I got into an intimate affair with my boss of many years. I used the stairwell for exercise, I missed a step, lost my footing, fell down the stairs to the next landing. Broke my left forearm, and my right ankle. The person who found me told our reception, who told my boss who came to rescue me. He carried me to the elevator, got his car and took me to emergency.
After X Rays, Ortho, cast on my arm, boot on my foot, we had to deal with my apartment where I live alone. Second floor, stairs only. So he took me home with him. He sent his wife to get me clothes and toiletries at my apartment. While she was gone, he had me laid out on the sofa, he leaned over, put his hand on my 'chest', and kissed me. A full sex kiss, told me he was done with waiting, he was going to use this opportunity to 'fuck' me.
When his wife got back he went and rented a wheelchair, bought crutches and a shower bench for me. Between he and his wife they got me out of my clothes into one of his T shirts to use as a night shirt. He and his wife both kissed me, hugged me, and told me I was home, and they would take care of me.
I slept with his wife, but woke up between them. I don't want to mislead you, but he kissed me all over, his wife's kissed were more gentle. He put his hand on my chest, and between my legs. I bathed with his wife, she told me he was mad about me. I got him on me, he yook care of his man business, and his wife helped clean me and dress me.
I 've spent the last six weeks with them. Slept with them, showered with his wife, but not without him present. By the time I was walking comfortably on crutches I referred to her playfully as my wife, and him as my husband. I am pregnant. His wife was a 'professional' who never wanted children but now she's changed her mind. I'm healing, the cast on my atm comes off next week, and I'm mobile in my boot without crutches. I don't think I'll ever go back to my apartment, it's been pretty much emptied.
