Chapter 8

I withdrew my cock from her ass. “Lay on your back” I instructed. She hesitantly stood up, not sure what to expect next. I stood there waiting for her with an impatient look on my face.

I wiped my cock off on the white t-shirt that I had taken off myself and tossed it over towards the hamper.

Becky nervously laid down on her back on the bed.

“Becky, just relax. I’m not going to hurt you. But, I do want to fulfill your wish, to make this something you will forever remember.” I said in a matter-of-fact tone.

This seemed to help her to relax. I spanked her clit with my still hard cock. She had cum so many times the room was now starting to smell of wanton raw sex. I slid my entire cock into her. Because she was so wet, her pussy accepted my invader with no resistance. At this point, I went into “Sasha-mode”. I began to hammer her wet musky pussy with everything I had. Faster and faster, in and out, harder and harder until my hip movements would appear to be just a blur to anyone watching.

Harder and harder. Harder and harder. Her breath became very shallow. I heard her gasping for air. And, suddenly, it happened again. She went totally limp. No movement. Again, I called her name a couple of times. Then had to resort to the smack on her face. That restarted things again as she made a huge gasp of air.

It took her a couple of minutes to get her bearings. She looked at me with a bewildered look. “What just happened? Did you just slap me, my cheek is stinging.” She asked.

I stopped fucking her but left my cock inside of her sopping pussy.

“Yes, I slapped you. You passed out during sex. This is the only way that I know of to revive someone to get them to breathe again. Hun, you are not the first one that I have encountered doing that.” I replied, trying to explain.

“You ... you mean ... I passed out from fucking?” She hesitantly asked.

“Yes.”

“Can we do it again? That has never happened to me ... EVER. I want to do it again.” She said giggling.

“Becky, I’m not sure a second time will happen.” I responded.

“PLEASE ... PLEASE!” She begged.

Without saying a word, I began pushing my cock into her again hard. I withdrew it almost all the way leaving jus the head in and pushing it hard and deep. Deeper and deeper I went. I changed her position a little, putting her feet over my shoulders. I felt her cervix hitting my cockhead. Harder and Harder I kept pounding her pussy, which by now was loose. Even with the size of my cock there was room for at least two fingers in there.

Still in “Sasha-mode” I kept pounding her until I heard that all familiar gasping sound.

“Becky ... Becky ... Becky, stay with me. Look into my eyes ... Becky” Somehow I knew she was holding her breath to achieve the passing out experience again.

And, once again, it happened. She went totally limp. ‘Smack’ again on the same cheek. A red mark was now beginning to form on that cheek where I slapped her to revive.

Again, she looked at me as a lost puppy looks at their owner. Her eyes were heavy and still a bit glazed over.

“Becky, Becky are you ok?” I asked truly worried about her.

With her heart in her eyes, she replied with a ‘dreamy’ voice, “Oh yeah. I better than ok. I feel fucking fabulous. You better believe I’m telling all my female nurse friends about you! So many of them are in tired, stale marriages. Some of them keep finding loser boyfriends who are totally lame in bed. Yet, others miss the satisfaction of just animalistic raw lust. You, my dear, provide the solution to all their needs.”

“Ah, no. I mean, what I did for you is different. You asked me to give you something that you would remember for the rest of your life. I’m not going to do that for every horny woman at your ER. I have a job. I’m a chauffeur. I make more money than you and 4 of your nurses combined. In fact, the lady I was seeing in exam room 5, my friend Jill, will make over $600K this year alone. How much do you make?” I said matter of fact.

“We make good money, I make almost 58K. I don’t have a job making some pitiful $13.00 an hour you know,” Becky said all defensively.

“Becky, I’m not dismissing the amount of hard work you put in getting to this point in your life. I was only pointing out that I really like my job and get paid well for it. So then, let me ask you ... will you always remember today for the rest of your life?” I said, trying to direct this conversation in a different direction before it got out of hand.

“Absolutely!” she exclaimed.

“Then my dear, I have given you the gift you asked of me. Go. Go marry that lucky guy who loves you. Make a wonderful life with him. Don’t look back. Just fondly remember our morning together. Can you do that?” I asked hoping for the correct answer.

“Yes” she said sheepishly.

I got up off her. I helped her up off the bed. I leaned in and kissed her passionately. I showed her where the bathroom is located if she wanted to shower up before leaving. She declined. She put her work clothes gave me a light kiss and headed out my front door.

I decided that before I grab a shower, I needed to call work. I look at the clock while I’m dialing my cell phone. It read “1:15pm”. What the hell? How did time get away from me?

“Good afternoon, this is Marsha, will this be for pick up for delivery?”

