It had started slow. She felt a tickle in the back of her throat and a tightness in her chest. It was going around, a deep hacking cough and fever. It had been a hard week at work, with a lot of staff staying home sick. She took vitamins and put some of that new product up her nose. The one that was supposed to shorten and reduce cold symptoms.
That evening she was extra tired. It had been a long day, and now her kids had brought the grand baby over on short notice when their babysitter flaked out on them. It was only a couple of hours and she normally loved to spend time with her grand daughter, but today she just sat and watched the little blond girl play with her toys.
When he got home she did not hop up and rush to meet him like she normally did. He made an ominous rumble. He liked her to greet him. The last time she had just sat, he had picked her up by her hair.
He saw that she had the baby in her lap and he grinned, distracted from his displeasure. He loved the baby. She just sat and watched as he played with her. Her head felt full of cotton wool.
She warned him, "I think I am getting sick. You should do some of that nose stuff."
He looked at her and frowned. "No you are not. It is just an allergy or something, or just that thing I had last week."
"I hope so. The people at work have been really sick." She secretly worried that she had forgotten to get a flu shot this year.
He looked up, "Did you tell me you were baby sitting tonight?"
She cleared her throat, for the first time coughed a soft careful cough, and then erupted into a wracking series of deep dry barks. When the coughing subsided, she choked out, "Baby sitter pulled a no show."
"I had plans for tonight." His eyes were warm and calculating.
"Plans that include me?" She met his eyes and smiled a slow happy smile. "They will be picking her up around 7:30."
As soon as her son picked up the baby, she curled up on the couch with a hot drink. It was early, but she found herself falling asleep. He woke her up off the couch around 8:30, stroking her hair and pulling her to stand. Again she felt the tickle in her chest but resisted the instinct to cough.
She staggered and blinked. "Wow, I really fell asleep."
As they brushed their teeth, he stood close behind her, slowly rubbing his cock against her ass. She slowly rubbed back, going through the motions but not feeling it. She sighed and briefly debated asking if she could just sleep, but other than being sleepy she really didn't feel that bad.
He was unusually gentle. Pulling her to him and taking a long time just devoted to kissing. Long soft kisses with him in the lead. The one time she leaned in and tried to reciprocate, to push her tongue into his mouth, he pulled away and made a soft negative grunt. After that he pushed her onto her back, tangled his hands in her hair, trapping her, holding her still.
Leaning down he took her nipple in his mouth, sucking hard and pulling at her with his teeth. For the first time she made a soft sound in the back of her throat. She arched her back, lifting her breasts to him, silently begging for more. Her whole body starting to tingle and squirm.
When she reached down his belly, craving to feel his heat and hardness, he again made the soft negating sound. She pulled her hands away, carefully laying on the bed above her head, finding and gripping a pillow. As his fingers found her center, spreading and stroking the hot damp folds of her pussy, she whimpered and spread her legs.
"Like that?" His voice was deep and demanding a response. She opened her eyes and saw that he was looking at her face intently, watching as each wave of pleasure flowed over her.
She blinked, trying to meet his eyes, and groaned out, "Oh yes, sir. It feels good."
He had an intense almost predatory smile on his face. She could tell he was enjoying playing her, forcing her responses to him. When her hips began to lunge against his touches and her eyes began to lose focus, he knelt between her legs and slowly entered her. Once more she found her eyes locked with his, as a soft groan of happiness shook her.
He lifted her legs, pushing her knees up high and resting his weight on the backs of her thighs. This steep angle pushed him against the walls of her cunt hard and at the same time pressed his balls against her ass, sending waves of excitement through her.
She ground herself against him as he began to slowly sensually thrust deep into her. As he pulled out she could feel the hot wet shaft slide down the crack of her ass and then he would push hard back into her, filling her, forcing groans and whimpers from her.
She began to shake hard, her whole body going rigid. He could tell she was close and he moved his hands to her ankles, pushing them down around her ears. She could feel the stretch and pull of her muscles, the strain adding an edge of pain into the swirl of sensations lifting her, pushing her up and over the top.
As she fell over the edge, she grated out, "Oh god, fuck me. Fuck me hard." She struggled to move against him, to arch and lunge back to meet his hard slamming thrusts, but he was holding her too tight. All she could do was grip the pillows in her hands and groan as her climax shook her.
He made a soft, triumphant grunt as he joined her. His hips jerking and spasming against her. His hot essence washed inside her.
As she came back to herself, she became aware for the first time she was gasping through her open mouth, her sinuses completely solid and aching. As they snuggled up together, she tensed and whimpered.
"Whats the matter baby?" His voice was soft and sleepy.
"I have a muscle cramp."
"In your leg? I was pushing them up pretty hard."
She felt a wave of embarrassment. "Um... no. Its between my legs. In my butt." As the muscles spasmed and clenched, she flinched and moaned out a soft moan. "I never had this happen before."
She pulled herself from the bed and stood uncertainly. It was not unusual for her to have some muscle pain after sex. He like to push her into some pretty contorted positions. Usually any cramp or muscle pain was easy to deal with. She could stretch or massage away the pain but now it was deep inside her. "I think I will try to walk it off." She went to her dressing room and pulled on a soft pair of pajamas. As she leaned down to pull on the bottoms, her calf tried to seize up.
Standing up she forced the muscle to stretch out, refusing to let it cramp. This was weird. Her head heavy and hot. Her nose was completely stuffed up and she had to breath through her mouth.
Walking into the bathroom she took some aspirin and drank a big swallow of night time cold medicine. She put another application of the cold prevention medicine up her nose. She saw him watching her and held up one of the applicators. "Want one?"
"No. How are you feeling?"
"Horrible."
She made a bed for herself on the couch and curled up with her laptop. She was wide awake, though she felt dull and achy. She could not focus on writing or even reading. She sat mindlessly playing endless Gem Drop. The tightness in her chest was getting worse and she was having more and more difficulty resisting the urge to cough.
She did not know when she fell asleep. It was 3:00 am in the morning she woke with a deep wracking cough, wet and rough, it felt like she was tearing her lungs apart. It was so violent, she almost peed herself. Rushing to the bathroom, she sat and coughed.
She dug out a thermometer and stuck it in her mouth but could not close her mouth around it. Her nose was still completely stuffed. She looked at it and grimaced, almost a hundred degrees. This definitely was not a cold. She kicked herself for not getting a flu shot.
She sat on the couch, convulsed with deep ragged wet coughs. Between bouts of coughing she sat exhausted, breathing out of her mouth. She had her laptop in her lap, but did not turn it on.
He woke up a couple hours later. He took one look at her and frowned. He touched her forehead. "You have a fever."
She nodded miserably and began another fit of deep wracking coughs. He went into the bathroom and got out some liquid cold medicine and handed it to her wordlessly. She opened the lid and drank some straight from the bottle and shuddered at the bad taste.
"Good girl. How is that cramp?" He knew she hated to take medicine. The very fact she did not put up a fight, meant she really did feel sick.
"Its gone. I think I have the flu. It would explain the muscle cramps."
"I will get you a cup a tea. I want you to drink it all while it is hot. It will help loosen that cough up. Have you called your work? I want you to stay home."
"I will call at 8:00." As he put the cup down beside her she tried to smile. She silently whispered "Thank you, sir." She picked up the hot tea and sipped it. He had put honey and lemon in it, exactly like she liked it. It felt so good that he was taking charge, taking care of her.
As he got ready to leave for work, he mentioned he had used the cold prevention medicine. She wondered if it would do anything to help with the flu.
