Shy Wendy Ch. 04

Wendy quickly texted her mom and sister that she was awake and doing fine other than the pain when the meds wore off. There were also frantic messages from Mary and then calmer ones once she had talked to Wendy's mom. Wendy texted her back quickly. "Groggy from meds...doing ok. Visit after school if you can."

Finally there were a couple texts from Tony starting on Saturday evening and into Sunday. Basic messages saying "hi" and "are you around" etc. His last message was "you must be too busy for me...see you at school tomorrow." Wendy realized that Tony probably had not seen any news or known what happened. She didn't know what to text back, as she felt his last text was angry in tone...probably because he'd seen her riding with Eric. She decided not to reply...surely Tony would find out about the accident at school and then might be in a more understanding mood to talk to. What was Tony expecting of their new friendship she wondered to herself. So much had changed in the past few days.

Wendy decided to google search the accident. The story appeared and she gasped at the headline. 'Two killed and two hospitalized after fiery crash'. Apparently both truck drivers had died instantly in the fireball. She felt terrible that she hadn't even thought of them till now. Photos of the wreckage showed the burned remains of the trucks, along with the crumpled look of the Jeep laying on it's side. The story related that witnesses had seen the jeep tossed backwards and that it had rolled once before coming to rest on it's side. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore the flashbacks washing over her. Then she was asleep.

Loud noises and talking awoke her. She could see through the window that it was daylight. There was a flurry of noise and activity inside Eric's curtained off partition. Soon two nurses appeared and they were guiding Eric and his attached machinery toward the restroom. Wendy immediately teared up at the site. His upper body was in a cast to stabilize his arms, and his head was bandaged with the exception of his nose and mouth areas. She could see bits of his auburn hair just below his bandages and above his neck. He walked gingerly. They soon re-emerged and Eric was helped into a wheelchair. The nurses were telling him that his parents had just left and they were taking him for some scanning. The had no sooner left the room when Wendy's mom, sister, and Mary arrived together to visit. Wendy realized it was now late afternoon and school was already over. It was supposed to be family visitors only, but Wendy's mom had requested permission to bring Mary in with them.

They spent the next few hours catching up on things. Her mom and Julie filled Wendy in on happenings at home. Mary chimed in to explain how her "unexpected" trip to her cousin's had gone (providing cover to Wendy's story that she was going to be at Eric's that day). Then she started explaining how Wendy and Eric were the talk of the school because of being seen driving around together, and then of course because of the accident. Also, there was a rumor that Eric had gotten into a fight with some football players over Wendy just before the accident. Everyone at school seemed to be wondering if Eric and Wendy were an item...and as Wendy's best friend, Mary seemed to be the focal point of all the questions.

"He asked me out," Wendy said smiling. "You were right Mary...We had an amazingly fun day reminiscing and driving around. He was so protective of me. How could I have been so blind...?" She stopped at the word blind and recalled the nurses concern at Eric's eyesight injury. Tears filled her eyes. "I was emotionally blind, but now Eric may end up truly being blind...all because of me," she sobbed.

All three visitors moved to comfort her. "It was just an accident Wendy," her mom insisted. "This could have happened anywhere whether you were there or not. This is NOT your fault."

The doctor arrived and surveyed Wendy's chart before stepping over to the bedside. "You are one very lucky young lady," he said in a comforting tone. "You must have had a guardian angel looking over you for sure!" This was the second time someone had said that the Wendy. The nurse had said the exact same thing the day before.

"It must have been your dad," Mary said with a smile...unknowingly touching on the family's complicated story.

"I think you are right," Wendy's mom interjected. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. "He must have been watching over you," she added as her gaze shifted to the window, seemingly lost in thought. Wendy wondered if this was her mom's moment of acceptance.

The doctor spoke again. "We're going to discontinue the IV pain meds and switch to pills taken by mouth. I think we are ok to remove all these neural cords as well. But, to be safe, we'd like to keep you for observation another day or two. There are still a few abnormalities in your bloodwork and there is still the concern of internal bleeding. It would be good for you to move about every so often. Please take a walk along the halls to exercise if you feel up to it."

"Great," Wendy smiled. A nurse arrived with the dinner tray so the visitors said their goodbyes and headed home for the evening.

