Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 04 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 04

... it was one of the very few drawbacks of our relationship. When I heard a noise from behind me, I naturally assumed it was the nurse. But when I turned, I hopped up and immediately rushed over to Trish and hugged her fiercely. She, along with Lindsay, were the first visitors of the day. In the mass hysteria earlier, I did not even get to talk to Trish and offer her my condolences on the passing of her father. Trish and I shared a deep and emotional, heartfelt embrace that lasted a good 45 seconds, but then her focus shifted to Amy. Trish, along with Lindsay, went to Amy's bedside and, although she was still sleeping, each of them grasped a hand and gently kissed her forehead and cheek. They asked me how Amy was doing and if there had been any update on her condition. Sure enough, Amy drifted out of her sleep and offered a shocked double-take once she realized that Trish was in the room with her. The two hugged, and Trish pleaded with Amy to stay calm and not concern herself with the grief she was experiencing. "Your health, and the health of your baby, is far more important to me than the grief I am currently going through." After more chatter, Lindsay suggested that I take Trish to the hospital cafeteria and get an early lunch with her. "I will stay with Amy and keep her company," she told us. Lindsay was pretty adamant that I step outside with Trish, but did her best not to obvious about it in front of Amy. Once we exited the hospital room and got into the elevator to go to ...

... the cafeteria, Trish immediately broke down and tossed her arms around me in a wild, needful embrace. Safely away from Amy, and without fear of upsetting her, Trish made mention of her father and openly wept and sobbed even after the elevator door had opened, and others saw us. I quickly took Trish into a little alcove in the side hallway, away from the primary foot traffic, and let her have her cry. The poor woman had lost her father just hours ago in an automobile accident. I had no idea whether or not she put any sort of blame on herself as to Amy being in the hospital right now. Knowing Trish, though, she probably did. If Amy lost her baby, Trish may ultimately blame herself for it. There was no way that could happen. Was there? But what about me? I was supposed to be the head of our family. Everyone, whenever there was a problem or issue, ultimately seemed to look toward me for guidance and answers. Usually, I had them. I had a cool, calm nature, and liked to think that I made good and informed decisions that were in the best interest of our family and its long-term stability and growth. But I felt so incredibly powerless right now. I felt sick myself; hurt, confused... one wife had just lost her father, while another was in the hospital with our baby in danger. Could I do anything to help either of them? My spirit was wobbly and, quite frankly, my soul was broken. * * * The hospital staff kept a very close eye on Amy, as well as our child, throughout the afternoon and ...