A few days have gone by, and Jim has been a great help in getting things done in the church, but he’s also a real pain in the ass. I never have a moment alone with Tiffany as he is always up her ass, following her around, or offering to help her with what she’s doing.

“Hey, Jim, can you come over here for a minute and hold the ladder so I can hang this stained-glass pane in the window?”

“Sure, no problem, bud.”

Jim holds the ladder as I climb to the top of it, about fifteen feet in the air. Just as I get to the top, the ladder teeters and gives way underneath me, causing me to land flat on my back with the glass pane landing on my leg.

“Ow! Fuck, Jim!”

Tiffany hears the scream and comes running over. “What happened, Clive?”

“I don’t know. I asked Jim to hold the ladder! I got to the top, and it gave way. I think my leg is broken,” I complain.

“I-I-I was holding it. You must have leaned too far forward,” Jim stammers, appearing nervous and fingering the collar of his shirt.

“You think it’s broken, Clive? We need to get you to the hospital! I’ll go and get my car. Jim, you help him outside.” Tiffany takes charge of the situation. Jim will be lucky if I don’t break his neck.

Tiffany runs to the office to get her purse and keys. Jim helps me up, and I put my arm around his shoulder. “You little fucker. Did you push the ladder?” I ask, wincing in pain.

He looks at me aghast. “Of course not! Why would I do that?”

“I know you have a thing for Tiffany, and you’ve been cockblocking all week. Perfect way for you to get me out of the picture. I’m no idiot, buddy.”

Jim helps me out the door and to Tiffany’s car without saying a word or offering much support. With each step, pain shoots through my leg. Tiffany is standing at her car with the back door open. “Climb in the back. You’ll be able to lie down and not bend your leg,” she instructs, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth.

We arrive at the hospital emergency room entrance about ten minutes later. She runs in to grab a nurse and a wheelchair. We fill out the paperwork and wait about twenty minutes until I am taken back to an exam room.

“I feel so horrible, Clive,” Tiffany says, reaching out and holding my hand.

“It’s not your fault. Shit happens. If I didn’t know better, I would think Jim did it on purpose, though.”

“What? Why would he do that?” she responds with a puzzled look on her face.

I shrug my shoulder. “I don’t know. I think he has a crush on you, and I told him to forget about it. You were mine.”

Her eyes widen. “Yours?”

Fuck, did I just say she was mine? I must be delirious from the pain in my leg.

A deep voice from the door breaks up the awkward moment. “Good afternoon, Clive. The chart says you’re experiencing leg pain?”

“Yeah, I fell off a ladder. I think my leg is broken.”

“I see. How far of a fall was it?” the doctor asks as he applies pressure to different points along my leg.

“Ouch! Damn it! I don’t know, maybe ten or fifteen feet?”

“Okay, we’ll need to get you in for X-rays right away, then.”

He leaves, and moments later, a nurse enters the room. “Okay, Clive, the doc says we need to take you down for X-rays. Are you able to get back into the wheelchair, or do you need help?

“I think I can do it.”

I manage to move myself to the side of the examination table, lower myself down slowly, and hobble into the chair.

The nurse gets behind the chair and starts to push. “It’s going to take about an hour for the whole process. Your girlfriend can come along if she’d like, or she can wait here.”

I turn to look at Tiffany, and she has a blank look on her face. “What do you think, babe? You want to come along, or wait here?” I ask with a wicked grin.

“Uh, I guess I will come along…” She hops up and follows behind us.

The nurse wheels us down a few corridors until we arrive in the area of the hospital where the X-rays are taken.

“Okay, Clive, up on the table. I hope these aren’t your good jeans. I’m going to have to cut them off so you can get into a gown.”

I gingerly make my way up onto the examination table and lie back. The nurse grabs a pair of sheers and starts at my ankle. She works her way up until she has completely cut open the leg of my pants. She repeats the process for the other leg.

“All done. Here’s a gown. The X-ray tech will be in shortly to get you.”

The nurse leaves and shuts the door behind her.

“I’m going to need a little help here, Tiffany, with pulling off my pants.”

She’s standing there with her hand by her mouth, tapping her lip. “I guess I can do that. I don’t want to hurt you pulling them off.”

I roll to my side so she can pull the back half of my pants from under one side then the other, and she pulls them away with ease. I have no underwear on and am lying flat on my back, my cock fully exposed. Her eyes grow wide as she sees me in all my naked glory. I’m one of those guys you would call a shower and a grower. I’m a good six inches soft and as thick as a can of Red Bull.

“Tiffany.”

“Yes?”

“Quit staring and hand me the gown please.” I chuckle.

“I wasn’t staring,” she replies with a blush.

“Mmm-hmm. It’s okay, it’s a nice cock. I’m sure you’ve seen a few before.”

“I have, but not quite like that. It’s as big as any dick I’ve seen, and you’re not even hard.”

She throws me my gown, and I put it on.

A knock at the door makes her jump, and in comes the X-ray tech. “All right, Clive, time to go.”

I get into the wheelchair, and she wheels me to the room with the X-ray machine. I’m in there for about fifteen minutes as the tech takes several X-rays from several angles and then wheels me back into the room where Tiffany is patiently waiting for me.

“Once the doctor has a chance to look at the X-rays, he will be in to give you the results.”

“Hey, before you go, is there anything you can give me for the pain?”

“Sure, I’ll have the nurse talk with the doctor and see what we can give you.”

The tech leaves the room, and I shimmy myself back up on the examination table with Tiffany’s help. “I feel so bad this happened to you, Clive.”

“Ah, it’s okay, shit happens, Tiff. Stop apologizing. You didn’t knock me off the ladder.”

The nurse comes in with some meds and the doctor in tow. I eagerly gulp down the pills.

“Hi, Clive, I’m Doctor Phillips. I took a look at your X-rays, and you do have a fracture of your femur. We’re going to have to place a cast on your leg.”

“Shit, Doc. How long is the cast going to have to be on for?”

“Anywhere from six to eight weeks.”

“Fuck,” I mumble under my breath. Jim really did a number on me. How am I going to be able to continue my pursuit of Tiffany now? I can’t do any work for weeks!

Tiffany places her hand on my arm. “I’m so sorry, Clive. I feel so horrible!”

“Let me grab a few things so I can get that cast placed on your leg, Clive,” the doctor excuses himself, and I nod.

“To make up for this, I’m going to take care of you until you’re all healed up, Clive. I feel so terrible about the whole thing.”

“Nah, that won’t be necessary, Tiff. I’m a big boy.”

“Of course it’s necessary. You offered up your services in your spare time to help at the church. The least I can do is return the favor. If it weren’t for us running into each other in the parking lot, you wouldn’t be in this situation. I mean, who’s going to go to the grocery store for you? Who’s going to cook for you?”

“Yeah, I guess you do have a point.” Bingo! This means I’ll still be seeing Tiffany. “All right, you can come over every day and cook me dinner. Maybe I can even coax you into helping me with a sponge bath?”

She pauses for a moment with a blank stare on her face. “Um, yeah, I guess so. Never thought about that.”

“When I get all fixed up, I can start on the church again.”

She smiles at me. “You’re such a sweet man, Clive.”

The doctor returns, and it takes about thirty minutes to get the cast on and get me out the door. They cut my pants off when I got here, so I have to make my exit from the hospital in the gown they provided me, with my ass sticking out the back as I walk out.

Tiffany drives me home and helps me inside.

Now, I am resting in my bed while she cooks me dinner. I would rather be feasting on her, but with my bum leg and the pain medication threatening to knock me out, I had better wait before I make another move.