“Sure.”
I took the basin back to the bathroom, rinsed, and refilled it. I carried it back to the bed and set it in place. I went to the door and closed it. Then I pulled the privacy curtain around the bed. I pulled the sheets down, his hospital gown up, and lathered everything in sight. After a few minutes, he was baby smooth and hard as a rock.
“Hmm,” I said, stroking him. “Want me to finish what I started?”
“Sure.”
I bent to the task. In minutes it was all over… and his erection was softening.
“That was nice,” I said.
“You don’t know the half of it.”
I restored the bedclothes to their previous state, took the basin back to the bathroom, and cleaned it. I filled a glass with water and carried the glass and the now-empty basin back to the room. I took his toothbrush out of the bag, dipped it in the glass, and squeezed some Crest on it.
Handing the toothbrush to Mike, I said, “Go for it, big guy.”