Joe stirred suddenly in his sleep. It was the hospital room again. He didn't move, knowing that he needed to find out what just happened which woke him up. The room was darkened, the hall barely lit beyond it. Night was official at the hospital. His room door was open and someone was standing there.
As he looked on, the figure reached up to turn off the glowing badge, then shrugged out of a smock which was draped over the visitor chair by the door. That movement showed in the dim light that she had stared moving toward his bed. He could hear other article of clothing quietly slither to the floor as she moved.
A hand on his shoulder was warm as she moved him over to his side away from her. Quickly she undid the ties to his hospital gown and proceeded to massage his shoulder and back. He responded by rolling over on his stomach, where she smoothly continued to rub his back, finding areas where unknown tightness still remained. Knots loosened under her practiced hands, until the world was a soft, relaxed world of comfort.
Her hands moved slowly lower on his back and then progressed to his thighs and calves. His feet were last and became completely relaxed without tickling. Joe felt her hands quickly continue back up across his back to the shoulders, where a sudden quick movement had him turned completely over and facing the ceiling again.
And then the light from the hall was blotted out as she moved to straddle his legs with her own, the weight moving Joe's bed down, but with no noise or bounce as the mattress adjusted to the weight.
Suddenly, her lips met his and hair cascaded down the sides of his face. Light kisses then proceeded down his neck and chest as her hands worked over his arms, pecs, and abdomen.
Joe knew better to interrupt at this point. Simply laying back to enjoy this new development would be the best approach...