My elderly Dad (75) was in hospital after having a heart attack at home and falling on my Mum pushing her into the table leg. I flew over to them (I lived on the other side of the country) to be with my Mum and to see my Dad.
Once we knew that Dad was comfortable in hospital and that he was likely to have a longish stay there, Mum and I went back to their house. Mum and I always got on well (me not so much with my Dad) and we sorted out where I was going to sleep making up the spare bed.
We ordered Chinese takeaways for dinner, and I opened a bottle of wine while we waited for the dinner to be delivered. Mum wasn't a big drinker and after a couple of glasses she was relaxed and a little bit tiddly. Our dinner arrived and we ate it quietly. I could see Mum wanted to talk about something as it was obviously playing on her mind.
We packed away our dishes and poured another glass of wine. Dear, she started, you know how your father was always wanting sex even as late as his heart attack. I wasn't sure where this was going but also not sure that a mother should be talking to her oldest son (I was 40) about her sex life.
But she was right, Dad was always wanting his sex with Mum, when we were a lot younger, we used to have go outside to play until they called us. He was of that generation (and as was Mum) that it was a wife's duty to have sex with her husband regardless of the consequences. I am sure that Dad never used any foreplay making sure that Mum was ready.
Mum said that Dad was trying to have sex with her when he had his heart attack, and when he did, he pushed her as he fell giving her several bruises. She said that her vagina was really dry and Dad had hurt her when he tried to push his penis in. She had to quickly dress him and pull her panties up before calling an ambulance.
She had another mouthful of wine and giggled, I am sure that you wouldn't be like at dear, would you.