Shortly thereafter the two nurses that had taken Eric for scanning brought him back to the room along with his dinner tray. One looked to be in her 50's and the other most likely in her 20's. They closed the curtains around his bed. The older nurse left while the younger one stayed behind. As Wendy ate her dinner, she couldn't help but overhear the nurse talking to Eric while she assisted with his eating. They finished and the nurse was asking normal checkup questions about pain or discomfort now that his initial medications were being reduced.

But then Wendy overheard..."This may be a bit embarrassing, but I'm going to need to give you a sponge bath. Obviously, you aren't able to do this yourself. But no worries, we do this all the time. It's just normal patient care. Once you are all cleaned up, we'll open the curtains if you'd like and you can visit with your girlfriend next door," the nurse had said.

"Uhm, ok," she heard Eric say nervously.

Wendy was thrilled that his voice sounded normal and strong. This was the first she had heard him talk coherently since the accident. She continued to listen intently. She felt odd eavesdropping like this, but they were in a double room...it's not like she could help it. Plus it was a break to the monotony of laying in a hospital bed all day. She heard the sound of water and of the nurse discussing how she was going to move him when necessary. Every so often she heard the water being squeezed out of the sponge.

Then she distinctly heard the nurse saying in a very quiet voice. "Don't be embarrassed Eric...that happens all the time. It's normal, especially in men your age. We see them like that all the time. We must be strictly professional of course, but let me just say, I think I'm a little jealous of your girlfriend." Wendy heard a giggle.

She heard Eric saying in a low voice, "I'm so sorry...it, uh, it just happens."

Wendy's imagination went into overdrive. Were they discussing what she thought they were? Was the nurse washing around his dick? Had he gotten hard? She already knew the answers but she didn't want to believe that the nurse was seeing, and maybe even touching, something that Wendy had only been able to wonder about. Was she being jealous? Why was this turning her on? Why did she wish she could be watching? She felt warm all over and fought the urge to touch herself. She held her breath and continued to listen as closely has she could, but she only heard the wringing out of the sponge. Finally they were finished.

"All done," the nurse said. Then, again in a quiet tone that Wendy had to struggle to hear, "I'm sorry about that, but again, it's natural and nothing to be embarrassed about. Plus, it's a good sign that there are no spinal injuries from the accident to worry about. It should go away rather quickly."

"Uh huh," she heard Eric say quietly in what she thought was his sarcastic tone.

The nurse came out from behind the curtains. Wendy looked her over closely. She was young and, in Wendy's opinion, very attractive. Her shoulder length jet black hair with a hint of purple highlighting caught Wendy's attention. The nurse didn't seem much older than Wendy...she must be just out of college. Wendy wondered if Eric would have found her to be attractive had he been able to see her. She felt a pang of jealousy (but was there also excitement?) that this girl had just seen Eric's exposed hardness.

The pretty nurse approached and asked how she was feeling. She checked Wendy's blood pressure and oxygen levels and then went over the normal patient care details. Before leaving her bedside, she leaned in closely, and in a whisper so quiet that even Wendy had to concentrate hard to hear...she whispered into Wendy's ear. "You're a very lucky girl, if you know what I mean! He's perfect! I think your boyfriend will need a lot of care from you as he recovers." She moved back just enough to give Wendy a wink.

Wendy blushed crimson at what she was sure the nurse was hinting at. Not quite knowing if she should respond or not, she awkwardly whispered "Uh, we're just...I mean, I've never...."

The nurse raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Ohh!" she quietly whispered back, "I just thought...well, if I were you..." She stepped back, smiled and winked again. Then in a regular voice, loud enough for Eric to hear, said, "My name is Jill and I'll be on duty tonight. If you need anything, just tap on the call button. I'll be checking in regularly.

Wendy absentmindedly picked up the TV remote and turned it on to help break the awkwardness she was feeling.

From behind the curtains came Eric's voice. "Jill, could you please open the curtain? This is the first time since the accident that Wendy and I have both been awake at the same time!" Jill opened the curtain and explained that they had placed a special call button near his feet for when he needed assistance to get to the restroom. She asked if they were both ok and then left the room on her rounds. The TV was now the only sound until Wendy broke the silence.

