Max woke up and opened his eyes. He squinted as he tried to make out the fuzzy shapes that surrounded him. The light was almost blinding. He had a splitting headache and absolutely no idea where he was. The last thing he remembered was driving down the interstate. Everything after that was a complete blank. As his eyes began to focus he could see he was in a hospital. There was a sharp pain in his right arm as he tried to sit up. His head throbbed and he fell back to the bed. He couldn’t move his arm. He looked down and found it was in a cast. His left hand was wrapped tightly in an ace bandage. He tried to remember anything that would help him figure out where he was and what had happened to him. He guessed that there had been an accident but could remember no details. He began to get flashes of faces looking down over him. Judging by his condition, Max figured it was probably best that he couldn’t remember what had happened. He closed his eyes and drifted back to sleep.

When Max awoke again it was dark in the room. The only light was a faint glow coming from what he guessed was the bathroom. His head was clearer now but he still couldn’t remember what had happened. “What if I have amnesia? Wait a minute...my name is Max Mallory. If I can remember my name then I must not have it,” he thought.

The door swung open and a nurse walked in carrying a clipboard. She opened the bathroom door and light flooded the room. He lifted his left hand to shield his eyes. The nurse jumped back and dropped the clipboard.

“You just scared the hell out of me,” she exclaimed.

“Sorry,” he mumbled back.

“I wasn’t expecting you to be awake.”

“So nurse...what’s the score?”

“Well, you were in a terrible car crash. You’ve been unconscious for the last five days. You had a severe concussion. You’ve got a badly broken right arm and a sprained left wrist. There’s a cut on your head and you have a lot of scrapes and bruises. It will take a while for your arm to mend but you’re going to be fine.”

“How’s my car?”

“I’m sorry. I don’t know anything about that. You can ask your wife when she comes in tomorrow.”

“My what?” Max asked.

“Your wife. She’s been here almost the whole time. She came in the ambulance with you. We just got her to go home this morning.”

“Ummm...nurse, I’m not married. At least I don’t remember being married,” he replied with a confused look on his face.

“It’s not uncommon for patients who have had head trauma to forget a few things.”

“Yeah, but you would think that I would remember something like that.”

“I’m sure it will come back to you when you see her. She’ll be back in the morning.”

“Well, would you mind at least telling me what she looks like?”

The nurse laughed. “Sure, she’s absolutely stunning. She’s about five feet ten inches tall. She has long brown hair and blue gray eyes. She’s got quite a great body. If she wasn’t your wife, I would be all over her myself,” the nurse added with a wink.

Max sat there with a blank look on his face as the nurse described her.

“That doesn’t ring any bells. Seems like I would remember being married to someone who looked like her. I really just don’t remember being married at all.”

“Now that you’re awake let me show you this.”

She picked up a pushbutton switch that was lying beside Max.

“This will be your new best friend for a while. It’s connected to your i.v. machine. It controls the morphine infuser. If your pain gets really bad all you have to do is press this button and it will deliver morphine directly into your system. It’s on a timer so you won’t be able to overdose on the stuff. Just use it only if you really need it.”

“I’ll be sure to be really doped up when my wife gets here tomorrow.”

Max laughed intently at this scene playing out in his head.

The nurse took his temperature and blood pressure and turned to leave. She pulled the bathroom door closed and walked out of the room.

Max picked up the button, “I guess it’s just you and me now little buddy.”

A sharp pain shot through his wrist as he pressed the button.

“Here’s looking at you, kid,” he said in his best Bogart voice.

Almost immediately he could feel the morphine working it’s way through his system.

“He he,” he laughed, “this is better than sex. Well, almost...”

Max closed his eyes and was out.

It was late the next afternoon before his eyes finally blinked open. He was stiff and aching. He wondered if the whole episode with the nurse last night had been a dream. He felt something in his hand and looked down and saw the morphine switch.

“Oh well, I guess it wasn’t a dream,” he thought. He glanced around the room and saw someone curled up in the chair at the end of the bed. He could tell that it was a woman but that’s about all. She was almost completely covered by her long leather coat.

