1. Time Off


    Date: 3/25/2016, Categories: Fiction, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: wantsomefun, Rating: 86.2, Source: sexstories.com

    the hospital overnight. They got an ambulance call for a woman in labor. She was trapped in her house. He and the nurse had to ride in a rescue boat to her second floor window. It was ankle deep in there. The woman was crowning, but the rescue guys said everyone had to get out, so they put her in the boat. She delivered a baby girl before they made land. The parents gave her the nurse's first name and used Rich's middle name as the baby's middle name. He danced with her and her mom, two people whose lives he helped save, at the girl's wedding. He said that mattered to him more than anything.” Ben was skeptical. “Do you believe him?” She pulled away to scowl at him. “Yes, and you would too if you stopped your damn moody prick routine. What the fuck is wrong with you?” He studied her pretty face in the last rays of sun. “You're always the one who calls me out.” “You do it to me, so I return the favor.” “True.” He pulled her back against him and wrapped the blanket tight. “I need to change specialties.” “You always talked about sports medicine.” “In the coffee shop that seemed pretty stupid. What good would that training have done for the jock with the overdose? I heard all about him. Popular kid, good grades, fast runner, hard but clean hitter. He got reckless and made a bad mistake. When he got to the hospital it was too late to do much, but at least I tried. I wouldn't have had that opportunity as a sports doc.” “Ben, we lose patients all the time. Some things are not ...
    survivable. We hate it and do everything we can to stop it, but people die. It happens. You know that.” “That's not it. I'm not upset with myself. He was too far gone. The chances of bringing him back were zilch. I had to tell his mom and girlfriend we lost him, but I could do it because I gave the kid my best. I know death is inevitable, but in the emergency room I get to fight it head on, hand to hand. Alicia, I want to keep doing that. I like the adrenalin high, and the gut reward of being directly responsible for saving a life is something I wouldn't get in other types of medicine. I want to be a trauma specialist. Maybe that matters.” “You looked pretty down the other morning, Ben. I thought maybe you were tired of emergency medicine.” “Not at all. I was beat, but I was down because I was questioning my career path.” “Will changing specialties make you happy?” “Gonna find out. Sports medicine was my father's dream. He and Coach Bradley in college both convinced me it should be my dream. I don't want to do that anymore. What I'm doing now is … important. I feel alive when I help a patient cheat death.” They sat quietly to watch the moon rise. Finally he sighed. “Thanks. I needed this.” She burrowed against him, pulling his arm around her shoulders and rearranging the blanket. “I knew you did. And I completely support your decision. I've seen you in trauma crisis situations. You get this intense focus to you, and you do magic. Emergency medicine may be where you belong.” “The ...
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