Worlds Collide chapter 2

 
The lawnmower spewed the damp shredded grass to one side of the angry  machine. The smell of cut grass reminded him of those vegetables smoothies his wife loves to drink. They made him sick to his stomach. Even though it was a chilly day he was sweating like hell. He has never liked doing the lawn. Who does?! His worse house chore by far, but someone had to do it. He was trying to finish before rain starts poring down again. He was glad he didn't have a very large backyard.

As he was struggling to push the heavy mower in a straight line, he couldn't help but smile as he watched his two kids climb up and down the play set. He remembered the day he bought that thing. It was the worse decision he ever made. Actually his wife made that decision. He was the one to set it up. It took him a whole week to assemble. Those cuts and bruises are still fresh on his mind. But to see his little ones enjoying themselves was worth the pain and effort. All he ever cares about in life is his family and he would do whatever it takes to make them happy.

Suddenly the mower choked and gave out it’s last breath before he could finish. “That stupid, fucking shit….” he swore at it. He repeatedly tried to pull the power chord to make it run again but there was no use. It was dead. He couldn't afford to buy a new one right now. Hell… he can barely afford to pay the mortgage after what had happened in the last few weeks.  

Jonathan Cole, the loving husband, the father, the perfect gentleman was swearing like a sailor. He usually doesn't like to use foul language in front of his children but he just couldn't help himself. They looked at him in surprise as they heard their father curse and kick the mower to vent out his anger. It wasn't just the lawnmower, it was his whole life and it was going down the drain right in front of his eyes. He had to do something or he was going to loose everything, this house, his family, his entire life. One thing for sure, he couldn't tell Linda. She’ll freak out.

"What's the matter honey?" Damn!!!… how the hell did she sneak up behind him so fast?! He swore she could read his mind a mile away. She always knew when he was angry or sad and she was always there to bring him out of it. Not only was she the mother of his kids, she was his best friend and the love of his life. They met in their final year at college and got married right after graduation. However they weren't in much of a hurry to have kids. Ten years later she was, and she worked hard on it before her fortieth birthday. Now they are both in their mid forties and struggling to raise two kids in a small suburban town fifty miles south of Chicago.

“You have a lot on your mind these days,” she said, “how about a drink to cool down?” Damn!!!… she suspects. She gave him an iced can of soda and stood waiting for him to tell her what was wrong.

“This thing is acting up again,” referring to the dead lawnmower in his hand.  He knelt on the ground pretending to fix it but she knew damn well he had no idea what he was doing. He has always been a terrible mechanic. He didn’t want to look up at her knowing she would see right threw him.

A few seconds later she said, “okay… just don’t sprain any muscle trying to fix this thing. You need that for tonight.” As she walked back to the house he watched her going up the last few steps, swaying her ass, and his muscle twitched.

Yes.. tonight was a Saturday night. It was sex night. A date they had fixed a few years after they were married. Even though they were husband and wife, it was always difficult for him to be the one to initiate. He has always been a shy man and asking for sex made him very nervous. How they managed to have kids was beyond him, but Linda was a miracle worker. After a couple of fights and a few lonely nights they settled on the Saturday night system. "We are going to have sex once a week no matter what, except when I'm on my period, UNDERSTAND?!" this was the directive she drew up and they have been following it to the letter for the past ten years.

Giving up on the lawnmower, he parked it in the garage and went inside to take a shower and wait for dinner which his lovely miracle worker was making. Saturday night was family night. They ate dinner together or went out for a movie or pizza on occasions. At half past ten the kids were tucked in and fast asleep. He was watching tv in bed, waiting for his wife to take a shower before joining him.

Linda came out of the bathroom with a towel rapped around her chest. She was a tiny woman, not more than 5' 3" with a slim body, blue eyes and a short chestnut wavy hair. She was a beautiful girl who tried to keep in shape even after two difficult pregnancies. Not like him, he let go of that notion a long time ago. He used to go to the gym every week. Now he seldom does. He has been gaining a bit of weight recently which bulged around his waist; 200 pounds was way above the norm for a 5' 9" averagely built man.

She let the towel drop to the floor revealing two small breasts and a clean trimmed bush between her legs. His cock twitched in his boxer which he pulled down upon seeing his wife's naked body. She snuck in bed next to him and they cuddled feeling the warmth of their skin fueling their dormant desires.

He turned half way to his side and kissed her as he slipped his hand down towards her entrance. She opened her legs a little wider inviting his fingers to explore as they wished, a thing she knew he liked to do. He put his fingers on her lower lips and started caressing, a thing he knew she liked him to do. As he was doing that she extended her hand to locate his hardening penis. They have done this exercise every time they made love for as long as he can remember. Half of the time he made her come using his finger. And that was when she was in the middle of her month or when she was really aroused. After that quick foreplay she either slid on top of him or laid back on the bed so he could climb on top to slowly insert his cock in her pussy. It didn't take him more than a few minutes to ejaculate his seed inside his wife's vagina. Their love making had always been such; a truly plain vanilla experience, nothing spectacular, and certainly never spontaneous. However they both tried to satisfy one another as best they could before their quick session was over. Oral was seldom on the menu. They tried it a few times but Linda wasn't much into it and he never pushed or expected more than he got. He figured he wasn't very good at it so why force it on her.

A few minutes later they were back to cuddling again with her head on his chest and her hand on his deflated cock. She was gently squeezing it with no apparent result. It was a bit of a surprise to him since he didn't expect another round and neither did she. He knew she wanted something else.

Suddenly she squeezed hard and said, "SO... are you going to tell me what is bothering you or shall I squeeze harder."

He knew it! This was the miracle worker he had married. She knows how to grab him by his balls every time and he was always willing to do what ever she asks. Only he wasn't expecting her to take it so literally. "Ohhhhhkay... okay..., take it easy," squealing out his surrender, "I'll tell you everything..."

“NOW Jonathan Fredrik Cole. Start spilling NOW," she ordered and he swore he felt the last trickle of cum spill out of his shrunken member.

"The company is closing down the store,” he said and she jumped up on the bed in shock and sat on her knees waiting for him to continue.

"They gave us three months notice," he finally got it off his chest.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want you to worry," he replied. “I thought I could find something but no one is hiring these days, specially not a forty something old computer salesman."

"But you've been with the company for more than twenty years. They just can’t do this!” she cried out.

“Well they just did.” he said. “They have been closing down stores all over the country and we were expecting our turn any time. You know how bad the economy is now a days,” he added.

“So what are you going to do?” she asked again, “I can always go back to work. I’ve been thinking of going back to work now that the kids are in school.” She tried to offer another option to their sudden predicament.

“Don’t worry. We’ll get threw this. I’ll find something soon,” he tried to ease her concern. “Besides I used to be a computer engineer, I should be able to find an opening somewhere. But if you want to work again it’s up to you.” He has never asked this of his wife in all the time they had been married. Work was always her choice. She was an arts major and she worked at a gallery before she decided to have kids. But he was always the bread maker of this family, only now they need all the help they can get if they are to get out of this.

She stared at him for a few seconds then snuggled back next to him trying to give him the comfort he needed as she always does. But he knew very well she was very concerned for what the future holds for her family as much as he was.


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“Is this it?” the young female Bore fizzled as she asked her teacher, “why are you making me watch those two?”

The older Bore laughed and said, “Calm down little one. You have always been quick to jump to conclusions. You have to be patient.”

“But their lives are so boring, where is the excitement in that?”

Trying to calm her down he almost shouted, “WAIT… Now let us go to the other multiverse and see what the second Nexus is like.”