“Marsha, this is David Greene, the new guy. When am I to come in tonight and since Jill is in the hospital, will I be driving or still riding?”

“Hold on please while I transfer you to Tina,” Marsha said.

There was music while on hold along with a crappy on hold advertisement about the limo company. It sounded to me like a teenager wrote the script. There was no pizzazz, no punch, no sense of urgency, and most of all it was boring.

“Hello, This, is Tina. How may I help you?”

“Hey Darling. It’s me. I’m sure happy to hear your voice. I called to ask a couple of things. When am I do in? Am I driving or am I riding with someone else since Jill is in the hospital?” I asked her now smiling that she came to the phone instead of Sasha.

“Sasha took you off the schedule. She said she saw you and Jill playing in the Hummer and she believes that you probably caused Jill to have her accident. I’m sorry David, I need to go now. Take care.” And with that she hung up.

WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED? I screamed in my head.

I sat down on the bed and hung my head. What the fuck do I do now?

Suddenly, it hit me. I need to shower, change, eat, and go see Jill. She is most important now.

I went to my pants and pulled out the money. I peeled off a couple hundred bucks and threw them on the bed next to my wallet, keys, and cell phone. I took the remaining money and put it in my safe. I did the math in my head 1600 for Thursday, 15K for Friday, and 32.5K for last night. Let’s see, that totals $49,100 in three days of work ... and tomorrow is pay day. So, there will be an additional 5K (after taxes) tomorrow in my bank account.

I laid out some relaxing clothes such as loose-fitting jeans, a button-down dress shirt in yellow, underwear, socks, belt, and my sneakers.

After taking a long hot shower, I felt refreshed. It popped into my head that I had to change the sheets. After I got out of the shower, I shaved, dressed, and stripped the bed. I went to the closet and grabbed clean sheets. It took me about 15 minutes to make the bed and put the pillows into the pillowcases.

I called the hospital to check on Jill. They said she was awake, but that was all they were ‘allowed’ to tell me due to HIPPA laws.

I put my socks and sneakers on, grabbed my wallet, keys, money, and cell phone and headed out to go see Jill.

I was deep into thought as I pulled into the hospital parking lot. Suddenly, I became self-aware. How the hell did I get here? I didn’t remember the drive at all.

I parked and went into the hospital to go see Jill. Thankfully, the gift shop was open. I bought a card and flowers and a small vase. I signed the card and had the cashier put the vase in a bag to make it easier to carry to her room.

“Room 188-A” I said to myself.

After navigating the halls to finally get to Jill’s room, I was shocked to see Sasha there.

I stood at the doorway stunned.

Jill piped up, “DAVID! Get in here.”

I went in and kissed Jill on the cheek. I asked how she was doing, intentionally ignoring Sasha until I had spoken to Jill. I handed Jill the flowers and the card. She read the card, chuckling a bit, then smelled the flowers. I took the vase out of the bag, put some water in it from her water pitcher and put the flowers in the vase. I set them on the piece of furniture under her tv.

“I’m doing ok. They fed me, which is ok because I was famished, but the food here is not all that good. They took me for another round of that MRI stuff. The doctor is supposed to be in here shortly to discuss the new batch of tests.” Jill told me.

I leaned in and hugged her tightly, making sure she knew that everyone at work is pulling for her.

“Mr. David, do you know that I have taken you off the schedule?” She said dripping with attitude like the cat who ate the mouse.

“What? Sasha, no! You can’t do that. The clients LOVE him. Why are you doing that?” Jill said with wonder and a touch of anger in her voice.

“This does not concern you Miss Morgan. It’s about what David did. He violated the rules. I warned him, and he ignored my warning. Now he will reap the punishment.” Sasha said with an Air of superiority in her voice.

“Mr. David, don’t you have anything to say to defend your insolent actions?” Sasha continued.

“When the hell did I become ‘Miss Morgan’?? A couple of minutes ago I’m Jill now I’m Miss Morgan? What the fuck?” Jill said in a controlled anger.

“A few minutes ago, you were still my number one driver. But, now I think you need to be put on probation for siding with Mr. David.” Sasha fired back at Jill.

“Sasha, I think you need to leave now. I’m here to see Jill. I didn’t come here to have an argument with you. I came for Jill. Please see yourself out.” I directed.

Sasha picked up her purse in a huff and stormed out of the hospital room.

I turned and hugged Jill as hard as I could without hurting her. I kissed her passionately. I stroked her hair and caressed her back.

There was a knock on the hospital room door from the doctor. I stepped around to the other side of her bed to face the doctor. I held Jill’s hand as he gave us the news.

