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Abby looked down at Ted, reveling in the sight of the top of his head between her legs, and what his tongue was doing to her vagina and clitoris. The angels of love saw her smile and heard her praises.
“Ted, you’re so fucking good at that.” Her hips undulated to his ministrations.
“You taste so exquisite my love and a little later I’ll be plowing you with my cock, if that won’t hurt the twins.”
“Oh god, yes, Ted. You’d god damn better fill my pussy. I’ll be filling your mouth soon and then after a bit, you’ll fill mine. I’m only three months along. The doctor said sex won’t hurt them and I’m so fucking horny.”
Abby felt the heat build, the lava rising through her chambers. She grabbed his head with her hands as her back arched. She squirted and flowed into and around his mouth.
“Oh baby, you’re the best,” Ted said with a smile as he moved up and kissed her neck. “Time for my prick to fuck the best-looking wife, mother-to-be, and lover any man could wish for.”
His hard cock easily entered her wet and waiting pussy and he slipped it all the way in.
“Mm, Ted darling. I’m so fucking happy to be married to the best fuck giver and love maker in the whole world.”
They were both thrusting against the other for several minutes.
“God, Abby, I’m going to fill you with so much of my cum.”
“Yes, oh yes, Ted.”
They both grunted as they came together. Abby and Ted lay on the bed, legs entwined. His arms wrapped around her from behind.
“Ted, I love you so much. I’m glad that you didn’t care about my age.”
“Dear, you were legal when we met, four or so years is no big deal.”
Abby rolled over and Ted was gone.
“Ted? Where are you?”
“I’m here, Abby.”
She sat up and saw Ted, clothes on, standing next to the bed, smiling at her.
“I love you, Ted. Am I dead?”
“I loved you as well, Abby and no, it’s not your time.”
“Am I dreaming?”
“More like remembering. The lovemaking was a strong and very pleasant memory for both of us and that brought me to you. It’s easier for me to visit Ted Jr. and Barbara. Kids are so much more open-minded to us.
“Ted, will I be able to love again? I’m scared without you.” Abby's eyes were so questioning, and tear-filled.
“Yes, but if you’re looking for my permission to fall in love, it’s not mine to give. Now, back to sleep my comma girl, I’m going to visit our children. Remember to curb your temper.”
oOo
VINCE
It was about ten-thirty pm when Vince returned to his room, opened a beer and checked his computer.
Awe, she sent me a Facebook picture and Allen left several voice mails of high importance. Abby’s first.
Vince saw a picture with Kyle, Morgan, Abby and Martin. Martin’s arm around was around Abby’s waist. The note for the picture read, bowling with my on-again ex. What happened at college stays at college?
Vince threw his beer against the wall, yelling, “She lied to me and cheated on me with Martin, again! That lying bitch.” Then he started crying.
A short time later, his phone rang, again. Allen calling to see if I’m alright. I may as well answer.
”Allen, you’ve good timing. We’ll still be friends, right?”
“Vince, I’m glad you answered! It’s Abby!”
“You’re damn right it’s Abby! She sent me her true feelings earlier! She fucked Martin, for a second time and dumped me.”
“Huh? No, listen! She was in a car accident and is in the hospital. She’s hurt. Come on up.”
“What! Is she okay? Which hospital is she at?”
“All I know, as I’m watching the kids, is she’s in a coma at General.”
“I’ll be there in about two hours.”
“Good, she’ll be very happy you’re there.”
“She will?” Vince said in disbelief.
“Uh, yeah! What do you mean about her and Martin?” Allen was very incredulous.
“She sent me a picture of her on a date. Martin has his arm around her. She had written that she was bowling with her on-again ex.”
“I’ve no clue what the hell you’re talking about but get your puppy-in-love ass to General Hospital.”
ABBY
“Mr. and Mrs. Walters, Abby is in a coma. She has a moderate concussion, a sprained shoulder, knee, and wrist. Fortunately, there doesn’t seem to be any other major damage, just a few nasty looking bruises and bumps. She was recently moved to her room. You and your family can see her any time or spend the night. Is there anyone else you want on that list?”
“Yes, her boyfriend, Vince Amalfi. We’ve been told he’s on his way here from college. How are her friends doing?”
“Martin Laseter has a broken arm, badly sprained knee, and is being treated for a possible neck injury. Morgan Daniels and Kyle Raines had some broken bones, Kyle is stable but in guarded condition. Morgan is in her room with a broken leg and sprained wrist.”
