The Ankle Man
Sophie was nervous. She was looking at the chat room, and wondering if she was going to enter. It was Friday night and she was alone.
Sophie had never done what she was going to do. She had gone to the chat room and chat about cast and crutches, even wrote a few stories for her blog but this was difference.
She knew tonight would be different, and she was ready to do more than just chat. She wanted to feel it and experience again the real thing.
She wanted a little danger, a little pain and lots of pleasure. She wanted to be a very bad girl for once in her life. Scanning the list of member, she picked "The Ankle Man" and clicked.
As she signed on, she heard the familiar briiiiiing of an IM.
"Hello, Beautiful," she read. The IM was from The Ankle Man. She immediately knew that tonight she was going to take it all the way.
They began to chat, instantly falling into a flirtatious mode. He was clever, quick, and funny. She found her fingers flying over the keys as she responded to his questions and asked her own.
He lived across the country from her. He was married with kids, and the entire family was out of town for the weekend. His responses were charming, playful. They chatted for an hour about both their love of crutches, sprain, ankle and so much more.
He asked her again if she was ready. She hesitated. This was something he asked every time they chatted. But for some reason, she felt like telling him yes tonight. She would let him conduct the events that would lead her too much much more, and see what would happen.
She typed in Yes that her ankle was ready and hit send. He replied to wait a sec he had a call but would be right back. Then
he instructed her to go to her bedroom, use her portable and remove her clothes.
If she wasn't wearing pretty lingerie, he wanted her to dress in something sexy. He asked that she put on her highest heels for the experience. Then, he instructed her to lie on the bed with her laptop and wait for his command.
Sophie blushed and laughed, but moved to her bedroom. She looked into her fulllength mirror, positioned by the bed, and looked at the sight of herself dressed in her most comfortable saggy shorts and an old t-shirt keeping her left ankle off the ground.
Thinking of The Ankle Man instructions, she removed her outer
clothing and looked at herself again. Ah, a very sensible white bra, white cotton panties...nothing sexy here but still having her ankle off the floor was turning her on. She removed her underthings and opened her lingerie drawer.
Smiling, she removed her latest purchase and laid it on the
bed. As she slid the silky pale blue panties up her legs, she closed her eyes and appreciated the smooth coolness against her skin. The matching demi-bra was almost non-existent, with satin and lace caressing her breasts and exposing an immodest amount of firm flesh. Her pink nipples were hard and barely covered,
looking charmingly enticing.
She pretended to limp to her closet, switching on the light and checking her shoe rack. She had one pair, very dressy, very high stilettos heels, that she had bought for a special function.
Stepping into them, she felt extremely sexy. Now, she swayed
slightly as she approached the mirror. This was better. Her body was small, but shapely. The lingerie was shiny against her trim body, her legs looked long and elegant with the heels. Specially seeing her left knee bent with her left heel off the floor.
Maybe after tonight she would not be pretending.
She stepped to the vanity, combing her hair down around her face, applying a spray of Escape to her neck and breasts. She walked around the room, lighting candles and turning off the bright lights. Finally, she was ready. Reclining on the bed, she waited.
It seemed that he was back nearly immediately; as if he knew that she was now prepared for him.
"Give me a vision," he typed.
She described her clothing, her body, Her long legs with her sexy slender ankles and her position on the bed.
"Lovely. You sound so ready Sophie and horny. Let me tell you about me. I like kissing and touching the injured ankle, I hope that’s OK dear Sophie"
Oh Myyyyyyyyyyy
"Now, Lets start Sophie and stand up and hop on your left foot with the stiletto heel on. Keep your right foot off the floor, and tell me how you feel."
She got up and hopping on her left foot around her bedroom. Felt nice to feel pressure on her left foot and ankle but nothing rolled or break.
Back at her computer
"Ok I’m back, nothing special, a bit of pain in my foot but nothing serious yet"
"Ok, great start Sophie, now lets try again but step higher, just Imagine Sophie that you are falling forward in the stairs and all your weight fall on your left ankle." He said
After numerous trials what was to happen happened. Sophie left ankle was really tired from all the jumping that when walking back to her laptop she lost balance and her left ankle rolled and she felt down
"Oh god my ankle…" she moaned loudly holding on to her ankle and leg. I wonder if its broken or badly sprained.
Her ankle was killing her but she wanted to get back to her laptop. Sophie crawled with her hands forwards. Using her good leg to push. The swelling in her ankle was rubbing on the hard wood floor and driving her crazy from the pain.
"I need to do this" she said feeling pain through her leg.
She used her bed for support and manage to get up on her good leg. She then hop to her laptop.
"I’m back Ankle Man, My ankle gave and it’s so sore on the side. Not sure if its broken or sprain but its slightly bent and purple."
"Nicely done Sophie, now, stand up and walk on that bad ankle of yours to a mirror and tell me what you feel again."
Sophie laid her broken ankle on the floor ad tried to walk to the mirror, but she felt forward and again heard a snap from her ankle and foot. There was no way she could walk. Sliding the laptop off the bed.
She told him about her ankle, the pain, describing for him the
feelings that were stirring between her legs from all this.
"Ok, you are doing so good Sophie, I’m real proud of you. Now run your fingers on your ankle"
Her eyes closed as she did this, the surge of desire running from her broken ankle to her breasts directly into her pussy. She scratched her nails over the swelling of her broken ankle, making her entire body jump.
Sophie nearly passed out, her moans escaped her lips and she felt her panties dampen and her ankle shake.
He wanted her to tell him what she was doing, how she was touching her ankle. She described the ache she was feeling in her broken ankle, the way her panties were nearly saturated with her liquids.
"You have to trust me Sophie, what I’m about to ask is very different but it will make you cum on the spot. Ben you left leg and bring your injured foot up to your face". He asked her
She could feel the throbbing in her broken ankle on her lips that were inches from the ankle
"Kiss your broken ankle sexy Sophie and tell me if you like it?" he asked.
Her eyes closed again and she….
Part 2 to come
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Her Fantasy Wedding
Her fantasy Wedding
She looked into the mirror and smiled standing tall on her crutches. The mirror was tall as she was so that she could see herself fully in it, even the edge of her pink covering her left foot.
Her left leg was in a Fiberglas pink cast from the toes to the top her leg. Dislocated and broken ankle, broken fib and tib and femur will do it.
She looked beautiful that day. Why shouldn't she? She was going to live her deepest fantasy of getting married while using crutches for a full leg cast.
All brides look beautiful on their wedding day. Her dress was of the purest white with a bell hoop skirt that came out from her waist and slowly went down to the floor in a bell shape. The top slowly dipped down in a slight curve so that it slightly showed off her wonderful cleavage.
She looked stunning on her crutches. Having bee on them before she was a pro. Good thing, her cast was bent at 80 degree at the knee.
Her hair was up in a high ponytail with soft curls flowing down and around her face. Her headpiece was also adorned with roses and sat as a crown around her head. She had long flowing netted tulle serving to cover her face. She hadn't put the top layer over her
face yet.
She just stood there moving her cast and squeezing her crutches, smiling and staring. She could not believe how gorgeous she looked or that it was her wedding day.
"Sophie," said a man's voice trembling, "you look so beautiful, my baby."
Sophie turned around to see her dad.
"Daddy," softly whispered Sophie, as she crutched up to her dad,
"I'll always be your little girl. Marrying Danny will not change things. I will always be your little girl no matter what. Once a daddy's little girl, always a daddy's little girl."
Doug, Sophie's father, just smiled. She always knew what to say to him. She was his cheer me upper when he needed her to be, which wasn't a lot. He made sure of that.
"Dear" said her father, "I’m so sorry you had to break your leg. You look fantastic crutches or not but …you know"
"Oh dad, don’t worry some day we may be able to talk about this again but I really don’t mind" she said
"I want a picture of you two alone," said Sophie's mother, Allie, just then.
Sophie and Doug stood together, She dropped her crutches and used her father for support standing on her good leg. Sophie's arm was through her father's as if he was about to walk her down the aisle. Both stood smiling. Doug kept taking glances at her through the corner of his eye.
"I can't believe my baby is all grown up and I'm giving her away today," thought
Doug.
"Is everyone ready?" asked a tall blonde woman.
"Yes" everyone replied.
"Then its time for Doug to get the show on the road!" the woman excitedly said.
This woman was Maria, the woman Danny and Sophie had hired to help them put on
their wedding day. Their special day was in her hands, the wedding coordinators
hands. After her skydiving accident nearly 4 months ago, Sophie had been very busy with the rehabilitation of her shattered leg. Still many months to go but it was on the right track. All the new technology saved her leg.
Her ankle was twisted almost 90 degrees, totally dislocated. The leg was twisted like a pretzel. She was moaning something that only her could hear between the pain and shock and yes pleasure.
"Oh God I think I finally broke my leg again" She said laughing until she tried to move.
"Please help me….Anybody….my leg" She moan in agony
Sophie walked towards the door on her crutches that leads them to the door into the
hallway. They walked up the hallway to the door that would allow them to enter
into the church. Sophie glanced at her father.
"Ready gimps?" asked Jane, Sophie's maid of honor, also her little sister.
"Absolutely," replied Sophie with a wide smile on her beautiful painted face.
The music started and Sophie's four bridesmaids walked down the aisle accompanied
by their respected groomsmen. Then came the flower girl.
The music soon changed from a beautiful processional music to hear comes the
bride.
"It's time Daddy," Sophie whispered to her father while pushing forward her cast to see her toes one last time at the end of the pink cast before moving in .
With a smile and a look at each other, they began to walk in unison down the aisle. Sophie looked straight ahead not to slip on her crutches. She wanted to feel all the looks of her friends and family looking at her on crutches.
Her smile grew even bigger. Danny was gorgeous in his black tuxedo. He was tall and handsome.
Danny was as handsome as ever. His black tuxedo did him justice. His grey vest
that she had helped him pick out was straight underneath his jacket. He had a
grey handkerchief in his pocket. He stood tall and smiling. He looked back at
his best man.
"She's so beautiful," they whispered
Soon, Doug and Sophie had reached the end of the aisle. Sophie was very agile on her crutches
She was standing next to her fiancé, soon to be her husband. Her smile shone radiantly.
"Good evening everyone," started the pastor.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you to the wedding ceremony of Ms. Sophie to Mr. Daniel. I am about to start the process to join these two in holy matrimony. If anyone does not think these two should be married, speak now or forever hold their peace."
Sophie turned towards her audience on her crutches and her cast showed for all to see for just a few seconds. Her perfect long toes at the end of the cast.
"Alright," said the pastor, "let's get this show on the road so that this lovely woman can rest her broken leg!"
Everyone laughed at that.
"Who gives this woman away?" asked the pastor.
"Her mother and I do," replied Doug. Doug turned towards Sophie and kissed her. He
put her veil back over her face, just as she had asked him to. She wanted to stay veiled throughout the ceremony and have her husband lift her veil when he went to give her their first kiss as a married couple.
As the pastor spoke the words, Danny and Sophie looked deeply into each others
eyes. This was the day they had been waiting for. It felt like an eternity would
come before their day would come, but it had finally come. They would soon be
husband and wife. Nothing could ever be compared to this day. They smiled to
each other knowing that in just a few minutes, they will be husband and wife.
"I do," responded Sophie happily moving slightly on her crutches.
"I definitely do," responded Danny merrily.
The audience laughed at his response.
Sophie’s mother took her crutches and her father was used for support. Danny took the ring that was for Sophie off the bible. He took her left hand and slipped the ring onto the tip of Sophie's left ring finger. He then looked up at the pastor waiting for the words that he would repeat as he slipped the ring fully onto Sophie's finger.
"Now, with this done, It is now my pleasure, to pronounce you husband and wife. Danny, you may now kiss your bride!"
Danny waited with no further instructions. He lifted Sophie's veil and, with his arms around her waist, kissed her deeply, passionately, and lovingly. Sophie kissed just as deeply back, sending her love for him through her kiss. Their audience erupted in applause and whistles as the couple kissed.
When Sophie and Danny finished their first kiss, which did not last too long since
Her good leg was getting tired and she needed help from her crutches for support, they turned back towards the pastor and her mom gave her back the crutches.
"It is now my pleasure to present to you," sang the pastor out loud
The audience erupted in applause. Danny and Sophie walked down the aisle towards
the door that Sophie had just crutched through earlier as a bachlorette. When they
got through the doors, they stepped aside and smiled at each other. She was
finally married and done it on crutches. The day they had waited for had finally come. They can now begin their lives together as a married couple. Their new lives were just
beginning. Maybe one day she would open up o him but until them she had you to chat with on AIM about cast and crutches.
The end
She looked into the mirror and smiled standing tall on her crutches. The mirror was tall as she was so that she could see herself fully in it, even the edge of her pink covering her left foot.
Her left leg was in a Fiberglas pink cast from the toes to the top her leg. Dislocated and broken ankle, broken fib and tib and femur will do it.
She looked beautiful that day. Why shouldn't she? She was going to live her deepest fantasy of getting married while using crutches for a full leg cast.
All brides look beautiful on their wedding day. Her dress was of the purest white with a bell hoop skirt that came out from her waist and slowly went down to the floor in a bell shape. The top slowly dipped down in a slight curve so that it slightly showed off her wonderful cleavage.
She looked stunning on her crutches. Having bee on them before she was a pro. Good thing, her cast was bent at 80 degree at the knee.
Her hair was up in a high ponytail with soft curls flowing down and around her face. Her headpiece was also adorned with roses and sat as a crown around her head. She had long flowing netted tulle serving to cover her face. She hadn't put the top layer over her
face yet.
She just stood there moving her cast and squeezing her crutches, smiling and staring. She could not believe how gorgeous she looked or that it was her wedding day.
"Sophie," said a man's voice trembling, "you look so beautiful, my baby."
Sophie turned around to see her dad.
"Daddy," softly whispered Sophie, as she crutched up to her dad,
"I'll always be your little girl. Marrying Danny will not change things. I will always be your little girl no matter what. Once a daddy's little girl, always a daddy's little girl."
Doug, Sophie's father, just smiled. She always knew what to say to him. She was his cheer me upper when he needed her to be, which wasn't a lot. He made sure of that.
"Dear" said her father, "I’m so sorry you had to break your leg. You look fantastic crutches or not but …you know"
"Oh dad, don’t worry some day we may be able to talk about this again but I really don’t mind" she said
"I want a picture of you two alone," said Sophie's mother, Allie, just then.
Sophie and Doug stood together, She dropped her crutches and used her father for support standing on her good leg. Sophie's arm was through her father's as if he was about to walk her down the aisle. Both stood smiling. Doug kept taking glances at her through the corner of his eye.
"I can't believe my baby is all grown up and I'm giving her away today," thought
Doug.
"Is everyone ready?" asked a tall blonde woman.
"Yes" everyone replied.
"Then its time for Doug to get the show on the road!" the woman excitedly said.
This woman was Maria, the woman Danny and Sophie had hired to help them put on
their wedding day. Their special day was in her hands, the wedding coordinators
hands. After her skydiving accident nearly 4 months ago, Sophie had been very busy with the rehabilitation of her shattered leg. Still many months to go but it was on the right track. All the new technology saved her leg.
