Author's Note: Part one of the story can be found
HERE
. All written communications (text messages, e-mails) are in
italics.
I felt it worked better splitting it into two parts rather than one long story.
John looked at the message stunned.
"How did she get my number?" he wondered.
Ping! Another text
Can't wait to feel you inside me again
"Who's that honey?" his wife called out.
"Wrong number!" John responded.
If you ever want to see me again, clean friendly texts only. No mention of what happened in the hospital. Save the dirty stuff for Lit.
John wrote back
Okay : - (
was the response.
John quickly deleted the texts before his wife came back out wearing a purple lacy lingerie pajama set.
John groaned a little in pain.
"What's wrong honey?" Karen asked.
"We definitely overdid it," John said. "Instead of resting I let my lust and passion for you kick into overdrive and now I'm in pain. We'll just need to take it easy for a while. But what's gotten into you? You never dress this sexy especially for bed."
"I guess it was the surgery," Karen replied as she laid down on her side next to her husband. "There was a short time there when I didn't think you were going to pull through and I'd lose you forever. Then when you were in the hospital room I thought I might lose you to that sexy nurse.
"I decided that I needed to stop being self-conscious about how I think I look in outfits like this and wear them because you love how I look in them."
A tear ran down Karen's face as she spoke.
John wiped away the tear and kissed her lips before speaking.
"I'm not going anywhere," John said. "You're stuck with me. I'm yours. Besides no sexy woman has ever made a pass at me and I doubt that's going to change anytime soon."
"I know I've denied you things sexually and that you fantasize about fucking other women," Karen said. "Women that are thinner than me, sexier than me, more adventurous, more vocal and verbal than me, and God only knows what else more. I just want to show you that I can be just as sexy as them."
"Haven't I always told you that?" John said. "Every time you're naked or undressing in front of me I always move to cop a feel or rub my body against yours, telling you how turned on I get seeing you that way."
"Yes, you say I turn you on, but you've never called me sexy," Karen said.
"I'm sorry," John said. "You are sexy and even more so when you're dressed this way. Can you dress this way more often?"
"Maybe," Karen said with a laugh.
"Good," John said as he leaned in to his wife and kissed her passionately, rubbing his hands over her back before giving her bare ass a playful squeeze.
As he squeezed her ass he pushed himself against her and she felt his now stiff cock brushing against her pussy.
"Down boy," she laughed. "Didn't you just say we need to take it easy?"
"There are ways to get me off where I can just be a passive participant," he said.
"You're right," she laughed and gripped his cock and started stroking it fast. "Come on, show me how much you like this sexy outfit."
She kept stroking fast, begging him to cum. She leaned in so he could clearly see her emphasized cleavage.
Soon she saw a drip of precum leaking out.
"Let me know when you're going to cum, I want to take you in my mouth," she said. "Please cum soon, my arm's getting tired."
"Get ready," John groaned moments later.
She moved into position and moved her mouth over his cock as he started to moan, putting his fingers in her hair holding her head in place, as his cock twitched shooting a large load of cum into her mouth. When he was done she lifted her head and went to the bathroom to spit.
"I'm sorry, I can't swallow that like you probably want me to," she said.
"It's okay," John said. "I just love that sensation of your mouth wrapped around me when I do cum."
Then soon drifted off to sleep next to each other.
Over the next month, as John recovered Karen continued to dress sexy and be more agreeable to John's requests for increased frequency with the playfulness, from simple groping and rubbing each other in the shower to oral. She was still reluctant to talk dirty like he wanted. They held off on intercourse since they didn't want to risk hurting him again before he's fully healed.
While things were great with John and Karen, he had a problem he felt guilty about. He had been avoiding Lesley's advances. He kept the Private Messaging with her fun and friendly, updating her on his progress. He kept changing the subject every time she tried changing the subject to sex.
