The day after my breathtaking rendezvous with Rebecca at her house, I was given a work assignment in Florida. I was expected to be gone for 3 months. I was hesitant to leave, but also excited to further my career. Rebecca and I met at a local cafe to discuss my temporary move. Florida was far away and I was unsure of what the future held for us. Every time we met my feelings for her grew, I would not describe it as love, but I did have feelings for her, a strong caring feeling. We both got emotional as we discussed what the three months would hold for us. We both agreed we could see other people, but I could tell neither of us wanted that. I knew at least, I did not. I’m a firm believer in fate, so whatever happens, happens. We didn’t stay at the cafe long, there was only so much to talk about and our emotions were heavy. So with a long hug and a kiss goodbye, we parted ways unsure of the future.
By the end of the first month I received a text from Rebecca, we had been limiting our contact with one another in a attempt to make it easier on us both. I was shocked when I heard the news. Tim had been in an accident, he had been sitting in a tree stand and fell asleep. He fell 15 ft and landed awkwardly on his back and upper neck. Doctors had put Tim in a medically induced coma to stop the swelling in his brain, and they were certain he had no movement from his neck down. Not surprising, my sympathies were for Rebecca and the stress it would put on her. I could care less about Tim before the accident, and I certainly have no sympathy for him now.
By the end of month two Rebecca informed me that Tim was out of the hospital and recovering at home. He was unable to speak and was paralyzed from his neck down. He needed a home nurse and various medical devices just to live. The odds of him ever regaining feeling in his extremities were rare. I could sense the added stress it was taking on Rebecca as she cared for her children, and for her crippled husband. Our texting between one another had increased a lot since the accident, she was cheering me up while I was away. By the end of the second month in Florida we were growing closer, the old Rebecca started to appear.
During my final and third month in Florida, Rebecca and I texted daily. Our chemistry with one another coming back like before. She would send me dirty pictures of herself, pictures in lingerie, pictures playing with herself, and even the occasional picture of Tim. Tim looked miserable 24/7, that man layed in bed at all times. Unable to talk, unable to move, and unable to do anything. Rebecca confided in me how she still hates Tim, and how terrible of a husband he was. The burden he has left on her to take care of him and their children alone. Even after all Tim has been through, I still have zero sympathy for him. I was growing excited to get back home, but unsure of the new dynamic that would be between Rebecca and I.
A few days before I was set to come home, I went out with some co-workers to celebrate my time in Florida. I was pretty intoxicated when I confided in a coworker about Rebecca and I. He absolutely loved the stories I told him, and I showed him a few pictures of her. I don’t even remember sending her the text until the next morning when I woke up for my blackout state of drunkenness. She had just a simple response. “Yes”. In my drunken state I had asked to fuck her at her house,in front of Tim. Now that he was permanently disabled there was no reason to sneak around anymore. There was no reason to hide what we were doing. Most importantly, there was no reason to give a shit about Tim, I never had and I never will.
The next day I flew home and Rebecca greeted me at the airport, with a homemade sign that said” Welcome Home.” Rebecca rushed over to me, embracing me with a hug and kiss.
“I missed you so much!” I say embracing her. “That was to long to be gone.”
“I missed you too.” She replied back. She smiled at me, looking as beautiful as she ever had.
Rebecca smelled just as she always had, a aroma that intoxicated me. Like freud trained his dog, my dick is trained to her smell. Rebecca looks fantastic after not seeing her for 3 months, She is even slimmer than before I left which is surprising with all the stress she has endured. Her hair is grown beautifully long, and for the first time she has let her hair go back to her natural blonde. It sits just past her shoulders, and suits her well.
“The kids are with Tim’s parents.” She eagerly tells me. “They will be there the whole night”.
I show her a big smile. “Perfect.” We lock hands, publicly as we walk to get my bags.
