Chapter 4
Finally she broke the
silence “You look traumatized” she laughed. “Don’t worry, this is exactly what
I wanted. Yes it looks giant and uncomfortable, but surgery was not an option.
You don’t understand how relieved I am to be in this plaster prison, instead of
being hooked up to an IV being prepped for surgery.”
I laughed and said “No, I’m
not traumatized, just in awe of how quickly everything happened.”
“You’re telling me? About 8
hours ago, I was coming back in from my run and going through my speech in my
head… and now this…trust me I’m in awe as well!” She said laughing.
I tried to follow up her
laughter with a light hearted comment of my own. “Well, at least your toes are
painted and cute… every cloud as its silver lining!” I chuckled.
“Ha! Thanks for the
compliment. I got a pedicure before I left home, I had some pretty awesome open
toed heels that I was going to rock tonight when I spoke… had to look good!”
“Well, I’m glad you’re done with all this.
Does the leg still hurt?” I asked.
“It aches. Not like before though. It’s just
sore. I guess that’s a combination of the meds and from the muscles being
stretched and pulled.” Replied Kelly.
Then we became silent. I
stared at Kelly’s toes. I had a sudden urge to touch her toes. Or perhaps place
my lips around the toes and suck them. I walked over to the sink in the room,
grabbing some paper towels and wetting them with warm water. I then took the
wet towels and walked over to Kelly’s right side and reached over to the toes
sticking out of her cast and started to gently clean the plaster speckles.
“We can’t have that plaster
ruining your new pedicure!” I exclaimed.
“Oh, that’s so sweet of
you; you didn’t have to… but thanks.” Replied Kelly with a smile.
“I’m afraid you are going
to have to get used to me doing things for you. Until you are ready to leave
the hotel, I’m going to be your personal assistant/nurse!” I replied.
Just then Laura appeared. She
was pushing a wheelchair.
“We need to get some x-rays
of the leg.” Laura said. Sorry, I know you want to get out of here. But we need
to make sure that the bones are all lined up and nothing moved on us while we were
putting the cast on you!
The nurse helped Kelly into
a sitting position. Kelly appeared a bit unsteady. The nurse let Kelly take her
time. Kelly gasped audibly
when Laura helped lower her leg from the examining table.
“It’s the blood flow.” Laura
explained. “Feels like your leg is going to explode when you lower it.
She was flushed and red
again. Perched on the side of the examining able. Her leg hanging down. She had
her eyes closed and let out several audible moans.
“God that hurts.” Kelly
said.
After taking a moment to
compose herself, Kelly pushed away from the examining table. Laura guided Kelly
into the wheelchair and positioned Kelly’s leg in the leg rest.
Seeing Kelly sitting there
in the wheelchair, her plastered leg held up in front of her, the toes
perfectly displayed… I impossibly felt my erection getting harder…
“We’ll be back in a
few minutes.” Laura promised wheeling Kelly out the door.
Kelly returned from her
final x-ray session about 20 minutes later. “Sorry.” Laura explained. “The
place was jammed.” A pair of crutches were now perched on the back of the
wheelchair. “Dr. Reed will be in to talk with you in a few minutes.
“Why don’t we go ahead and
get you dressed.” Laura nodded to the pile of clothes lying on the counter.
Kelly and I both looked at
the pile of clothes wondering how in God’s name we were going to get her
dressed.
“Don’t worry” Laura said. “You
don’t have to do it alone.”
I started to excuse myself
so that Kelly could have some privacy, but Kelly stopped me.
“If you are going to be my
personal assistant/nurse until I leave your hotel, you better stay and see how
this is done. I might need your help once we get back to the hotel!” said
Kelly.
“Oh great, we could use an
extra set of hands” interjected Laura.
Fortunately, Kelly was not
overly modest. Laura directed the proceedings and I worked under her watch. I
handed her the sports bra first. She slipped off Kelly’s hospital gown, once
again revealing that set of ample breasts. Without any hint of embarrassment, Kelly
tossed the hospital gown on the floor and pulled on the sports bra. Then came
the dry fit tank top. The yoga pants were not going to work, so I handed Laura
a pair of loose fitting draw string hospital pants that she had put out on the
counter.
Clad in t-shirt and thong
panties, Kelly rose from the wheelchair. Once again she seemed momentarily
paralyzed when she lowered her leg. After a brief pause she grabbed the
examining table for support and stood erect.
I couldn’t help but stare
from my position behind Kelly. Her ass was toned and looked so firm in the thong underwear. Her cast ended right
where her but cheek met her upper thigh. I had to be careful, and not stare too
long or slip into a day dream/fantasy.
Laura got on her knees and slowly
worked the pants up Kelly’s casted leg and then I supported Kelly as she lifted
her good foot off the ground and stepped into the pants. After pulling on her running
jacket, Kelly re-established herself in the wheelchair. Laura then asked me to
put the shoe and sock back on Kelly’s healthy left foot while she went out and
tried to find Dr. Reed. Once again I was touching Kelly’s feet. They were cold,
and the skin was soft. After taking a quick second to admire her foot, I
slipped on her no show sock and then slipped on her Nike running shoe.
“Good job! We’ll make a
nurse out of you pretty quickly!” Exclaimed Kelly.
Just then Dr. Reed re-appeared.
“Sorry for the wait.” He began. “This place is a madhouse today. I’ve seen the
x-rays and they look fine.” Dr. Reed made a note on Kelly’s chart.
“I want you to visit with
your orthopedic as soon as you get back home. As I mentioned, we have kept you
off the operating table, but you will have to have regular x-rays to make sure
all is healing properly. I’m going to give you a prescription for some pain
medication. The leg will be sore for a week or so. As a matter of fact, don’t
be surprised if it’s worse tomorrow than it is now. I want you to call us if
you notice any tightness in the cast. Any blueness in your toes. Or if the pain
increases markedly. Your body will usually tell you if something is going
wrong.”
Dr. Reed ripped the
prescription from the pad and handed it to me.
“One more thing – do not
fly for at least 4 days. Maybe 5 to be safe. The pressure on your cast in a
plane will cause you so much pain that it will be unbearable. Get some rest,
order room service and enjoy our city from your hotel window!” said Dr. Reed.
“Life won’t be easy for the
next few days. Everything you do when you get back to the hotel will be a
challenge. Getting dressed. Using the bathroom. Even simple things like pouring
a cup of coffee. You can’t image how difficult things will be.” The doctor
looked at both of us. “Kelly will need help.” Dr. Wilkins now looked at me. “I
suggest you make sure she has 24 hour assistance until she is able to return
home.”
“We’ve got that covered Dr.
Reed, we will be giving Kelly assistance throughout her stay.
“Any questions?” Dr. Wilkins asked. We shook
our heads.
“Good luck to you” Said Dr.
Reed shaking our hands before he turned and left.
Laura pushed Kelly’s
wheelchair down the hall, toward the exit as I carried her belongings.
It was sight to behold, a
gorgeous woman in a fresh plaster cast, with her leg propped up in a
wheelchair. This was going to be an interesting 4 or 5 days I thought to
myself, and noticed that my cock was still firm inside my pants.
I had called ahead and had
one of our courtesy SUV’s waiting for us at the exit. The driver jumped out and
opened up the back door.
It was at that moment both
Kelly and I looked at each other and I said – “Well, this is certainly going to
be tricky… How are we going to fit you in the car?”