“Hmmmm... That must be the little lady.” Max wasn’t sure what to do next. He really didn’t feel up to meeting a wife he couldn’t remember. What he really wanted to do was to hit the morphine button and go back to sleep. He could hope that she would be gone by the next time he woke up. Another part of him wanted to meet this new hot wife of his. He felt that familiar tickle behind his nose. His decision was made for him. Max had sneezed.

He quickly glanced down at the chair. The woman was beginning to stir. A wave of near panic swept over him. Before he could even think he bellowed out the first thing that popped into his head.

“Lucy! I’m home!”

As the words echoed through the room the words, “Stupid, Stupid, stupid,” echoed through his head. His wife was going to think he was an idiot, he thought. A small laugh came out from underneath the coat.

“How did you know my name?” she said as she walked over to the bed.

“That’s a rather odd question to be coming from my wife.”

She looked sheepishly down at the floor.

“Well...I’m not exactly your wife.”

A look of relief washed across Max’s face. He wasn’t going crazy after all he thought.

“My name coincidentally is Lucy. But I’m actually the reason you’re in here. My car was the one that plowed into the back of yours sending you into the oncoming traffic lane. There really was nothing that I could do to stop it. Someone hit the rear of my car and sent mine crashing into yours. I felt so bad about it that I rode to the hospital with you. I had to tell them that I was your wife so they wouldn’t make me leave. I wanted to make sure that you were going to be ok and that they were taking good care of you.”

“Thank you. That is very sweet of you. I’ll have to admit that I am a little disappointed that we aren’t really married though.”

Lucy laughed and blushed at this.

“Well, as far as the hospital is concerned I will be your wife until you get out of here.”

“That really isn’t necessary. I’m doing ok and I don’t want you to feel like you have to hang around here until I get out.”

“It’ll be no trouble at all. I owe you at least that much,” she said. “I just want to help make you feel better.”

“At this point I think my little friend here is pretty much all I need to make me feel better,” he said holding up the i.v. switch.

“Oh, I don’t know. I think I can make you feel much better.”

Before she even finished the sentence she had slipped her hand under the sheet and grabbed his cock.

“After all, I am your wife.”

Max was totally stunned. That was the last thing he had expected for her to do. Sex hadn’t once crossed his mind since he regained consciousness. His face turned a brilliant shade of red.

“I’m not even sure that thing works anymore,” he stammered.

Lucy laughed, “Oh, it still works all right. It’s gotten hard several times while I was giving you sponge baths.”

Before Max could speak, Lucy had thrown off the sheet, lifted up his hospital gown, and wrapped her mouth around his flaccid dick. His cock immediately sprang to life as she sucked him slow and hard. The lack of sex for the last few weeks now hit him like a ton of bricks. He lost all reservations he may have had about a stranger sucking him off. After all, she was his wife.

Lucy stood up and quickly stripped off her clothes. She carefully climbed back in the bed between his legs and pulled the sheet up over her head. “I’m planning on helping you feel better everyday until you’re able to walk again.” She licked and sucked his balls before returning his dick to her mouth. Worries that someone might walk in on them soon left his mind as Lucy worked on his cock. She was obviously in no hurry. He didn’t feel too badly about her doing it now that he saw how much she was enjoying it as well. Max wasn’t feeling too bad physically now either. The pain in his body was slowly slipping away as she licked the length of his shaft like an ice cream cone. Lucy obviously knew what she was doing. She furiously licked the head of his cock. Her head bobbed up and down under the sheet as she sucked him. All Max could do was to lie there. He was soon at the edge of orgasm. Lucy showed no signs of slowing down as his breathing grew quicker and shallower. The muscles in his ass began to tense. Lucy was worshiping his cock with her mouth. It was the best blowjob that Max ever had. Just as he was about to blow his load he hit the button for the morphine. It coursed through his bloodstream just as he filled Lucy’s mouth with hot sticky cum. She sucked him hard until she had drained every last drop of the thick white fluid. Max was feeling no pain. The morphine had kicked in just as he came.

Lucy climbed out of the bed and quickly dressed. Max was on cloud nine.

“Like I said, I’m going to do that for you every day until they release you from this place.”

“You shouldn’t say something like that. If that’s the case I may never walk again....”