Her ankle was twisted almost 90 degrees, totally dislocated. The leg was twisted like a pretzel. She was moaning something that only her could hear between the pain and shock and yes pleasure.
"Oh God I think I finally broke my leg again" She said laughing until she tried to move.
"Please help me….Anybody….my leg" She moan in agony
Sophie walked towards the door on her crutches that leads them to the door into the
hallway. They walked up the hallway to the door that would allow them to enter
into the church. Sophie glanced at her father.
"Ready gimps?" asked Jane, Sophie's maid of honor, also her little sister.
"Absolutely," replied Sophie with a wide smile on her beautiful painted face.
The music started and Sophie's four bridesmaids walked down the aisle accompanied
by their respected groomsmen. Then came the flower girl.
The music soon changed from a beautiful processional music to hear comes the
bride.
"It's time Daddy," Sophie whispered to her father while pushing forward her cast to see her toes one last time at the end of the pink cast before moving in .
With a smile and a look at each other, they began to walk in unison down the aisle. Sophie looked straight ahead not to slip on her crutches. She wanted to feel all the looks of her friends and family looking at her on crutches.
Her smile grew even bigger. Danny was gorgeous in his black tuxedo. He was tall and handsome.
Danny was as handsome as ever. His black tuxedo did him justice. His grey vest
that she had helped him pick out was straight underneath his jacket. He had a
grey handkerchief in his pocket. He stood tall and smiling. He looked back at
his best man.
"She's so beautiful," they whispered
Soon, Doug and Sophie had reached the end of the aisle. Sophie was very agile on her crutches
She was standing next to her fiancé, soon to be her husband. Her smile shone radiantly.
"Good evening everyone," started the pastor.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you to the wedding ceremony of Ms. Sophie to Mr. Daniel. I am about to start the process to join these two in holy matrimony. If anyone does not think these two should be married, speak now or forever hold their peace."
Sophie turned towards her audience on her crutches and her cast showed for all to see for just a few seconds. Her perfect long toes at the end of the cast.
"Alright," said the pastor, "let's get this show on the road so that this lovely woman can rest her broken leg!"
Everyone laughed at that.
"Who gives this woman away?" asked the pastor.
"Her mother and I do," replied Doug. Doug turned towards Sophie and kissed her. He
put her veil back over her face, just as she had asked him to. She wanted to stay veiled throughout the ceremony and have her husband lift her veil when he went to give her their first kiss as a married couple.
As the pastor spoke the words, Danny and Sophie looked deeply into each others
eyes. This was the day they had been waiting for. It felt like an eternity would
come before their day would come, but it had finally come. They would soon be
husband and wife. Nothing could ever be compared to this day. They smiled to
each other knowing that in just a few minutes, they will be husband and wife.
"I do," responded Sophie happily moving slightly on her crutches.
"I definitely do," responded Danny merrily.
The audience laughed at his response.
Sophie’s mother took her crutches and her father was used for support. Danny took the ring that was for Sophie off the bible. He took her left hand and slipped the ring onto the tip of Sophie's left ring finger. He then looked up at the pastor waiting for the words that he would repeat as he slipped the ring fully onto Sophie's finger.
"Now, with this done, It is now my pleasure, to pronounce you husband and wife. Danny, you may now kiss your bride!"
Danny waited with no further instructions. He lifted Sophie's veil and, with his arms around her waist, kissed her deeply, passionately, and lovingly. Sophie kissed just as deeply back, sending her love for him through her kiss. Their audience erupted in applause and whistles as the couple kissed.
When Sophie and Danny finished their first kiss, which did not last too long since
Her good leg was getting tired and she needed help from her crutches for support, they turned back towards the pastor and her mom gave her back the crutches.
"It is now my pleasure to present to you," sang the pastor out loud
The audience erupted in applause. Danny and Sophie walked down the aisle towards
the door that Sophie had just crutched through earlier as a bachlorette. When they
got through the doors, they stepped aside and smiled at each other. She was
finally married and done it on crutches. The day they had waited for had finally come. They can now begin their lives together as a married couple. Their new lives were just
beginning. Maybe one day she would open up o him but until them she had you to chat with on AIM about cast and crutches.
The end
Friday, August 24, 2007
Garry Con
conclusion
"Garry, are you sure you want to do this? I, uh, well, uh, well Garry it's been so long for me, and never since my broken leg. I just don't want you to be disappointed with me."
"I'm no lover boy, so lets just see where we end up and we can hope for the best if you want."
With that being said, she moved her body down my chest, kissing everywhere her mouth could reach. Her hot tongue licking my nipples then she sucked one in her wet mouth. I pushed her face
down on it, I felt her hand reach down and touch my hard cock, giving it a squeeze she moved her head lower while undoing my pants.
I raised my hips up to help her take my pants off, my cock springing free she looked at it and smiled.
She lowered her hot wet mouth on my throbbing cock. I closed my eyes when I felt the heat coming from her mouth when she sucked it deep down and the hard cast rubbing the inside of my leg.
Her tongue swirled around the head and her lips pursed around it tightly when her head came up. I held her short hair in my hands and pushed her face to me, I felt her throat open and my cock slid past her tonsils.
"Kilah, I'm going to cum baby."
She held her face closer to my crotch until my orgasm had subsided to a light sensation.
She lay her head on my cock as it pulsed with my heart beat and I held her soft short hair in my hand. Giving my cock a kiss and a light squeeze before she moved up and lay on top of me sruggling with her long cast to get on.
I kissed her lips and her tongue attacked my mouth, her dress still on but half off now. Kilah sat up and I sat up beside her
with my arm around her, my dick still hanging outside my pants.
We finished our drinks and she had me follow her to her bedroom, I watched as her ass swung wildly while she was on her crutches and I stumbled along behind her on mine.
She was so much better and sexier. A real pro and that cast so special.
Reaching her bed I undressed the rest of the way, and watched as
she took off her dress. A cute belly and firm tits hung down, with a cast covered leg.
She dropped her dress to the floor and the slip followed, she was now standing on her one good leg and I saw her full cast from the foot to her tight for the first time.
I wanted to this woman, I watched as she took her panties off and they hit the floor. She hopped out of them on her good leg careful not to band her broken leg. Her breasts bounced on her chest and then again when she landed.
Kilah looked at me,
"Do you still want this?"
I grinned and said, "More than ever, come here!" and patted my dick.
She got in bed and crawled up beside me, Her hips opened and she had one leg on one side of my hips and broken leg in between my legs.
I felt her start to hump my broken leg with her pussy, and her slick pussy left trails of her juice on my cast when she moved her pussy.
It didn't take long for my cock to get hard again, I had one of her hard nipples in my mouth sucking it deep and a hand on her cast.
She wanted me inside her and she sat up on her one knee and worked my hard cock to her wet slit, moving it around until I felt her tight pussy open and take the head in.
I reached down and touched her slick clit, she jumped at the unexpected pleasure it gave her. I rubbed it with my thumb and watched as her tits bounced in time
with her movements.
I unconsciously put my hand on her leg, or the broken leg I
should say.
"Hell Kilah, this thing is harder than you made my dick!" and grinned at her.
She smiled and started fucking me in earnest then, her pussy was so slick as it slid up on me and the hair of her pussy tickling my leg when she sat back down.
"Oh My God, I'm cumming now Garry, Oh yes, now Garry, I'm cumming now. Fuck Me! Fuck me hard Garry!"
Her pussy gripped my cock when she came and her head fell back, a loud groan coming from her.
I rolled her over as easy as I could, not wanting my cast to hit her or hurt her broken leg.
Kilah grabbed my face kissing it all over. I kissed her wet mouth back, out tongues entwined with the others letting our hot bodies melt against the other, our sweat mixing like our saliva and cum.
I lay few minutes just looking at her. As complete a woman as one with both legs in working condition as far as I was concerned, even more so than with those I had fucked in my dreams and fantasies.
I snuggled up to me, holding me tight, catching her breath also.
"Thank you Garry. Thank you so much!"
"Thank Me? No Kilah thank you, that was without a doubt the most marvelous sex I have ever had. My God woman, you would be a dream woman to a lot of fetish lovers!" I grinned at her.
"Oh and your not? But honestly, thank you Garry. I never thought that a man would want a woman with a broken leg. You showed me that I was wrong."
We both smiled and I put my arm around her warm soft shoulder, her head on my chest. I pulled her face to me and kissed her goodnight!
"Garry, are you sure you want to do this? I, uh, well, uh, well Garry it's been so long for me, and never since my broken leg. I just don't want you to be disappointed with me."
"I'm no lover boy, so lets just see where we end up and we can hope for the best if you want."
With that being said, she moved her body down my chest, kissing everywhere her mouth could reach. Her hot tongue licking my nipples then she sucked one in her wet mouth. I pushed her face
down on it, I felt her hand reach down and touch my hard cock, giving it a squeeze she moved her head lower while undoing my pants.
I raised my hips up to help her take my pants off, my cock springing free she looked at it and smiled.
She lowered her hot wet mouth on my throbbing cock. I closed my eyes when I felt the heat coming from her mouth when she sucked it deep down and the hard cast rubbing the inside of my leg.
Her tongue swirled around the head and her lips pursed around it tightly when her head came up. I held her short hair in my hands and pushed her face to me, I felt her throat open and my cock slid past her tonsils.
"Kilah, I'm going to cum baby."
She held her face closer to my crotch until my orgasm had subsided to a light sensation.
She lay her head on my cock as it pulsed with my heart beat and I held her soft short hair in my hand. Giving my cock a kiss and a light squeeze before she moved up and lay on top of me sruggling with her long cast to get on.
I kissed her lips and her tongue attacked my mouth, her dress still on but half off now. Kilah sat up and I sat up beside her
with my arm around her, my dick still hanging outside my pants.
We finished our drinks and she had me follow her to her bedroom, I watched as her ass swung wildly while she was on her crutches and I stumbled along behind her on mine.
She was so much better and sexier. A real pro and that cast so special.
Reaching her bed I undressed the rest of the way, and watched as
she took off her dress. A cute belly and firm tits hung down, with a cast covered leg.
She dropped her dress to the floor and the slip followed, she was now standing on her one good leg and I saw her full cast from the foot to her tight for the first time.
I wanted to this woman, I watched as she took her panties off and they hit the floor. She hopped out of them on her good leg careful not to band her broken leg. Her breasts bounced on her chest and then again when she landed.
Kilah looked at me,
"Do you still want this?"
I grinned and said, "More than ever, come here!" and patted my dick.
She got in bed and crawled up beside me, Her hips opened and she had one leg on one side of my hips and broken leg in between my legs.
I felt her start to hump my broken leg with her pussy, and her slick pussy left trails of her juice on my cast when she moved her pussy.
It didn't take long for my cock to get hard again, I had one of her hard nipples in my mouth sucking it deep and a hand on her cast.
She wanted me inside her and she sat up on her one knee and worked my hard cock to her wet slit, moving it around until I felt her tight pussy open and take the head in.
I reached down and touched her slick clit, she jumped at the unexpected pleasure it gave her. I rubbed it with my thumb and watched as her tits bounced in time
with her movements.
I unconsciously put my hand on her leg, or the broken leg I
should say.
"Hell Kilah, this thing is harder than you made my dick!" and grinned at her.
She smiled and started fucking me in earnest then, her pussy was so slick as it slid up on me and the hair of her pussy tickling my leg when she sat back down.
"Oh My God, I'm cumming now Garry, Oh yes, now Garry, I'm cumming now. Fuck Me! Fuck me hard Garry!"
Her pussy gripped my cock when she came and her head fell back, a loud groan coming from her.
I rolled her over as easy as I could, not wanting my cast to hit her or hurt her broken leg.
Kilah grabbed my face kissing it all over. I kissed her wet mouth back, out tongues entwined with the others letting our hot bodies melt against the other, our sweat mixing like our saliva and cum.
I lay few minutes just looking at her. As complete a woman as one with both legs in working condition as far as I was concerned, even more so than with those I had fucked in my dreams and fantasies.
I snuggled up to me, holding me tight, catching her breath also.
"Thank you Garry. Thank you so much!"
"Thank Me? No Kilah thank you, that was without a doubt the most marvelous sex I have ever had. My God woman, you would be a dream woman to a lot of fetish lovers!" I grinned at her.
"Oh and your not? But honestly, thank you Garry. I never thought that a man would want a woman with a broken leg. You showed me that I was wrong."
We both smiled and I put my arm around her warm soft shoulder, her head on my chest. I pulled her face to me and kissed her goodnight!
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Garry p1
Gary's story part 1
Hello, my name is Gary and I was driving home from work a couple of weeks ago, lost control and, totaled my car and put me in the Hospital. I was in sad shape but glad to be alive. One afternoon a one of the male nurse wheeled me to the Physical Therapy room, I looked around not understanding why he brought me here.
"What did you want me to see?"
He pointed at the woman with the therapist, a cute blonde girl, nicely built, struggling on a full leg walking cast between parallel bars.
"OK, she's cute" I said.
In the process she was close and I could tell that she could barely rest her cast on the floor, relying mostly on her crutches. She was protected by long plaster cast with a walking heel. Very rare these days but so so nice.
She noticed me staring and smilled
"Oh excuse me, I'm sorry ma'am!"
I wheeled up to her and introduced myself to her.
"Hi, I'm Garry, sorry for staring" I told her with a smile.
"Oh yes, don't worry I've been in a leg cast for close to 6 months now so I'm used to people staring. I'm Kilah, it's nice to meet you."
I asked her if she wanted to go to the cafeteria when she's done her training and get some coffee, she said yes and that she was done and I wheeled and she lead the way on her crutches. What a view, sexy woman in a full leg plaster cast.
We got along fine and had some laughs and a couple of cups of nasty hospital coffee.
"So Garry what happened to you?"
"Oh a car accident. Thankfully I came out better than the car." I smiled.
"And you? If you don' mind me asking."
Her eyes lowered to my long cast, and she softly told me, "I was climbing a ladder and lost my balance. Falling my right leg got stuck and broke almost every bone in my lower and upper leg plus torned ligaments in my ankle. After months and multiple cast I'm finally starting to see some progress"
"Hell Kilah, we make a cute couple, your right leg and my left" I said.
She broke out laughing, a nice hearty laugh. It made me feel good to hear her. Her gray eyes sparkling while she played nervously with her crutches.
We finished our coffee and I rolled along beside her as she went to her room on her crutches with the heavy cast leading the way.
"It was nice to meet you Kilah, I'll see you later on hopefully!"
"It's a date Garry!"
And I went back to my room thinking about her. Kilah was pretty woman. I'm no babe magnet myself. Fairly handsome, but not anything to brag about, and at 48, I was in decent shape other than the bruises and broke leg.
Kilah and I started getting coffee together and I would go to her Therapy with her to kill some time. I think she did extremely well with it.
I enjoyed watching her as she learned to walk on her waking cast. She was going to be in this walking cast for another 5 weeks. we always had coffee after she was done, and I found myself watching her when she used her crutches, the way her tight ass would swing when she took the step that kept her heavy cast off the floor.
Her badly broken leg was still too sore to walk on it all the time. Plus she was a pro on crutches. Very smooth and sexy.