They made a quick visit to Morgan’s room; spoke with her parents, then on to Abby’s. A little over three hours later, after midnight, Vince arrived.
“Mr. and Mrs. Walters, how is Abby doing?” Vince hugged them.
“Oh, Vince, we’re glad you’re here. She’s in a coma with a concussion, and has a few sprains but otherwise just bruises, so they say,” said Mrs. Walters.
“Glad I could get here to be with her, Mr. and Mrs. Walters.”
“Listen, you’re old enough, call us Bill and Lucy from now on. You take over for a while and we’ll go and relieve Allen, so he can come down. Let’s go dear,” Mr. Douglas said.
Vince held one of Abby’s hand in both of his.
“I pray that you get better soon, Abby, even if you did dump me. Remember this? ‘Incy Wincy spider went up the waterspout. Down came the rain and washed the spider out. Out came the sun and dried up the rain, so the Incy Wincy spider could go up the spout again.’ It used to make you laugh.”
Vince spent an hour talking to Abby about college, their times together and phone calls. Tears rolled down his face.
“Well, don’t you look like roadkill,” he heard Allen’s voice behind him.
“Allen!” said Vince as he gave his best friend a big hug.
“How are you doing, lover boy,” Allen said. “Glad you made it and so will Abby.”
“Well, I’m not dead, otherwise, I’m okay. I’ll leave in a few hours to go back to school.”
“Why would you do that? When she does come out of the coma, she’ll want to see you, trust me.”
“Allen, she sent me this last night and broke up with me.”
Vince took out his phone and opened Facebook to show him the picture that had been sent. Allen’s lips tightened and his forehead furrowed. He pressed the screen a few times and handed it back.
“Vince, Abby didn’t send this to you, Kyle did. Please send that to me.”
“Kyle? How do I do that?”
“You techno idiot.” Allen took the phone, pressed a flurry of keys. “There, I sent it to me. Yes, someone shared it to his timeline, and then he shared it on yours. You’re friends with Abby, she’s friends with Morgan. It’s like the six degrees of Kevin Bacon.”
“She was on another date with Martin. She fucked him after the first one, though she apologized to me and said she’d never do it again. At least our relationship lasted longer than I could ever have hoped.”
“Dude, you look like a puppy that was yelled at for taking a shit on the rug. Until Abby tells you otherwise, you’re still her boyfriend and I haven’t heard anything from her about that. Now, don’t get me mad with you. She’d never do that with Martin.”
“That picture says a lot to me! I’ll stay until later this evening, and then head back. Keep me informed and don’t tell her I was here. As for what you said, talk to her about it.”
“Will do and I’ll see what’s up about that picture and Martin.”
Tammy
Tammy was talking with her mother, who mentioned that her cousin, Martin, was in an automobile accident two days ago. The car he was in was blindsided by a car that ran a red light. No one died but Martin and three others were taken to the hospital in guarded condition. Two people in the other car were taken to a separate hospital.
“Four people in the car he was riding in. Better check it out.”
Within a half hour, Tammy learned the details. Martin was riding in a car, returning home from a charity bowling event, Abby was one of the other three people injured.
“Shit and I sent that video the next morning. Did Vince go see her? Need to find out, quickly and see if I need some damage control. I did hear rumors of Vince having troubles in paradise.”
Abby
Abby came out of her coma, three days after the accident. They were holding her for several days of testing before releasing her. That night Allen was up to see her, after their parents had brought the kids up.
"Here, I thought Rip van Winkle was a guy. Glad to see you’re recovering, sis. Please explain those red eyes and tears,” Allen said as he gave her a hug.
“Vince dumped me, sent me a video of him and that bitch, Tammy in bed.”
“He what! No fucking way.”
“Yes, open my messenger and see the video he sent.”
Allen did and saw a video of Tammy and Vince, naked, in bed. Tammy was talking. He noticed the time stamp and it been sent the morning after the accident.
“Well, I do want to thank you, bitch, for doing something right. You trained him rather well. Of course, I’ll have to teach him a few things to please me, but you do know your stuff, which is now my stuff. Done it twice and I’d say he’s got two more in him. Toodles.”
“Wow, that’s a bad way to break up but I’ve something for you. First, Vince was here from after midnight until Sunday afternoon, when he went back to college. Second, I’ve got something to show you.”
Allen opened his Messenger and showed Abby the picture Kyle had shared with Vince.
“Allen, this was taken during the bowling charity event, maybe an hour before the accident. When did Vince send it to you?”
“About two in the morning on Sunday, from this room, while holding your hand and talking to you. He was so cute. I should have recorded it for blackmail.”
