The life with my wife Kim was always an adventure. It was fun most of the time. But her definition of fun was not always in agreement with mine. She was an occasional tease. Maybe that is what I loved most in her. Things were going smooth in our thirties and we were enjoying the most out of it.
But when everything seemed good, something unfortunate knocked at our door. I was working in a night shift those days. To make a steel frame, I had to collect some metal scrap dumbed behind our fabrication area. The bulb in the room was not working and it was kind of dark out there. Since I used to go there regularly and knew exactly where all the material kept, I stepped into that semi-dark room without any hesitation. The dinner break in our company was about to start and I was in a hurry.
Then it happened. When I put my next step forward, there wasn't any floor to land. A brief gravity free moment and I fell into something. A sudden chill passed through my veins. I was not feeling any pain. But my legs were not moving and I slowly lost my consciousness.
Next time when I opened my eyes, i was in a hospital. Kim was holding my hand and smiling at me. It actually gave me a sudden comfort. She also looked relieved that I was conscious then. I looked below. My both legs were bandaged and hanging on a bedpost support. She tried to comfort me.
Kim:" Don't worry honey, it's ok. It could have been worse. You fell into a 12 feet tank. Someone from the day shift removed the cover to clean it and forgot to inform the nightshift supervisor."
Me: " Fuck. What happened to my legs?"
She sensed the fear in my words.
Kim: "It's ok. You have some fractures in your both legs. Other than that, you are perfectly fine. The doctor said that you have to wait minimum one or two months before start walking."
Me: "One or two months?"
Kim:" That's ok honey. Please calm down. Since it happened inside the company, you will be getting full salary for the recovery period. And you could be with me for the whole 2 months ".
She tried to cheer me up. Gradually I recovered from my initial shock and started to see the positive side in this. I got discharged after 3 days. We got a new wheel chair. Since I couldn't walk, I was always in that chair. She used to push me through the entire apartment. The pain slowly started to fade. But I gradually started to feel bored doing nothing and sitting there whole day. The boredom was making me an arrogant person to stay with and she patiently listened to all by bragging. She was well aware of my struggles. She did her best to support me and bring my jolly mood back.
One day, she was helping me to bath. We covered both my legs in plastic sheets and she pushed my wheel chair to the bathroom. I was naked. She started the shower. Her hands applied soap all over my body. She was talking about some usual stuff and I wasn't paying much attention to that. I was just looking at the window and thinking something.
She was busy with bathing me and her hands were focusing on my chest now.
Then she suddenly asked me.
Kim: "So, what do you think about it?"
I wasn't having the slightest idea about what she was talking. But reply was in an irritated tone.
Me: Sorry, about what?
She stared at me for a moment.
Kim: "Why are you so irritated always?"
Me: "Because, I am struck in this shithole with you. I am Bored."
I could see the glimpses of anger in her eyes and I knew that I have fucked up that. I immediately tried to lighten the situation.
Me: " Sorry"
I couldn't complete the sentence as I felt a sudden pinching sensation on my chest.
Damn... I moaned a little. Bitch!! She knew that I was sensitive about my nipples. Her fingers were still roaming around my nipples. She giggled as I moaned with pain.
Kim: "So, what were you saying? You haven't listened to single word I have said and you are grumpy because you feel bored, hah??"
I couldn't answer that. I was little embarrassed about the situation. Her hands left my chest and slowly moved to my lower body now. I knew where that journey is going to end. My body was also preparing for that moment. I could feel my blood re-routing from its normal body routes. She teasingly reached my penis, took it in her hands, gave a small squeeze and looked straight in to my eyes. Then she lowered her hand and pulled the foreskin a little. My cock was feeling a sudden energetic re-birth from its hibernation due to the burning sensation I just had on my chest and the treatment it is getting from my loving wife's experienced hands. That was it. She stopped suddenly. She turned on the shower back and washed me. I was struck with a confused look in my face.
Kim:" That's for today. Why should you have all the fun while I work? Hah..."
She was a wearing that mischievous smile. She toweled me. Then pushed the wheel chair back to the room.
Kim: "Your bath is over. Now be a big boy and come with me to the kitchen. I'm starving."
She started to push my wheel chair to the kitchen. I noticed that she had forgotten something.
Me: "Hey... You forgot to give me my shorts."
Kim: " Am I? Oh sorry. Anyway, you are not going anywhere, right? Don't act like a kid. Be there in that chair. You could decide what you wear in this house when you are able to walk to the wardrobe and pick your own dress. Till that, let me decide."
She pushed and placed my wheel chair at one corner of the kitchen, while I tried to digest the things just happened. She is being her evil self. I was out of options there. She started to make some pancakes. So, I just sat there and looked around. Our kitchen window was facing to another apartment. It was just 15 feet away from the window. And we knew the old couple staying there and used to talk occasionally. I was worried a little first. If they come closer to their window, they could see me. But the position where Kim put my wheelchair was relatively safe. They could see me only from my chest due to the kitchen slab. Then I noticed some movement near our neighbor's window. Kim also noticed that. She gave me that devilish smile again and called loud.
Kim: "Mrs. Smith, how are you doing?"
Mrs. Smith was just passing by the window. But she stopped.
Mrs. Smith: " Hey... I'm good. Good. How are you guys? How is he doing out there?"
Kim came to the window side and put her hands around me as a loving wife.
Kim: "He is feeling better now, enjoying some morning air. And we are making pancakes".
Her hands started to move and I knew exactly where they are heading. Soon they reached their destination. I started to feel the squeezing action on my penis and the rhythmic pressure. The fact that I'm sitting there just as I born and talking to our neighbor was already started to affect my cock. Her hands were just adding oil to the fire. The words then came out from my mouth had all the helplessness of my situation.
Me: "Hey, Babe... Stop it. What are you doing. She could see us."
Kim answered in an innocent tune.
Kim: "But, you were getting bored here, right?? Believe me baby, you are going to have a lot of fun from now onwards."