About a week after we had met I asked her on a date for when we got released from here. She accepted and passed me all the pertinent information, her address and phone number. I gave her mine so she would know I wasn't just feeding her a line.
Kilah was released a few days before me still using her crutches, and I got out on crutches also. What a pair we made when we went out to Dinner, Me still trying to master the crutch's and her laughing at me at my ineptness. We ate a fine meal of Steak and all the trimmings a really nice evening all in all.
I took her home, Kilah had a beautiful condo, tastefully decorated. She offered me a drink and I accepted, she makes them strong I found out.
"Woo, Kilah if I didn't know better I would think that you spent your life on crutches, you are so much better and please don't be mad, you look so good on them. I've always been attracted to women in leg cast using crutches. I can't be held responsible for my actions!" I winked at her.
Kilah had a pretty smile, and her face glowed when I said that.
Then she seemed sad for a minute.
"What's wrong Kilah? Did I say the wrong thing? I'm sorry if I did and I hope it's not about the cast and crutches!"
"No Garry, I just can't believe a man would be attracted to me because of the cast and crutches. I've felt the same about them since I was a very young girl. From sprain to sprain and finally a broken leg. I was so happy to be casted Garry. When I wake up in the morning and see my crutches..."
"Oh Kilah, I can't believe that you feel the same, wow"
She smiled and agreed with what I said.
"And another thing Kilah, I wasn't staring at your sexy broken leg in that incredible plaster cast, no way..not in that dress your in. You look so sexy, You really look great tonight, honestly!" I said smilling
She blushed and looked like a teenager when her head lowered in her embarrassment. I leaned over and gave her a kiss on her cheek, her eyes looked up at me and she said.
I kissed her on her red lips this time, her mouth opened and I felt her hot tongue as it crept into my mouth. I put my arm around her and she put her hands behind my head pulling each other to the other, our mouths were on fire. I had not been with a woman in a leg cast ever and it was driving me crazy to see her so close to me.
I had to be careful, my leg in a cast I was not as agile as I could be. I'm a clutz anyway, I felt her hand run down my chest and unbuttoning it her hand went inside my shirt. It was warm and soft as she played with my nipples, we never broke our kiss as I reached to her breast. I felt the hard nub of her nipple poking in her bra and squeezed it lightly, she gasped at the feeling from
another persons touch.
I lay back on her couch pulling her down on top of me when I did her hard cast rubbed my hard cock. I unzipped her dress and stuck my hand inside on her back, then unsnapped her bra. I ran my
fingers on the marks left from her bra, rubbing them to soothe her. Kilah was hot, she was ready I felt her hips grinding on mine as she grew hotter. Her good leg on the side of the couch her cast between my legs.
I put my hands on her ass, a nice soft ass. Kilah held my face in her soft hands and she looked into my eyes.
She said
Part 2 to come
Hello, my name is Gary and I was driving home from work a couple of weeks ago, lost control and, totaled my car and put me in the Hospital. I was in sad shape but glad to be alive. One afternoon a one of the male nurse wheeled me to the Physical Therapy room, I looked around not understanding why he brought me here.
"What did you want me to see?"
He pointed at the woman with the therapist, a cute blonde girl, nicely built, struggling on a full leg walking cast between parallel bars.
"OK, she's cute" I said.
In the process she was close and I could tell that she could barely rest her cast on the floor, relying mostly on her crutches. She was protected by long plaster cast with a walking heel. Very rare these days but so so nice.
She noticed me staring and smilled
"Oh excuse me, I'm sorry ma'am!"
I wheeled up to her and introduced myself to her.
"Hi, I'm Garry, sorry for staring" I told her with a smile.
"Oh yes, don't worry I've been in a leg cast for close to 6 months now so I'm used to people staring. I'm Kilah, it's nice to meet you."
I asked her if she wanted to go to the cafeteria when she's done her training and get some coffee, she said yes and that she was done and I wheeled and she lead the way on her crutches. What a view, sexy woman in a full leg plaster cast.
We got along fine and had some laughs and a couple of cups of nasty hospital coffee.
"So Garry what happened to you?"
"Oh a car accident. Thankfully I came out better than the car." I smiled.
"And you? If you don' mind me asking."
Her eyes lowered to my long cast, and she softly told me, "I was climbing a ladder and lost my balance. Falling my right leg got stuck and broke almost every bone in my lower and upper leg plus torned ligaments in my ankle. After months and multiple cast I'm finally starting to see some progress"
"Hell Kilah, we make a cute couple, your right leg and my left" I said.
She broke out laughing, a nice hearty laugh. It made me feel good to hear her. Her gray eyes sparkling while she played nervously with her crutches.
We finished our coffee and I rolled along beside her as she went to her room on her crutches with the heavy cast leading the way.
"It was nice to meet you Kilah, I'll see you later on hopefully!"
"It's a date Garry!"
And I went back to my room thinking about her. Kilah was pretty woman. I'm no babe magnet myself. Fairly handsome, but not anything to brag about, and at 48, I was in decent shape other than the bruises and broke leg.
Kilah and I started getting coffee together and I would go to her Therapy with her to kill some time. I think she did extremely well with it.
I enjoyed watching her as she learned to walk on her waking cast. She was going to be in this walking cast for another 5 weeks. we always had coffee after she was done, and I found myself watching her when she used her crutches, the way her tight ass would swing when she took the step that kept her heavy cast off the floor.
Her badly broken leg was still too sore to walk on it all the time. Plus she was a pro on crutches. Very smooth and sexy.
About a week after we had met I asked her on a date for when we got released from here. She accepted and passed me all the pertinent information, her address and phone number. I gave her mine so she would know I wasn't just feeding her a line.
Kilah was released a few days before me still using her crutches, and I got out on crutches also. What a pair we made when we went out to Dinner, Me still trying to master the crutch's and her laughing at me at my ineptness. We ate a fine meal of Steak and all the trimmings a really nice evening all in all.
I took her home, Kilah had a beautiful condo, tastefully decorated. She offered me a drink and I accepted, she makes them strong I found out.
"Woo, Kilah if I didn't know better I would think that you spent your life on crutches, you are so much better and please don't be mad, you look so good on them. I've always been attracted to women in leg cast using crutches. I can't be held responsible for my actions!" I winked at her.
Kilah had a pretty smile, and her face glowed when I said that.
Then she seemed sad for a minute.
"What's wrong Kilah? Did I say the wrong thing? I'm sorry if I did and I hope it's not about the cast and crutches!"
"No Garry, I just can't believe a man would be attracted to me because of the cast and crutches. I've felt the same about them since I was a very young girl. From sprain to sprain and finally a broken leg. I was so happy to be casted Garry. When I wake up in the morning and see my crutches..."
"Oh Kilah, I can't believe that you feel the same, wow"
She smiled and agreed with what I said.
"And another thing Kilah, I wasn't staring at your sexy broken leg in that incredible plaster cast, no way..not in that dress your in. You look so sexy, You really look great tonight, honestly!" I said smilling
She blushed and looked like a teenager when her head lowered in her embarrassment. I leaned over and gave her a kiss on her cheek, her eyes looked up at me and she said.
I kissed her on her red lips this time, her mouth opened and I felt her hot tongue as it crept into my mouth. I put my arm around her and she put her hands behind my head pulling each other to the other, our mouths were on fire. I had not been with a woman in a leg cast ever and it was driving me crazy to see her so close to me.
I had to be careful, my leg in a cast I was not as agile as I could be. I'm a clutz anyway, I felt her hand run down my chest and unbuttoning it her hand went inside my shirt. It was warm and soft as she played with my nipples, we never broke our kiss as I reached to her breast. I felt the hard nub of her nipple poking in her bra and squeezed it lightly, she gasped at the feeling from
another persons touch.
I lay back on her couch pulling her down on top of me when I did her hard cast rubbed my hard cock. I unzipped her dress and stuck my hand inside on her back, then unsnapped her bra. I ran my
fingers on the marks left from her bra, rubbing them to soothe her. Kilah was hot, she was ready I felt her hips grinding on mine as she grew hotter. Her good leg on the side of the couch her cast between my legs.
I put my hands on her ass, a nice soft ass. Kilah held my face in her soft hands and she looked into my eyes.
She said
Part 2 to come
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
The Shooter p2
Conclusion
It was several hours later when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly put my tools away, I had been cleaning and checking my equipment.
Expecting someone from staff, I opened the door.
It was her in all her beauty. Her cast was bent almost at 90 degrees so there was no way for her to rest her broken leg down and move around without the crutches.
I stood there for a second in shock, then realized there were two very large men with her, pointedly standing in the background.
Bodyguards, I knew.
"Well, are you going to ask me in?" That smile again.
Trapped, I stepped aside.
She flowed into the room on her crutches like an expert, I looked her up and down, from her toes at the end of the cast to her firm breast moving while she crutched past me.
"I know who you are." She turned to face squeezing her crutches.
"All right. Who am I?"
"You are the killer that the Russians have following me."
"Why would you think that, do I look like a killer miss?"
"I checked on you, you don't seem to be anybody and please please don’t underestimate me. I might be crippled for life with a bad limp after the cast is removed but I’m very bright, that’s how I survived so far in this crazy business"
"I'm not anybody." I said but not convincing anybody, she was leading the conversation physically and emotionally while moving on her crutches.
"Look, I will pay you more than they will."
I hesitated, confused. There was no way she really knew, she was just guessing?
I made a quick decision, trying to concentrate, man stop looking at her cast and crutches.
"How much?"
"How much do you want?"
"A half Mil." It was what the Russians were paying me.
"All right." She said moving again on crutches, I loved to see that cast floating around the room.
I blinked, I guess. She looked at me, like she knew or something.
"More, huh?"
"Like what?"
She dropped her crutches, standing on her good leg and just reached up and tugged a string, she was almost instantly naked.
"A half million, and ....this?"
I lost control at that point, her breasts were perfection, nipples upturned, the tips folded inwards. Her abdomen flowed down with a bulge over her channel, she was completely hairless, slick.
I just stared.
"Well?" She turned and walked hop on her good leg to the bed, sat on the edge.
There was no stopping myself, I was walking towards her and stripping at the same time.
It wasn't lovemaking, it was raw sex. I climbed between her good leg and cast and went for it, her body reacted and thrust right back at me.
Niceeeeeeee" she mumbled deep in her throat.
It was that quick, that easy. Over in just minutes, explosive. She thrust at me almost in anger, perhaps greed.
I lay there after, my mind in a whirl.
This was insane, I was suppose to kill this woman.
"So how do you want the money?" she smiled while rubbing her cast on the side of my leg.
I gave her a number.
"I thought so, I will handle that in the morning."
I just nodded.
I didn't get much sleep that night.
I knew she was scheduled to be at the fund raiser the next evening, out on the big upper deck at the hotel she stayed at.
For some reason I stopped on the way, used a kiosk to check my account.
The $500,000 was there. I just shook my head.
I climbed up on the roof of the building across from the rooftop, took my position.
I waited.
I was several hours before she arrived looking perfect in her black gown, leaving nothing to imagination.
Wow and her cast…so so perfect
I knew I still had no other choice or did I
I didn't want to.
I was ready to take the shot, trying to settle my heart rate. She moved, so I waited.
I had time.
She moved again, into view, I settled down, sighted on her throat. Just then she looked up.
She looked right at where I was lying.
"What the....?"
I heard a noise, looked over my shoulder. Two men stood there.
I saw one raise a pistol, tried to turn the rifle their way.
Too late. Way too late. Just the soft "phhht!" of a silencer. I felt the impact as the bullets struck me, knocking me back against the railing.
I could see her standing on her crutches looking better than ever, looking up at me.
Smiling.
The end
It was several hours later when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly put my tools away, I had been cleaning and checking my equipment.
Expecting someone from staff, I opened the door.
It was her in all her beauty. Her cast was bent almost at 90 degrees so there was no way for her to rest her broken leg down and move around without the crutches.
I stood there for a second in shock, then realized there were two very large men with her, pointedly standing in the background.
Bodyguards, I knew.
"Well, are you going to ask me in?" That smile again.
Trapped, I stepped aside.
She flowed into the room on her crutches like an expert, I looked her up and down, from her toes at the end of the cast to her firm breast moving while she crutched past me.
"I know who you are." She turned to face squeezing her crutches.
"All right. Who am I?"
"You are the killer that the Russians have following me."
"Why would you think that, do I look like a killer miss?"
"I checked on you, you don't seem to be anybody and please please don’t underestimate me. I might be crippled for life with a bad limp after the cast is removed but I’m very bright, that’s how I survived so far in this crazy business"
"I'm not anybody." I said but not convincing anybody, she was leading the conversation physically and emotionally while moving on her crutches.
"Look, I will pay you more than they will."
I hesitated, confused. There was no way she really knew, she was just guessing?
I made a quick decision, trying to concentrate, man stop looking at her cast and crutches.
"How much?"
"How much do you want?"
"A half Mil." It was what the Russians were paying me.
"All right." She said moving again on crutches, I loved to see that cast floating around the room.
I blinked, I guess. She looked at me, like she knew or something.
"More, huh?"
"Like what?"
She dropped her crutches, standing on her good leg and just reached up and tugged a string, she was almost instantly naked.
"A half million, and ....this?"
I lost control at that point, her breasts were perfection, nipples upturned, the tips folded inwards. Her abdomen flowed down with a bulge over her channel, she was completely hairless, slick.
I just stared.
"Well?" She turned and walked hop on her good leg to the bed, sat on the edge.
There was no stopping myself, I was walking towards her and stripping at the same time.
It wasn't lovemaking, it was raw sex. I climbed between her good leg and cast and went for it, her body reacted and thrust right back at me.
Niceeeeeeee" she mumbled deep in her throat.
It was that quick, that easy. Over in just minutes, explosive. She thrust at me almost in anger, perhaps greed.
I lay there after, my mind in a whirl.
This was insane, I was suppose to kill this woman.
"So how do you want the money?" she smiled while rubbing her cast on the side of my leg.
I gave her a number.
"I thought so, I will handle that in the morning."
I just nodded.
I didn't get much sleep that night.
I knew she was scheduled to be at the fund raiser the next evening, out on the big upper deck at the hotel she stayed at.
For some reason I stopped on the way, used a kiosk to check my account.
The $500,000 was there. I just shook my head.
I climbed up on the roof of the building across from the rooftop, took my position.
I waited.
I was several hours before she arrived looking perfect in her black gown, leaving nothing to imagination.
Wow and her cast…so so perfect
I knew I still had no other choice or did I
I didn't want to.
I was ready to take the shot, trying to settle my heart rate. She moved, so I waited.
I had time.
She moved again, into view, I settled down, sighted on her throat. Just then she looked up.
She looked right at where I was lying.
"What the....?"
I heard a noise, looked over my shoulder. Two men stood there.
I saw one raise a pistol, tried to turn the rifle their way.
Too late. Way too late. Just the soft "phhht!" of a silencer. I felt the impact as the bullets struck me, knocking me back against the railing.
I could see her standing on her crutches looking better than ever, looking up at me.
Smiling.
