Chapter 19
Peggy woke early on Sunday morning to Walt's soft snores. She lay quietly while she contemplated what they had done. Searching her mind for any sign of guilt or remorse she smiled a self-satisfied smile when she could find nothing but happiness.
She felt much as she had when she and his father spent their first night together after their marriage. She ached like a newlywed would ache. Her thighs hurt from her legs being spread wide and her body had a pleasurable ache from the unusual positions that they had twisted themselves into.
Their initial coupling had been one of pure and gentle love and once they had recovered they found themselves unable to stop their lovemaking. They tried everything that she had ever heard of and some things that were not in any books.
Walt's leg prevented them from doing it in a true "doggy style" so they looked for a different way. They found that if she lay on her side he could enter her from behind and achieve the same access and penetration as if they were kneeling.
Sighing softly, she eased herself out of the bed and went into the bathroom to relieve her full bladder. Sitting on the toilet, she examined herself and found her mound slightly swollen and tender to her touch.
After carefully patting herself dry with a pad of tissue, she removed her diaphragm and tried to think ahead as to where their new relationship would take them. As soon as her thoughts turned that way, Martin's presence intruded on her happiness and she felt a bit of nagging guilt at her actions.
The hot shower eased her aches and allowed her to focus a little on how she would handle the issue.
"It's more than an issue," she said into the water cascading down over her face.
She had to face him sooner or later without him finding out what she and Walt had done. They could continue to hide their love for each other but sooner or later they would be exposed and their new world would come to an end.
Tears flowed from her eyes and mixed with the water running down her face. Her mind wasn't working properly and she felt like she would faint from the thoughts that she could lose Walt.
A shadow fell across the translucent shower curtain and turning her head she could see the outline of Walt leaning on his crutches. All thoughts of Martin and any future problems left her.
Filling her mouth with water, she stuck her head out from the edge of the curtain. Walt looked with concern at her face fixed in an evil grin an instant before she squirted a mouthful of water at him. Giggling fiercely, she pulled back behind the curtain and was filling her mouth with more water when he yanked the curtain open and reaching in with one hand he clamped it over her mouth.
"Wench!" he declared and lifting his crutch, he spanked her on the ass.
Still giggling, Peggy spurted another mouthful of water at him and tried to grab his crutch before she realized that he might fall if she did get it.
Giving up, she backed away.
"C'mon in, the water's fine," she invited.
Walt put one crutch down and lifted the shower chair into the tub with her help. She moved to the side to allow him to maneuver his body into the tub and took his crutch from him so that he could lever himself down onto the seat.
"I hope all of that water doesn't leak down into the room below us," she said indicating the pool of water flooding the bathroom floor. "They'll kick us out of here if it does."
Pulling the shower curtain back into place she bent over to tuck it inside of the tub. She let out with a shriek when the touch of Walt's fingers between her cheeks almost sent her tumbling out of the tub. Catching herself she stood up and turning around she grabbed his hand and held it.
"We're going to get hurt fooling around like this in here," she admonished him.
"You sound like my mother," he grinned and grabbing her he pulled her down onto his lap.
Tilting her head back so that they were cheek-to-cheek, she murmured, "I am, remember?"
"How can I forget," he answered. "I don't think I could ever love anyone as much as I love you. I can't keep my hands off of you."
Peggy relaxed against him and let herself succumb to the sensuous feeling of their wet bodies sliding against each other. The hot water of the shower rained down on them and she closed her eyes and relaxed.
"I have to pee!" he suddenly declared. "I came in here to pee and you interrupted me."
A naughty thrill coursed through her body.
"Go ahead. I won't tell anyone you peed in the shower," she laughed.
"I can't with you sitting on me."
"Sure you can. Here I'll even hold it for you," she said and sitting up she grasped his half-hard erection in her hand.
Walt tried not to think about her hand holding him because he knew that if he got any harder he would never be able to relieve himself.
"Relax, relax," she said in a soothing voice. "Let it come."
Walt closed his eyes and let the sound of the water and his need to relieve himself take over his body. It worked and he could feel his sphincter muscle relax and his stream start.
Peggy giggled when the first dribbles came out of the end of his cock. Looking down at him sticking out from between her legs, she felt the tube underneath it fill with fluid and flow past her fingertips. She let out a little yelp when the pressure forced his urine out of his opening and it surged out in a hard stream.
"It looks like I'm peeing. This is fun," she laughed and aimed the stream around the walls of the tub.
She was now giggling like a schoolgirl and she soon got Walt laughing with her. The weight of her sitting on his bladder forced his stream to reach high on the walls. Soon the pressure eased and the last few spurts came out with each one getting weaker and weaker.
"Shake it off," he ordered.
"Like this?" she said and flipped it up and down between her fingers.
"Easy there. Don't break it. If you hurt it I won't be able to use it to make you happy."
"You can make me happy without using this, you know."
"My tongue's all tired out. You're out of luck," he threatened.
"I didn't mean that," she said and slapped his thigh. "I meant just being around you makes me happy."
"Then let's get washed and dried so I can make you happy all over."
"Honey," she said as she relaxed against him again. "I'm real sore down there. I don't think we'd better do anything for a while. I'm sorry. OK"
