My husband has been suffering from back pain for a long time. That’s why we haven’t made love for almost 3 months
. He was eventually diagnosed with a herniated disc and was
told he needed surgery.
When we got to the hospital, we were told that I would not normally be able to stay with me . The companion system is prohibited. Fortunately, the operation was performed in the hospital, in
the neurosurgery clinic.
On the day of the operation, I saw that doctor I had never seen since the day he went to bed
. He was one of the assistant doctors of the clinic. This doctor, whose name
I cannot reveal for now, is quite young, very tall. He was dark, long
haired and really handsome.
I couldn’t take my eyes off him when he was telling me that he was going to have my husband’s surgery and how he should behave after the surgery
.
He wasn’t smiling at all. He was constantly frowning, with a stern look. The operating room uniform he was wearing almost completely revealed
those muscular arms that were stuck to his body .
He had tattoos on both arms. On his left
arm, he had a Native American tattoo that started from the shoulder to his elbow, and
a dragon tattoo on his right arm towards his wrist.
It was really sexy.
What wouldn’t anyone give to be squeezed in those muscular arms ? While I was thinking these things , he was
not interested in me at all, he did not even turn his head.
My husband came out about 2 hours after the operation and was taken to his bed. It was evening
hours when other surgeries were over and the doctors came out.
I understood that he was a senior because other doctors called him brother.
When I asked the nurse, I learned that she was about to get her specialty and that she was the most
senior assistant in the clinic, and that she had done my husband’s surgery .
Luckily he was on duty that day.
There were 3 doctors on duty in the clinic in the evening hours.
I asked someone if I could stay with my husband .
Oda asked me to ask the senior doctor, that handsome guy if I wanted , but that it was not possible .
His room was separate. I knocked on the door and went into his room.
He was sitting at the computer . He was still wearing that operating room uniform. The room was very small.
Next to the desk with the computer was a single bed.
My eye was caught there. You can’t even imagine what I’m thinking.
I politely asked him if I could stay with my husband.
But she said no, with her usual stern demeanor, without even raising her head. She wasn’t talking much.
It was obvious that he was a megalomaniac. “Please,” I said in a very soft and pleasant voice
.
For the first time, he lifted his head and looked at me. His gaze was very hard. One
was shivering. He stared at me without saying anything.
I thought I was out of breath . I was very impressed with this man. He asked me that I could not stay with my husband
, but that I could join him occasionally if I wanted, and that I should go to him and inform him at the entrances
and exits only.
I thanked him and left the room. I went to my husband and
said that they did not allow me to stay with him, that I would stop by once more at night and
I left the hospital. I would come at any cost. I
should definitely see him again. I wasn’t even thinking about my husband.
when i arrived. What happened? You will find it in the next story.
That’s all for now. Just wonder a little