I have expounded so many times about how much my neighbor had been there for me since before my wife passed. I have pontificated equally about how much she has let me in her world after she lost her husband soon after. This fact was best illustrated a few weeks ago when I was home. I overdid it at work and my knees were hurting a bit. I tried to man up and push through it, but it was during a night where I was with her romantically that it came to a head.
Simply put, I was getting ready to get in one of her favorite positions. She begged for me to take her from behind which was also one of my favorite things as well. I was getting into position when I bent my knee and felt a sharp cramp-like pain. I grabbed my knee and rolled on my back while cursing loudly. She turned around and was immediately trying to help me. She persuaded me to let go of my leg and stretch it out. Once that was done, she helped me roll over on my stomach so she could start rubbing where the pain was.
I felt a bit defeated at that point. Here we both were naked while she was rubbing into my knee and leg. I felt horrible before I felt her kiss right above where the pain was. I turned and saw her smiling as she was still rubbing me.
"You okay, Romeo?" she asked.
"Just my pride, Beloved," I answered, my voice revealing my disappointment.
She climbed back on the bed and snuggled next to me before my arms wrapped around her.
"You forgive me, Beloved?"
"For being a human being? It happens to the best of us, Romeo."