Eva Pt. 16

I let her cry herself dry. When she was finally finished, I did my best to turn a little so I could kiss her head, then her nose and last, her lips. "Angel, I'm ok, I promise. I'm not leaving you or Rachel or Connor or anyone else. I will always fight like hell to stay with you and our children. Look at me." Eva lifted her eyes and I could see the fear she'd been living with for the past few weeks. I used my thumb to wipe her tears away under her left eye, but I couldn't reach the right. "I promise, my Angel. I promise."

Eva threw her arms around me and clung to my side. "You'd better not go anywhere. I'm holding you to that promise."

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Over the next few months, into mid December, when the cast finally came off, I saw the surgeon and a psychiatrist, every week. The physical wound healed and so did my psychological wounds. The shrink helped me understand that Corey's death wasn't on me, that sometimes we can't save every child out there. There would always be some doubt on my part, but I came to terms with his death. Some nights I needed to cry to Eva and she held me the best she could with that damned cast on. Rachel did her part, playing the guitar as we sang together. One night when I was very tired, she helped put me to bed and sang to me like I had done for her thousands of times. Eva sat with us and held our daughter as Rachel held onto me. It was a beautiful family moment in time.

Since I'm right-handed, I was able to help Eva with the tons of paperwork that came with the job, especially as we got to the end of the semester. But even with all that work, I was kind of bored, and I really missed being at work. I missed all the people, staff and students, that I was used to seeing every day. Friends came over, Larry most of all (he and Patty were going to a marriage counselor), but I missed the job. I loved the job.

Connor came to visit a couple of times when he could get leave for the weekend. Cammy and Kyle came a couple of times a week, and they gave Eva some much needed time off over the weekends, plus the two of them were finalizing plans for Cammy's wedding. I hoped like hell I'd be out of that huge cast and in a sling, which would be so much easier to deal with.

In the meantime, Eva and I resumed our love life, though we were kind of limited. Realistically, the only position that worked was for her to be on top cowgirl style, either facing me or facing away. I sure as hell couldn't be on top, and even behind her with my list wasn't an option. My lovely wife had to be in top each time. Poor us. The only thing was if we moved too aggressively, it caused me a lot of pain, at the beginning in the wound, and once that got better, from the way the cast rubbed on my back or chest, or sometimes both.

One night in early December, Eva was moving as slowly, as gently as she could, facing me, I could see the pleasure on her face from the contact, but there were aspects that we enjoyed that were missing. I could only touch her in a limited way and, even worse, she had to be very careful when she bent forward to kiss me. It was nice, but not what we loved. She had her hands planted on either side of my head as she lifted her hips up and down, slowly grinding along my cock. I could touch her leg and hip, but it was very hard to reach up higher without causing me some pretty serious pain.

"I promise, Angel, when I'm all better, I will make this up to you. Not only will we have more fun making love, but I'll fuck you every way possible, do all the dirty things we always love to do together."

"You're being very silly, Bear. There's nothing to make up to me. We're doing what we can for now, and we're still enjoying each other. And even if we couldn't," she said as she caressed my cheek, "I would wait for you for as long as it takes. My sexy Bear. My hero. The best man I've ever known. I love you so much. That's all that matters."

Eva was rocking back and forth, moving in slow and sensual circles. I wanted to touch her breasts and face. I really did but couldn't reach. It was terribly frustrating not being able to touch my love the way I desired. Still, making love with her was one of the great experiences of our lives, even after twenty two years. When we came, me a little after her, it was still an amazing feeling. Almost as great as when she curled up into my arm again.

Chanukah started December 9th and went through the 17th. I couldn't get anything for Eva since I couldn't get around. I tried to shop via Cammy, but she just didn't have a lot of time, what with her wedding coming in a few weeks. Eva did the shopping for our kids by herself (something I usually loved to do with her). I told her I just couldn't shop for her. It was very frustrating.

"I don't care about any of that this year, Bear. I have the best gift of all. I have you and I have my family. The rest is immaterial." Of course, she said that as she gave me a gift, a new briefcase.

"I'm going to kill you! You said 'the rest is immaterial'. You sneaky pain in the ass!"

"You want me to return this fine Italian leather briefcase that I had monogrammed for you?" She had a very playful smile on her face.

"What kind of husband would I be if I did that? But you just wait until I can drive again. Chanukah, Valentines' Day, your birthday and our anniversary. I'm going to knock your socks off."

"OK! Do what you must!" She sat on my lap so I could wrap my right arm around her back. "I love you, Bear. As far as I'm concerned, this is the best Chanukah we've ever shared together." Eva gave me a big kiss and then we went over to where Rachel was playing with the electric guitar we got her. Her grandparents got her the amplifier to go with it and Aunt Cammy and Uncle Kyle got her a bass guitar. After that night, it was all going to get set up in the basement to keep the noise down.

