Page 38 of Mistaken Intention

“Okay. I think I’m ready to stand.”

“Sure?”

I nod my head, and she steps right in front of me, taking my hands. Then, looking into her eyes, I raise myself up onto my feet. I’m towering over her now, although she’s a lot steadier than I am, like she’s the rock and I’m the tide, swaying back and forth.

“Whoa… this really is weird.”

“It’s okay. I’ve got you.”

I look down into her blue-gray eyes and kind of lose myself for a moment. I think it could become an endless moment, during which she gazes up at me, too… except I suddenly notice a strange sensation behind me. It’s like a draft of cool air and I let go of her hand, reaching around to feel my bare ass.

“Um… why is there no back to this nightshirt thing?”

She purses her lips, trying very hard not to smile. “Because that’s how hospital gowns are designed.”

“By whom? A pervert?”

She giggles, and despite my embarrassment at having my ass exposed, my cock hardens. The sound of her giggle seems to do that to me. Or maybe it’s just her presence.

“Do you wanna try taking a few steps?”

“Are you gonna peek?”

“At what?”

“My ass.”

A smile tugs at her lips, her eyes sparkling. “I might.”

“In that case, let’s try it.” I hear her slight gasp, noticing the blush on her cheeks. “Did I embarrass you?”

“Of course not. I’m a nurse. We’re impossible to embarrass.”

“Then why are you blushing?”

“I’m not. Now come on, right foot forward.”

“Yes, boss.”

She shakes her head and I move my right foot, my head spinning just slightly. I grip her hands a little tighter and take a deep breath, moving my left foot.

“Well done. Keep going.”

Slowly but surely, I make it across the room, reaching the chair by the window in around five minutes… a pitiful length of time.

“You need to sit for a while.”

“Is that because you’re worried you might see my ass?”

She chuckles. “No. It’s because you’ve suffered a serious concussion, and you need to rest.”

I sit, looking up at her. “I hate to admit it, but I feel ludicrously tired.”

“It’ll get better. I promise. But before you get too comfortable, I’m gonna give you some exercises to do.”

“Really? You heard the bit where I just said I’m tired, didn’t you?”

“Yes, but it’s not your body I’m interested in, it’s your brain.”

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