devil,' I said, as Howard appeared in the doorway carrying a balloon and a little blue teddy bear that said Get Well Soon on it.
We both laughed at the sight of him. 'Thanks, Howard,' Matt chuckled.
'Alright, Eve?' he asked, as I stood up to accept his hug.
'I'm fine, thanks. Just a little fed up of Matt having all these accidents. First the bicycle and then this,' I smiled, sitting back down.
'Bicycle?' Howard asked, looking a little confused.
'Yes,' Matt interrupted quickly. 'Remember when I crashed the bike in the storm and stayed overnight at yours?'
Howard looked a little taken aback before he looked at me and then back at Matt.
'Storm, oh yes, of course.' He chuckled. 'I'd clear gone and forgotten all about that. Yes, yes, the accident. The storm.'
I watched them both and shook my head. Blokes were so weird sometimes.
'Right, I'll leave you to it. You two have probably got work to discuss, anyway. Hopefully Matt won't need too much time off.' I chuckled. 'Shall I come back later, darling?'
'No, no need, Eve. Just come and pick me up in the morning. I'll probably just sleep the rest of the day, anyway. Won't be particularly good company.'
'Alright, if you're sure?'
'I'm sure,' he said, as I squeezed his good hand and kissed him on the forehead. I picked up my handbag and headed out the door.
'So how are you feeling, blue balls?' Howard joked as I walked out and shook my head, chuckling.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Matt's new nickname was Buster Gonad. I couldn't help it. When I first saw him naked after the accident, his balls were massive due to the swelling. Not only that, but they were black and blue. It was a little worrying, but just before we left the hospital a few days before, Dr. Johnson had assured us both that it was nothing to worry about.
Naturally though, Matt was worried sick. 'What if I can't get it up any more?' he kept asking. 'Then what will I do? Life won't be worth living if I can't get it up,' he cried.
I was really mean and just laughed. If the doctor said it was nothing to worry about then there was nothing to worry about. But two days had passed and both mornings he had awoken without his usual erection.
'Ring the doctor if you're so worried about it,' I said when I got fed up hearing him moaning about it.
'I will, I'll just give it one more day.'
The next morning, Matt shook me awake at six o'clock with a big grin on his face.
'Check this out. Come on boyo,' he said pulling back the covers to reveal an erection to rival all erections.
'Great,' I said, rolling back over and falling back to sleep again.
When the alarm went off an hour later, I turned around to see him struggling to get dressed, ready to go back to work.
'You're going to work? Isn't it a bit too soon?' I asked.
He shook his head, 'Howard's picking me up. I can work alright, I just can't drive with this bloody thing on,' he said pointing to the neck brace.
'And that,' I said pointing to his ankle. 'And that,' I pointed to his wrist.
'Yeah, I suppose. But as long as Howard drives, I can boss people about.' He grinned. 'Can you give me a hand with my shirt?'
I climbed out of bed and helped button up the warm lumberjack shirt.
'You sure you'll be okay?' I asked, concerned.
'I'll be fine, don't worry,' he said, smiling.
'You certainly seem perkier this morning. It's amazing what a hard on can do to a man.'
He grinned and went to leave the room. 'I'll see you later then. Have a good day.'
'Yeah, you too. See you later.'
I walked into the bathroom and sat on the loo. We seemed to have stopped kissing each other in the morning, and at night. And in between.
We were living this strange life where, apart from occasional seemingly meaningless sex (missionary position only), we were more like roommates. Friends with rather boring benefits, perhaps?
I listened to him open the front door, the sound of Howard's voice drifted up from downstairs and then I heard them drive away down the street.
I flushed
We both laughed at the sight of him. 'Thanks, Howard,' Matt chuckled.
'Alright, Eve?' he asked, as I stood up to accept his hug.
'I'm fine, thanks. Just a little fed up of Matt having all these accidents. First the bicycle and then this,' I smiled, sitting back down.
'Bicycle?' Howard asked, looking a little confused.
'Yes,' Matt interrupted quickly. 'Remember when I crashed the bike in the storm and stayed overnight at yours?'
Howard looked a little taken aback before he looked at me and then back at Matt.
'Storm, oh yes, of course.' He chuckled. 'I'd clear gone and forgotten all about that. Yes, yes, the accident. The storm.'
I watched them both and shook my head. Blokes were so weird sometimes.
'Right, I'll leave you to it. You two have probably got work to discuss, anyway. Hopefully Matt won't need too much time off.' I chuckled. 'Shall I come back later, darling?'
'No, no need, Eve. Just come and pick me up in the morning. I'll probably just sleep the rest of the day, anyway. Won't be particularly good company.'
'Alright, if you're sure?'
'I'm sure,' he said, as I squeezed his good hand and kissed him on the forehead. I picked up my handbag and headed out the door.
'So how are you feeling, blue balls?' Howard joked as I walked out and shook my head, chuckling.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Matt's new nickname was Buster Gonad. I couldn't help it. When I first saw him naked after the accident, his balls were massive due to the swelling. Not only that, but they were black and blue. It was a little worrying, but just before we left the hospital a few days before, Dr. Johnson had assured us both that it was nothing to worry about.
Naturally though, Matt was worried sick. 'What if I can't get it up any more?' he kept asking. 'Then what will I do? Life won't be worth living if I can't get it up,' he cried.
I was really mean and just laughed. If the doctor said it was nothing to worry about then there was nothing to worry about. But two days had passed and both mornings he had awoken without his usual erection.
'Ring the doctor if you're so worried about it,' I said when I got fed up hearing him moaning about it.
'I will, I'll just give it one more day.'
The next morning, Matt shook me awake at six o'clock with a big grin on his face.
'Check this out. Come on boyo,' he said pulling back the covers to reveal an erection to rival all erections.
'Great,' I said, rolling back over and falling back to sleep again.
When the alarm went off an hour later, I turned around to see him struggling to get dressed, ready to go back to work.
'You're going to work? Isn't it a bit too soon?' I asked.
He shook his head, 'Howard's picking me up. I can work alright, I just can't drive with this bloody thing on,' he said pointing to the neck brace.
'And that,' I said pointing to his ankle. 'And that,' I pointed to his wrist.
'Yeah, I suppose. But as long as Howard drives, I can boss people about.' He grinned. 'Can you give me a hand with my shirt?'
I climbed out of bed and helped button up the warm lumberjack shirt.
'You sure you'll be okay?' I asked, concerned.
'I'll be fine, don't worry,' he said, smiling.
'You certainly seem perkier this morning. It's amazing what a hard on can do to a man.'
He grinned and went to leave the room. 'I'll see you later then. Have a good day.'
'Yeah, you too. See you later.'
I walked into the bathroom and sat on the loo. We seemed to have stopped kissing each other in the morning, and at night. And in between.
We were living this strange life where, apart from occasional seemingly meaningless sex (missionary position only), we were more like roommates. Friends with rather boring benefits, perhaps?
I listened to him open the front door, the sound of Howard's voice drifted up from downstairs and then I heard them drive away down the street.
I flushed
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