👑🌿 My Fairy King 🌿👑

7. This Is Not The First Time

⚠️Warning, in this part there are sex parts in it. Don't take this too seriously!

12 December, 1978.

Roger was doing well, he recovered well in the coming weeks.

It was morning, Roger was in the shower when I woke up. I got out of bed and put on my clothes. It was quite cold outside.

I was on the bed putting on my pants, Roger came out of the shower.  He had a towel around his waist. "Surprise, surprise?" Roger said. I looked up, there was Roger standing in his naked body.

Roger took his towel off his middle, I saw his genitals. "Roger, what are you doing now?" I asked, I started to laugh out loud. I blushed inside. "This has been so long, Kimberley, come on, take off your pants!" Roger said in a separate voice.

I threw my pants away, I got so incredibly horny, the last time Roger and I had sex was over half a year ago. Roger took off my bra and my underwear. "Ready?" Roger asked. I nodded, "Yes!" I said with a groan.

Roger squeezed my tits, I started screaming terribly loud. Roger laughed and drooled, I sucked his dick. Roger began to moan even louder.

"You're great, Kim, this feels so good!"  Roger said. I smiled and threw Roger on the pillow. "Anything for my lovely handsome bear." I said. Roger brook my cheek, "You're fucking sexy!" Roger said in a loud voice.

Roger put his dick in my ass, it felt really good. I couldn't imagine anything but that! I felt Roger's sweaty body.  I took a handkerchief from the bedside table and dried Roger. "It was great, we can do this more often!" I said with a groan. Roger lay down exhausted, "Yes, it feels so good!"

"I'm going to take a shower now."  I said. I got out of bed, Roger clapped his hand on my butt. "Ouch, you naughty Roggie!" I laughed. Roger laughed like a devil and put on clothes.

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When I finished taking a shower, I went to the bedroom to dry myself. "Do you think the neighbors heard us?" I asked Roger.  Roger shook his head, "Of course not, the window was closed dear." Roger said with a glass of coffee.

I got a lot of pain in my vagina. After all, it was the first time in the month that Roger and I had sex.

"I have to play drums, are you coming or are you staying at home?" Roger asked.  "I stay at home, I still have to clean everything, next time I will come." I told. Roger took my right hand, "Whatever you want my little princess!"

"I'll be back this afternoon."  Roger said, he kissed my mouth. I grabbed his shoulders. "I'll wait for you, honey." I said. Roger took his car keys and left the house. We gave each other hand kisses.

Like I just said, yes Roger had a car again. He got one from his sister. He's scared to drive now and then, but because I'm there. I am very happy to help him, otherwise I would not be there.

It was time for me to tidy up, I put on my white apron and started cleaning everything. First our bed, I had to change the blankets and the mattress cover I had to change.

I threw up our blankets, but when I did I noticed white stains on our blanket.  My eyebrows flew up, "Wow, the bed could enjoy it too!" I whispered to myself.

I changed the covers of our pillows and the blankets. I threw it in the washing machine, after doing that I clapped my hands. "Done, and now clean the floor!"

I filled the cleaning bucket with hot water, all those cleaning techniques I learned in the past. Sometimes everything I have to do on my own drives me crazy, but Roger is not the kind that he cleans the house on his own. But I do love him very much, I certainly see the future with him.

*Half an hour later*

I quickly finished cleaning and tidying up, I fell on the sofa with my feet on the table. I turned on the TV with a sigh. There was news on it, and there was Roger on television! With the rest of the band Queen.

They were photographing at a building, Freddie was wearing a fantastic outfit. Roger with his drumsticks in his hands.  He looked quite unhappy, after all it was frosty outside too. Everyone was very cold, I think.

I bit my nail and watched Roger on TV.  He got his turn to talk through the microphone. His voice sounded rather, weak? I think he was still a bit horny.

The program was over and I kept looking at the clock. I was very bored.

I was exhausted and tired, I decided to lie on the couch. I closed my eyes for a moment, until my eyelids grew heavy. I fell into a deep, deep sleep.

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"Kim? Kim? Wake up?" Roger whispered, shaking my arms to wake me up. "Hey.." I whispered, Roger raised an eyebrow. "Why were you sleeping?"  He asked as he sat down next to me. "I just fell asleep." I said with a deep yawn. Roger gave me a hug and kissed me.

"It's so boring here, when are we going on vacation?" I asked when I started to stretch. Roger checked his calendar,"Next week!"

I'm looking forward to our vacation, because we're going to New York. Roger and the band are going on a tour there, they can hear their new song and album around the world.

Roger took a bottle of vodka from the refrigerator, poured it into a cup and drank it quickly. He let a big burp go.  "Excuse you?"  I laughed.  Roger blushed, "Wasn't my fault, sorry!"

I could often laugh at Roger, his humor is usually incomprehensible. But Roger usually never knows how to behave himself according to his age.

Roger drank and drank, I watched Roger finish every glass one after the other. "You know it's not healthy to drink so much vodka?" I asked. Roger shrugged. "I'm just tired of myself."  Roger sighed. Roger moved to the table and began to cry.

I walked over to Roger worried and sat next to him, "Honey, what's going on?"  I asked. Roger wiped his tear with his sleeve. "I'm just really tired! Very, very tired!" Roger cried more. I started to doubt, since when did he have this? Then what happened?

"Oh my dear Roggie, stop crying baby, you don't have to tell me now, do it later, I'll leave you alone okay?" I whispered while rubbing Roger's back. Roger sobbed, "No st-stay!"

Roger took my arm until I sat down on the chair. "I just had nightmares last night, I didn't tell you when we had sex, I just wanted to cause you a beautiful morning." Roger said. I curled my hair with my finger. "What nightmares then? What was it about?" I asked.  Roger sighed and looked at the floor.

"I dreamed that I lost you and the band." Roger said. He got up and picked up a tissue. "Oh poor baby, tell me more?" I asked. Roger nodded, "I dream that you and I were cuddling on the couch, and suddenly a man came with a gun, I ran, and... He shot you first."  Roger said. I rubbed Rogers back.

"I ran to your lifeless body, you were dead. Then I ran to Freddie for real help, the shooter ran after me.When I got to Freddie, he shot Freddie, Brian and Deaky." Roger looked angry, he could not let his imagination disappear.

"Keep telling my dear, I'm listening to you."  I asked as I held Roger's hand tightly.  Roger sighed, "When I got home I walked to your dead body, I picked you up in a bridal couple pose. I walked down the stairs of our apartment, the gunman was behind me. He said, "Have fun up there!" And then he shot me. We both fell down the stairs. Then I woke up, I didn't want to wake you up because you were still sleeping like a baby." Roger sighed and blew his nose.

I swallowed, "This is the worst thing I've ever heard." I stuttered. Roger put his hand on my hand. "It's okay, come on, let's go to bed. An afternoon nap."  Roger yawned. I nodded and gave Roger a big hug. We hugged each other tight because we love each other very much.

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