Jade stood in her sunny kitchen, her hands wrapped around a coffee mug. She was watching two little birds wash their feathers in the bird-bath. Life goes on – she thought bitterly. Her life had fallen apart and the world hadn't even paused to acknowledge their pain. That had begun two years ago, the day Doug had been diagnosed with motor neuron disease. The prognosis was death, the time period from diagnosis to death was anything between two and ten years, not that many people made past five years. Doug was failing fast, even with the latest medication, Jade watched a little bit more of him die every day.
In the beginning he insisted on doing everything he still could do by himself – she figured anyone with the grim reaper knocking at their door would want to do as much themselves before they became incapable of doing it, so she didn't begrudge him that he suddenly wanted to control everything, in the last two years he had been forced to hand over all the control he once had to Jade, even control over his own body. Too soon he couldn't do the simplest things anymore, like walking. During their last visit to the hospital Doug's doctors had told them he was not one of the lucky or unlucky people who managed to keep going for more than five years. They had virtually guaranteed Doug six months ago that he had a year at most left.
His hands couldn't strum his guitar anymore, beautiful hands that had held their babies and caressed her body were now clenched in his lap in an unnatural position. His muscles in his legs had withered away and his once strong, wide shoulders hung like a vulture's wings now, the bones almost poking through his skin. His ribs stood out like a bone cage and under it his stomach had shrunken in as if he was starving. He tried his best to swallow the puree she made for him but they were heading towards a feeding tube and they both knew it.
The kitchen had become her private grieving area, she cried her tears here because she had to be strong everywhere else. Doug had cried in the beginning when he thought she was asleep, when he could still wipe the tears from his face. He had stopped crying a long time ago. He preferred to lie in the double bed they had moved downstairs into the family room for him, staring at nothing or pretending to be asleep when she came to him. He was locking her out of his pain and she didn't know whether she should have been grateful or insulted. It was bad enough to watch him wither and die, she couldn't imagine what it must be like for Doug.
Never the less, she told herself, we must begin the day; we must do as much as we can; we cannot just give up. Jade went to their bedroom and took their wedding album out of her bureau. She went to the den where Doug was pretending to be asleep. She switched the television off and let her fingertips trail down the side of his face and under his clenched jaw. She touched his lips gently with a finger and leaned forward to kiss his lips. Doug opened his eyes and Jade smiled at him, he didn't smile back.
"I was thinking of our wedding day." Doug stared at her. She sat down on the edge of the bed and opened the album.
"Do you want to see?" She asked without looking at him. Doug was silent.
"I take that as a no then." Jade continued as if he had said yes, talking about some detail in each photo as it caught her eye.
"Ah, the forget-me-nots in my bouquet for my Grandma." She smiled pensively, it was a sad time and a happy time.
"And there's little Allie, eating the rose petals instead of throwing them on the ground." She chuckled remembering her niece's upset stomach later.
"Here's you and your brothers." She took the photo out of its sleeve and dropped on his lap. After a few seconds Doug awkwardly picked it up. He grimaced which meant that he was smiling.
"Me, mos' ha'some." Jade looked at him and raised her eyebrows, she had often told him he was the most handsome brother, it was good that he remembered it. Doug grimaced again and she laughed.
"Yeah, okay, I'll let you believe that." She thanked God that she could still draw the old Doug out of this death-skull and laugh with him and love him as they used to.
"Sex' legs." He showed her a shaking thumbs up sign. She smiled and leaned over again to kiss him, he closed his eyes and when he felt her pull back after the kiss he reached out a trembling arm and put his hand under her chin. She sat still and let him look at her. He had the warmest brown eyes, with flecks of gold in them. Chocolate sauce she loved to drown in, she felt the warmth spread through her chest and moved up next to Doug on the bed.
