Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 28: I’m in the room servicing the patient~ Ah~

Ethan was lying in bed, mulling over how he could possibly convince his aunt to give him a footjob while wearing sheer stockings.

“I’m stepping out for a bit,” Blair said, closing her book and standing up to put on her coat over her casual sportswear, which accentuated her tall figure.

“Alright, I’ll call you if I need anything,” Ethan replied, having just shared his fetish with her, now too embarrassed to meet her eyes.

Blair closed the door behind her as she left the room, plunging it into silence.

Ethan sighed softly. He did have a plan to get his aunt to agree, like winning her over and then naturally being able to explore different positions with her. But that was a tall order.

Just as he was fretting over this, the door to the room swung open.

The head nurse and another mature nurse walked in, carrying some medical equipment and a record book.

“Ethan, we’re here to give you a physical,” they announced.

Ethan’s mouth twitched in annoyance. A physical now? In the middle of the night? He noticed that both nurses were wearing short skirts with no pants underneath, revealing their long, pale legs.

The mature nurse was even wearing sexy high-heeled sandals, smiling warmly at him, her gaze dropping straight to his lap.

He had encountered the legendary type of woman who looks ‘there’ first.

As the head nurse entered, she casually locked the door and drew the curtains, effectively isolating the room from the outside world.

“Hey, don’t come any closer!” Ethan wasn’t entirely opposed to playing some adult games with the nurse.

But this one had brought a partner.

“Don’t be nervous, Ethan,” the mature nurse cooed as she sat beside his bed, taking his right hand in hers and smiling with her eyes crinkling up. “You’re quite the celebrity in our hospital. I’m just curious, can you satisfy my curiosity? It could be very comfortable for you.”

She was wearing a white nurse’s cap, her long hair pinned up at the back.

Her chest was noticeably larger than the head nurse’s, straining against her uniform, her short skirt ending high on her thighs, revealing more of her legs as she sat, smiling at him.

“No need to talk so much to him,” the head nurse interjected from above him, a commanding tone in her voice. “I’ve got something on him.”

“Alright,” the mature nurse glared at her. “Don’t scare my sweet darling.”

She then turned back to Ethan with a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”

Ethan’s mouth twitched again. Though he was just lying there, looking youthful and innocent, he was not naive. The two nurses’ act was far from subtle. “What do you want to do?”

“How about I give you a physical?” the mature nurse suggested, her hand already slipping under the sheets and into his pants.

The next second, her eyes widened in surprise. She had heard rumors about Ethan’s “equipment” being impressively large, but seeing it in person still left her visibly shocked. She looked at the head nurse.

They exchanged a knowing glance.

The head nurse sat on the other side of the bed, her movements practiced as she pulled the covers away.

Ethan watched the hungry looks in the nurses’ eyes and muttered, “So I’m paralyzed, what’s the use of enhancing that part of my body?”

Both hands reached towards him.

The mature nurse watched Ethan’s expression, noticing he wasn’t resisting too much. Her fingers moved faster, her voice soft:

“Ethan, does your body feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

He didn’t want to talk.

But the mature nurse’s technique was admittedly quite skilled. Her hands were small, but her fingers were long and nimble. As a nurse, she knew her way around the human body.

The head nurse, on the other hand, was a bit rougher, her smile edged with danger, her middle finger occasionally probing threateningly.

Ethan was terrified. Why did he always encounter such dangerous characters? The system only brought him endless trouble. So why enhance that part of his body?

Blair pushed open the glass door of the fast-food restaurant and spotted Emily waving at her.

“What are you having?” Emily asked, a cup of iced Coke in front of her, sipping it slowly with a spoon, a content smile on her face.

“Lemonade,” Blair replied, waiting for the server to leave before giving Emily a sidelong glance.

“Is there something weird about me?” Emily asked, biting on her straw.

“Yeah,” Blair nodded. “You seem very genuine today.”

“Oh, Blair, are you saying I usually seem fake?” Emily asked with a half-smile.

“Just get to the point. What do you want?” Blair said, resting her hands on the table. Dressed in her sporty outfit next to the glamorous Emily, they looked like a perfect pair, drawing curious glances from other diners.

“Ethan’s not just content with liking or admiring Aunt Scarlett,” Emily said, stirring her cream with a spoon while resting her chin in her hand. “He plans to pursue her. Not as an aunt and nephew, or as an adult and a child, but as a man and a woman.”

“And then?” Blair took the glass from the server.

“He asked me to investigate Scarlett’s boyfriend,” Emily said, her smile playful. “I agreed because I plan to help him. I wanted to tell you first, in case it upset you.”

“You told me before that you like him,” Blair said, gripping her glass, her eyes narrowing slightly, adding a hint of danger to her handsome features.

Emily spread her hands in a gesture of helplessness. “Can’t help it. You know, the heart has room for only one. Once it’s filled with Aunt Scarlett, there’s no room for another woman.”

She smiled. “I plan to help him because I believe Scarlett will reject him. And when that happens, I’ll be the only one there to comfort him.”

“Henry Harrison,” Blair said abruptly. “He’s the son of a school board member.”

“See, you’ve already done your homework,” Emily chuckled, pulling out her phone. Then, looking up suddenly, she asked, “So, if I make Ethan mine alone, you really won’t be upset?”

“Ethan and I aren’t what you think,” Blair shook her head.

“Okay,” Emily said, lowering her head to quickly type a message.

Back in the hospital room.

A text message alert sounded.

“Honey, did you get my text?” a deep male voice came from the phone.

“Nope, it’s the patient’s phone. I’m just here servicing the patient,” the mature nurse said, squatting over Ethan.

She held the phone to her ear, whispering sweet nothings.

Ethan lay there, staring directly at the mature nurse’s thighs above him.

His situation was bizarre,getting interrupted by a phone call to her husband in the middle of their encounter was some kind of kink.

“Honey, you’re so naughty! What kind of service is that? It sounds like it’s really happening.”

“Giggle, you know you like to hear it,” the mature nurse said, continuing her actions with Ethan while speaking into the phone.

The man on the phone replied, “Yeah, because you make it sound so real, like you’re actually experiencing it.”