The Motorcycle Accident

The Motorcycle Accident

By Dunchad©

I was riding my motorcycle home from work when it happened. For some unknown reason, the second car in front of me decided to hit their brakes instead of driving through the yellow light. The car behind it hit their brakes and went to the right. I hit my brakes and went left and then the next thing I know I am on the ground and hurting. Oh yeah, did I mention that I was driving my Anniversary Edition Harley Davidson V-Rod when this happened. So needless to say I was not in the best of shape. Surprisingly, after I was able to focus, I realized that my motorcycle was in good shape and was only leaning on the fender of the car in front of me. Seems that I put my foot down to help slow down my motorcycle and I ended up breaking my leg below the knee. I was in a lot of pain and was taken to the hospital.

It was determined that my only injury was the broken bone below my knee. I was taken to get x-rays. After a long wait the doctor arrived and checked everything out. Then he scheduled my leg for surgery the next morning. He said he had to put in a metal plate shaped like the number seven with screws so the bone would mend correctly.

The surgery went fine and after a few days I was released. For once in my life I was grateful for having a large family and we were all close. Since I could not walk on my broken leg I was for the first time in my adult life in a bind. I didn’t have a girlfriend or wife to help take care of me so my family stepped in. My cousins would come over and help me with preparing food. My brother was able to get a ramp put together for me so I could get in and out of my house. They were all great and ready to help me out. We set up things I needed all close to a recliner that my parents gave me so I could sit in front of the TV and keep my leg elevated. Needless to say I was about to become a couch potato, or in my case a recliner potato.
I watched a lot of TV and was grateful that I had a satellite dish so I had a lot to choose from. For dinner a cousin would come over and cook for me or someone would come over and take me out. I couldn’t even drive my own truck at this point, so I was pretty much disabled. Well, one night my favorite cousin came over to make me dinner and hang out to visit, so I had some human interaction, and man did we ever interact that night. So here is it, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

My cousin Tabitha called me during the day asking what I had planned for dinner. Well I am a bit of a smart ass and told her I was planning on cooking a magnificent feast and asked if she would join me. She laughed and said she would be over after work and fix me dinner and hang out for a while. I asked her why, since she is always spending time with her boyfriend. She has been one of the cousins that have not done a lot for me so far. Anyhow, she told me that she and her boyfriend were having some problems and she was taking some time away from him to make sure that he was really right for her. I smiled and had some evil thoughts, but kept them to myself and told her to come over and she could hang as long as she wanted.

A few hours later Tabitha arrived and I was rather blown away. Tabitha has always been really sexy in my opinion. She is about 5’6” with long legs and a thin build. She is very athletic and health conscience. She has long brown wavy hair that hangs to about the middle of her back, beautiful blue eyes and a delicate mouth that always looks like she is ready for a kiss. She is not that well endowed, I guessed she is a 36B maybe C cup at most. She was wearing tight jeans and a loose baggy shirt with her hair down loose. My body didn’t listen to my brain tell it she was my cousin, because I instantly got an erection. She came in and leaned over my recliner and gave me a kiss on the lips then sat down next to me.

She looked me over and commented on my condition. She said she was sorry that she was so busy with her loser boyfriend that she didn’t come around sooner. I shushed and told her not to worry about it. We talked for a while and she told me about everything happening and why she was taking the break. I told her she was making a smart decision and should indeed think about things so she didn’t end up like her sister and marry an asshole.