Impact

It was very painful, lying in bed with massive bruises and swollen joints. I was returning to my hometown and got rear-ended by a drunk driver. I travel a lot; it is part of the job. I'm very restless. I’d been in bed for two days and it was driving me nuts. There is only so much Oprah that any intelligent person can stand before totally losing contact with reality.

The word went out, as I used to work for the local police department and they were contacted when E.M.S. pulled me from the twisted metal. A couple of broken bones and a cast on my left arm, did I mention lots of pain?

I was feeling sorry for myself and was very depressed and couldn't get all of the things that I needed to get done out of my mind. Room 213 was where I was. Officers had been trooping in all day to check on the status of me. Quick banter and out the door they went. No one had come by for a while. I tried to stretch upward and every bone in my spine cracked, sending fire racing through every nerve that I had.

I asked for some pain meds and began to wait for the nurse to waddle her fat ass into the room with the drugs. It was dark in my room. The only light was from the television that was on, and the light spilling in from the hallway.

Suddenly, the light was blocked and that brought me out of my depressive stupor long enough to see her enter. I couldn't believe it. We had a thing 10 years in the past, yet had recently re-connected over the beloved Internet. She looked great. Hair was a little different, but she looked almost the same as ten years prior.

She came over and sat by the bed in a chair that she dragged along with her. I asked her what the fuck she was doing here. She replied that she had talked to an officer that had entered her store and found out that I was in town and screwed up. After she prodded a little, she convinced him to give her my hospital room by describing the tattoo that I had on my right hip. She got off of work early, yet was there after visiting hours.

That fat lazy nurse entered and told her to leave. The revolting nurse gave me my pills as I tried to plead with her to let my friend stay. "It is against policy!" She bellowed.

I grabbed her by the front of her maroon frock and told her "Bitch, I deserve to have a few friends drop by. I think that I have earned

that much!" She waddled out in quite a huff. I small giggle escaped my lips. About time I had a little bit of control.

Linda asked me how I felt. I told her that I felt like shit and that if I felt any better, I could go ahead and die. She advised that I looked good to her. I hate to say it, but that really pissed me off.

”Look good!! Look Good?” I turned on the light over the top of the bed and angrily told her to get closer and take a look. I pulled the blanket down to my waistline and displayed numerous bruises over my chest and arms. She floored me with her response. "You look better than you ever have. I have missed you so and just the sight of you, no matter the physical condition, warms me to my marrow". I didn't know what to say, but a lame "Thanks".

After a quick wandering conversation, she asked on how I was "down there" I told her that I didn't know and that it was the last thing I had been thinking about. She asked if she could check. I thought "What the fuck?" and replied, “You bet.”

She drew the covers down and exposed my naked groin. Drugs and pain had rendered little “Willy” soft and unresponsive. "Good luck Linda, you are going to need it tonight", I thought. She leaned over and brushed the head on my cock with her lips. She looked me in the eye and replied, "Are you sure?" I felt a sharp stab of pain in my chest, which caused me to try to pull away. Linda would have nothing of it. She dropped and licked the length of my shaft from top to bottom. I couldn't even resist. Resistance brought

pain and her attentions brought pleasure. What fucking decision would you make?

She began to draw me into her hot little mouth. She stroked my nuts and slurped me into her. Before I knew it, I was at full mast and starting to breath a little ragged. She continued her oral ministrations and I could feel the sweat begin to form on my body. I looked down and could see her pouty lips drawing me in and could feel her tongue wrapping around my cock head.

I reached over and ran a hand up her leg. She was wearing a short skirt and I could feel the seam of her stocking as I traced a hand up her thigh. I got higher and the stocking stopped, but I could follow the elastic of a garter belt on up. I couldn't believe that she had remembered that garters drove me nuts. I slid my hand higher and met the fuzz of an uncovered pussy. My cock twitched and hardened further to my new found treat. I found her slit and could feel the heat coming from her sex. I traced a finger along her

slit and was rewarded with a slick, wet finger. I was amazed that she was so wet. I slid two fingers into her, which drew a soft moan and harder suction on my rod.

She sucked me and I fingered her for what seemed like thirty minutes. The fat nurse entered the room, and upon seeing what was going on, screeched, "What the hell are you doing?" Linda slid off of my cock and stated, "Either get over here and lick his balls or get the fuck out!" The portly nurse fled as fast as her chubby ass could carry her! We shared a laugh over that and then returned to what had been interrupted.

She was a great cocksucker. I had been trying to hold back, just to continue the pleasure of her oral talents. I couldn't do it any longer. I told her that I was going to cum. This brought a deep throaty moan from her and she flooded my busy fingers with her sweet pussy juice. I began to convulse as my balls began to pump cum down her throat in hot spurt after hot spurt.

I don't remember much after that. I awoke the next day with a card sitting on the stand. It read these words only "Get well soon and I will NURSE you back to health, night after night. Linda".

I guess a traffic collision may have a few benefits after all.