December 20th was a great day, the day I got that monstrosity of a cast cut off. After the nurse in the office helped wash my arm and chest thoroughly (the smell...ugh!) the doctor eased my arm into a more comfortable position and put the arm in a sling, and it would stay in that position for another month, except when we washed it at home. It took me about an hour to adjust to walk upright again. And I was done walking into things. That was a huge relief. And that night in bed, Eva was able to play with my chest hair for the first time in a couple of months, as long as she was very gentle. She was. And I could touch her much easier with my right arm. Overall, we had a pretty awesome time that night, but I still had to lay there on my back and let her do most of the work. I'd make it up to her, soon, very soon.

New Years Eve. A cold day and night, and a huge group of tents were set up in our backyard. Then the tables were brought out there, chairs, and then the wait staff set up the place settings. Cammy's wedding day was here!

The party was set to start at 8PM. At 6 Connor, resplendent in his dress whites (nothing like a man in a uniform!), helped me get into my modified tux with an extra flap on the left that hid my arm in the sling.

"Dad, I want to tell you something."

"Tell away, son. I'm just thrilled to have you home for a few weeks."

"Even at the Academy, people are making a big deal about you and mom. Next time you come to visit, the Superintendent wants to meet you both. He wants to thank you."

It was a little uncomfortable hearing that. "Connor, I know people keep saying we're heroes, but we're not. We're teachers who just tried to protect our students. The men and women like you, like your Superintendent, you're the heroes. The people who protect us all every day, all day long. I don't think I appreciated that until this year, with everything that's happened since September. I'm the one that's proud of you and all your classmates. I think even your mother see's that now." We shook hands, man to man.

The wedding was a hell of a lot of fun. Cammy was beautiful in a cream colored suit, I walked her down the aisle- again- and the heated tent worked out very well, keeping everyone reasonably warm. She and Kyle were officially married at 9PM and then we all celebrated again at midnight. It was great, saying goodbye to 2001, a terrible year for a number of reasons. 2002 had to be a hell of a lot better.

I was able to dance with Eva, which for me was the best part of the night. I could only hold her with one arm, but the important thing was I could hold her. We were cheek to cheek during the song Wonderful Tonight. It wasn't my favorite; it's been played to death at weddings. But I did feel wonderful that night, even with some pain in my shoulder. Eva was in my arm(s), Cammy was married and happy as could be, my children were there and happy...it was a perfect night.

"Angel, I love you so much" I whispered in her ear. "I couldn't have gotten through this terrible thing without you. No way in hell."

"If you insist. It was my pleasure to help you, Bear. I'm just thrilled to be sharing this night with you, and every night in the future to come. Hey, look at Rachel!" Eva was smiling as she nodded her head across the parquet dance floor, where Rachel was dancing with Kyle. She was adorable, holding his hands as she sang along with the song. I think she was a little jealous of her Aunt and her new husband.

"She's going to be a real heartbreaker when she gets older. I already feel more grey hairs coming."

Eva laughed in my ear. "I already told you, you're going to look very handsome with grey hair, just like you're very handsome now. My very sexy Bear." Then, in a lower whisper, "I know this won't be over until after 3 or so, but I hope you can still give me a half hour or so. I'm feeling very warm for my husband." She tilted her head back a little and we kissed with big smiles.

"I'm sure I can find the strength for you. Somehow. For my gorgeous wife." She rested her head on my shoulder as the song ended and another began.

Connor had been paying a lot of attention to a young woman named Lisa, who was fresh out of law school and was being mentored by my sister. Around 1AM, he talked to me very discreetly. "Dad, I'm going to take Lisa home to Lansdowne (about ten minutes away). I'll be home in the morning. Late.." He gave me an 'awe-shucks' smile.

I looked at Lisa, a tall, willowy blond. I shrugged my good shoulder and said "Go Navy!" He turned a little red in the face. "Hey, just be careful, right?"

"Always, Dad. Tell Mom I'll see her tomorrow."

"I will. Go, before she decides to let someone else take her home." He laughed and took the young woman, about six or seven years his senior, by her arm, and they left. I sighed; my son really was a grown man.

After everyone left and Cammy gave me a huge hug and kiss, thanking me for giving her away a second time, I managed to carry Rachel to her room; the poor dear was sound asleep in her fancy dress. Eva helped her get ready for bed and then we were alone in our room. I started to get out of my tux jacket but Eva stopped me. "Let me help you with that, Bear" she said softly, with a sensual tone to her voice. "Just sit at my vanity."

I was in no mood to argue with her. She helped get my jacket off, then the cummerbund, the shirt and tie, and last the shoes and pants. When I was just in my boxer-briefs, she sat on my lap in her black cocktail dress and kissed me over and over with delicious kisses. I had been a little tired before, but I was wide awake by then. So was my penis. He was wide awake and Eva could feel it.

"You know just how to make a girl feel wanted" she giggled. Then she nibbled on my ear and I was all hers. I turned my head and kissed her with deep passion and love.

"I always want you, Angel. Well, you know what I mean. I doubt there's a man alive who wouldn't want you. Besides Connor, that is."

"Yuck! You sick Bear" she laughed, slapping my right shoulder. "Speaking of Connor, what happened to him? I don't remember him saying good night."

"Ummm, well, he kind of took Lisa from Cammy's office home a few hours ago. He said he'd see us tomorrow." I looked at her with a sheepish smile.