The end
Monday, August 13, 2007
The Shooter p1
The Shooter
I was ready to take the shot. I knew I didn't want to.
I had to.
My heart rate was a little high, not normal. Not normal at all.
Normal is dead calm, that's part of why I get the big bucks.
I took a deep breath, trying to settle down, the shot was long even for me, a good 250 yards.
I sighted again, waiting for the instant between heartbeats to squeeze. Just then she got up with the help of her crutches and moved out of view behind the man she had been talking to.
I settled down, waited.
I had time.
Who am I, you might wonder?
I am a ghost, I don't exist. I am who I say I am, I am never the same person twice. You hear rumors of people like me, but you never know for sure. Even if you see me, speak to me, you will forget moments later, I am non-descript, part of the background.
I am just there and then I am gone.
Usually when a packet arrives, it is some jerk business type who has cheated my customer a bit too much, or an agent for some government that has created waves.
I do my job, there is a short blurb in the news and comments about investigations, then time hides my tracks.
I do not get to say no, either. If I did, then it would be me not knowing when or where it would come from.
I am a ghost.
The last packet was different, the price was very high. The photos showed a beautiful woman, I recognized her instantly from her long cast covering her right leg. Sexy pink leg bent at the knee. Rich, powerful, in the news from going to court against the Russian mafia.
They tried already but missed. Just making her more desirable by breaking her leg
That meant dangerous. I had heard of the marriages into the Russian mafia.
Messy stuff I knew why I had a job to do. I had no need to know. There was only the job. I just packed and went to work.
The first problem came when I walked into the restaurant at the hotel. I had no more than settled down, checking the menu when she crutched in, people in tow.
It was like the room lit up, there was a buzz as people noticed this tall sexy woman wearing a lovely skirt with a slit showing off her cast and blouse.
Too close, way too close. I could not just get up and walk out, that might mean attention. She took the table next to me, sat down facing me with her broken leg now inches from me. The people with her sat down.
I flustered, not good. Not good at all. She was not supposed to be here. But she was. Very nice woman with incredible legs. Yes legs. There is something about sexy tall woman on crutches sporting a cast that drives me crazy
I heard her voice, a nervous laugh. Glancing up, I saw she was looking right at me. I glanced away, avoiding eye contact but looking straight at the pink cast covering her right leg, what a mistake, a rookie mistake but how can I not stare.
I’ve looked at a lot of woman in websites wearing rec cast but she was so much better and real.
The waiter came and took my order, I sipped my coffee and tried to not see her. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her keep looking my way.
It hit me that she was used to being stared at, not ignored, so I looked up at her. At 5 10 it’s hard not to notice her. Her breast was bursting through that tight fitting white blouse
She smiled, I smiled back, returned to my coffee.
The meal came, I ate in silence, trying not to hurry. I got up, walked to the cashier and paid the bill in cash. I was placing the change in my pocket, preparing my escape when I heard her voice.
"Hello."
I turned, looked at her.
"Hello." I said
"Are you staying here at the hotel?" She said while standing tall on her crutches looking so desirable
"Yes." I was curious now.
"I was wondering why you are alone?" She moved her broken leg and pain came across her lovely blue eyes.
"Business, I leave tomorrow." I shifted my body also, letting the language suggest I was ready to leave.
She was too close, dangerous. I always keep distance between myself and my work.
"OK." Then that smile I had seen a hundred times in newspapers, magazines. Her eyes looked at me, almost like she was looking right through me
I was sweating by the time I got back to my room. Her eyes, breast, nipples, legs, cast and crutches would not leave my mind.
Not normal, not normal at all. I was getting a bad feeling. She had noticed me, I am not supposed to be noticed.
I am supposed to be a ghost.
Eh a broken ghost that needs to kill this broken angel.
Conclusion to come
I was ready to take the shot. I knew I didn't want to.
I had to.
My heart rate was a little high, not normal. Not normal at all.
Normal is dead calm, that's part of why I get the big bucks.
I took a deep breath, trying to settle down, the shot was long even for me, a good 250 yards.
I sighted again, waiting for the instant between heartbeats to squeeze. Just then she got up with the help of her crutches and moved out of view behind the man she had been talking to.
I settled down, waited.
I had time.
Who am I, you might wonder?
I am a ghost, I don't exist. I am who I say I am, I am never the same person twice. You hear rumors of people like me, but you never know for sure. Even if you see me, speak to me, you will forget moments later, I am non-descript, part of the background.
I am just there and then I am gone.
Usually when a packet arrives, it is some jerk business type who has cheated my customer a bit too much, or an agent for some government that has created waves.
I do my job, there is a short blurb in the news and comments about investigations, then time hides my tracks.
I do not get to say no, either. If I did, then it would be me not knowing when or where it would come from.
I am a ghost.
The last packet was different, the price was very high. The photos showed a beautiful woman, I recognized her instantly from her long cast covering her right leg. Sexy pink leg bent at the knee. Rich, powerful, in the news from going to court against the Russian mafia.
They tried already but missed. Just making her more desirable by breaking her leg
That meant dangerous. I had heard of the marriages into the Russian mafia.
Messy stuff I knew why I had a job to do. I had no need to know. There was only the job. I just packed and went to work.
The first problem came when I walked into the restaurant at the hotel. I had no more than settled down, checking the menu when she crutched in, people in tow.
It was like the room lit up, there was a buzz as people noticed this tall sexy woman wearing a lovely skirt with a slit showing off her cast and blouse.
Too close, way too close. I could not just get up and walk out, that might mean attention. She took the table next to me, sat down facing me with her broken leg now inches from me. The people with her sat down.
I flustered, not good. Not good at all. She was not supposed to be here. But she was. Very nice woman with incredible legs. Yes legs. There is something about sexy tall woman on crutches sporting a cast that drives me crazy
I heard her voice, a nervous laugh. Glancing up, I saw she was looking right at me. I glanced away, avoiding eye contact but looking straight at the pink cast covering her right leg, what a mistake, a rookie mistake but how can I not stare.
I’ve looked at a lot of woman in websites wearing rec cast but she was so much better and real.
The waiter came and took my order, I sipped my coffee and tried to not see her. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her keep looking my way.
It hit me that she was used to being stared at, not ignored, so I looked up at her. At 5 10 it’s hard not to notice her. Her breast was bursting through that tight fitting white blouse
She smiled, I smiled back, returned to my coffee.
The meal came, I ate in silence, trying not to hurry. I got up, walked to the cashier and paid the bill in cash. I was placing the change in my pocket, preparing my escape when I heard her voice.
"Hello."
I turned, looked at her.
"Hello." I said
"Are you staying here at the hotel?" She said while standing tall on her crutches looking so desirable
"Yes." I was curious now.
"I was wondering why you are alone?" She moved her broken leg and pain came across her lovely blue eyes.
"Business, I leave tomorrow." I shifted my body also, letting the language suggest I was ready to leave.
She was too close, dangerous. I always keep distance between myself and my work.
"OK." Then that smile I had seen a hundred times in newspapers, magazines. Her eyes looked at me, almost like she was looking right through me
I was sweating by the time I got back to my room. Her eyes, breast, nipples, legs, cast and crutches would not leave my mind.
Not normal, not normal at all. I was getting a bad feeling. She had noticed me, I am not supposed to be noticed.
I am supposed to be a ghost.
Eh a broken ghost that needs to kill this broken angel.
Conclusion to come
Sunday, August 12, 2007
The Offer conclusion
Conclusion
He smiled and said, "Not at all Holly. Holly, you are totally a beautiful woman, and yes your broken leg is making me so hard."
She smiled at him and said, "Remember earlier, I told you I like to have fun? Well one of my fantasy is to be make love in a limo wile in this long pink cast. Would you like to make it come true Roger?"
she said smiling knowing dam well she could have made him cum on the spot without touching him with her broken leg
"Oh yes Holly, I’d like that very much."
Holly surprised Roger and herself, by taking the dress and pulling it over her head, must have been the champagne. Without a bra or panties, she wore just one heel and her pink cast. Running her hands over her broken leg and her breast she said,
"Want to watch for a while?"
"Yes, yes I would."
Holly put her good foot on the side seats and she was spread for Roger to watch. Her fingers slowly made their way from her “hard cast” to her labia and she moved them up and down her slit and felt her juices.
"I’m broken and wet Roger, my pussy is all wet from all that crutching and you staring at my pink cast"
Holly then let her finger enter her and she pushed it in to her knuckles and slid it back out, then moved it over her clit.
Roger loved this; she was such a beautiful young woman. Her broken leg was amazing as he watched her hand move over her pussy and play with her tit and nipple, he could resist wonder how she felt right now.
She dipped her finger back inside and then put a second on inside too. Moving in and out, she was loving the feeling she was giving herself. She took her hand and brought it to her lips and licked the juices from her fingers from moving her long and heavy cast side ways on his leg now.
"Mmmmmmm, I taste good"
Roger threw off his suit coat, and his tie and couldn’t stop looking at her cast.
"Take your clothes off Roger, let me look at you."
He backed off as her hands moved and unbuttoned his shirt and threw it behind him. Kicking off his shoes, he then unbelted and unzipped his pants.
"Leave your briefs on," she said, as she lowered her
broken leg between his legs.
Holly saw how hard his "package" was, she could feel it on her toes at the end of the cast and from the looks, she was really going to enjoy him.
She then brushed over his hard cock with her hard casted foot, and then brought the cast down with her toes along the shaft. He leaned down and kissed her toes. Her other uninjured foot then went to the elastic band and lifted it and watched his cock head as it popped out while he licked her toes passionately while holding on to the broken leg.
He then lowered her cast between his legs again. briefs to the floor and he kicked them off. Rubbing his shaft forcefully now hearing her moan from the pleasure and probably some pain she was feeling.
He was working himself into a frenzy and soon she
wanted him inside of her. Backing off of his cock, she
said,
"Please make love to me, God I need you to fuck me now."
Roger came off the seat and he inserted his thick
cock head into her.
"More I want it all, don’t worry my leg is well protected."
Roger pushed all of him inside of her at the same putting weight on her broken leg accidentally.
"YESSSSSSSS, OH SHIT YES!"
Roger moved inside of her and she was tight on his shaft, as it slammed in and out of her, his balls slapping her ass with each thrust of his hard cock.
He sucked in her nipple and crushed her breasts in her hands as he pounded inside of her. Holly’s fingernails dug slightly into his back as she brought her hips up to meet each thrust.
The creamy warmth of her climax rushed over his cock and he too exploded inside of her. Both of them grunting and groaning as they slammed into one another in the throes of such a fantastic climax.
Roger kissed her. Their tongues still dancing together as they held one another. When she released him, he reached into a compartment and handed her a small towel saying,
"Don’t want to mess up that beautiful dress, do you?"
She wiped her pussy and she just looked into his eyes as she cleaned herself.
Lifting the phone, he said, "Time to take the lady
home," then hung it up.
Arriving at the house, he helped her out of the limo, gave her the crutches and walked her to the door, kissed her and said,
"May I can call on you again, sometime, I know I’m much older but you are simply fantastic Holly?"
"I would be saddened if you didn’t."
"Good, I would be saddened myself."
"Thank you for a lovely evening and for making a fantasy of mine come true."
"Well maybe we can work on your other fantasies," he said as he walked back to the limo he opened the trunk.
He looked at him while he took out a sporty looking wheelchair.
"Be careful what you wish for Holly, hate to see both of your sexy legs casted" He said looking at her healthy leg
"How, how did you now?" she said almost falling off her crutches while smiling like only a woman can
END
He smiled and said, "Not at all Holly. Holly, you are totally a beautiful woman, and yes your broken leg is making me so hard."
She smiled at him and said, "Remember earlier, I told you I like to have fun? Well one of my fantasy is to be make love in a limo wile in this long pink cast. Would you like to make it come true Roger?"
she said smiling knowing dam well she could have made him cum on the spot without touching him with her broken leg
"Oh yes Holly, I’d like that very much."
Holly surprised Roger and herself, by taking the dress and pulling it over her head, must have been the champagne. Without a bra or panties, she wore just one heel and her pink cast. Running her hands over her broken leg and her breast she said,
"Want to watch for a while?"
"Yes, yes I would."
Holly put her good foot on the side seats and she was spread for Roger to watch. Her fingers slowly made their way from her “hard cast” to her labia and she moved them up and down her slit and felt her juices.
"I’m broken and wet Roger, my pussy is all wet from all that crutching and you staring at my pink cast"
Holly then let her finger enter her and she pushed it in to her knuckles and slid it back out, then moved it over her clit.
Roger loved this; she was such a beautiful young woman. Her broken leg was amazing as he watched her hand move over her pussy and play with her tit and nipple, he could resist wonder how she felt right now.
She dipped her finger back inside and then put a second on inside too. Moving in and out, she was loving the feeling she was giving herself. She took her hand and brought it to her lips and licked the juices from her fingers from moving her long and heavy cast side ways on his leg now.
"Mmmmmmm, I taste good"
Roger threw off his suit coat, and his tie and couldn’t stop looking at her cast.
"Take your clothes off Roger, let me look at you."
He backed off as her hands moved and unbuttoned his shirt and threw it behind him. Kicking off his shoes, he then unbelted and unzipped his pants.
"Leave your briefs on," she said, as she lowered her
broken leg between his legs.
Holly saw how hard his "package" was, she could feel it on her toes at the end of the cast and from the looks, she was really going to enjoy him.
She then brushed over his hard cock with her hard casted foot, and then brought the cast down with her toes along the shaft. He leaned down and kissed her toes. Her other uninjured foot then went to the elastic band and lifted it and watched his cock head as it popped out while he licked her toes passionately while holding on to the broken leg.
He then lowered her cast between his legs again. briefs to the floor and he kicked them off. Rubbing his shaft forcefully now hearing her moan from the pleasure and probably some pain she was feeling.
He was working himself into a frenzy and soon she
wanted him inside of her. Backing off of his cock, she
said,
"Please make love to me, God I need you to fuck me now."
Roger came off the seat and he inserted his thick
cock head into her.
"More I want it all, don’t worry my leg is well protected."
Roger pushed all of him inside of her at the same putting weight on her broken leg accidentally.
"YESSSSSSSS, OH SHIT YES!"
Roger moved inside of her and she was tight on his shaft, as it slammed in and out of her, his balls slapping her ass with each thrust of his hard cock.
He sucked in her nipple and crushed her breasts in her hands as he pounded inside of her. Holly’s fingernails dug slightly into his back as she brought her hips up to meet each thrust.
The creamy warmth of her climax rushed over his cock and he too exploded inside of her. Both of them grunting and groaning as they slammed into one another in the throes of such a fantastic climax.
Roger kissed her. Their tongues still dancing together as they held one another. When she released him, he reached into a compartment and handed her a small towel saying,
"Don’t want to mess up that beautiful dress, do you?"
She wiped her pussy and she just looked into his eyes as she cleaned herself.
Lifting the phone, he said, "Time to take the lady
home," then hung it up.
Arriving at the house, he helped her out of the limo, gave her the crutches and walked her to the door, kissed her and said,
"May I can call on you again, sometime, I know I’m much older but you are simply fantastic Holly?"
"I would be saddened if you didn’t."
