said laughing.

- How many condoms should I take? - and laughed like a horse.

- I'll kill you if you just catch my eye, - I hung up, just to be on the safe side.

Why does he only think about one thing? No, of course I'm not against such a development, but I'm not sure that Lena will agree to such a thing. Lately I've been too unsure of myself. If before this I simply knew that they would refuse me any action. Now I'm afraid that Lena will not only refuse me, but will also turn away from me. "Come on, pull yourself together, wimp," I mentally slapped myself.

At 7 pm, the rounds of the wards began, but no one came to see me. I think they will visit me later than everyone else. Fedya brought me what I needed half an hour ago. I need to start setting the table. I am alone in my ward. It is quite comfortable here. A bed, a table by the window, a chair, a soft armchair. There is also a bathroom in the ward, and this makes me happy. I set out the candles and lit them. I took the dishes out of the containers, and also put out the plates and forks. By the time I did all this, 25 minutes had passed. I set the chair by the table, put the flowers on my lap and waited for my doctor to arrive.

Ten minutes to 8. There was a knock on the door and without waiting for an answer, they opened it. Lena came into the ward. She was wearing a white medical coat, her hair pulled back into a ponytail and braided. Light makeup and a smile on her face. I think every man at least once in his life had the fantasy of sleeping with a woman in such a suit.

- Hi, sorry it's so late, - she walked over and sat down next to me on a chair. - Very beautiful, I didn't think you were such a romantic.

- These are for you, - I handed her the roses, and couldn't resist taking her hand and kissing it. - I've always been a romantic at heart. I'm glad you came. I think you didn't have time to have dinner, so let's get started. Sorry, but alcohol is not included in our dinner, you're on duty, and I'm on medication. So we'll drink juice.

- Who helped you with all this? - Lena asked, taking a sip of juice. - Mmm, delicious, I like it.

- Well, you know the answer to your own question, Fedya tried his best.

Dinner was held in a light, relaxed atmosphere. We talked about everything and nothing. We tried to learn as much about each other as possible. But our conversation was interrupted by a phone call on her mobile. Her glance towards the phone changed dramatically. From cheerful and happy, Lena turned into angry and serious. I wonder who is calling her, that such a reaction is just to a call? But she did not answer, but simply hung up. Smiling at me, she continued talking to me. A couple of minutes later, the call repeated again, and again, and again.

- Maybe it is something urgent? Do you not want to answer? I will not be offended.

- Sorry, I do not really want to answer. But I feel that I will have to, - the voice changed instantly. - I am listening. No, I am at work. What do you need, Ilyusha? I told you not to call me. So what? These are not my problems. Decide for yourself. I have neither time nor money for you. Don't call me anymore, - Lena almost screamed and hung up.

- Are you okay? You don't look well, - he rode closer to her and took her hand.

- Yes... No... Oh, I don't know, - and her hands were shaking from nerves, and there was fatigue in her eyes. - It was my younger brother calling. He is an inveterate gambler, he is always getting into trouble. I used to help him, bail him out, give him money to pay off his debts. But over time, the debts grew bigger and bigger, and his conscience grew smaller. When he came to me in the hospital beaten, I told him that this was the last time I would help him. After that, I did not answer his calls and messages. A week later, he disappeared. For several years, there was no word from him. And now he has shown up, he has more problems, he asks for my help. But I can't, I can't overcome myself. He still didn't understand what I was trying to explain to him, - unshed tears gathered in her eyes. She looked up at me and one tear still ran down her cheek. I could not look at this calmly and gently wiped her cheek. - I ruined the best date of my life.

- Don't worry. We'll do it again, and next time it will be better, - he smiled at her to calm her down. - And about your brother, do you want Fyodor and I to talk to him? Maybe we can convince him not to bother you?

- No, I told him not to call me. I hope he doesn't show up at my place. It's late, you need to rest, and I'm here with my problems, - she was getting ready to leave me. I can't let her go so easily. I raised my hand, stroked her cheek, moved it to the back of her head and pressed, moved closer and kissed her beautiful lips. They were so soft, the kiss was so gentle.

Lena sighed convulsively, and deepened the kiss herself. Her hands were on my shoulders, moving them, moving to my arms, returning back, moving to my chest. These movements caused me to become extremely aroused, I had not had s*x for a long time and it was hard to control myself. I put my hand on her waist, started stroking it, moving it lower, ran it along her thigh and slowly moved to the inside of her thigh. She liked it, as she slightly spread her legs and moved closer to me. I raised my hand higher and my fingers touched her panties. They were already wet, how excited she was. I moved the panties aside and my fingers ran along the smooth petals of her flesh. I stroked her tender lips, inserted my finger into her a little, pulled it out and found the c******s with her lubricant. I ran it slowly, Lena sobbed, I tore myself away from her lips, I was short of air. My hand was still moving in her panties, her moans were becoming more frequent and louder, I looked at her and once again saw how beautiful she was. Her cheeks were covered with a blush. Eyes are closed, lips are swollen from kisses. She is already waving her hips at me, soon she will have an orgasm. I would like to feel it on my d**k, but for now I am content with what is given. My d**k and balls are already aching from excitement. There is a knock on the door, which sobers us up a little, Lena opens her eyes, abruptly moves away and tries to get herself together. And I am sitting and trying to get my breathing back, because after this it is hard to come to my senses.

- Elena Vladimirovna, sorry to bother you. We have an emergency in ward 5, - the nurse pushed her way through the slightly open door.

- Thank you, Sveta, I'm already running, - but her eyes do not leave me. - I'll run to the patient, and you lie down and rest. See you later, - she quickly kissed me on the lips and ran away.

And I was sitting and could not think of what to do to calm my body. I needed a release just like Lena did. My hand still remembered her wet v****a, her moans were ringing in my ears. My hands lived on their own, pulled down my pants along with my boxers and freed my erect p***s. One hand squeezed my scrotum, and the other hand, which had recently caressed my c******s, moved up and down my p***s. Closing my eyes, I imagined that it was Elena's hand, that it was she who was touching me. Squeezing my p***s a little harder, I imagined that I entered her, how she was writhing on me, how the walls of her v****a were contracting from orgasm. A few more movements and I came from thoughts of my beautiful woman. Hmm, is she mine? I will make her mine, I will put a lot of effort into it.

As usual, at 10 pm, a nurse came and helped me take a shower. I lay down in bed and thought, when will we sit together like this again? In two days I will take tests again and if nothing has changed, then the next day Elena Vladimirovna will operate on me. And then a long recovery. And during this time I should try to get as close to her as possible. When I fell asleep, I didn’t even notice, only later I felt how they covered me with a blanket and kissed me on the cheek.