"Jon...she's so much older than he is!"

"So? Every man hopes for at least one older woman at some point in his life. He'll be fine, honey."

"But....wait, you didn't have an 'older woman'. We met when we were eighteen." She looked at me like she was interrogating me.

"No I didn't. I probably wouldn't have minded, but I met you before that could happen. And if you noticed, I have no complaints. Besides, now you're like my older woman. Experienced," I kissed her cheek, "passionate," I kissed her nose, "and oh, so fucking sexy." We kissed each others lips, a long and luscious kiss. "Now no more talk of other women. I want this woman only. After I get you out of that sexy dress."

Eva stood at my prompting and I managed to get the zipper down with one hand. I pulled it off her body and kissed her back and her neck, and Eva just kind of melted as she leaned back against me. "I wonder who's having a better time tonight, Cammy, Lisa or me" she moaned. "I think it's going to be me. My partner knows how to please me every time."

She turned to face me and we kissed with long lusty kisses as she took her bra off and let me devour her tits. We were on the bed and moving all around, as best as I could with the sling around my arm. Every so often I let out groans of some pain, but I was too eager to stop. Pain I could deal with. Disappointing my wife I couldn't do.

I was hot enough for her to tear her pantyhose to shreds, which I managed to accomplish with one hand and my teeth. As that ripping sound filled our bedroom, Eva cried out. "That sound makes me crazy! I can't believe how much I want you, my dirty Bear! I think my panties are sticking to me!"

Eva was lying there, staring at me with undisguised heat. I was burning up myself. She pulled her panties to the side and slid down to the edge of the bed and lifted her legs up and back, spreading wide for me. Her pussy glistened with sweet honey. "Do you think you can take me like this? You can just take your dick out and fuck me just like this. Fuck your horny Angel."

"More like my Horny Devil. Let's see what I can do for you." I dropped to my knees by the side of the bed and used my good arm to push her left leg a little further back. Her pussy looked so tasty and available. "I could use a late night snack" I whispered to her and we smiled. There was a lot of love and a lot more in our smiles.

"Then you should have your fill" Eva said with her eyes half opened. "Eat what you want and then finish the job, baby. Only hurry it up. I can't wait much longer."

I licked my lips and then bit the inside of her thigh, playfully. Eva moaned and arched her back, prompting me to dig in. My tongue traveled all over her most sensitive places as the fingers of my right hand gripped her soft thigh, leaving small finger marks. I started licking her up and down, from her clit to her anus, up and down, then in a circle, covering her honey pot with my mouth. She grabbed the back of my head in both hands and shoved my face in there hard. "Eat it, you dirty fucker. Eat it like its the last thing you'll ever dine on." Her breathing was uneven and her voice was gravelly. When I sucked on her clit, I eased a finger inside and Eva cried out as a powerful orgasm cascaded through her body.

I didn't wait for her to relax; I got right up and, while standing straight up, I placed my cock, sticking out of the fly on my underwear, at the entrance to her sloppy pussy and eased right in. I leaned over her and rested my weight on one arm as Eva wrapped her legs around my lower back. "God, my Evil Angel....I've missed this so much." I gasped as I thrust deep and pulled back.

"You're not the only one, my sexy Bear. Fuck me the best you can. And if you get tired, I'll get on top of you. But for now, keep fucking me!"

We thrust into each other, burying my cock deep in her hot, wet grip. "So good" I kept moaning as I tried to keep up a good rhythm. My balls slapped her ass repeatedly, making my love shake beneath me.

I went as long as I could, but not only was my arm getting tired, the rest of me was tired as well. I wasn't in good shape anymore because I'd been unable to do any serious exercise for over two months. Eva could tell I was wearing down and she touched my lips. "You've done enough, sweetheart. Lie back down. Let me take care of both of us."

"Honey, you've done so much...."

"Hush, my love. It's my turn to please you."

I really was in no condition to resist her. I was just too physically tired. So I pulled out, my cock still connected to her pussy by a strand of our nectar, and I laid back on the bed. I thought she was going to get on top of me, but Eva had other ideas. She got on her knees between my legs and grasped my wet dick, moving her small fist up and down a few times. Then she winked at me and engulfed my cock in her hungry mouth. "Oh my god..." I shook all over. My body was responding on its own as she sucked my cock with all the skill she had developed over our years together. Her tongue was doing wicked and wonderful things to me as my Angel just kept looking at me, loving the expressions on my face as I experienced such incredible joy. It didn't take her long to bring me off, accepting the jets of my cum in her mouth and down her throat.

I couldn't speak, I couldn't move, I could barely breathe. I felt her body on my right side and I just reached for her like I was on auto-pilot. She nuzzled next to my neck and kissed my cheek. "Happy New Year, Honey Bear. Let's have our best year ever this year."

I got my wits back and I turned my head and kissed her soft lips. "Happy New Year, Angel. I love you with all my heart. And I agree, let's have our best year. It sure as hell couldn't be worse than this past year has been."

"I love you too, Jon. Always and forever, my darling."

"Always and forever, sweet Angel. Always and forever."

So ended the nightmarish year of 2001. The coming years would all be a lot better.

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