She looked over and quietly said, "Oh my God Eric, I am so sorry for what happened. Look at you...this is all because of me." Tears filled her eyes. Eric couldn't see them, but he sensed them.

"Stop it Wendy...there was nothing either of us could do. You know that. It was second nature for me to try to shield you. If all goes well with my eyes, the doctor says I'll eventually be as good as new with the exception of some scarring. Plus, what a unique way for our parents to hear from you that I'm your boyfriend!" Eric laughed as best he could.

"How can you joke at a time like this?" Wendy said in shock and admiration. She moved over and sat in a chair next to him, thankful that the doctor had removed all her tubes and wires. She lightly reached for one of his hands that extended outside the upper body cast. She held it just as she had in the Jeep moments before the accident.

"Mom says you escaped with just a bloody nose and some bad bruising, and that they are holding you for observation," Eric started again. "That was the best news I could've heard. I wish I could see your face and that beautiful smile. I'm still picturing that look as you said yes to going out together! You don't know how long I've been wanting to ask you out...basically forever," he laughed softly."

Wendy blushed at that revelation. "Soon," Wendy said. "We'll be at the movies before you know it. Oh, and Mary was here to visit earlier. She says we are the talk of the school...and not just because of the accident," she added with a laugh. She saw his mouth form that goofy smile that she'd known for so long. "Apparently you snagged yourself a "hot chick" on Saturday!" she added with a grin that she wished he could see.

"Yes, yes I did," Eric proudly replied as he squeezed her hand.

And so, Eric and Wendy were finally able to compare stories and incredulously discuss everything that had happened...as well as laugh that Wendy had been oblivious to Eric's crush for so long. The evening passed quickly. Jill had returned once to take Eric into the restroom. Wendy took advantage of the break to take a quick walk along the corridor as the doctor had recommended. She returned to find Eric back in his bed. Wendy used the restroom herself before sitting down to continue their conversation. Eventually, Eric drifted into sleep. Wendy stayed at his side. She listened to his gentle breathing as he slept. She watched the TV, but her mind began to wander.

In his sleep, Eric had managed to kick his blanket to the side and now Wendy let her eyes linger on his lower body which was covered only by the thin hospital gown. She realized that she could look for as long as she wanted. Because of his bandaged eyes, Eric would not be able to notice, even if he awoke. Jill's words, as she had bathed him earlier, echoed in her mind. What had she seen? Why did Jill whisper to her that she was a very lucky girl? She had said that he was perfect! Wendy stood and walked to the door. The floor was lightly staffed for the overnight shift. She didn't see Jill anywhere nearby.

Wendy closed the door and came back to Eric's bedside. She pulled the curtain closed. Her heart was beating wildly. She knew this was wrong, but yet curiosity was winning the battle going on inside her head. She debated what to do...what if he woke up? Wendy started to reach for the side of his gown when she heard Eric make a soft sound in his sleep. Startled, she jumped backwards. Then she realized he was dreaming. She watched his mouth for several minutes, just to be sure. She heard another soft sound...almost a moan she thought. Then she heard the mumbled sound that she was sure was Eric saying her name. Her eyes moved lower and, sure enough, she saw the large tenting under the hospital gown. where just moments before there had been none. Was Eric getting hard because he was dreaming of her? Her mouth was dry and she could almost hear her heart pounding. There was no question now that she HAD to look.

Slowly, Wendy reached over and ever so gently let her hand touch the tented area of the hospital gown. She felt the heat resonating from Eric's groin and realized that her own body was also on fire. Through the thin fabric, for the first time in her life, she felt the hard shaft of a man below her hand. It felt thick and hot. She thought she heard a mumble from Eric as the hardness twitched below her. She could no longer control herself...she began to slowly pull aside his hospital gown. Holding her breath, she uncovered him. There it was, in full glory. She savored the view. He was fully erect. His hard cock was standing at about a 45 degree angle from his torso. It was surround by a patch of red pubic hair which was brighter than the auburn hair of his head. A few thoughts of Tony's video snips kept intertwining with her current situation. She felt guilty that she couldn't stop the comparison.