"Good, I would be saddened myself."
"Thank you for a lovely evening and for making a fantasy of mine come true."
"Well maybe we can work on your other fantasies," he said as he walked back to the limo he opened the trunk.
He looked at him while he took out a sporty looking wheelchair.
"Be careful what you wish for Holly, hate to see both of your sexy legs casted" He said looking at her healthy leg
"How, how did you now?" she said almost falling off her crutches while smiling like only a woman can
END
Saturday, August 11, 2007
The Offer p3
Part 3
Sitting on the opposite side of the rear seat was an older man. Ever since she was a young girl she’d been attracted to older men. He was at in his mid-fifties. Dressed in a beautiful black/blue Armani suit, his hair was mostly dark brown, slightly greying on the edges. His steel blue eyes really caught her attention.
He reached out a hand to help her in and slide her leg pink cast on the facing seat and said,
"Thank you for accepting my invitation, I wasn’t sure if you
would or not with your poor broken leg dear."
"I wasn’t going to at first, but what the heck, why not. Just one question Mr. Madison. How is it you know me?"
"Please, make it Roger, Mr. Madison is my father. One of my “employee” at the St-Jude hospital saw you. You see Holly there is advantage of being a large donator to the hospital. He mentioned to her how pretty you were with your long pink cast and your crutches, so I took a chance on inviting you out"
"Wow, do you invite a lot of woman who just broke their leg?" Holly was thinking… sexy tall woman on crutches drives men nuts…
"No but after seeing pictures of you, I could not resist, you look so sexy Holly going up the stairs at your mothers house"
"You were following me." Holly looked around the limo for her crutches and thinking what if I have to run away…yeah right escaping with this heavy cast
"Please don’t be afraid Holly, I don’t want you to do anything that you don’t want to do. If you spend some time with, I will be able to admire you and in return the offer is a nice evening with no string attach and some money"
Holly relaxed and felt a lot better, now that she knew. A smile appeared on her face.
Roger said, "Do you mind such an older man asking you out on a date and offering you $100,000 for the evening?"
"What?"
"Please don’t be offended, I have dreamed to spend time with a lovely woman like yourself in a full leg cast for years and the money is nothing for me"
"OK, No, I don’t mind at all."
"Good, I do like to have fun. Have you been to Citonelle before?"
"No, this is my first time eating there, but I’ve heard and read a lot about it."
"Good, just be yourself in there, don’t get highbrow on me, remember I like to have fun."
The limo pulled up to the front of the restaurant and
soon the door was opened. As Holly struggled to exite the limo by sliding her cast on the leather seat, her split hem parted a little and exposed high up her cast and thigh. The driver acted as if her didn’t notice. As Roger exited right after her, he took her crutches and helped her slide them in position before the slowly walked to the entrance.
He loved the way she floated on crutches with her long cast leading the way. He was staring at her broken leg but he could not believe that such a sexy young woman could be spending time with him.
The doorman opened the door, smiled and said, "Welcome to Citonelle."
The Maitre D’ recognized the man walking in the door and said,
"Good evening Mr. Madison. Your table is ready, right this way please."
After being seated they were handed menus and then left alone. A Magnum of Champagne was brought to the table and a glass poured for each.
"Holly, can I take your cast and put it on the empty chair beside me, you will be more comfortable and well…you know…"
"yes you can" Roger bent down and took her lovely pink cast in his hand and lifted to the chair beside me. God she had perfect toes at the end of that cast, long and looking so tasty…
Roger took his glass and held it towards Holly, she lifted hers and they clinked glasses and took a drink. Holly rubbed her nose and said,
"This stuff always makes my nose tingle."
"Well good, anytime I can make you tingle, that makes me happy."
Both of them laughed and Roger asked if he could order for the both of them, and she agreed.
When the waiter arrived, he ordered Prime Rib, asparagus and mashed potatoes for the both of them.
Holly looked at him and said,
"I’m glad you didn’t order duck or goose or anything like that."
"Well until I know what way your tastes run, that would be foolish of me."
Holly thought to herself, He’s assuming there will be further date. I have to study him a little more but eh..$100,000 a date, she smiled while her hand rested on the cast.
The meal went great for both of them. They found a lot of common ground and laughed a lot too. She told him in detailed about her accident. How she felt at first on the ground with her broken leg. She could see that he was swallowing all the details with passion.
Both refused desert and Holly excused herself to use the restroom. With his help she got up on her good leg and grabbed her crutches. She gave him something to remember for life, he was so arouse just watching her stand on crutches, you can image crutching slowly towards the restroom.
While fixing her make-up in the mirror, standing on one leg ad using the counter for support a girl, about her age stood next to her and said,
"You poor thing, what did you do to your leg?"
Holly looked at the girl and said, "Horseback ridding accident"
"I’m sorry, I know how you feel. I broke mine 2 years ago. 11 weeks in the cast using crutches. I just loved it, the attention an the feeling of my leg trapped"
Holly said, "Yes , I know what you mean" then turned to look at the cute girl long legs. She walked away and Holly notice a slight limp
Back at the table while standing on her crutches, Holly wondered if she was going to have a limp.
Roger had paid the bill and was waiting for her to return. "Let’s go somewhere, anywhere."
As she made her way towards the limo, Roger checked out how perfect the cast was, following the contour of her long sexy leg and liked what he saw, then he got in and the limo started.
"Where to," he asked?
"How about we just ride around, I’m enjoying the evening and the ride and want it to last for a little while."
He nodded and picked up a phone and told the driver to just drive until given a destination, and then he hung the phone up.
The limo was a stretch limo and inside of it was huge. Roger opened a box and pulled out more champagne and looked at her.
"Yes, thank you"
Roger poured the champagne and said, "A beautiful broken
Women in a cast, and by the way, I’ve failed to mention how
lovely you look in that dress."
Holly looked down at herself and for some reason her nipples had stiffened. The swells of her breasts were quite prominent. Taking a sip of her champagne, she set it back in the holder and just
moved to the opposite end of the limo.
Sitting across from Roger, she leaned forward and with both hands raised her cast and put it on his lap
"Do you mind?"
He smiled and said, "Not at all Holly. Holly, you are totally a beautiful woman, and yes your broken leg and making me so hard."
Part 4 to come
Sitting on the opposite side of the rear seat was an older man. Ever since she was a young girl she’d been attracted to older men. He was at in his mid-fifties. Dressed in a beautiful black/blue Armani suit, his hair was mostly dark brown, slightly greying on the edges. His steel blue eyes really caught her attention.
He reached out a hand to help her in and slide her leg pink cast on the facing seat and said,
"Thank you for accepting my invitation, I wasn’t sure if you
would or not with your poor broken leg dear."
"I wasn’t going to at first, but what the heck, why not. Just one question Mr. Madison. How is it you know me?"
"Please, make it Roger, Mr. Madison is my father. One of my “employee” at the St-Jude hospital saw you. You see Holly there is advantage of being a large donator to the hospital. He mentioned to her how pretty you were with your long pink cast and your crutches, so I took a chance on inviting you out"
"Wow, do you invite a lot of woman who just broke their leg?" Holly was thinking… sexy tall woman on crutches drives men nuts…
"No but after seeing pictures of you, I could not resist, you look so sexy Holly going up the stairs at your mothers house"
"You were following me." Holly looked around the limo for her crutches and thinking what if I have to run away…yeah right escaping with this heavy cast
"Please don’t be afraid Holly, I don’t want you to do anything that you don’t want to do. If you spend some time with, I will be able to admire you and in return the offer is a nice evening with no string attach and some money"
Holly relaxed and felt a lot better, now that she knew. A smile appeared on her face.
Roger said, "Do you mind such an older man asking you out on a date and offering you $100,000 for the evening?"
"What?"
"Please don’t be offended, I have dreamed to spend time with a lovely woman like yourself in a full leg cast for years and the money is nothing for me"
"OK, No, I don’t mind at all."
"Good, I do like to have fun. Have you been to Citonelle before?"
"No, this is my first time eating there, but I’ve heard and read a lot about it."
"Good, just be yourself in there, don’t get highbrow on me, remember I like to have fun."
The limo pulled up to the front of the restaurant and
soon the door was opened. As Holly struggled to exite the limo by sliding her cast on the leather seat, her split hem parted a little and exposed high up her cast and thigh. The driver acted as if her didn’t notice. As Roger exited right after her, he took her crutches and helped her slide them in position before the slowly walked to the entrance.
He loved the way she floated on crutches with her long cast leading the way. He was staring at her broken leg but he could not believe that such a sexy young woman could be spending time with him.
The doorman opened the door, smiled and said, "Welcome to Citonelle."
The Maitre D’ recognized the man walking in the door and said,
"Good evening Mr. Madison. Your table is ready, right this way please."
After being seated they were handed menus and then left alone. A Magnum of Champagne was brought to the table and a glass poured for each.
"Holly, can I take your cast and put it on the empty chair beside me, you will be more comfortable and well…you know…"
"yes you can" Roger bent down and took her lovely pink cast in his hand and lifted to the chair beside me. God she had perfect toes at the end of that cast, long and looking so tasty…
Roger took his glass and held it towards Holly, she lifted hers and they clinked glasses and took a drink. Holly rubbed her nose and said,
"This stuff always makes my nose tingle."
"Well good, anytime I can make you tingle, that makes me happy."
Both of them laughed and Roger asked if he could order for the both of them, and she agreed.
When the waiter arrived, he ordered Prime Rib, asparagus and mashed potatoes for the both of them.
Holly looked at him and said,
"I’m glad you didn’t order duck or goose or anything like that."
"Well until I know what way your tastes run, that would be foolish of me."
Holly thought to herself, He’s assuming there will be further date. I have to study him a little more but eh..$100,000 a date, she smiled while her hand rested on the cast.
The meal went great for both of them. They found a lot of common ground and laughed a lot too. She told him in detailed about her accident. How she felt at first on the ground with her broken leg. She could see that he was swallowing all the details with passion.
Both refused desert and Holly excused herself to use the restroom. With his help she got up on her good leg and grabbed her crutches. She gave him something to remember for life, he was so arouse just watching her stand on crutches, you can image crutching slowly towards the restroom.
While fixing her make-up in the mirror, standing on one leg ad using the counter for support a girl, about her age stood next to her and said,
"You poor thing, what did you do to your leg?"
Holly looked at the girl and said, "Horseback ridding accident"
"I’m sorry, I know how you feel. I broke mine 2 years ago. 11 weeks in the cast using crutches. I just loved it, the attention an the feeling of my leg trapped"
Holly said, "Yes , I know what you mean" then turned to look at the cute girl long legs. She walked away and Holly notice a slight limp
Back at the table while standing on her crutches, Holly wondered if she was going to have a limp.
Roger had paid the bill and was waiting for her to return. "Let’s go somewhere, anywhere."
As she made her way towards the limo, Roger checked out how perfect the cast was, following the contour of her long sexy leg and liked what he saw, then he got in and the limo started.
"Where to," he asked?
"How about we just ride around, I’m enjoying the evening and the ride and want it to last for a little while."
He nodded and picked up a phone and told the driver to just drive until given a destination, and then he hung the phone up.
The limo was a stretch limo and inside of it was huge. Roger opened a box and pulled out more champagne and looked at her.
"Yes, thank you"
Roger poured the champagne and said, "A beautiful broken
Women in a cast, and by the way, I’ve failed to mention how
lovely you look in that dress."
Holly looked down at herself and for some reason her nipples had stiffened. The swells of her breasts were quite prominent. Taking a sip of her champagne, she set it back in the holder and just
moved to the opposite end of the limo.
Sitting across from Roger, she leaned forward and with both hands raised her cast and put it on his lap
"Do you mind?"
He smiled and said, "Not at all Holly. Holly, you are totally a beautiful woman, and yes your broken leg and making me so hard."
Part 4 to come
Thursday, August 9, 2007
The Offer p2
Part 2
"Let me get the dress I have in mind for you," as she moved things around and took out a white box from the floor of the closet. She took the box to her bed and set it down.
"This is it, I’m sure."
Holly opened the box and said, "Oh God, this is beautiful," as she brought it of out of the box and held it in front of her while using her crutches for balance. Even with most of the pain gone from her fractured leg, the cast was bent at a very sharp angle and she could not put any weight on it. The crutches were her best friend
"Try it on, see if it fits right."
"Okay but I will need your help!"
"My pleasure"
Sitting on the bed, Holly pulled her blouse over her head, and then Julia untied her right sneaker and shuffled it off before she took her skirt off.
In her bra and panties, Julia helped her standing on her good leg she took the dress and brought it over her head and let it drop around her and looked at herself in a full-length mirror on the
closet door.
The dress was a two-tone pink halter dress, with an asymmetrical double ruffle hem, with a keyhole neckline. It was beautiful on her. Her jet black hair fell about three inches over her shoulders and she loved the way she looked even with the cast. The pink cast matched the dress.
Julia was on her knees, looking for something in the closet when she backed out with a shoebox in her hands. Looking at Holly she said,
"Oh wow Holly, You look fantastic, a bit helpless with the long cast and yet so sensual. It would look even better without your bra and panties and here’s the shoes that go with the dress."
Holly grinned and then shrugged her shoulders and thought, what the hell, may as well. Hopping on 1 leg towards the bed, she pulled the dress over her head and reached behind her to unsnap her bra. She shrugged it off of her shoulders and noticed that Julia was staring at her breasts
"I’m sorry Holly, didn’t mean to stare, but it is the first time I see you like this, your beautiful."
Holly blushed a little and Julia started to roll the panties down her legs. Stepping out of then she now stood completely naked. Her pussy was bald; she had just shaved it this morning.
"Shit Holly, put that dress on will you!"
Holly giggled and brought the dress back over her head and as it fell over her body, she felt tingling all the way down her body. The material was silky like and when she fixed the neckline, she again went to the mirror.
Julia walked up behind her, holding her for balance and said, "Now that will make every guy in the place want to marry you."
Holly stared at herself and she saw her nipples had hardened and were really poking through. Her breasts were a 38B and stood out quite nicely.
Julia saw some wrinkles in the dress and reached around Holly and brushed the wrinkle from her stomach. She felt a slight twitch from Holly. With her hands on Holly’s body, she turned Holly around and said,
"Now look at that view."
Holly turned her head and saw how nice the dress hugged her and how her ass looked. Julia placed her hand on the small of Holly’s back and smoothed the material over her ass, again the twitch. With her hand on Holly’s ass, she looked at her face and said,
"Nice, so very nice."
Holly moved her head just a little forward and she kissed Julia’s lips and said, "Thank you, the dress is marvelous, but let me take it off before it gets all wrinkled."
Julia moved aside and her fingers went to her lips and she liked the kiss. She moved towards the bed as Holly pulled the dress off and folded it back in to the box.
After Holly got dressed, Julia drove her back home. As she got out of the car and reposition her crutches under her arms, Holly
thanked her for everything and she promised to take good care of the dress.
"I’m not worried about the dress, you just have a good time and you can tell me all about it later, okay?"
"Okay, I will, thanks again," as she dashed into the
house.
The next day, Holly went and got a manicure and a pedicure and had fought with herself about getting her hair done too. She decided to just wear it straight, because she looked better with her hair down, and then up on her head.
