I was tired. When I got inside the kids noticed it right away.
“You look tired mom, party a little too much?” asked my daughter.
“Yeah honey, I had a few too many drinks, but thankfully Jim was driving so I was safe. I think I am going to clean up and go to bed. Thanks for watching over your brothers,” I told her. I felt like shit lying to her, but there was no way I could face the truth.
After showering, I went to bed and got up the next morning. I did my best to get through the day at work, and have dinner ready by the time the kids got home from practice or their friends’ houses. We were eating dinner when the phone rang.
“Hello, this is Jennifer.”
“Mrs. Jordan, this is Dr. Stephens, and your husband, is awake.”
I dropped the phone and slid against the wall crying. The question is, were they tears of joy for his recovery, or fear and sadness about my horrible mistake?
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Matt’s side of things…
I was awake, but still very tired. The doctor said they had contacted my family, and they were on their way now. I still had no idea what happened to me, other than what I had been told, something about a car accident? I would have to ask Jennifer when she got here.
The door opened and my kids came running in, my wife right behind them. They all hugged me on the bed almost to the point I couldn’t breathe.
“Easy guys, your dad is ok, but not if you keep hugging me like that,” I joked.
My wife was at the bedside holding my hand, tears in her eyes.
“Oh my god I am so glad you are ok, Matt,” she said as a fresh set of tears made their way down her cheeks. She looked so beautiful, as beautiful to me as the day I met her all those years ago.
She held my hand as the kids got off me, and the doctor came into the room. He explained that I would need some therapy after four months of not using my muscles, but otherwise should make a complete recovery. There were no signs of any head injury at this point, so in a day or two, I would be allowed to go home. He explained that I would need some help moving around until my strength was back to what it used to be.
Our parents got to the room by this point and were standing towards the back. They all came forward with big smiles on their faces. Obviously, they were all happy to see me awake. I still didn’t really remember the collision, but knew that I was lucky to have survived.
Jenn asked if the kids could stay the night with her parents so she could stay in the room with me. I guess she really missed having me around. Afterwards, they all left and promised to check in on me over the next few days. Jenn sat beside me and held my hand as if we were the last two people on earth. She looked like she hadn’t slept since I arrived at the hospital, and I told her so.
“Honey when was the last time you got any sleep?”
She sniffled a little and smiled. “Every night, but it’s not the same without you beside me. I slept here the first week or so, but had to go home for the kids’ sake.”
“Well, as soon as they let me out of here we can all go home together. I am sorry that I wasn’t around for you…” was all I got out before she shushed me with a finger on my lips.
“You have nothing to apologize for…” She said. It looked like she was going to say more but stopped. She had a sad look on her face but she looked at me and leaned in to kiss me. After the kiss she was smiling again.
“I love you, Matt. God I missed you so much, and will make sure you know how much every day of the rest of your life… once you get better that is,” she said with a sexy smile. I was still a little bothered by her mood swing, but let it go. She had been through hell, I am sure.
“Hey, have you seen Jim while I was asleep? Did he come by to visit?” I asked.
A dark look came over her, and she replied, “Yes he did. I haven’t seen him recently though.” With that she laid her head on my arm and whispered, “Good night honey. I love you.”
“Good night, Jenn. I love you more.”
We fell asleep and awoke to the sun rising outside the window. It looked like it was going to be a great day, and I hoped they would let me go home today as well.
After the nurse checked on me, and the doctor came back to check on me, they said I could go home but would require several therapy appointments and a wheel chair until some of my strength returned before I could walk unassisted again.
I was wheeled out to the car, where my wife was waiting to take me home. We got there, and she told me the kids were at school, but would be home after. She had taken the day off to be with me.
“Let me know if you need anything at all, ok honey? I am going to take a shower, but will be out in a few minutes,” she said.
“No problem, I am pretty tired, so I think I would like to just lie down anyhow.”
She took me into the bedroom and helped me into bed. She pulled the blinds in the room so it was pretty dark, and then got undressed to get into the shower. She looked as angelic as ever, even after having three kids. I would never get tired of seeing her beautiful body, and let her know.
“Honey, if you don’t get in that shower soon, I may have to hurt myself some to make sure to please that heavenly body of yours.”
She laughed a little and said, “I might take you up on that offer later.”
She went into the bathroom and got in the shower. I wanted to stay awake for that possible therapy session, but was dead tired and fell asleep right away. I awoke to her light snoring as her head was lying on my chest. I didn’t want to wake her up but had to go to the bathroom, so I nudged her awake.
She awoke with a jump and looked at me funny, then said, “Sorry, was having a bad dream. Need something, honey?”
“Yeah, I need to pee,” I told her with a laugh.
She got up and helped me into the bathroom, holding me up as I peed. We had been married a long time, so this didn’t really bother me.
We returned to bed after washing our hands. The kids would be home in about two hours, so I thought I might at least test out my physical limits before they did.
I rolled over to face my bride and put my hand on the side of her face. I leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss, which led to several more, increasing in intensity until we were trying to suck each other’s tongues out.
She was still naked from her shower, so I tried my best to slide off my boxers and t-shirt but she had to help me. I really couldn’t move around like I wanted to, so she slid herself on top of me, and lowered down until she was completely impaled on my hard cock. At least that one part of me seemed to function at full strength.
She leaned down and kissed me and started rocking her hips back and forth. She put her hands on my chest and pushed herself up into a sitting position to ride me harder. I reached up and pinched her nipple with my left hand, as my right was massaging her ass cheek. She rode me faster until she was panting and then she stopped suddenly while yelling out her climax in an unintelligible mumble.
“OOOHMYGOD… UGGHGHGGGG,” she panted. She flopped down on my chest, and it felt so good having her breasts mashed against me, that I started bucking my hips up and down as much as I could until I felt the tingling of my own climax on the way. I pumped into her harder, and she was moaning again as she sounded like she was having another mini-orgasm. I gave her a few final thrusts and blew into her so hard I thought I was going to pass out.
We both flopped down onto the bed and just lay, exhausted. I felt so good, I could probably have died right then. She was shaking a little, and it took me a minute to realize that she was quietly crying.
I pushed her head up and look into her wet eyes. “What’s the matter, baby? That was incredible.”
“I know, that was great, and I love you so much. Matt, I thought I was going to lose you…” At this she broke down, sobbing again.
I tried to scoot back and up to sitting a little, as she still sat in my lap, still impaled on my semi-hard cock.
I pushed the hair out of her face and told her, “It’s going to be ok now, honey, I’m home.” I smiled and gave her a kiss. When she didn’t return the kiss, I pulled back to stare into her eyes. Something definitely wasn’t right and it started to worry me.
“What? Honey you are scaring me…” I said.
She sat looking down for a minute, still sniffling, and then spoke barely above a whisper. “I am so afraid to lose you… Matt…” She got up off me and slid back down by my feet and sat still for a minute. “I had sex with Jim… I am so sorry that I ever did it!!” At this she put her head in her hands and started bawling as hard as I have ever seen.
What do you say to that? I had no idea. I just sat for a minute and replayed what she had said to make sure I heard correctly. Suddenly the questions started rolling through my head and out of my mouth, “When? … How the hell? … You FUCKED JIM????” A minute passed with no answer so I started getting more pissed. “ANSWER ME!” I yelled at her.