Visit the hospital for the results of your check-up

You received an email this morning alerting you that the results for your check-up had come in, so you decide to head over to the hospital to pick it up. After a brief chat with the people at the front desk, they locate your record, telling you that the doctor will see you in a couple minutes.

You sit in a weird lime-colored seat in a sterile hallway next to a long row of patients, watching as a team of medics hurriedly roll a gurney bearing an elderly woman by you. Is it a bad sign that your doctor needs to speak with you about the report? Couldn’t they just hand you a stack of papers or have Janet explain it? Speaking of which, are you going to get to see Janet today?

You ponder those questions for about ten minutes, when you suddenly see a cheery Asian nurse pop out of one of the rooms lining the hallway.

“Hey Alex,” she says brightly, looking stunning as always in her nurses’ outfit. “Come with me, the doctor’s ready to see you!”

Janet reaches out a hand to help you up, which you gladly take. But to your surprise, she doesn’t let go as you begin walking, and you hold hands with the slender lady all the way to the doctor’s office.

“Ah, Alex, great to see that Janet had no trouble finding you,” the doctor says as you enter the room.

Janet’s let go of your hand just before opening the door, and she goes to his side, sorting through a large stack of papers before finding a small bundle to hand to the doctor.

“How have you felt these past few weeks?” the doctor asks as he peruses the lab report. “Anything unusual?”

“I feel pretty good,” you say. {if Fitness > 1} “I’m getting back in shape and eating well… all in all, it’s almost as if I’d never been hospitalized.” {else} “Still getting back into shape, and I suspect it will take some work to get back to where I was before. But all in all, nothing unusual.” {endif}

“That’s good to hear,” the doctor nods, while Janet gives you a coy smile as you meet her eye.

He flips through the rest of the pages of your report, and then pauses, frowning slightly at a line item. He leans over to Janet and whispers something in her ear. She nods and quickly exits the room.

“According to the lab test, you’re in the clear so far as the parasites are concerned,” the doctor says with a kindly smile. “I’m sure it’s a relief to hear. There are no more eggs in your system to worry about.”

“Yes, doc, that is good to hear,” you say, feeling rather relieved.

“In fact, most of the lab report is good news—I’ll spare you the full rundown, but in short, your indicators are all within a range that I would call healthy, and of course, the parasites in your system have all been flushed out,” the doctor says. He pauses, and then holds up his index finger. “There’s only one thing to be concerned about. The bacteria profile that we were concerned about while you were hospitalized looks to be on the high range, so I would recommend a booster shot to protect you against the potential consequences.”

“Are they serious?” you ask. “Could I… not get the booster?”

“The illness can be quite unpleasant,” the doctor says. “Fatigue, fever, nausea and vomiting, the severity can be rather variable, but there is a small chance that you would need to be hospitalized again. I would strongly recommend the booster.”

“Okay,” you nod, “I’ll take the shot.”

“Janet’s just fetching it, she should be here—” she walks in just then, carrying a tray with a small glass vial and some other medical paraphernalia. “Just in time, as always,” the doctor smiles.

“Now, Janet, would you mind administering the shot?” the doctor asks. He turns to you apologetically. “I have quite a long list of patients waiting for me today, and Janet is very competent. Of course, if you have any more questions for me, or any reservations—”

“Oh, none at all, doc,” you say, jumping at the chance to potentially spend some time alone with this hot nurse.

“Vey well,” he nods. “The side room C is available for your use.”

With that, you and Janet exit the room, and head into the secluded side room C. It’s a very tight fit, barely space enough for you to sit and Janet to stand by you, the implements for the booster shot on a small metal tray. The two of you stare at one another, clearly feeling some kind of sexual tension.

“Could you roll up your sleeve, Alex?” Janet asks.

As you do so, she places an appreciative hand on your arms, subtly feeling up your muscles.

“Very nice,” she nods, and she swabs over your arm with a cotton wet with some fluid.

She draws the needle, peering carefully at your arm for a vein. You squeeze your eyes tight, your arm stiff, for hot as Janet might be, your fear of sharp things very much applies to this occasion.

“Relax,” Janet says soothingly, her cool hand resting on your arm again.

Of course, the words do nothing to help the situation.

“There’s nothing to worry about,” Janet says gently.

“Is there… uh...” you stumble over your words, feeling a pang of fear from the needle. “Uh… maybe something you could do to help me relax?”

“Oh?” Janet whispers in your ear. “How about a massage?”

You shiver, not having expected that, but you suppose that your words could have been taken suggestively, even if that wasn’t the intention… you nod eagerly.

Soon, you feel Janet’s hands rubbing your shoulders, squeezing the tension out of them.

“Is this better?” she asks.

“Much better,” you breathe, and you can feel yourself relaxing under her delicate hands.

“You’re still quite tense,” Janet says, and though your eyes are still closed, you can feel the heat of her breath on your face.

She begins to massage your back, and then reaches lower, down to your hips, circling around, toying dangerously close to your crotch.

“Oh my, you’re tensing up some more,” she murmurs, as her hand drifts over your thighs and moves upwards.

“You’re not helping,” you say under your breath, though you don’t want this to stop, certainly not now.

“We still need to get this shot into you,” she says, and you exhale with disappointment as her hands pull away from your body. “I know a way to help you relax.”

“What?” you ask, and then you feel the heat of her breath on your face again.

A moment later, you feel her lips press against yours, so light and delicious, and you sigh, kissing her back, feeling her body pressed against you—her tits against your chest, and she’s straddled you now, her ass lightly grinding against your bulge. Janet kisses you deeply, pushing your head back, and her hands run over your arms, the passion of the moment feeling so sweet.

Then her lips leave yours for a moment, the pressure on your hips easing slightly, and you feel the slightest prick on your arm. You gasp, eyes shooting open, and see that Janet’s completed the shot, a playful smile on your face.

“It worked to relax you,” she smiles, getting off your lap with one leg following the other.

“Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to try it again,” you say, caressing the small of her back.

“Perhaps someday,” she says. “Keep an eye out for me.”

Janet +20