Joyce and Nate met during their junior year in college. Since then, they became inseparable. They got married on Christmas Day after they graduated, and Joyce got pregnant less than two years later. They had twins, Lauren and Mark, but the delivery was traumatic, Joyce had a massive blood loss and the doctor had to perform a hysterectomy to save her life.The first few years after the babies were born, were difficult for both. Dealing with two babies, their jobs, the house, and making ends meet, wasn’t easy for them. But in the end, they managed. Sometimes they fought over these issues, but theirs was a normal marriage, and as with any other marriage, it had highs and downs.It was when the twins eventually went to college, that Joyce and Nate could finally relax a little, and their marriage – or rather, their sex life – experienced a prance.“Wow!” Joyce sighed after a mind-blowing orgasm one night, “I don’t recall anything like that in our past life.”Nate lay on his back, beside her, breathless and sweaty, he chuckled, “Me neither, but I like this life better. Give me ten minutes, and I’ll be ready for another round.”“Mmm, sounds tempting,” Joyce moaned, turning toward him, straddling him, and leaving a path of hot, wet kisses on Nate’s torso.“This might help,” Nate groaned, placing his hands on Joyce’s butt cheeks.Joyce preferred when Nate was on top, but she knew the effect that had on her husband when she was on top.She bent to kiss her husband, then moved her body offering him one nipple to suck.With one hand on a cheek and the other hand on her breast, he enjoyed sucking her big, darker nipple. Then he moved to the other one. Joyce was looking from above at this erotic scene, moaning, and rocking her body, rubbing her pussy against his cock.“Mmm,” she moaned. Joyce suffered from dryness, so she knew it was time to add some lube to the game as Nate’s cock was getting ready for another round.It was a nice erotic game spreading the lube. She got up on her knees, poured a handful of lube on her hand, and started spreading it all over her pussy and inside, offering Nate a very exciting scene. Then, she spread the lube on Nate’s cock, and he immediately reacted.When she decided it was enough, she slowly squatted down, welcoming Nate’s hard cock inside her.“God, it feels Escort Fikirtepe so good,” Nate growled.While Joyce continued going up and down along his cock, Nate enjoyed the view of her heavy breasts jiggling.Joyce always had pretty big breasts, and with the passing of the years, they became more jiggly, but Nate didn’t mind at all, actually, he really enjoyed them.Nate sat up and scooted against the head of the bed, holding Joyce against his body.“Mmm, I love it,” Joyce moaned, bracing herself on his shoulders, feeling his cock deep inside her.After a few minutes, Joyce was ready to cum. She arched her back and moved one hand to rub her clit, continuing going up and down along Nate’s cock.Nate’s hand went to her cheeks, sliding a finger in the crack of her ass.“I’m cumming,” she groaned.He looked at his beautiful wife cumming, a view he always enjoyed. Her mouth slightly opened, her body rocking out of control, her breasts jiggling, meanwhile feeling her pussy milking his cock. He had to put all his effort into holding off, but he always wanted her to cum first. When she eventually slowed down a little, that was his moment. He circled his arms around Joyce’s waist, holding her tight, and with a few deep strokes, he came inside her.Breathless and sweaty, they managed to kiss each other, reaffirming their eternal love.At least a couple of nights a week, they had some session of hot, steamy sex. Sometimes, they enjoyed experimenting with new positions covering almost every corner of their pretty big house.But then, as always when life is running too smoothly, it has to throw you a curve ball, and Joyce, for several nights, couldn’t sleep for the heaviness of what she just discovered.She hid her secret under large shirts, avoiding her husband’s gaze and his advances, “I have a bad headache. Sorry, honey.” Never in her marriage had she used that excuse; this was the first time. But she couldn’t be seen naked.One more day, she thought, donning her pj’s and tucking herself in bed before Nate could see her.The day of the truth arrived, and Joyce got ready and went to the hospital where she had scheduled an ultrasound.The young doctor entered the room where she was waiting after the exam.