She was ready to go at 7PM. Sitting In her living room she was somewhat nervous as to how the evening will go, but she kept telling herself it was just a dining invitation, nothing more.
She checked herself in the mirror for a fifth time using only one crutches for balance and she really loved the dress.
"Julia is right, this is a knockout dress."
The doorbell rang and she answered it. Taking her crutches, she left the house, locked the door and was escorted to the long black limousine. The door was opened for her and she ducked her head and
went in with the help from the driver.
Sitting on the opposite side of the rear seat was…
Part 3 to come
"Let me get the dress I have in mind for you," as she moved things around and took out a white box from the floor of the closet. She took the box to her bed and set it down.
"This is it, I’m sure."
Holly opened the box and said, "Oh God, this is beautiful," as she brought it of out of the box and held it in front of her while using her crutches for balance. Even with most of the pain gone from her fractured leg, the cast was bent at a very sharp angle and she could not put any weight on it. The crutches were her best friend
"Try it on, see if it fits right."
"Okay but I will need your help!"
"My pleasure"
Sitting on the bed, Holly pulled her blouse over her head, and then Julia untied her right sneaker and shuffled it off before she took her skirt off.
In her bra and panties, Julia helped her standing on her good leg she took the dress and brought it over her head and let it drop around her and looked at herself in a full-length mirror on the
closet door.
The dress was a two-tone pink halter dress, with an asymmetrical double ruffle hem, with a keyhole neckline. It was beautiful on her. Her jet black hair fell about three inches over her shoulders and she loved the way she looked even with the cast. The pink cast matched the dress.
Julia was on her knees, looking for something in the closet when she backed out with a shoebox in her hands. Looking at Holly she said,
"Oh wow Holly, You look fantastic, a bit helpless with the long cast and yet so sensual. It would look even better without your bra and panties and here’s the shoes that go with the dress."
Holly grinned and then shrugged her shoulders and thought, what the hell, may as well. Hopping on 1 leg towards the bed, she pulled the dress over her head and reached behind her to unsnap her bra. She shrugged it off of her shoulders and noticed that Julia was staring at her breasts
"I’m sorry Holly, didn’t mean to stare, but it is the first time I see you like this, your beautiful."
Holly blushed a little and Julia started to roll the panties down her legs. Stepping out of then she now stood completely naked. Her pussy was bald; she had just shaved it this morning.
"Shit Holly, put that dress on will you!"
Holly giggled and brought the dress back over her head and as it fell over her body, she felt tingling all the way down her body. The material was silky like and when she fixed the neckline, she again went to the mirror.
Julia walked up behind her, holding her for balance and said, "Now that will make every guy in the place want to marry you."
Holly stared at herself and she saw her nipples had hardened and were really poking through. Her breasts were a 38B and stood out quite nicely.
Julia saw some wrinkles in the dress and reached around Holly and brushed the wrinkle from her stomach. She felt a slight twitch from Holly. With her hands on Holly’s body, she turned Holly around and said,
"Now look at that view."
Holly turned her head and saw how nice the dress hugged her and how her ass looked. Julia placed her hand on the small of Holly’s back and smoothed the material over her ass, again the twitch. With her hand on Holly’s ass, she looked at her face and said,
"Nice, so very nice."
Holly moved her head just a little forward and she kissed Julia’s lips and said, "Thank you, the dress is marvelous, but let me take it off before it gets all wrinkled."
Julia moved aside and her fingers went to her lips and she liked the kiss. She moved towards the bed as Holly pulled the dress off and folded it back in to the box.
After Holly got dressed, Julia drove her back home. As she got out of the car and reposition her crutches under her arms, Holly
thanked her for everything and she promised to take good care of the dress.
"I’m not worried about the dress, you just have a good time and you can tell me all about it later, okay?"
"Okay, I will, thanks again," as she dashed into the
house.
The next day, Holly went and got a manicure and a pedicure and had fought with herself about getting her hair done too. She decided to just wear it straight, because she looked better with her hair down, and then up on her head.
She was ready to go at 7PM. Sitting In her living room she was somewhat nervous as to how the evening will go, but she kept telling herself it was just a dining invitation, nothing more.
She checked herself in the mirror for a fifth time using only one crutches for balance and she really loved the dress.
"Julia is right, this is a knockout dress."
The doorbell rang and she answered it. Taking her crutches, she left the house, locked the door and was escorted to the long black limousine. The door was opened for her and she ducked her head and
went in with the help from the driver.
Sitting on the opposite side of the rear seat was…
Part 3 to come
Monday, August 6, 2007
The Offer p1
The offer Part 1
Holly grabbed her crutches and walked out of the house to her mailbox at the end of her driveway. That was becoming the highlight of her day since breaking her leg horseback ridding. She was so bored
Her left leg was a pink cast from toes to thigh. Non weight bearing cast so it was crutches full time.
Pulling out the mail, she saw a fancy envelope. Her name and address was embossed into the envelope. Turning the envelope over there was a circle with and "M" in the center, also embossed into the flap.
Thinking to herself, "What the heck is this?"
She slowly crutch back into the house and sat at the table in
the kitchen. Resting her broken leg in the cast on the chair. She opened the mail, saving the fancy one for last. The phone bill, an electric bill, and a couple of advertisements.
Holly wrote out checks to cover the bills and noticed she was down to just under a hundred dollars for the rest of the month and there was still ten days left.
Her work insurance was good but not enough to cover all the bills since she couldn’t be an hostess while on crutches
Using her letter opener, she opened the fancy envelope and pulled out a card. The front of the card had the embossed circled "M" on it, nothing else. Opening it read;
Mr. Roger T. Madison has requested the pleasure
of your company for an evening of fine dining at
Citronelle in Washinghton DC. A limousine will arrive at 7:30PM, Friday the 10th of August, at your residence.
Respectfully,
R.T. Madison
Holly dropped the invitation to the tabletop. Who is this Roger Madison? He seems to know me, but I can’t place the name. Whoever he is, he’s pretty sure I’ll be going with the limo when it arrives.
She got her phone and dialled her best friend, Christine. The phone rang and rang. "Answer Christine, please!"
"Hello."
"Christine, its Holly, you will not believe what I got in the
mail today."
"What! What did you get?"
"An invitation to dine at Citronelle, tomorrow evening."
"Oh Holly, that place is so hard to get into and so expensive, how did you swing that?"
"Actually, I have no idea."
"What?"
"Some guy, a Roger Madison, sent the invitation and he’s having a limo pick me up too."
"Who’s that, no wait Madison from the famous Washington DC Madison family?"
"Christine, I have no freaking idea at all who it is. My mouth dropped when I opened it, almost felt off my crutches when I saw the envelope and I’ve tried to think who he was and cannot figure it out."
"Are you going to go?"
"What, miss a chance to eat at Citronelle, no way! Oh
shit Christine!"
"What now?"
"What am I going to wear? I don’t have any fancy
clothes for a place like that."
"You have a closet full of nice clothes girl, just look through it and you’ll find something that you can wear with your long cast. You call me on Saturday and let me know how everything went, okay?
"Yes Christine, you know I will, bye for now."
"Bye Holly."
Hanging up the phone, she picked up the invitation again and stared at it. Who the hell are you?
After sliding her cast off the chair, she grabbed her crutches and got up and walked into her bedroom, opening the closet she just looked at what was there. Moving things aside, one by one she looked at the clothes and picked out something and put it on the bed, then back to look again.
She had taken out five different dresses, all five lay out on the bed. Staring at them she could not make up her mind. They were nice clothes, but not up to Citonelle standards.
The phone rang, so she picked it up and said hello.
"Hi Holly!"
"Hi Julia, what’s up?"
"Want to go out for lunch today, nothing much just a light lunch? I’m sure you could use “break” sorry just kidding"
"Sure, pick me up at noon, okay?"
"Okay, see you then."
The phone went dead and she hung it up. Holly spent the rest of the morning keeping herself busy. Just before noon, she heard
a car honk its horn outside. Grabbing her crutches, she headed out the door.
With Julia’s help she sat in the car while Julia put the crutches in the back seat, she strapped herself in and off they went.
Julia was all smiles and appeared to be in a happy mood. "So, why so happy girlfriend?"
"Oh, I don’t know, just don’t feel like a gloomy-gus today, so the alternative is to be happy. How’s the leg?"
Holly laughed at her and said, "You’re crazy woman, you know that don’t you? My leg is fine thanks"
"Good now its just time, in 2 months you will be walking like new."
Holly took in Julia’s looks, she was pretty. Her hair, and features were beautiful and all wrapped in a size six too. Today
she was wearing a powder blue pull over shirt and dungaree shorts and sandals.
Holly told her about the date tomorrow evening and how she was fretting about what to wear, as they were eating their lunch.
Julia just listened and was smiling through it all.
"I have the perfect dress for you if you want to come to the house and try it on. With a nice long slit to show off your sexy cast love, she said.
"Do you really think it’s sexy? I’d love to look at it, I’m not happy with what I have at home."
"Yes and Mr Madison will also, sexy tall woman on crutches drives men nuts"
They continued the small talk during lunch. Julia loved to rub Holly’s pink cast and deep inside wished she was the one in the cast using crutches.
Then they headed to Julia’s. At the house, they went to the bedroom and when Julia opened her large closet, Holly gasped.
"Dam girlfriend, it’s almost like another room."
Part 2 to come
Holly grabbed her crutches and walked out of the house to her mailbox at the end of her driveway. That was becoming the highlight of her day since breaking her leg horseback ridding. She was so bored
Her left leg was a pink cast from toes to thigh. Non weight bearing cast so it was crutches full time.
Pulling out the mail, she saw a fancy envelope. Her name and address was embossed into the envelope. Turning the envelope over there was a circle with and "M" in the center, also embossed into the flap.
Thinking to herself, "What the heck is this?"
She slowly crutch back into the house and sat at the table in
the kitchen. Resting her broken leg in the cast on the chair. She opened the mail, saving the fancy one for last. The phone bill, an electric bill, and a couple of advertisements.
Holly wrote out checks to cover the bills and noticed she was down to just under a hundred dollars for the rest of the month and there was still ten days left.
Her work insurance was good but not enough to cover all the bills since she couldn’t be an hostess while on crutches
Using her letter opener, she opened the fancy envelope and pulled out a card. The front of the card had the embossed circled "M" on it, nothing else. Opening it read;
Mr. Roger T. Madison has requested the pleasure
of your company for an evening of fine dining at
Citronelle in Washinghton DC. A limousine will arrive at 7:30PM, Friday the 10th of August, at your residence.
Respectfully,
R.T. Madison
Holly dropped the invitation to the tabletop. Who is this Roger Madison? He seems to know me, but I can’t place the name. Whoever he is, he’s pretty sure I’ll be going with the limo when it arrives.
She got her phone and dialled her best friend, Christine. The phone rang and rang. "Answer Christine, please!"
"Hello."
"Christine, its Holly, you will not believe what I got in the
mail today."
"What! What did you get?"
"An invitation to dine at Citronelle, tomorrow evening."
"Oh Holly, that place is so hard to get into and so expensive, how did you swing that?"
"Actually, I have no idea."
"What?"
"Some guy, a Roger Madison, sent the invitation and he’s having a limo pick me up too."
"Who’s that, no wait Madison from the famous Washington DC Madison family?"
"Christine, I have no freaking idea at all who it is. My mouth dropped when I opened it, almost felt off my crutches when I saw the envelope and I’ve tried to think who he was and cannot figure it out."
"Are you going to go?"
"What, miss a chance to eat at Citronelle, no way! Oh
shit Christine!"
"What now?"
"What am I going to wear? I don’t have any fancy
clothes for a place like that."
"You have a closet full of nice clothes girl, just look through it and you’ll find something that you can wear with your long cast. You call me on Saturday and let me know how everything went, okay?
"Yes Christine, you know I will, bye for now."
"Bye Holly."
Hanging up the phone, she picked up the invitation again and stared at it. Who the hell are you?
After sliding her cast off the chair, she grabbed her crutches and got up and walked into her bedroom, opening the closet she just looked at what was there. Moving things aside, one by one she looked at the clothes and picked out something and put it on the bed, then back to look again.
She had taken out five different dresses, all five lay out on the bed. Staring at them she could not make up her mind. They were nice clothes, but not up to Citonelle standards.
The phone rang, so she picked it up and said hello.
"Hi Holly!"
"Hi Julia, what’s up?"
"Want to go out for lunch today, nothing much just a light lunch? I’m sure you could use “break” sorry just kidding"
"Sure, pick me up at noon, okay?"
"Okay, see you then."
The phone went dead and she hung it up. Holly spent the rest of the morning keeping herself busy. Just before noon, she heard
a car honk its horn outside. Grabbing her crutches, she headed out the door.
With Julia’s help she sat in the car while Julia put the crutches in the back seat, she strapped herself in and off they went.
Julia was all smiles and appeared to be in a happy mood. "So, why so happy girlfriend?"
"Oh, I don’t know, just don’t feel like a gloomy-gus today, so the alternative is to be happy. How’s the leg?"
Holly laughed at her and said, "You’re crazy woman, you know that don’t you? My leg is fine thanks"
"Good now its just time, in 2 months you will be walking like new."
Holly took in Julia’s looks, she was pretty. Her hair, and features were beautiful and all wrapped in a size six too. Today
she was wearing a powder blue pull over shirt and dungaree shorts and sandals.
Holly told her about the date tomorrow evening and how she was fretting about what to wear, as they were eating their lunch.
Julia just listened and was smiling through it all.
"I have the perfect dress for you if you want to come to the house and try it on. With a nice long slit to show off your sexy cast love, she said.
"Do you really think it’s sexy? I’d love to look at it, I’m not happy with what I have at home."
"Yes and Mr Madison will also, sexy tall woman on crutches drives men nuts"
They continued the small talk during lunch. Julia loved to rub Holly’s pink cast and deep inside wished she was the one in the cast using crutches.
Then they headed to Julia’s. At the house, they went to the bedroom and when Julia opened her large closet, Holly gasped.
"Dam girlfriend, it’s almost like another room."
Part 2 to come
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Perfect World Conclusion
Part 5
A lovely nurse pushed a special wheelchair in Sydney’s room with 2 other male nurse.
"Hello Sydney, I see that we have released your leg from the traction device this morning. It’s time for X-rays and your new fashion feature the lovely cast" she said.
She began to but right away the male nurse stopped her.
"Be careful mam, your leg is really unprotected right now without the traction or the cast"
After x-rays, they wheeled her to the cast room and with helps tey rested Sydney on the casting table.
The nice nurse carefully slid a white stokinet padding all over her leg that extended past her toes to the top of her thigh.
"Have you been in a cast before?"
"Ehhh, I think I have" Sydney said looking at the crutches in the corner of the room, trying to remember.
"I’m sorry dear what a stupid question"
"No it’s not, I need to get my memory back. So strange that the accident, the lost of memory scared me but the traction and the ideas of possibly spending a year on crutches in various casts is not bothering me at all "
"You are not the first to enjoy it, even be excited by it" The nurse said
"Enjoy it..sexually you mean?" Sydney said when the doctor waked in the room so she had to stop asking.