Before heading back to Rebecca’s house we decide to stop for some food. As she drives around we are holding hands and acting like a normal couple. It seems our days of hiding in the shadows and quick hookups are in the past. While driving I placed my hand on her legs, she’s wearing tight black leggings that hug her body beautifully. I keep moving my hand closer to her inner thigh, the warmth she is producing is intoxicating. The closer I get, The more I want. It’s not long before I have my hand down the front of her leggings, forcing her legs apart. She has no underwear on so there is little resistance. I massage Rebecca’s clit, she struggles to focus on the road. Rebecca continues to get pleasured while she drives.
” Fuck getting food, I want you now” she tells me.
“We can skip the food then, let’s just go to your place.” I eagerly reply.
The decision was made quickly, off to her place if we go. Pulling into the driveway of Rebecca’s house it looks different than it did at night, The house is even more stunning when you can see it. Rebecca pulls the car into the garage and shuts the garage door pausing a moment.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” She asks.
“Absolutely” I tell her as I grab her hand. The car smells of pussy, and I’ve been hard since my plane landed.
Rebecca is quiet a moment. “Ok, I want this too.” She leans over and we kiss. “Just wait here in the car until I text you”.
Rebecca steps out of the car and heads inside the house through the entry door. As I sit in the car, feelings rush through me. Anticipation, excitement, The feeling of vengeance. But then a feeling of guilt, am I really about to fuck Rebecca in front of her husband, who is in a vegetative state. The feeling of guilt subsides quickly as I remember the terrible things that Tim has done, not only to me but his family and former co-workers. The man has always been a piece of shit, and a karma was going to find him soon enough. My phone vibrates with a text from Rebecca, she’s ready.
I carefully enter the house, and tiptoe my way around to the stairs. I’m cautious, as if at any moment Tim could come home. But Tim already is home. As I get upstairs I see the master bedroom door opened part way, when I enter the door I see Tim immediately. Tim has his own personal bed that is accompanied by various medical devices. There’s a machine hooked up to him that is measuring his heart rate and breathing. The bed is positioned so he is looking directly at the king size bed that he and Rebecca used to share before he was crippled. If Tim was surprised when I walked into the room you wouldn’t know it. The only thing that happens is his eyes darting towards me and then to Rebecca.
“See honey” she points to me. “I told you I was not kidding, and your going to have the best seat in the house of our fucking.”
Tim does not move, Tim does not speak, Tim does not even blink. I can feel him glaring at me, probably trying every measure possible in his brain to make his body move. But Tim never does move, he simply lies there, as still as always. Rebecca walks towards me as I still stand in the doorway, she takes me by the hand and walks me towards the bed, she kisses me long and hard, and purposely shows our tongues touching.
I don’t say a word to Tim, I don’t even acknowledge that he’s there. I embrace Rebecca back, and grab ahold of her ass. It feels more toned than it did before I left, The leggings are smooth and soft against her skin. I move myself behind Rebecca kissing her neck slightly, reaching with the same hand as before down the front of her leggings. We are facing Tim but it’s as if we’re alone. She begins moaning as I pleasure her in front of Tim. She’s wetter now than in the car, her inner thighs wet. Without the seat acting as a barrier I’m able to go even lower and insert a finger inside of her. Rebecca squirms as I enter her and kiss on her neck.
“Oh fuck, do you like this Tim?” She says while smiling, practically laughing. “I hope you enjoy the show”
I subtly push Rebecca onto the bed, on her stomach. I pull sharply on her leggings peeling them off of her legs. I immediately get behind her opening up her cheeks, enjoying the view and use my tongue to dive right in her. I use my tongue to lick her ass and vagina. She moans as I pleasure her. She seems to be louder on purpose and she normally would.
“Lick that ass.” She yells out loudly. Making sure Tim knows what I’m doing.
Rebecca taste’s the exact same as she did before I left. Between her perfume, lotion, and natural body scent, I am in bliss. I continue to perform oral on Rebecca for what seems like 20 minutes, not missing a spot. Using my tongue and fingers to pleasure her in front of Tim. I stop a moment to whisper in her ear.
“Let’s fuck, reverse cowgirl.” I suggest to her
“Mmmmmhhh perfect.” She replies.
I strip nude, making sure that Tim can see my dick. How hard and erect it is from the excitement of his wife. I lay on his bed, in his house, to pleasure his wife. I barely can lay down on my back when Rebecca gets on the bed, she turns on top of me to face Tim and eagerly sits down on my cock. It slides in with ease, she takes it all the way to the base.
