Claire's sick day.

You get back in the room and the only person you see it Claire lying in her bed with only your flannel covering her still. She's just lounging and presumably watching something on her laptop. She waves lazily at you as you come in. "Didn't have anything to do today?" you ask. She pauses whatever is on her laptop, "I had plenty to do, but I called in sick," she says, almost ashamed. "Can I get you anything?" you ask.

"A coffee, please." she says. "No food? I can run down to the cafeteria." you ask again. She thinks, "If you're sure, then... some sort of sandwich... aaaand an apple." she smiles kindly and you nod at her, starting the coffee and beginning to leave. "Alex," she stops you, "Thank you so much". You wave it off.

Claire stands as you put her plate on the table, and you fill up her mug with coffee. She sits, still only covered by your shirt. "This is just what I needed... I owe you". You wink at her, "I'll remember to have you pay me back". She can't help but blush a little, and you sit in front of her. "If I was Lydia or Robin I would probably kiss you for this." she laughs. "Oh? Well there go my hopes," you joke. She laughs, but still replies, "Alex! I have a boyfriend". You raise your eyebrow, "Really now?" you say, "sorry, I don't mean like that. I just didn't take you for the type". She blushes once again, and you continue, "For how long?".

"For 5 months," her face turns sour. "What's wrong, Claire?". She turns away and covers her face with her hands. "Nothing," she sobs, "Well... Maybe I don't have a boyfriend anymore". You stand and move around the table to hug her, you urge her to continue, "We got into an argument... and he won't answer me anymore". You do your best to comfort her and she drops her head onto your bicep, continuing, "We... we ha-," she sobs, wetting your arm. "Babe, go lie down". You help her up and take her over to her bed. She rolls over to face the wall. "Claire, let me know if you need anything".

"Actually, I have to get something from Nala today," she sniffs, "there's a note on the desk there, will you bring that to her and bring the lotion back up?". You nod and move the hair out of her face.

"Tell her she should use it twice a day on the affected area, with gentle massaging," Nala says, "and remember to keep it away from eyes, mouth and other more... fragile areas". You give her a thumbs up and a thank you, and rush up to give it to Claire. When you enter she seems to have calmed down considerably. When you are about halfway across the room, she turns, "He answered". You think you can assume what he said.

"Aw, come here." you say, holding out your arms, and she dives into your embrace. "Thank you," she says, "did you get the lotion?". You nod, "twice a day on the affected area with gentle massaging, keep it away from your eyes, mouth and I quote, 'other more fragile areas'. I think that was all". She takes the lotion, but looks pensive for a moment, "Alex," she says nervously, "Will you... apply it for me?". You nod, "Of course, what's the affected a-" you start, interrupted by Claire sitting up and slipping your flannel off. "My... chest area".

"Certainly." you say, you sit on her bed and let her lean on your front. She squeezes some of the white cream out onto your hands, and you start at the top of her chest, wanting to work your way down. She breathes quite heavily, one of her hands stroking your forearm as you slowly rub it in. You work your way down the side of her breasts, and then cup them, working the cream up her heavy boobs. She moans as you glance over her nipples, and you pass over them one more time, just to hear it again. You continue the massage, making sure to cover the whole chest area, and not just massage her tits, as much as you would like to. After a couple of quiet minutes, Claire turns her head towards you and whispers "Thank you, Alex". She kisses you softly on the cheek, and repeats, "Thank you".

"Will you..." she starts, but decides better of it. "What?" you push, but Claire doesn't relent, "Nothing," she nuzzles her head into your body, "just lay here with me, please".