"Well Sydney lets get that sexy leg of your casted so that you can continue your life"
Sydney saw he doctor take a roll of plaster from a bucket.
"Are you still using plaster? I was under the impression that it was replace by fiberglass?"
"Well actually we don’t anymore but your husband asked us for a large favor to use plaster and since he is an IMPORTANT member of the board I try to please"
"Ok" Sydney said wondering more and more about that husband of hers. Did he feel like she is about her broken leg?
After wrapping her lower leg and foot he warned her that she would feel heat from the process and not to worry about it.
She was feeling heat all right but not only on her leg, her pussy was dripping. Why was she feeling like she was, so dam horny right now.
He kept wrapping her leg up and down making the cast and her leg look so smooth. Keeping all her sexy shapes from her cute toes, strong calve and firm thigh.
"I’m done Sydney. Once it’s dry we will get you crutches and get you home" She said.
With the help of the nurse Sydney managed to get up on her good leg, keeping her cast off the ground she hopped back in her wheelchair. The nurse position the long cast on the footrest of the wheelchair.
Once in the room where all the crutches were, Sydney realized for the first time to getting up with a full leg cast wasn’t easy. Once up with the help of the nurse
"Can you try these crutches please."
After putting the crutches under her armpits, for 10 seconds she was sent back in the past and she felt sexually arouse while squeezing tight her crutches. Like she had sex in the past standing on crutches, maybe not even sex but love making.
"Are you ok Sydney? Do you want to sit." The nice nurse said afraid that Sydney was in more pain
"No no I’m fine but thanks" Sydney took a few steps on the crutches and even with the pain that was showing in her face she was already an expert on her crutches.
"Good god. You're ready for a race on these sticks" said the nurse.
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Mario and Sydney arrived at the house later on with apprehension. After helping her out of the car, he gave Sydney her crutches. Mario was nervous and hoped he wouldn't say something that may help her remember that night, even though she was so hot in that cast.
Sydney crutched slowly into the vast foyer of the massive two story house. She didn't know what to think. The place looked like somebody else lived there. She was almost afraid to touch anything.
"I'll take you up to our…your room," he said.
They headed for the stairs and went up slowly on her crutches, careful not to hit her cast. She followed Mario to the bedroom.
I will go and start on dinner."
Mario went downstairs and Sydney entered further into the room.
She took a deep breath as she took a seat on the bed with her broken leg resting on a chair. She touched the down feather comforter. The drapes had been shut and the room was growing dark by the setting sun.
It had been about an hour later when he heard Sydney clearing her throat. She stood before him on her crutches with her long cast ahead of her with silk pajamas and her hair in a big fluffy towel.
"Sorry about everything," Mario said.
"Don't worry about it. It's not your fault," Sydney said. Mario gave her a sad look. She'd probably think differently if she knew what led up to her accident, he thought to himself.
"I'm hungry. What do ya got to eat?" she asked.
"I've got lasagna in the oven," Mario said as he led her into the kitchen. He had set out two place settings on the kitchen island.
"Let me help you sit down and I'll get the food. What would you like to drink?"
"I don't know. Do you have Sprite?" she asked leaning on him for support while he took the crutches way.
"Sorry, we don't drink sodas," he answered and then stopping himself when he realized that she asked for a soda. He couldn't remember the last time she ever drank a soda.
"Juice?" she asked trying again.
"Okay. We have orange, apple or cranberry."
"Cranberry is fine. Thanks."
They had there dinner in the family room while they watched television.
Mario looked at Sydney long and heavy plaster cast resting on the coffee table and loved her vulnerability. He looked away so that she would not see how happy he was.
"I'm going to bed," said Sydney as she took the stairs up to her bedroom.
Mario turned off the light and closed up.
"Well here we go...A new beginning," he said to himself as he walked up the stairs.
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Sydney woke up to the sounds of birds chirping outside her window. It was a much welcomed alarm clock than the tirade of nurses coming in every hour to check on her vitals. It was so good to sleep throughout the night.
Sydney got up on her good leg and stretched. Her crutches were right there. She crutched into the bathroom to use the toilet and decided to go ahead and brush her teeth and wash the sleep out of her face. When she was finished she walked back into the large bedroom and wandered what she was going to wear.
Mario walked into the house with the aroma of herbs and spices in the air and Sydney was hopping around in front of the stove stirring something in a pot using one crutch for support. She had on a pair of tight jeans that fell right at her hips but with a long slit on the side for her cast and a T-shirt.
He liked her new look and thought she looked adorable without any shoe on her good foot and the end of the cast showing at the bottom of her jeans. Her hair was curly and up in a ponytail.
"What's going on? Are you sure you are ready for that" he asked
"Hello...dear, sure I am?" Sydney said giggling.
"You never cooked before" he said apprehensively as he walked up to her by the stove and looked at her broken leg floating inches from the floor. She was cooking pasta in a pot of boiling water.
Mario was looking at Sydney, she looked happy and in good spirits. It was going to take some getting used to.
"Are you hungry?" she asked him.
"Yes I am. Do you need any help?"
"Yes please. I don't think I can get the plates on my crutches."
"So how was your day?" Sydney asked him.
"Uh, fine. Busy. But I was able to get a lot done," he answered her.
"Are you okay?" Sydney asked him. He had a far off look on his face and she wanted to know where his mind wandered off to.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just wandering how you are? I don't mean to ask, but has anything come back to you?"
"Nope, sorry," she answered him as she continued eating her dinner.
"Alright," he said. He was relieved.
"I have a question for you," Sydney said out of the blue after watching the news for awhile.
"Shoot."
"Why do we have separate bedroom?" she looked at him with innocence in her eyes.
"Well, I just assumed that you would feel a bit more comfortable sleeping in your own room since you don't remember me. You know, so you can have your own space,".
"I wanted to give you time Sydney. The lost of memory and your broken leg. I didn't want to seem overzealous, pushing myself on you," Mario said runny his fingers through his hair.
"How do I know that you care about me? Do you want me?"
"Yes," he said without hesitation. You are so fukin sexy on our crutches love. Mario looked down at the floor avoiding eyes contact.
"Then...will you kiss me?" she asked.
Mario stood in front of Sydney. He placed his hands on her slender shoulders to bring her closer to him, looking into her eyes. He bent down and kissed Sydney on the lips. He was gentle with Sydney, not wanting to scare her, but he could hardly contain his growing need for her. He moved his hands to her waist and encircled her within his embrace.
She felt so good in his arms again that she let go of her crutches.Sydney kissed him back tentatively at first and then the kiss turned more passionate using him for support, keeping her broken leg off the floor. Her arms found their way around his neck. She allowed his tongue to enter her waiting mouth.
Mario moved his hands down to her bottom and pulled her close to his pressing arousal. He moaned as he felt the contact between him and Sydney. His growing erection against her abdomen; her breast pressed against his hard chest.Sydney was overwhelmed with all his masculine stimulation. His kiss became more feverish with need, a need that she was not ready to fulfill. Sydney realized that the kiss was too much for her and pulled away from his grasp.
"I'm sorry, I got carried away," he said breathlessly
."That's okay. I thought I was ready, but I guess I'm not," Sydney said as she backed away from him hopping on her good leg.
"I understand. I...uh...better go. Good night Sydney," said Mario as he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed.
"Oh Mario… I couldn’t wait for this."Sydney writhed beneath him in their bed as he kissed his way down her torso. He left a trail of kisses and love bites all the way down to her center. The smell of her arousal got stronger as he got closer. His mouth watered in anticipation to devour her essence.
"Please Mario, stop teasing me," Sydney pleaded.
"I intend to take my time on your delectable broken body," he said, his voice deep and alluring.
Her smooth skin was calling to him. Mario wanted to taste every inch of her and burn the sensations into his memory. He finally arrived at her glistening entrance and put her cast on his shoulder, her legs wide to obtain his feast. Mario held onto her thighs as he blew his breath on her wet pussy. She moaned in pleasure as the warm contact trickled her clit.
"What do you want, baby? Tell me what you want me to do?"
"Oh Mario...eat me. I want you to eat me," she said breathlessly.Mario began by kissing the moist lips of her pussy. He could hear her moans as he licked her up and down, lapping up her sweet nectar. He was a starving man and he could feed his sexual hunger only by Sydney. He pushed his tongue as deep as he could between her swollen lips.
All he wanted to do was get lost in her soft folds, her tantalizing aroma and sweetness. She gasp for breath and entwined her fingers into his thick hair.
"Aahhh Mario, pleeeaassee, tell me how sexy I look in this cast. How turned on you are to have a wife on crutches for such LONG TIME" she begged.
"OMG yes you are Sydney. I’ve wanted to … you know " he said holding on to the plaster. He loved the feel of it.Mario knew he was driving her crazy. His need for her was going to the extreme. A stream of pre-cum flowed out of his cock. He was hard as a rock and wanted to drive right into her. He needed to bury his cock deep inside of her, but first he wanted to push her over the edge.
"I want...I want to cum, Mario. Oh God. Now, fuck me Mario like you did that whore the night I walked in on you and her in our bed" she pleaded.
"Oh god you remember"
He licked his way to her clit and consumed her sensitive button. She groaned in bliss as he sucked and sucked on her engorged clit. She moved her hips to place her pussy closer to his mouth, but he placed his large hands on her hips to keep her in place.He placed a finger in her wet pussy and moved it in and out, as he continued to suck on her clit. He was going to make his poor baby come if it was the last thing he did.
Mario put another finger and moved both of his fingers around her tight pussy imagining how good she would feel when he entered her.Mario moved his fingers faster and faster; then sucked her clit harder and harder. She shook beneath him, as she was enthralled in her release. Her orgasm overpowered her sensibilities. He kept sucking and would not let go.When her orgasm subsided, Mario looked up at his helpless wife and gave her a smile as she opened her eyes.
"I'm not done with you yet," he said to her as he crawled out of bed.Sydney spread her legs for him and waited.
He rubbed his hard cock against her sex and positioned his cock to finally make love to her.
"Oh Sydney I’m so sorry, how can I make it up to you"
There she lay naked, wearing only her cast on her leg, her breast looking so desirable…
"You can’t make it up , you cheated on me, now… Just fuck your broken lover"
The end
A lovely nurse pushed a special wheelchair in Sydney’s room with 2 other male nurse.
"Hello Sydney, I see that we have released your leg from the traction device this morning. It’s time for X-rays and your new fashion feature the lovely cast" she said.
She began to but right away the male nurse stopped her.
"Be careful mam, your leg is really unprotected right now without the traction or the cast"
After x-rays, they wheeled her to the cast room and with helps tey rested Sydney on the casting table.
The nice nurse carefully slid a white stokinet padding all over her leg that extended past her toes to the top of her thigh.
"Have you been in a cast before?"
"Ehhh, I think I have" Sydney said looking at the crutches in the corner of the room, trying to remember.
"I’m sorry dear what a stupid question"
"No it’s not, I need to get my memory back. So strange that the accident, the lost of memory scared me but the traction and the ideas of possibly spending a year on crutches in various casts is not bothering me at all "
"You are not the first to enjoy it, even be excited by it" The nurse said
"Enjoy it..sexually you mean?" Sydney said when the doctor waked in the room so she had to stop asking.
"Well Sydney lets get that sexy leg of your casted so that you can continue your life"
Sydney saw he doctor take a roll of plaster from a bucket.
"Are you still using plaster? I was under the impression that it was replace by fiberglass?"
"Well actually we don’t anymore but your husband asked us for a large favor to use plaster and since he is an IMPORTANT member of the board I try to please"
"Ok" Sydney said wondering more and more about that husband of hers. Did he feel like she is about her broken leg?
After wrapping her lower leg and foot he warned her that she would feel heat from the process and not to worry about it.
She was feeling heat all right but not only on her leg, her pussy was dripping. Why was she feeling like she was, so dam horny right now.
He kept wrapping her leg up and down making the cast and her leg look so smooth. Keeping all her sexy shapes from her cute toes, strong calve and firm thigh.
"I’m done Sydney. Once it’s dry we will get you crutches and get you home" She said.
With the help of the nurse Sydney managed to get up on her good leg, keeping her cast off the ground she hopped back in her wheelchair. The nurse position the long cast on the footrest of the wheelchair.
Once in the room where all the crutches were, Sydney realized for the first time to getting up with a full leg cast wasn’t easy. Once up with the help of the nurse
"Can you try these crutches please."
After putting the crutches under her armpits, for 10 seconds she was sent back in the past and she felt sexually arouse while squeezing tight her crutches. Like she had sex in the past standing on crutches, maybe not even sex but love making.
"Are you ok Sydney? Do you want to sit." The nice nurse said afraid that Sydney was in more pain
"No no I’m fine but thanks" Sydney took a few steps on the crutches and even with the pain that was showing in her face she was already an expert on her crutches.
"Good god. You're ready for a race on these sticks" said the nurse.
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Mario and Sydney arrived at the house later on with apprehension. After helping her out of the car, he gave Sydney her crutches. Mario was nervous and hoped he wouldn't say something that may help her remember that night, even though she was so hot in that cast.
Sydney crutched slowly into the vast foyer of the massive two story house. She didn't know what to think. The place looked like somebody else lived there. She was almost afraid to touch anything.
"I'll take you up to our…your room," he said.
They headed for the stairs and went up slowly on her crutches, careful not to hit her cast. She followed Mario to the bedroom.
I will go and start on dinner."
Mario went downstairs and Sydney entered further into the room.
She took a deep breath as she took a seat on the bed with her broken leg resting on a chair. She touched the down feather comforter. The drapes had been shut and the room was growing dark by the setting sun.
It had been about an hour later when he heard Sydney clearing her throat. She stood before him on her crutches with her long cast ahead of her with silk pajamas and her hair in a big fluffy towel.
"Sorry about everything," Mario said.
"Don't worry about it. It's not your fault," Sydney said. Mario gave her a sad look. She'd probably think differently if she knew what led up to her accident, he thought to himself.
"I'm hungry. What do ya got to eat?" she asked.
"I've got lasagna in the oven," Mario said as he led her into the kitchen. He had set out two place settings on the kitchen island.
"Let me help you sit down and I'll get the food. What would you like to drink?"
"I don't know. Do you have Sprite?" she asked leaning on him for support while he took the crutches way.
"Sorry, we don't drink sodas," he answered and then stopping himself when he realized that she asked for a soda. He couldn't remember the last time she ever drank a soda.
"Juice?" she asked trying again.
"Okay. We have orange, apple or cranberry."
"Cranberry is fine. Thanks."
They had there dinner in the family room while they watched television.
Mario looked at Sydney long and heavy plaster cast resting on the coffee table and loved her vulnerability. He looked away so that she would not see how happy he was.
"I'm going to bed," said Sydney as she took the stairs up to her bedroom.
Mario turned off the light and closed up.
"Well here we go...A new beginning," he said to himself as he walked up the stairs.
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Sydney woke up to the sounds of birds chirping outside her window. It was a much welcomed alarm clock than the tirade of nurses coming in every hour to check on her vitals. It was so good to sleep throughout the night.
