I Peeked

I do not think I have ever told anyone this.

And I am semi-ashamed.

And semi-laughing at myself.

It was not a big deal really.

But I had to look.

I had to see.

While Roger was subconscious laying in the bed, I pulled up the sheets.

I wanted to see his penis.

And yes, I touched it.

I am his wife.

The doctors told me the part of his brain affecting a person's ability to wake up was damaged.

Which also controls arousal.

I had to check.

Sex is important to a relationship.

Especially a marital one.

So I touched.

And nothing happened.