Barbara felt the familiar nudge of Frank’s penis in the small of her back. Not now, she thought, I’m sick. She pushed back sharply enough that she hoped he got the message.
‘Hey, you’re awake. I was just snuggling. Let me just work my way in there. Mmm..’
Frank’s penis nestled just beneath her buttocks. She knew what he intended next. The same thing almost every morning. Most of the time it was welcome. Sometimes it was just too early. This morning she was sick. It was his stupid cold she’d caught too. Barbara hoped he might have picked up on her reluctance and let herself drift back into sleep.
Wracking coughs woke her from an absurd dream. Her skin felt like fire. Frank’s body was actually cooling her down.
‘Wow. That felt amazing. you should do that when I’m inside you,’ Frank said.
‘What are you going on about?’
‘Your cough. Everything went tight. Your thighs squeezed like mad and everything was just solid.’
Barbara realised Frank’s penis was now pushed between her legs, pressing against both the cleft of her arse and pussy. Maybe she could just let him fuck her and sleep through it. Anything if he would just let her sleep. Suddenly her nose began to run and she flailed around for the pack of tissues she hoped were still somewhere around her pillow.
‘Frank, I’ve got your cold. Remember how bad you felt the last few days? That’s me now. Do you really think I want sex right now? Do you think I want slime coming out of me at both ends?’
‘Hey, if I would have had the energy, I would have fucked it out of me. That’s what you do with a cold. You don’t let it get a hold. You fuck it out. Fuck it out hard. Want me to do that to you. You’ll be up and around in no time. Daddy’s gonna fuck that cold clean out of you.’
‘You were on the sofa for three days straight, whining like a baby. You couldn’t get an erection when I stuck my hand in your jeans and searched for signs of life. Now I’ve got your cold. You can fuck yourself.’
Frank nuzzled in closer. ‘Seriously, an orgasm will make you feel better. It’s like eating chocolate.’
Barbara threw a punch behind her blindly. ‘Like you want to give me anything but a baby. Get lost Frank. Go to work or something. At least stick a condom on.’
Frank pushed himself between her pussy lips and started to gyrate slowly. ‘Why is it with a cold that you get all slimy up there but there’s still nothing down here?’ His finger came around and started to probe Barbara from the front.
‘You are all romance. Here. Let me help you.’ Barbara blew her nose directly into the palm of her hand, turning it into a sickly green mess. She showed her open palm to Frank, then pushed it between her legs and wiped it all over her pussy. ‘That’s how sick I am. If you really want to then go for it, finish quickly, and then let me sleep.’
Frank called her bluff and pushed inside her pussy. Barbara thought that after she had wiped her mucous down there that he’d be put off. He actually surprised her. The initial penetration was nice, but the cold still trumped everything and she felt too lousy to enjoy the anything. The condom was not that important either. Period was due any day. She just didn’t want the hassle of cleaning herself up after him.
The slow fuck became nice in the way that a morning stretch can be nice, but no more than that. Frank was careful and slow, but that meant he would take a while to come yet. Another bout of coughing left her throat feeling raw, and Frank moaning with pleasure.
‘Oh God, that almost made me come. If you could do that when I do, that would be amazing.’
Barbara coughed again. And again. Frank started to speed up. While that felt nicer, it also meant he was going to finish soon. Even sooner than she expected came the familiar moaning and bucking and thrusting. In a few moments he was finished. She had held her coughing off on purpose. Now she let loose again, her throat tickling more than ever. It still made him moan.
‘Now that’s medical. Some more of that and you’ll kick this cold in no time. Let me go and make some tea and then I’ll go again.’
‘You said you’d let me sleep. What about work? You’ll be late.’
‘Saturday, babe. That cold really scrambled your brains. Well, no worries, I’ll take care of you this weekend. Let me get some tea babe. Then I’ll give you another injection. Doctor’s orders!’ Frank laughed and jumped out of bed. The silence of his absence was like massage to her ears.
There was something about flying out of the bed and into a drainpipe full of seaweed and fish and then she realised she was dreaming. Knowing that, Barbara was able to nudge dream in a direction that took her flying down the pipe and suddenly over a field of wheat in the moonlight with a sky full of stars.
With a moment of dread she realised that Frank wasn’t just bringing her tea, he was announcing his presence for the entire weekend. She was captive in bed while the cold made her feel this bad. He stood there grinning like an idiot, holding two mugs of tea and sporting a new erection.
‘Thought I’d give you a couple of minutes to recover. I’ll put yours down just over here.’ Frank slid back into bed, pulled his knees up and sipped his tea. For a moment Barbara thought he was done and it was just a morning in bed, but no, he put his mug down and, spooning, started nuzzling her again.
‘Frank. FRANK. If you want me to feel better… I thought I was the one supposed to be getting an orgasm?’
‘What? Oh yeah. This time I promise. You know I sometimes shoot off a bit quickly the first time.’
And you get bored after the second time because you are a selfish asshole. ‘Go down on me. Make me come first Doctor. Then you can give me more medicine.’ Barbara tried to sound as sexy as she could with a blocked nose and a throbbing headache.
‘But I just came. And you put a handful of snot down there? That’s so gross. Give me one of those tissues.’
Barbara held up the empty tissue packet. ‘If the doctor wants to inject any more medicine, the doctor will clean it up.’
The Doctor bumped his way under the duvet and blankets and nestled his head between Barbara’s thighs. She shifted so he could get his face right in there and then waited for him to start. At least he was good to his word and started to lick and kiss her pussy without any more complaint. She listened to the sound of his breathing. It was still hampered by the cold. He might be feeling better but his nose was still blocked. She listened to the rhythm of his breathing and waited a moment longer. Then she clenched her thighs. With his breath exhausted, Frank passed out in seconds. It served him right. Barbara nudged his head out of the way, made herself comfortable and fell back to sleep.