Wifes Friends Help Out Pt 01

I am still not a professional writer

Please feel free to provide any feedback by commenting, messaging or emailing me. I'm keeping this one a little shorter as I ease back into writing stories and will most likely turn this into several parts.

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I was having a great dream. I was lounging on a chair at the beach, my beautiful wife Jessica laying next to me with my arm around her. Everything was just perfect watching the sun set over the ocean. Next thing I know, Jessica looks up at me and says "wake up D." Then louder, "WAKE UP, D!!"

I jolt awake to a dark room, in a cold bed, all alone by myself and confused about what is going on. I sudden realize that I'm twisted in my sheets, they're soaked with sweat and more sweat is pouring down my face. I look at the clock, it says 2 am and then I remember, my wife is at the hospital in the ICU on life support in a coma and I only came home because the nurses there forced me to leave for the night after being by her side for a week straight. Jessica was shopping in a store when a car driven by a 92-year-old grandmother crashed through the store after having a heart attack and losing control of the car. She was pinned unconscious between two shelving units and has not woke up since.

I swing my legs to the floor and slowly sit up with my elbows on my knees and head in my hands. I keep hoping that she'll come out of it, but I don't know what I'm going to do if the worst happens. Next thing I know, my alarm is beeping at my 6 am alarm, so I get up and set the coffee maker while I get a shower. As I'm in the shower, just letting the water pour over my head, my brain vaguely registers the bathroom door opening and the curtain opening. Before I can turn to look, I feel arms circle around me from behind and soft breasts against my back. I hear Cindy softly saying "I'm so sorry D. I should have been here for you sooner."

With that, the dam burst and I broke down, just sobbing. I sank to the floor of my shower, Cindy sinking with me and holding me the whole time, softly reminding me how much she loves my wife and I. I don't know how long we were like that, but eventually the water got cold and I knew it was time to get out. Cindy helped dry me off, I got dressed and poured coffee for the both of us. We sat there in silence, myself feeling sorry for myself and missing my wife, while Cindy was there silently supporting me in my time of need.

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Eventually, I decide to go back to the hospital with Cindy in tow. We sit there for a few hours, just talking every so often, the rest of the time in silence, lost in our own thoughts. Finally, it's late at night and Cindy maneuvers to the door so she can take me home. We get inside and I sit on my couch, Cindy plops down next to me and turns on the TV and starts flipping through channels. After a few minutes, she settles on a random 90s comedy movie and begins laughing at the good parts while I sit there staring into space. Next thing I know, she's unzipping my pants and pulled my cock out and starts slowly jerking me off. As soon as I open my mouth, she puts a finger to it and says "just relax, you need this, it'll help relieve some of the stress of worrying about Jessica."

I realize she's right and lean back, giving into Cindy's skillful hands slowly gliding up and down my hard cock. Slowly twisting her hands as she goes up and down. Rubbing the tip of my cock with one of her thumbs as she goes. On she goes for several minutes, slowly stroking with one hand and gently rubbing my heavy cum filled balls with her other hand. Other times, going faster and squeezing harder as she strokes my cock, making sure I enjoy every sensation and building me up for a massive orgasm.

A few minutes later as I approach the point of no return, Cindy whispers in my ear "Cum for me all over my hand."

With that, I groan and let go, spurt after spurt in the air and landing on her hand, my stomach, her arm, and her leg. Cindy keeps stroking me as I'm cumming, but slowly squeezing my cock more while going up, trying to get the last bit of cum from my partially drained balls. As I'm gasping for air, she gets up and comes back with a towel a few moments later to clean up our mess. Without a sound, she wipes up the mess I made and discards the towel in the laundry basket, and curls back up with me on the couch where we fall asleep with my arm around her shoulder and her arm across my stomach.

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I wake up the next morning to the sounds of food cooking and someone in the kitchen, banging things around. I get up and stumble over to the kitchen to look for coffee and find my wife's other best friend Dana in there, cooking bacon on the stove, wearing what appears to be an apron and a yellowish spaghetti strap mini dress that comes to about mid thigh along with some heeled sandals. "What are you doing here?" I ask.

Dana says, "Cindy and I are taking turns keeping an eye on you while your wife is in the hospital. She had to work today, so here I am."

"I am a big boy, you know. I can take care of myself." I answer.

"You are absolutely right, you are a BIG boy, but we're not going to leave you by yourself so you can blame yourself for not being there to save her." Dana retorts.

Not knowing what to say, I stay silent, mostly because Dana was right, I do blame myself for not being there. I had begged off from going shopping, so I could watch football instead. Not an hour passes without me wondering how I could have helped her. Push her out of the way of the car, throw myself in front of the car, or even thinking we could have been somewhere else instead.

Eventually, breakfast is done and Dana comes over and sits in my lap and starts to spoon feed me eggs and bacon as I dutifully eat the food. As she's feeding me, I feel her butt wiggle around against my cock, as it starts to slowly stand at attention and get hard. Dana smiles and says, "well at least SOMEONE is glad to see me. Maybe the rest of you does too?" I open my mouth to answer, but before I say anything, she shoves a full spoon of eggs in my mouth as she giggles and moves her hot pussy directly on top of my cock and presses down, slowly sliding against it.

Soon she runs out of food and gives up the pretense of just feeding me breakfast and keeps rubbing her flaming hot pussy against my pants covered cock. As her breathing gets more and more rapid and ragged, I feel my cum churning and building and I grab her hips and pull her hard to me, her clit against my cock, blasting cum into my pants while Dana screams in ecstasy as she cums hard against me.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, Dana in my lap, slumped against my shoulder while I hold her in my arms, both of us sweating, and gasping for air. Then the phone rings, I reach over and grab the phone from the wall, with the back of my mind registering it as the hospital:

To be continued.