Wendy could already tell that Eric was larger than Tony. Both in length and in girth. Plus Eric's cock had a slight banana like curve to it. She finally reached outwards and lightly touched the full mushroom shaped head. It was smooth and hot. She let her index finger trace the ridge. Eric's cock twitched again. She pictured in her mind how Tony had gripped himself to stroke in the video. Wendy let her hand and fingers wrap around the middle of Eric's shaft. Her fingers just barely making it around to her thumb. This was incredible she thought. So hard, and yet soft, at the same time. She could feel it throbbing now. Not just Eric's cock, she realized, but her own clit as well. She loosened her grip enough that she could let her hand lightly stroke his length. A drop of liquid had appeared She let her hand slide to the top and gently swirled her fingers over the tip. The drop of liquid was hot and slippery...just like she knew her pussy would be if she touched it. She couldn't help but let her left hand slide under her own hospital gown. An electric jolt went though her as her fingers found her fully aroused nub. She dipped into her own copious lubricant and gently began that familiar pattern and rhythm over her aching clit. At the same time, she used her right hand to softly rub Eric's lubricant along the bottom of his shaft making it smooth and slippery. She heard a much clearer moan escape Eric's lips.

Lost in the excitement of her arousal and discovery, Wendy nearly missed hearing the room door being opened. In a panic she quickly tried to throw Eric's gown over him the best she could and then feigned being asleep in the chair beside him. As she closed her eyes she heard the curtain being pulled back. Jill had arrived to check in on them. She clicked on the softer light behind the bed and Wendy thought she heard Jill catch her breath. Wendy ever so slowly cracked her eyelids and saw that she hadn't been able to fully cover Eric in her haste. She heard the curtain close again and saw the shadow of Jill moving from behind her as she stepped to Eric's bedside. Wendy kept her eyes ever so slightly cracked and gave a soft snoring sound. She saw Jill glance closely at her. She could sense Jill's hesitation, but then she watched as Jill gently pulled his gown aside. Eric was still fully aroused. The pretty nurse seemed frozen in place...just staring at Eric's hardness.. a minute or two passed and Jill glanced at Wendy again as Wendy had given another soft fake snoring sound. As if making up her mind, Jill then gently reached out to take Eric's cock in her hand. She held it for several seconds before giving it a couple strokes. As Wendy squinted, she saw Jill leaning in to get a closer look at the cock...but she kept getting closer and closer...was she going to...?

Eric moaned clearly. Jill was startled and jumped. She released her grip and stood back staring at the throbbing cock as it bounced slightly. Wendy was on fire. She knew she should be jealous, but instead she was more turned on than she had ever been before. Right in front of her, a beautiful young nurse had just been stroking her boyfriend's hard cock. Granted, Eric had only been her official boyfriend since moments before the accident, but still, he was supposed to be hers. Why was this turning her on so much. The realization hit her...she really did love watching. Her voyeur fetish was overpowering. Maybe even more so because this was her own boyfriend she was seeing being stroked by a woman neither of them really knew. Wendy's whole body ached to be touched, but she dare not move. She knew that her pussy was soaking the gown and chair below her. Was she really hoping in her mind that Jill would continue?

But then a whispered voice broke the silence. It was Eric! "Is someone there? Nurse Jill?"

Jill stuttered as she softly whispered back, "uhh, y..yeah, uhm...I was just making my rounds. I uhm, I was just trying to straighten out your covers for you. I uhh, I think you were having quite a dream, if you know what I mean." She gave an embarrassed giggle.

Eric whispered again. "This is so embarrassing! It all felt so real in my dream. Without being able to see, I think my other senses are a little hyped up. I guess I'm going to have to get used to you seeing me like this. My, uh...my thing kind of has a mind of it's own I guess...especially when I haven't been able to...well...you know..." he said sheepishly. "I just hope Wendy understands when I have to tell her what you've seen."

Wendy heard Jill's whispered reply. "Don't be embarrassed. You're 18, with a beautiful girlfriend. I can only imagine what you must dream about." She glanced over at Wendy and then back down at the still exposed cock. It was dripping with the precum that she had almost given in to an urge and tried to lick from his tip. Had he not startled her, it might have happened, she thought. "And, if I'm being honest with you, I certainly don't mind seeing you in that condition at all. Like I said before...she is a very lucky girl. I'm sure she'll understand that seeing things like this is just a part of my job."