“You mean Vince was here while I was in a coma?”
“Yup.”
“Had he seen that picture then?”
“Yup and he figured you had dumped him for Martin.”
“He thought I broke up with him? How long was he here and tell me the truth this time.”
“Abby, I might lie to about several things, but Vince isn’t one of them. From about midnight Saturday until about seven pm Sunday. He rarely left the room, and yes, Vince thought you were breaking up with him when he saw that picture. He said you cheated on him with Martin.”
Abby started crying again.
“I’m so sorry but I may as well tell you since he’s dumped me…”
“Stop right there. I’ll tell you what I told him. Until Vince tells you that you’re broken up, then you haven’t. Now, what were you going to say and do, I need to know?”
“I did cheat on him with Martin but not that night. I hated myself when I got home and cried. I was scared and took a shower to try and wash it away. I told him at Homecoming, we talked, and he forgave me. I wouldn’t cheat on him ever again; it would break his heart.”
Seeing his sister in such pain and remorse, Allen felt helpless, but not hopeless.
“Now, do you want some possibly good news?”
“Please do.”
“Vince would never dump anyone that way. He might have been with some other girl, if he really thinks you dumped him, but I really doubt he’d run into Tammy’s arms or send you a video about it.”
“I think you’re right, but it still almost broke my heart to see and hear that video.”
“Tell me about what happened.”
Abby explained all about Martin and some of her Homecoming visit and the Italian Horn Vince gave her.
“If he gave you that after you told him what happened, I’d bet on that he cares for you very much.”
After lunch, Morgan came to visit, in a wheelchair.
“Hello, Abby, glad to see you’re awake.”
“Morning Morgan, glad you came up. We need to talk about a few things.”
“What’s up?”
“Morgan, I’m going to show you a picture that Allen says Kyle shared on Vince’s Facebook. Here it is and look at the note.”
Morgan looked at the picture. Her eyes enlarged, her face got red, with anger.
“Bowling with my on-again ex. What happens at college stays at college.”
“You almost killed Martin when he asked.”
“I sure did. Yet what’s even stranger is that Vince shared it with Allen in this room a few days ago. When I came out of the coma, I checked my phone for messages from Vince and had this video.”
All the while, Morgan was watching the video. A quizzical look grew on her face.
“No fucking way, I’ll kill him.”
“You’ll do no such thing. Vince was here the night of the accident.”
“Vince was here when you were in a coma, the night of the accident?”
“Yes.”
“He’d seen that picture and still came to see you?”
“Yes. I thought I was dreaming but I remember hearing Intsy Wincy Spider and Vince asking about the kids.”
“Abby, the time on the photo he got is about twelve hours before you got that video. He couldn’t have sent it. Wait a minute…” Morgan went back and watched the video again.
“Abby, remember what you told me that Vince had gotten, before your Face-Time call, last weekend.”
“A tattoo of a pair of angel wings, over his heart, why?”
“Watch the video, again.”
She did and she saw it or rather didn’t see it. She also noticed that Vince never spoke; he was in the buff but no tattoo.
“You’re right, Morgan. I don’t think that’s Vince. Oh, it looks like him but it’s not him.”
“I’m going to find out from Kyle how and why he shared with Vince that picture.”
Abby called Vince but he didn’t answer his cell or dorm phone. She tried several more times, with the same result.
Please answer Vince, please, please, please.
She left a message to call her back and that she missed him.
oOo
Vince had been moping since he got back. He called Allen five times to check in on Abby, still in a comma but improving. He saw Abby’s multiple calls. Tammy called him a few times, said she had something important to tell him. He ignored both. He decided to visit his friend, Kevin, who’d recently gotten engaged.
‘Maybe Kevin can help me.’
Kevin invited him in. He was with his little brother, Max.
“What’s up, Vince?”
“You guys remember Abby, from homecoming?”
“Of course, a very nice lady and, if you don’t mind me saying, very attractive,” said Max.
“Thanks, but I think she’s going to dump me or has, and I also think I love her. What should I do?”
Vince explained about her car accident and the picture that he’d been tagged in. Max told him,
“Vince, I’ve been there before. Talk to her about the picture and call every day to see how she’s doing. Tell her you might be in love with her. I’d rather lose a girl because I told her, than because I didn’t. Besides, if you’re thinking it, I wouldn’t be surprised if she is. “
Kevin added, “I agree with Max on this one Vince.”
“Thanks, guys.”
