Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 5 - Sex Stories

Ty and Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - 5

... going with her. It’s a stupid rule. We sleep like this all the time at home. I asked her to do it because it makes me feel better. Isn’t that the whole idea—to make me feel better? My wife is staying right where she is.” I pulled her back to me until she said, ”I have to get up anyway unless you want me to pee on you.” She was up a second later en route to the bathroom. I ate a really lousy breakfast, but I did learn that I was able to sit up fairly easily and without the raging headache I’d experienced last night. Cinda and I talked for more than an hour until the surgeon came to check on me around nine. “I hear you’re a terrible patient.” “No…I just don’t see the need for some of these stupid rules. Guess where my wife is going to sleep tonight. You are sending me home, aren’t you?” “Yes, there’s no point in keeping you. I’ll give you a prescription for painkillers. Be careful with them. They contain codeine. Ice on your face for fifteen minutes every hour for the next day; no driving and limited walking. Lean on your wife. I’ll see you next Wednesday and we can talk about the mask. You going to remember all of this.” “It doesn’t matter if he does—I’ll remember and I’ll make sure he follows instructions.” I knew when to quit. I held up my hands in surrender. Cinda kissed me gently. “It’s a good thing I love you. You’re downright ugly now.” She laughed and I joined her. The doctor left a minute later. My parents came at ten. Dad had paid the bill—more than $30,000—and I ...

... would be free to go as soon as the nurses could manage. I walked carefully into our house with Cinda and my parents just before one. Kenny and Mandy were there with Fred. Don’t ask me how he knew something was wrong. His mood was subdued as he accompanied Cinda and me to the bedroom. She changed my clothes, dressing me in a tee and gym shorts, as she propped me up in bed. Fred laid his head on the bed and looked up at me. I petted his head as Cinda brought me a Coke with ice and an ice pack for my face. We were alone at last an hour later. Cinda sat on the side of the bed. “I assume you know that last night was a first for us.” I did, but I was feeling well enough to tease her. “Yup! It was the first time we slept together with clothes on.” She gave me that exasperated look. She knew I was teasing her and now she was teasing me back. “Oh…you mean the first time we haven’t made love.” “Yes, and I missed you so much. Unfortunately, you’re not making love for a few days yet.” “I didn’t hear the doctor say that.” “You’re hearing it now. Dr. Cinda is taking no chances with you. I’d rather do without than take a chance of hurting you. However, if you promise to keep your head perfectly still I will gladly take care of you.” “I promise, but I hope you realize that there’s nothing wrong with my fingers.” “I do, but I’m afraid you’ll get carried away and hurt yourself. Now…raise your hips so I can get these shorts off of you.” She pulled them past my ankles. “Fred, on your bed; c’mon, I ...