In less than a year, we were married with all Chris’s family from far and wide. My family you could count on both hands and all were creaking gates. My family stood out by a mile. The way they dressed. I did not care I was in love with Chris, and that was enough for me.
The wedding night was the first time for me to cast my eyes over Chris’s shapely body. The only male body Chris had looked at was her small cousin when she helped to give them have a bath. I wanted our first night of love making to last forever. I undressed Chris and she undressed me. She was standing there in a white bra and panties. As for myself my briefs were being stretched a little. I was as hard as iron.
Chris looked down at my briefs. She wanted to see the size of my cock. She held the sides of my briefs and pulled them down my legs. Looking at my manhood. Thank God mum, and dad had given me a weapon of only seven inches in length. But I was proud off it.
“John, I won’t be able to get big thing in me it will hurt me,” she said holding my throbbing shaft.
“Chris don’t worry we have the rest of the night and all the following day. I promise you I won’t hurt you,” I said.
Chris had no idea about the size of cocks that were out there. Mine was average. Chris held my cock. I had her bra off, and she let go of my cock, while I pulled down her panties. There at last I was looking at a mass of hair. Hiding beneath it a pussy I wanted. Chris lay down on the bed I crawled between her legs and her legs spread. She held my cock and moved it towards her pussy. I pushed a little, and a moan came from Chris. I pushed a little more and a louder moan came from Chris then her hand came from my cock. I went deeper and deeper and pounded my Chris. From that first night our love grew. Our love making was always the same Chris on her back putting in my cock. But Chris always had to hold my cock until I was inside her.
We moved in the four-bedroom house, and I set up a bit of my home office to be. On the walls I put all my qualifications I was proud of them.
Over the next twelve months, we visited both parent’s houses. Then I started to take note when we were at Chris’s parent’s house. Her mother spoke to her father the word ‘wimp’ came out. And he did what every she told him to do. From time to time she used the same word, and he did the same thing. Chris’s mother was the boss in the family there was no drought about that.
After about six months. Chris asked me one night would I mind if she took her sister Pat out to find her a husband. She was playing cupid for her sister. I told her I didn’t mind but take her home first. Well, they went out twice a week from then on. Chris was always home for the time she had said. Then Chris started to come home later than when she first started to take Pat out.
During this time, I was away a week at a time. When I was at home, I noticed my qualifications had been moved. I put it down to Chris doing house work. I also in the left-hand drawer’s household papers they had been moved and on top was my bank account. Showing how much our saving were. That was to be in the bottom drawer. I assumed Chris had been looking for something and put them back in the wrong drawer.
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Mum and dad now in their sixty-ninth year and still wanted to see the world. Chris and I went to my parent’s house for a Sunday roast. Mum was in the kitchen slaving away so Chris and went and helped her.
Dad called out “Mother Jim and his dog are going for a walk I need to speak to him and John is coming with me. How long before lunch is ready.”
Dad eyes squinted and his forehead frowned and nodded to the side. That was something I had never seen him do before.
Mum called back “forty-five minutes be back before then.”
With that we left the house I was looking for Jim and his dog. There was no sign of Jim or his dog.
“Son. I want to tell you a few things without your mother knowing.”
“What, is it dad you have never kept a secret from mum before?” I said.
“I know that but I must tell you. Please listen to me and please don’t but in.”
This is a few things he told me. ‘We eat and drink the same things and sleep in the same bed but we are felling our age now. I am not well, and your mother is not well but she hides it. To be blunt, we are going downhill there is something wrong with us. All our affairs are in order, and the information is in the wall safe with your name on it.”
“Son that’s not what I want to talk to you about. Please listen and think long and hard of what I am going to tell you.”
For the next thirty minutes, Dad told me all sorts of things. Needless to say, I was a bit shocked at what he told me. That was the first-time dad had spoken to me as a man. We walked back home and mum was a bit grumpy that was a bit of a shock. I was glad that dad had told me mum was not feeling herself.
I went to the rescue, and Chris helped me with lunch. I told mum to go and sit down I will do the rest. I put the Sunday lunch on the table, but mum had her head down. She was tired. We had lunch and mum picked at her food.
“Mum what’s up you are not eating.”
“I am not hungry it’s not the same when you have cooked it. Never mind me…eat up you three,” she said.
We finished our lunch, and I made mum sit next to dad. Chris and I did the clearing up. There was no way I was going to leave them. I had a lot of things going on in my mind. Dad was looking at me I could see him out of the corner of my eye. I was looking at my mother.
“Mum are you ok?
“John I am a bit tired.”
“Mum doctors tomorrow I will pick you and dad up at nine.”
I picked up my parents, and we went to the doctors. All the time we were there I was dreading one thing. The big “C.”
Mum and dad was with the doctor for about twenty minutes. The doctor came outside to me and told me to take them to the hospital. He would phone ahead and tell them we are on our way. We arrived at the hospital and I help mum walk in A and E. In seconds mum was on a trolly she was falling down. I went and got dad, and he was on a trolly he was the same.
Both wheeled in for blood samples. Water samples then down to X-ray. Mum and dad where now in hospital but for how long was the big question.
I went back to work that Monday and told my director about my mother and father. And I asked if I could work from home so I could get to the hospital quickly If I was needed. I also would call in the office three days a week to take care of the clients.
Of to home and went in what was my make shift office. The study. With the room next for where my pool table was going to be. In the hour I had it set up. The desk had three drawers on either side. Works PC, photo printer, recording phone and voice activated recorder for my letters. I rang my director and told him I could work from home I was all set up.
Chris came home from her six-hour job. She heard me and came looking for me. I told her about my parents, and I would be working from home for a while. I went on to tell her all our information i.e., Salary, bills, bank account savings are in the left-hand side drawers. In the right-hand drawer was work papers and what might be on the desk is work.