Abby and Allen
“Allen, help me out here. I’m sure that’s not Vince. He doesn’t talk in the video, just that bitch, Tammy. I’ve called multiple times, but he doesn’t answer.”
“I don’t know but if you say so, I’ll believe you. Use my phone. He’ll answer mine.”
Vince was putting the finishing touches on his last paper of the semester, Educational Theory vs. Practice.
His phone chimed; Allen, he has an update about Abby.
“About time you called me.”
“It’s me, Vince,” Abby said.
“Oh, my god, Abby, you're awake! I’m so glad! I mean, I was so worried about you! Did Allen tell you I was there, holding your hand and crying? Is this the official call?”
“Nothing about holding my hand and all but yes, he told me you were here. Uh, dear, we need to talk and before your mind goes racing any faster than it is already, let me finish before you say anything.”
“Okay.”
Sounds like he’s crying.
“Two things; I never did or ever would send you a picture like that. If I ever think of breaking up with you, I’ll tell you face to face. Next, Tammy sent me a video of her, and someone who looked very much like you, waking up after a rather active time in bed. Now, I didn’t notice it, Morgan did. It wasn’t you. Whoever it was didn’t have the tattoo. You do still have it?”
“Yes, I’ll call you back on Face-Time and I’ll get Tammy for this."
“Please do, dear.”
She handed the phone back to Allen.
“Thanks.”
“You want to be alone?”
“No, you can stay and hear.”
Long Cool Woman started playing and Abby answered the Face-Time call.
“Hello, handsome. I miss you and thanks for coming to see me. Believe it or not, I do remember you talking to me. Thought it was a dream, was Incy Wincy Spider the best you could think of?”
“Sort of, it was the first thing that popped into my mind and could do on your arm. If you didn’t send me that picture, who did? Oh, you want to see my tattoo.”
Vince took off his shirt, revealing the angel wings.
“Aw, dude, that’s so cute,” Allen said.
“Thanks, and I know you’re jealous,” Vine chided his best friend.
Damn, Vince looks good.
“It seems Kyle sent you that Facebook picture and Morgan is checking with him.”
“Abby, I’ve no clue about any video being sent to you. But Tammy is a Communications major and considered very good at making videos.”
“How would Tammy get my number and make it look like your number?”
“I’m not a tech guy, so I can’t help. You are listed in the phone book and she might have gotten your number from Google. She knows my number from when we dated.”
“Tammy sent me a video to break us up and maybe Kyle did the same to you. I was attacked, so I’ll be responding to this, not you, Vince. Tammy made this personal and what she did was illegal! Morgan will handle Kyle if he did indeed do that.”
Vince took a deep breath, and then exhaled.
“Okay. Now, I’ve something to say and I want you to look at me, please.”
Abby’s adjusted her phone so that she was looking at him.
Oh god, what’s he going to say? Is this just too much for him?
“Abby, I need to tell you this and, well, if it’s the wrong thing or time so be it. I’m so happy and glad that you are okay. I’m jealous, big time, about Martin and well Abby, we’ve only been together for three months, but I’ve known you for seven years. I’ve never been more comfortable and, at times, nervous with a girl before but I’m not with a girl. I’m with a lady, a great mother and a soon-to-be college graduate. Abby Walters Douglas, I think I’m in love with you and this is the scariest and happiest I’ve ever been at the same time. I don’t know what to do or say. No need to answer now or later, I just felt you should know.”
“I’ll leave you two alone. See you tomorrow, Sis.” Allen said with a smile.
All Vince saw was her very large hazel eyes, a few tears, and a smile.
“Vince, those are the nicest and scariest words a guy, no, a gentleman has said to me in many years. I have nothing to say right now but I look forward, very much, to you being here for Thanksgiving, so we can talk further. Martin is in my past; I promise you that. Now, I’m tired, still in pain and need my sleep. I’ve no desire to date or be with any other guy. Call me about eight tomorrow night if you want. Good night, sexy.”
Over the next several days, she and Vince talked twice each day as Abby’s condition improved and she was able to walk, though she needed a cane. She spoke with a lawyer from her firm about the accident. The driver of the other car had run a red light, was speeding and talking on a cell phone. They told her about a reasonable settlement offer, but perhaps not the best.
“I’ve sent you a video I received. It’s an unwanted message, from my boyfriend’s ex. The male, who’s implied as my boyfriend in the video, isn’t my boyfriend and I’ve included proof of that. Look it over and tell me the legal options I may have.”
“Okay, I’ll get in touch with you in a couple of days. I hear you’re being released today?”
“Yes, you can call me at home.”
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