“I don’t see any internal injuries. You have a lot of bruised ribs and even a small bruise on your gallbladder. The baby is fine. She’s about 7 or 8 weeks along. If you have someone to take care of you, I can release you today.” Doctor Shapiro said.

“She?” Jill remarked.

“Yes, She. We got a great look at her. I have a couple of pictures for you of her.” The doctor said as he reached into the pocket of his white doctor coat.

“David, did you hear that? I have a daughter.”

Jill’s eyes teared up and began flowing tears of joy down her cheeks.

“David, what am I going to do? My job is in question. I’m pregnant with another guy’s baby. The police are suspecting that I am running drugs. And, the only one who cares about me is the one guy I can’t have ... ain’t life grand?” Jill said in a suddenly dejected tone.

The tears started flowing again, but now, it was not tears of joy. I just held her hand and put my arm around her to hug her.

We stayed that way for nearly an hour. As my feet were getting tired, the charge nurse came in with Jill’s discharge papers. An orderly followed right behind her with a wheelchair.

“Ms. Morgan, its time for you to get dressed and head home. I’m sure you will be missing our great food here.” The charge nurse said laughing out loud.

I helped Jill off the hospital bed. “Do you need someone to help you get naked?” I said chuckling before she headed into the bathroom to put her bundled up clothes from the car accident back on. She playfully slapped me on the shoulder as she went by me.

“Hey, Hun, if we take it slow, do you feel up for just one stop?” I asked.

“Well, I don’t know. It may be a lot for me. Doctor said to take it easy.” Jill replied from inside the bathroom.

After several minutes of silence, the bathroom door opened. She walked gingerly towards the wheelchair.

“David is this stop important?” Jill asked.

“Would I ask if it wasn’t important. I’ll make it as quick as possible. I know you’re not feeling well.” I said with my heart in my eyes trying to convince her.

“Ok. But please remember, I’m still wobbly.” She said.

“Let me go get the car and meet you at the front door to the hospital.” I said to the transport guy.

I ran through the hospital hallways getting to my car rather quickly. I started the car and drove around the parking lot towards the front door. I got there before the transport guy with Jill.

My phone rang. I saw it was Tina. I answered it.

“David, this is Tina. I’m calling to tell you that Sasha has forbidden me from ever seeing you, talking to you, or communicating with you in any way. In fact, she’s made me put you on speaker phone, so she could listen in to this call.” Tina said with a definite tremble in her voice.

“I’m sorry David. Goodbye.” And the phone went silent.

I sat there stunned.

The next thing I knew was a knocking on the window of the passenger door. I looked over, it was Jill sitting in the wheelchair waiting for me to unlock the door. I hit the unlock button, jumped out of my side, ran around to her side and gingerly helped her out of the chair and into the car. I gently put the seatbelt across her, clicked it into the buckle and shut her door.

I started the car and headed off the hospital property.

“What happened?” Jill asked.

“Nothing.” I replied with my mind somewhere other than inside my car.

“David, you’re a lot of things, but having a good poker face is not one of them. Obviously, something happened between leaving my room and me getting in the car. If it’s going to be too much for you...” Jill’s words trailed off.

“No, no, no. That’s not it at all. Tina just called me. We’re through. Sasha said so.” I told her, my mind still miles away.

“Uggggh, that bitch! She knows just how to push everyone’s buttons, so she gets her way with everything. She infuriates me.” Jill said with some anger in her voice.

We drove a bit before I pulled into a small shopping plaza and parked in front of a store front that said, “Isaac’s Jewelry”.

“There’s something I wanted to get, but I need your help in picking it out.” I said to Jill.

I turned the car off. I got out and ran around to Jill’s side of the car. I opened the door and slowly and carefully got Jill out of the car. I put my arm out for her to hold on to as we walked into the jewelry store.

“David, what are we doing here? Didn’t you just say that Tina just broke up with you because of Sasha? Don’t waste your money on her, buying her some piece of jewelry. It won’t work. Sasha is too strong. Let yourself heal and move on.” Jill said trying to be as sweet and gentle with my feelings as she could be.

“Jill, it doesn’t hurt to look, does it?” I answered back.

We walked into the store. The security guard asked if we had any weapons. We told him no and walked towards a counter to be greeted by a large Jewish man with a rather big nose.

“Hello, welcome to Isaac’s Jewelry. I’m Jacob. How may I be of assistance?”

I spoke up, “Um, we’re here to look at engagement rings and wedding sets.”

“DAVID, what are you doing. You’re going to make yourself miserable. It’s OVER. It’s over, it’s over.” Jill said pleading with me to come to my senses.