In Chapter 2, which covered the year since Chad's nineteenth birthday, Kim and her son Chad had discovered each other's body and explored with enthusiasm in their few moments alone together. But now, with Kim's husband, a guy who seemed to have lost interest in her anyway, being stuck in hospital for a minor operation Kim was looking forward to making the most of her son's delightful penis. With freedom from her uninterested husband and with a rampant and eager son, what better thing to do than to enjoy each other.
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Kim drove into town and parked at the hospital with visions of her son's eager cock flooding through her mind; then she found that she had to concentrate to remember whereabouts her husband was, so distracted was her mind. And then she was sitting beside his bed, doing her best to enjoy being with him as he reclined and listlessly responded to her questions. The operation may have removed the main problem but the recovery wasn't making him feel any better as yet and his interest in life outside the ward was distinctly limited.
More than that, the staff sister told Kim that although things were progressing, they wanted to keep Doug in for a further 48 hour or so. He'd had his gall bladder operation but things still weren't entirely right and now they needed to keep an eye on him until he was fit to leave.
Kim's mind leapt as she thought of the hours of freedom ahead, then she quickly controlled herself and resumed her look of false pleasure at seeing her husband.
It was pretty obvious that being stuck in hospital wasn't improving Doug's feelings towards his wife, despite Kim sympathising with him and doing all she could to be friendly. He was somewhat offhand and distracted, even sounding quite uninterested in Chad and his home and Kim even began to wonder why she was bothering, but she continued to put some effort into the visit.
She talked about everything and anything that might be of interest – but then something even more interesting happened.
A nurse appeared with a phone in her hand.
"Excuse me. There's a call for you, Mr Carter," she said as she handed him the phone and Doug took it from her and answered, a frown on his visage.
"Hello," he said, "Who's that?"
Kim, from a few feet away heard a woman's voice but couldn't hear her words.
"Ahhh, ummm, no, sorry, I can't talk right now," mumbled Doug, turning his head away from Kim, "If it's about the insurance can you ring me again later."
Abruptly he shut the call off, cutting off the woman's answer in an instant.
"Bloody insurance company," he said to Kim as he threw the phone down onto the bed, "Sorry about that."
"What on earth do they want?" asked Kim, "I thought we'd sorted all that out."
"Dunno," said Doug vaguely, "They can ring another time if it's urgent."
Kim, on the other hand wasn't so sure. She'd sorted out an insurance query soon after Doug had gone into hospital and they'd told her that everything was in order now – so why would they ring him.....and why when they'd been aware he was in hospital? And why would they ring him on the hospital number when they had his mobile number? She frowned as various thoughts passed her mind. Something wasn't ringing true – perhaps she'd ring them back later to see what the trouble was.
She let the matter rest though, aware of Doug's state of health and his obvious discomfort and returned to telling Doug of what she'd been doing around the house but his mind wasn't with her so she stopped.
"You're not feeling very talkative today," she said, "I'd better leave you in peace then."
"Ummm yeah, whatever," said Doug blandly, then he winced, "Ohhh, ouch."
He put his hand gently over the operation site.
"Still hurts," he said, "Yeah, oh, errr, see you tomorrow then."
Kim leaned over him and kissed him and although she let her lips be soft and friendly, his were cold and seemed as disinterested as his mind.
'He's not well, poor man,' she thought, 'Guess he's pissed off with being stuck in here. Either that or.....'
"I'll pop in tomorrow morning darling," said Kim as she stood by the bed, "Hope you're feeling better by then."
"Yeah, probably will be," said Doug, his eyes on the phone rather than on his wife, "Ok, see you tomorrow then."
She left, feeling almost outcast by her husband's attitude, her mood only brightening as she began to drive home and then lifting considerably as she saw her son awaiting her arrival. Mental questions about the phone call kept stirring her brain as she wondered what was going on.
"They're keeping him in for another couple of days," she told Chad, "No real problem but they want to let his wound heal a bit more and they want to do some tests on him before they let him out."
"Oh, hard luck, that's not fair, is it?" answered Chad, "If you need me to help around the house; to do anything, just let me know mum."
Chad already helped out but with his father away, his muscles and pair of hands would probably be put to good use.
"Thanks sweetheart," said Kim gratefully, "Everything's ok right now but if I need you I'll give you a shout."
She wandered around almost listlessly then grabbed the phone and called the insurance company.
"Did you just call my husband?" she asked, having cleared through their receptionist, "I thought we'd sorted everything out?"
The man she spoke to assured her that she was right and that no-one had phoned anyone since her last call. Since they logged all calls so as to cover their backs his assertion was solid and she ended the call with a downturned mouth and a sour mood.
Her husband was up to something but she couldn't decide what......unless he'd renewed his interest in 'that' woman. That woman was a representative from some company they'd had dealings with and Doug had seemingly become quite enamoured with her. Briefly he'd even been unfaithful, returning to Kim only after he was found out by a neighbour who reported her discovery to Kim. She'd forgiven him even though his actions left a deep-seated distrust inside her – and now it was all resurfacing once again.
She paced around the house for a while, nervous energy powering her legs before she came to a decision. If he was up to something and it certainly looked that way then there was absolutely nothing to stop her enjoying some extra-marital sex.
Quickly she walked down to the lounge where her son was watching TV, stepped between the screen and his eyes and spoke, warmth, embarrassment and lust rising quickly inside her body.
"I know what I could do with before we think about dinner – a drink and perhaps a nice cool swim," she said, "Fancy joining me?"
It was about five o'clock now; too early for their evening meal and it was still pretty warm, certainly warm enough for a swim.
"Any time mum," said Chad immediately, "I'll go and get my swim shorts on."
"Why bother?" asked Kim, feeling suddenly very frisky, "I've seen it all before and there's no-one else around."