“Oh that feels good.” She moans
She begins riding up and down, holding on to her breasts, squeezing her nipples. She never breaks eye contact with Tim. She stares into his eyes and smiles. As she rides me, I can’t help but wonder. Wonder about the rage that is brewing into Tim, as he watches me with Rebecca. Rebecca continues to ride me, graciously moving her hips. Our rhythm syncing together. It’s not only good sex, but there’s passion.
After awhile I nudge Rebecca to get off of me. I scoot off of the bed and stand up. My cock is still rock hard and Rebecca’s juices clearly still visible. I grab Rebecca by the hand and lead her towards Tim’s bed. His small hospital size twin bed barely holds his fat body. 3 months since his accident and he is still a fat piece of shit. Rebecca and I are at the foot of his bed when I have her bend over, putting her upper torso over top of his weak unusable legs. Her ass anxiously in the air in preparation for me. She turns her head to the right so she is looking right at him, Tim’s eyes dart from her to me. You can see the anger in his eyes, but there’s not a thing he can do.
Looking directly at Tim I finally speak.
“I’m gonna fuck your wife and cum in her. The same way I have for months ” I say smiling. “I think I’m going to keep doing this for a while too.”
Without any warning I push into Rebecca. She lets out a quick moan as I thrust back and forth inside of her. Standing behind her I looked down had her beautiful and transformed body. She is stunning and Tim does not deserve her. The passion is gone between her and I, right now I am using my primal urges to fuck her. I feel an orgasm sensation brewing in my testicles, I thrust harder inside her. Gripping her hips with both of my hands I stable her as I fuck her harder and harder.
“I’m close!” I yell to the room.
“Cum in my pussy baby.” She begs.
I feel the release, I ejaculate inside Rebecca. I continue to thrust inside her as I cum, depositing my cum in her. She takes all of as she lays across her husband’s legs.
“Oh that was what I needed, thanks Tim.” I tell him. I slowly pull my dick out of Rebecca, cum still stuck to me.
“Get on the bed” I order Rebecca. She listens, and crawl s onto the end of the bed with her ass facing Tim. As I stand at Rebecca’s side I split apart her ass cheeks, giving Tim the best view in the house. He holes are used, and the light reflects off her wet cheeks.
“Push.” I order Rebecca, and slap her ass hard.
I see her ass and pussy muscles clenching tightly, then releasing over and over. She does this until I finally see it. My clear, white cum just about to exit her. Rebecca pushes out a generous amount of cum. It falls out of her onto the sheets covering Tim’s legs. I take two fingers and put them inside of Rebecca and pull out the rest.
“You like this view Timmy?” I ask. He can’t answer so I’ll assume he did.
Rebecca and I compose ourselves, she stands next to me holding my hand. She reaches down on the bed sheets and uses her fingers to collect some cum. Putting it in her mouth, she walks to Tim, leans down and kisses her husband firmly on the lips. We then leave and walk to the bathroom. We shower together, uninterrupted. Kissing and hugging and washing each other. Things are different now. Our secret is known by another soul, a soul that can’t and won’t tell anyone.
” What do we do now?” She asks me, water pouring off her body.
“Maybe I move in, help out with caring for Tim, and things around the house?” I say with a grin.
” That would be perfect.” We continue kissing and enjoying the warm water on our bodies after a passionate love making session.
Things were different, but I’m a good way. Rebecca makes me happy, and so does seeing Tim in his miserable state of existence. I’ll take it day by day with Rebecca, one thing is obviously clear now. Rebecca is now mine.
The following months were blissful. I permanently moved in the home with Tim and Rebecca. The kids and family think I’m a home nurse aid. Tim has yet to tell my secret, and Rebecca and I have grown closer. Tim’s disability and insurance pay for almost everything, so I’m actually savings more money than ever. The kids and I get along, and are still to young to see what’s going on. I’m not sure what the future holds for us, but for the time being life is good. I owe it all to Tim, the worst boss I ever had.
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