Chapter 6: Visiting Hours (Matthew)

“I won’t be coming to the office unless absolutely necessary. I need to be with my son.”

I pinch the bridge of my nose and let out an exasperated sigh. The board didn’t understand how terrified I was. Terrified that if I chose to appear even for a short meeting that my son would slip away while I was gone. Nothing was more important than he is.

“Yes, I’m aware it’s easier for everyone if I’m there, but they also can reach me at the hospital. This isn’t up for further discussion.”

I hang up and toss my phone onto my bed. I didn’t even like having to go home at night. Going home meant being away from my fragile son to be in a lonely, empty house instead.

I hadn’t spent the night there in a while. Audra was the only nurse who bent the rule for me and she had been gone for the last week. I liked it when she was there. My son did better when she was caring for him and unlike the other nurses, you could see just how passionate she was about her job. She cared for us parents too. Not just our babies.

I was going to stay the night, but as soon as visiting hours were over at 7pm, the nurses kicked me out.

I got into the shower and let the hot water run down my body, relieving the tension in my muscles. The stress was catching up to me. So was the guilt.

I loved my wife. We had been high school sweethearts. The last 11 years were the greatest and in a split second, my entire world was upside down.

However, I found myself daydreaming about another woman often since Daniel was born. My therapist said it’s part of my grieving process and it’s completely normal to want to emotionally connect with another person during this time.

What I didn’t tell her was that the woman I was thinking about was the nurse who took care of my son as if he were her own, not just another patient.

Everything about her from her icy blue eyes to her scent was alluring. I imagined what it would be like to grab a handful of her ashy blonde hair and bury my face into her neck to breathe her in as I left a trail of soft kisses behind. She smelled like warm vanilla and coconut and I wanted nothing more right now than to be enveloped in that scent.

My cock twitched as I thought about it. Just thinking about how her ass looked in those scrubs instantly made me hard. I wouldn’t mind it one bit if she wanted to play naughty nurse with me.

I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked myself as I imagined how sexy she is underneath those blue scrubs. I ran my fist up and down my hard length, picking up speed while I envisioned those icy blue eyes looking up at me while my cock is deep in her throat. The image sends me over the edge, coming so hard I start to see stars.

I finish showering, get dressed and crawl into my empty bed. I feel a twinge of guilt as I wonder if she really would make me come so hard I would see stars… or if it was just my fantasy.