"Let me look at you." He asked Jade. She responded by kissing him lightly on his lips and then his chin and then lower down in his neck where she loved to nuzzle her head when they made love. She pulled his covers down slowly and opened his shirt buttons. She kissed his chest and then his navel, her long sandy blonde hair splayed over his chest. Doug groaned softly. Jade didn't want to torture him, she sat up and pulled her top over her head, then dropped it on Doug's chest. He picked it up and put it against his nose and mouth, breathing in the essence of her. She stripped off her pants and then stood before him. She knew he wanted to look at her and that he wanted to tell which garment to remove first, panties or bra.
When he opened his eyes he saw his wife in her sexy red underwear, red wasn't her colour, Doug knew she was wearing it for him. He smiled at her in thanks.
"Give me your bra." He asked her. She gave him a self satisfied little smirk – the one women use on their husbands when they can predict his next move. She unhooked the bra at her back, but she wanted to tease him a little longer, so she let her arms fall to her sides, her breasts still well ensconced in the material. Doug looked at her and tilted his head, he was pleading with her. She smiled and took her bra off, her breasts popping out of their enclosure to happily parade for him. She stroked herself lightly, from her shoulder blade down between her mounds, then running her fingertips over her breasts and around them, cupping them like Doug loved to do before caressing her nipple by rubbing over it with her index finger, a sensation guaranteed to make her nipple shrivel from excitement and stand pointing out at him. She took her other nipple between her index finger and thumb and rolled it between them. Doug sighed. Jade looked down and saw the tell-tale bulge building under the sheet, she smiled.
"Panty." He reached out a shaking arm and she quickly stripped off her panty and gave it to him, she knew it hurt to stretch out his weak arms like that. He clutched her underwear in his hands, then he looked down to see his cock rising and smiled at her, very pleased with himself.
She had to be careful not to lie on his legs, so she lay down next to him and gently freed his cock from his shorts, she pulled them all the way off. He struggled but managed to part his legs slightly. Jade lay back next to him and then flipped her hair over his stomach and began to plant kisses on his erection. Doug groaned again, his hands still tightly clenching her underwear.
Jade's tongue followed her kisses and she licked him from the tip of his cock, down his shaft until she was nuzzling his balls. She returned her mouth to the tip of his cock and sucked it into her mouth, she could hear Doug's raspy panting and feel him jerking in excitement next to her. She lifted herself and very carefully straddled his face, lowering herself until her clit was just on his lips, he didn't have to reach for anything. He ran his tongue around the folds between her legs, teasing her and she groaned because the anticipation was becoming unbearable. Doug carried on teasing her so long she almost began to have violent thoughts about slapping him against the head to biting hi cock a little harder than she should, just so that he could feel her pain. Doug knew his impatient wife however and right before she began to complain, he acquiesced and she felt his tongue rubbing over her clit. It had already hardened from his teasing and when she felt his tongue she let out a long moan and gave herself willingly to his probing tongue.
She began to rock back and forth over his mouth and he was licking both clit and juice eagerly, tasting her, enjoying her. His cock began to ache and he put a trembling hand on it, tremors had advantages a he had found out. Doug sucked Jade's clit hard until she came, he was fervently finishing her so that she would straddle his cock. He felt her freeze stiffly above him and hold her breath and he redoubled his efforts, resulting in a squirt on his chin and neck and a screaming Jade above him. When her climax subsided he practically pushed her off his face and down, his weak arms having momentary strength.
Jade straddled his cock and sank down on it and his cock entered her right up to the bone. It was delicious. He could feel her muscles squeezing him and he wished they were a hundred times stronger. He watched her tits bouncing up and down as he felt his cock being engulfed in her pink pussy, altogether a wonderful sight and feeling. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly and Doug knew she was squeezing her vaginal muscles as tightly as she could because he loved it. She let out a howl almost as if she was in pain from the exertion of squeezing, but it paid off, she pulled his cum up his cock with those muscles and the world blurred in front of Doug until all he could see were two brown nipples and a flashback of watching his cum spurting from his cock with ferociousness. He groaned as though he was pushing against a wall and he felt the familiar flip deep inside as he spurted again.
She collapsed carefully on the bed next to him while they regained their breath.