“Mrs. Lancaster, I don’t like what I see here. Sancaktepe escort It looks like a rare and aggressive form of breast cancer. I want you to immediately consult a surgeon for a biopsy.”Those words were echoing in her head over and over. Terrified, Joyce called the surgeon and scheduled a biopsy. But now she needed to talk to Nate and have him with her. She couldn’t go any further alone with this secret.Nate had recently lost his beloved aunt to metastatic breast cancer which she had never screened for. How could Joyce tell him she had breast cancer? Joyce rehearsed the words in her head, but she couldn’t really picture his reaction.“It could be nothing, you know, young doctors are known to scare patients and see things that are not really there,” Joyce said to Nate once she finally found the courage to talk. She needed to believe this as the truth, at least for the next three days, until the biopsy.“Hon,” he said, hugging her, “Whatever this is, we’ll be together, and together we’ll fight.”They were both terrified, but nobody said a word about it for the following days, only silent hugs that were worth more than words.The biopsy day arrived. Hand in hand, they crossed the parking lot to the main entrance and took the elevator to the fourth floor, where a nice nurse welcomed them with a bunch of forms to fill. Joyce’s hands were shaking, and she struggled to fill the forms. Meanwhile, Nate tried to cheer her up with some jokes.The surgeon was a nice doctor, a round face behind his mask, smiley eyes, and a sweet, reassuring voice with a hint of an accent.The first needle to numb her breast hurt and made her groan, but the second one to numb her armpit made her cry, “Ouch! That hurts.”In about an hour it was done, and the doctor said the results should be there within three days.Two days later, at three in the afternoon, Joyce was at work when she answered the phone without checking the caller id, “Hello?”“Hello, Joyce?” the sweet voice on the other side said.Joyce recognized the voice with the accent. “Yes, this is she,” she said, lowering her voice, bracing herself. Two days, it can’t be good if the response arrived in two days.“It’s doctor Jandali here. We have the results, and unfortunately, it’s cancer.” He üsküdar escort bayan waited a moment to give Joyce time to process, then continued, “I want to see you tomorrow morning at 11:30 to talk about next steps.”Joyce was shaking and slowly tears started rolling down her cheeks. After she hung up, she called her husband. She didn’t think he could be busy on a call; she couldn’t really think of anything at that moment.“It’s cancer,” she said when he answered.“Come home,” he said in his firm voice, “Now.”She didn’t remember how she got into the car and drove all the way home, but she did it, and when she arrived, Nate was waiting for her. He hugged her tight, and together they cried, promising to be together, to deal with it together, and to be strong for each other.The day after, together, they went to see doctor Jandali who explained what was happening, where the cancer was, what kind of cancer it was, and what was going to happen in the near future.“Stage III Invasive Ductal Breast Cancer, HER2 positive,” he said, “It’s good because it responds to chemo.”Joyce was glad Nate was with her because she could barely talk after she heard those words. She couldn’t allow herself to give up. She wanted to see their children getting married, having children, she wanted to be a grandmother, teach her grandchildren how to cook and speak Italian. She couldn’t die.“You won’t die, not anytime soon at least,” the doctor said, reading in her mind, “it’ll be tough, but you can fight this.”She spent the night crying and imagining the worst. For the following few days, Joyce had several tests scheduled and in a couple of days, she discovered that from Stage III, she moved to Stage IV as her cancer spread to the liver and was now metastatic. So, the plan – chemo, surgery, radio, and chemo – was about to change.The monster, the name she called her cancer, was now pretty big and made her breast swell, so much that she couldn’t wear a bra. “If it didn’t hurt so much, it’d be amazing having a big, firm breast at my age,” Joyce tried to joke with Nate.During the weekend, Nate and Joyce paid a visit to their children. They were twenty-two years old, about to graduate from college, and the news was a shock for both of them. They loved their mother so much. The fear of losing her was unbearable, Joyce was the heart of their family, the glue, the lifeblood.Nate and Joyce tried to explain everything to their children, that she wasn’t going to die, not anytime soon at least, and that she needed all the support they could give her to fight this monster. They needed time to process; they all did.