(This is a work of fiction. All Rights reserved.) Completely rewritten and updated via 2019
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Five days had passed since the accident, and Beth was a still a complete emotional mess. Beth's parents had been hit by a drunk driver while sitting at a stop light. Her father had a severe head injury and had been in a coma since the accident. Her mother had suffered a crushed leg and would not be able to leave the hospital for another week. Luckily Beth had not been with them the night of accident and was the only member of the house able to function at any capacity. She was going to have to take a semester off of college to help them. If not for her best friend, Cindy, Beth wasn't sure how she would have coped. Best friends for years, they were always there for each other.
It was the Friday after the accident and Beth's father had been slowly regaining consciousness, and the doctors were hopeful that he would make a full recovery. His head had hit the dashboard during the accident and he still had the bruises to prove it. They told Beth that her father was confused and unable to remember the basics of his life. They warned Beth that he might have suffered some brain trauma and they wouldn't really know the full extent of his condition for a while.
The next day, Beth was in, visiting her mother.
"Beth," her mother was explaining. "I want you to take your father home and take good care of him. You have to be strong. "
"He didn't even know me just now, when you stopped by his room," Beth said in tears.
"I know, honey," her mom said, reaching out to grasp Beth's hand. "He'll come around and remember that he's on a lot of medication too. He loves you."
Breaking down into tears now, Beth sniffled, "I'm just so glad you're both alive and going to be okay. I was so scared."
"You're a good girl Beth," her mother told her, squeezing her hand tight. "I know your father is in good hands. Take care of all of his needs for me, okay. You're going to be the only one to do it. We can't afford a home nurse."
Beth nodded. "I will. Let me grab a nurse for you, mom. You look like you're in pain."
"Thanks, Hun."
Beth got a nurse for her mom and went down to help get her father ready to go home. Several hours later, Beth got her father to their house and settled into his own bed. The doctors had warned Beth not to upset her father, and to not correct any erroneous memories that came to light the first few days. A nurse gave Beth instructions for all of his meds and care. She let Beth know that he would probably be asleep for most of the next few days. At the nurses request she had put a photo of herself and her father from last year's vacation in Hawaii by the bed so he wouldn't be confused when he saw her.
Beth resolved to be strong. She could handle this.
Beth's father awoke to bright afternoon sunlight streaming in through the bedroom window. His head hurt and he was very groggy. He was also very confused. He remembered being in the hospital, but wasn't sure why. He thought that he remembered that he was married but didn't know to whom. Pictures of people he didn't know flashed through his head. In fact he wasn't quite sure who he was! He sat up slowly and looked around the bedroom for clues, wincing at the pain in his head.
"Shit," he moaned as he sat up.
There was a framed picture on the nightstand, of himself with a beautiful, young girl with the most exquisite, long, black hair. He examined the photo more closely. He thought maybe they were in Hawaii and they looked to be the happiest couple in the world. In the picture he had his hands around her and she was leaning her head against his shoulder. He took a closer look at the girl.
She had soft, full lips and bright, blue eyes that seemed to stare into his soul. Her body was slim and athletic but she had incredibly large breasts hanging from her small frame. He started to become aroused, and was happy that he had married such a beautiful woman. He had a memory flashback of a chubby girlfriend he had in high school. "I'm glad I didn't marry her." He said out loud, chuckling. The more he looked at the picture, the harder his cock got.
"I need some relief. I must have been out for a while," he muttered to himself.
Though not unattractive, Beth's mother was the polar opposite of Beth and tipped the scales at 200 pounds. She was the chubby girlfriend from high school that had flashed through his mind.
Beth's father actually felt pretty good for being in the hospital for the better part of the week but he knew that he would feel even better if he could relieve some his pent up sexual energy. His balls even felt heavy and bloated when he stood up. His cock was hard as a rock and he needed some relief immediately. No sex for a week will do that to a man.
He got up and stumbled out of the bedroom, prowling down the hallway, and peering in the various rooms as he went... He was by nature an impatient man and the growing bulge in his pajama bottoms was taking him to the very edge of sanity. His head was throbbing almost in rhythm with his cock. There was a small stain in his pajama bottoms from his pre-cum.
meanwhile after making sure her father was fast asleep, Beth had put her headphones on and had pulled out her vibrator from its hiding place beneath her bed. The best stress relief is sex relief, and she was furiously thrusting her sex toy in and out of her pussy.