Sydney got up on her good leg and stretched. Her crutches were right there. She crutched into the bathroom to use the toilet and decided to go ahead and brush her teeth and wash the sleep out of her face. When she was finished she walked back into the large bedroom and wandered what she was going to wear.
Mario walked into the house with the aroma of herbs and spices in the air and Sydney was hopping around in front of the stove stirring something in a pot using one crutch for support. She had on a pair of tight jeans that fell right at her hips but with a long slit on the side for her cast and a T-shirt.
He liked her new look and thought she looked adorable without any shoe on her good foot and the end of the cast showing at the bottom of her jeans. Her hair was curly and up in a ponytail.
"What's going on? Are you sure you are ready for that" he asked
"Hello...dear, sure I am?" Sydney said giggling.
"You never cooked before" he said apprehensively as he walked up to her by the stove and looked at her broken leg floating inches from the floor. She was cooking pasta in a pot of boiling water.
Mario was looking at Sydney, she looked happy and in good spirits. It was going to take some getting used to.
"Are you hungry?" she asked him.
"Yes I am. Do you need any help?"
"Yes please. I don't think I can get the plates on my crutches."
"So how was your day?" Sydney asked him.
"Uh, fine. Busy. But I was able to get a lot done," he answered her.
"Are you okay?" Sydney asked him. He had a far off look on his face and she wanted to know where his mind wandered off to.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just wandering how you are? I don't mean to ask, but has anything come back to you?"
"Nope, sorry," she answered him as she continued eating her dinner.
"Alright," he said. He was relieved.
"I have a question for you," Sydney said out of the blue after watching the news for awhile.
"Shoot."
"Why do we have separate bedroom?" she looked at him with innocence in her eyes.
"Well, I just assumed that you would feel a bit more comfortable sleeping in your own room since you don't remember me. You know, so you can have your own space,".
"I wanted to give you time Sydney. The lost of memory and your broken leg. I didn't want to seem overzealous, pushing myself on you," Mario said runny his fingers through his hair.
"How do I know that you care about me? Do you want me?"
"Yes," he said without hesitation. You are so fukin sexy on our crutches love. Mario looked down at the floor avoiding eyes contact.
"Then...will you kiss me?" she asked.
Mario stood in front of Sydney. He placed his hands on her slender shoulders to bring her closer to him, looking into her eyes. He bent down and kissed Sydney on the lips. He was gentle with Sydney, not wanting to scare her, but he could hardly contain his growing need for her. He moved his hands to her waist and encircled her within his embrace.
She felt so good in his arms again that she let go of her crutches.Sydney kissed him back tentatively at first and then the kiss turned more passionate using him for support, keeping her broken leg off the floor. Her arms found their way around his neck. She allowed his tongue to enter her waiting mouth.
Mario moved his hands down to her bottom and pulled her close to his pressing arousal. He moaned as he felt the contact between him and Sydney. His growing erection against her abdomen; her breast pressed against his hard chest.Sydney was overwhelmed with all his masculine stimulation. His kiss became more feverish with need, a need that she was not ready to fulfill. Sydney realized that the kiss was too much for her and pulled away from his grasp.
"I'm sorry, I got carried away," he said breathlessly
."That's okay. I thought I was ready, but I guess I'm not," Sydney said as she backed away from him hopping on her good leg.
"I understand. I...uh...better go. Good night Sydney," said Mario as he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed.
"Oh Mario… I couldn’t wait for this."Sydney writhed beneath him in their bed as he kissed his way down her torso. He left a trail of kisses and love bites all the way down to her center. The smell of her arousal got stronger as he got closer. His mouth watered in anticipation to devour her essence.
"Please Mario, stop teasing me," Sydney pleaded.
"I intend to take my time on your delectable broken body," he said, his voice deep and alluring.
Her smooth skin was calling to him. Mario wanted to taste every inch of her and burn the sensations into his memory. He finally arrived at her glistening entrance and put her cast on his shoulder, her legs wide to obtain his feast. Mario held onto her thighs as he blew his breath on her wet pussy. She moaned in pleasure as the warm contact trickled her clit.
"What do you want, baby? Tell me what you want me to do?"
"Oh Mario...eat me. I want you to eat me," she said breathlessly.Mario began by kissing the moist lips of her pussy. He could hear her moans as he licked her up and down, lapping up her sweet nectar. He was a starving man and he could feed his sexual hunger only by Sydney. He pushed his tongue as deep as he could between her swollen lips.
All he wanted to do was get lost in her soft folds, her tantalizing aroma and sweetness. She gasp for breath and entwined her fingers into his thick hair.
"Aahhh Mario, pleeeaassee, tell me how sexy I look in this cast. How turned on you are to have a wife on crutches for such LONG TIME" she begged.
"OMG yes you are Sydney. I’ve wanted to … you know " he said holding on to the plaster. He loved the feel of it.Mario knew he was driving her crazy. His need for her was going to the extreme. A stream of pre-cum flowed out of his cock. He was hard as a rock and wanted to drive right into her. He needed to bury his cock deep inside of her, but first he wanted to push her over the edge.
"I want...I want to cum, Mario. Oh God. Now, fuck me Mario like you did that whore the night I walked in on you and her in our bed" she pleaded.
"Oh god you remember"
He licked his way to her clit and consumed her sensitive button. She groaned in bliss as he sucked and sucked on her engorged clit. She moved her hips to place her pussy closer to his mouth, but he placed his large hands on her hips to keep her in place.He placed a finger in her wet pussy and moved it in and out, as he continued to suck on her clit. He was going to make his poor baby come if it was the last thing he did.
Mario put another finger and moved both of his fingers around her tight pussy imagining how good she would feel when he entered her.Mario moved his fingers faster and faster; then sucked her clit harder and harder. She shook beneath him, as she was enthralled in her release. Her orgasm overpowered her sensibilities. He kept sucking and would not let go.When her orgasm subsided, Mario looked up at his helpless wife and gave her a smile as she opened her eyes.
"I'm not done with you yet," he said to her as he crawled out of bed.Sydney spread her legs for him and waited.
He rubbed his hard cock against her sex and positioned his cock to finally make love to her.
"Oh Sydney I’m so sorry, how can I make it up to you"
There she lay naked, wearing only her cast on her leg, her breast looking so desirable…
"You can’t make it up , you cheated on me, now… Just fuck your broken lover"
The end
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Perfect World p4
Part 4
The doctor had explained everything to her, but she was still confused. Why was this happening to her? 'Why me?' This was not fair. The broken leg didn’t seem to bother her that much but why? Her leg was never going to be the same again and it didn’t bother her at all She needed answers.
The doctor came in with a man that Sydney did not know. She didn't think that he was a doctor or a nurse since he was dressed in a business suit.
She thought that he was handsome but he had a solemn expression on his face as if he was nervous. Maybe he's the psychologist the doctor had recommended earlier. She's going to need all the help she can get. But for some reason she felt that she should know him. He seemed familiar to him, like his name was on the tip of her tongue.
"Hello Sydney, how are you doing?" asked Dr. Russell.
"So, who is your friend Dr. Russell," she said looking at Mario.
"He's not another doctor is he?
"No Sydney"
Mario came closer to Sydney's bed and couldn't keep his eyes off of her leg, if only she knew how much he wanted to help her, to touch her poor broken leg. How sexy will she look in a full long cast
After coming to the hospital everyday it was good to finally see that she was getting better.
"Hello, my name is Mario Marielli. You probably have no idea who I am, do you?"
"Sorry," she smiled at him. "I have no clue."
"Sydney, I'm your husband."
"Say what?" she said in disbelief. "I’m married?"
"Really."
"WOW, how long have we been married?"
"For about 5 years. But we've known each other for almost 9years."
"Okay," she said nodding her head still not believing this handsome white man.
"Sydney," said Dr. Russell, "you're going to be able to go home soon and you will be going home with your husband, Mario."
"Home. Wherever that is? Is that okay with you, Mario?" she asked seeing the nervous expression on his face when she moved and moan when pain shot through the broken leg.
"Wherever you feel comfortable Sydney. You are more than welcome to come home with me, it's our home," he said as he looked at the pulley and weight keeping her leg align. He wondered if she remembered that he was going to apply a cast on her leg that night. The night he caused her accident
"Well, then that's final. Sydney, I will release you in your husband's care when your leg is ready to be casted. Is that a good time for you?"
"Yes, that's fine," answered Mario.
"Okay. Well, Sydney, you are in for a new adventure. I will check on you tomorrow Sydney."
The doctor left the room to leave the couple alone together. They looked at each other for awhile in silence. Mario looked into her eyes to see if there was any familiarity in them. She stared blankly into his eyes wondering what it is that she was supposed to do or say.
He came closer to her bed and brushed some of her hair out of her face with his hand. It was all matted and tangled, a look highly unusual of Sydney. She moved back a little but let him touch her. He ran the back of his fingers over her cheek.
At this point she felt love for the man standing before her. He looked so sad and tired and didn't know what to say. She wanted to help him, but she didn't know how. After drinking the water she said.
"You know Mario, a glass of water can only satisfy part of my thirst." she continued with a smile
"B..b...Will you still find me attractive like this looking at her leg?"
"Oh god honey, I’m so sorry!" he whispered "I love you so much....you are the most beautiful woman in the world. You are my world, you're beautiful, radiant, stunning and sexy in that traction device."
Mario looked into her eyes. There was something there...something that he hadn't seen since the accident....a spark... a hunger! He smiled at her.
"Then prove it. Touch me, Kiss me...Kiss me properly!" she demanded.Mario was unprepared for this turn of events. Before the accident they had both been a very sexual couple; experimenting in many different ways to make each other happy. He had seen this look in her eyes before. There was no doubt; she was feeling horny!
He lowered his head towards his wife and gently kissed her lips. Although his own body reminded him that seeing her looking so dependent so much in need of all the pulleys and weights , he was fully prepared to go slowly here, to let Sydney become acclimatised to her new situation.
He gently let his tongue flick sensuously over her lips, softly dragging her lower lip between his teeth. Sydney's response was not as he had predicted. He had expected a slow awakening but instead she had opened her mouth and entwined her tongue with his own, greedily sucking it in to her mouth.
As they embraced passionately, Mario felt his wife shrug her body. He briefly looked down to find that the blanket had slipped off, exposing her hospital gown. Her covered breasts seemed to heave and swell as she arched her back.
"Wow honey!" he breathed. "If you want this to go further, maybe I should lock the door?"
"Damn right, I want it to go further! Just lock it quickly!"As Mario strode the few short paces and turned the key securing their privacy, he had to make a little adjustment in his jeans.
The door locked, Mario quickly returned to his wife's bedside. He gently and slowly moved his hand down towards Sydney's broken leg, pulling the blanket further away as he did. He let his thumb flick lightly down her lower leg to her pinned ankle.
Sydney visibly tensed as she felt the familiar feel pain but mixed with incredible pleasure… moaned deeply.
"Mmmmmmm ooooo honey....that feels so good. Do you like my broken leg?"
Mario couldn't take his eyes off the semi naked woman in front of him. The swell of her breasts was almost intoxicating. While licking her breast and he rubbed her upper leg.
"Ohhh yes..." moaned Sydney. "Touch me, don't be scared you wont break me… again, I really need to feel your touch on my breasts and leg and toes.
"Mario placed his hand on Sydney's broken foot and began to slowly rub her toes. Sydney was now becoming much more vocal; moaning in breathless gasps.His back arched, licking her toes with his mouth, he could feel his cock ready to explode.
"Oh god...yes...suck my toes...mmmmm...ooohhhhh yesss...Kiss my ankle..more...it feels so good"Inspired by his wife's encouragement, Mario's lips wandered lovingly over the side of her ankle, gently kissing with a feather touch.
"Oooooohhhhhhhh godddddddddd .....yesssssssssssssssssss.........aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh..... that's it...........I'm cummmiiiinnnggggggggggggggggg"Her cries of encouragement were enough to keep Mario going. Without letting her subside from the intense orgasm that was still coursing through her, he bent over Sydney and used both hands to roll her damp panties down her long sexy legs. As they reached her traction devices and pins, Mario gently crawled beside her on the bed.
Sydney's breath was still coming in short, harsh gasps as her husband once again began kissing each foot. He licked delicately over each of her toes, treating them with adoration and reverence.
He kissed her sole and her ankle and then began a slow gentle licking and kissing up her calves, beyond her knees to her thigh. The same sexy leg that tomorrow for a very long time was going to be protected in a cast
Sydney's body tense in orgasm. Her broken trembled and her smooth, round buttocks quivered as the climax shook her body. Mario kept his tongue on her clitoris as the orgasm ran its course.
"oooohhhhhh yesssssss......ohhhh darling how I need this........mmmmmmmm sooooo good.....so nice"
Sydney did reach another full climax, her moans and sighs of pleasure were enough to keep Mario happy. Mario carefully replaced the blanket over his wife's glowing broken leg and body.
"Well, it is getting late and it looks as if you could use a good nights' sleep. I think I'll be going."
"That sounds like a good idea. I don't mean to rush you off, but it has been a long day."
"No problem. I will be back tomorrow to take you home."
When Mario got home, he took a shower, put some pajama bottoms on and got into bed. Mario just didn't know what to make of it all but one thing was sure. She was going to be so lovely on crutches with a long leg cast. Tomorrow was to be the beginning of a new journey for him and Sydney.
Part 5 to come
The doctor had explained everything to her, but she was still confused. Why was this happening to her? 'Why me?' This was not fair. The broken leg didn’t seem to bother her that much but why? Her leg was never going to be the same again and it didn’t bother her at all She needed answers.
The doctor came in with a man that Sydney did not know. She didn't think that he was a doctor or a nurse since he was dressed in a business suit.
She thought that he was handsome but he had a solemn expression on his face as if he was nervous. Maybe he's the psychologist the doctor had recommended earlier. She's going to need all the help she can get. But for some reason she felt that she should know him. He seemed familiar to him, like his name was on the tip of her tongue.
"Hello Sydney, how are you doing?" asked Dr. Russell.
"So, who is your friend Dr. Russell," she said looking at Mario.
"He's not another doctor is he?
"No Sydney"
Mario came closer to Sydney's bed and couldn't keep his eyes off of her leg, if only she knew how much he wanted to help her, to touch her poor broken leg. How sexy will she look in a full long cast
After coming to the hospital everyday it was good to finally see that she was getting better.
"Hello, my name is Mario Marielli. You probably have no idea who I am, do you?"
"Sorry," she smiled at him. "I have no clue."
"Sydney, I'm your husband."
"Say what?" she said in disbelief. "I’m married?"
"Really."
"WOW, how long have we been married?"
"For about 5 years. But we've known each other for almost 9years."
"Okay," she said nodding her head still not believing this handsome white man.
"Sydney," said Dr. Russell, "you're going to be able to go home soon and you will be going home with your husband, Mario."
"Home. Wherever that is? Is that okay with you, Mario?" she asked seeing the nervous expression on his face when she moved and moan when pain shot through the broken leg.
"Wherever you feel comfortable Sydney. You are more than welcome to come home with me, it's our home," he said as he looked at the pulley and weight keeping her leg align. He wondered if she remembered that he was going to apply a cast on her leg that night. The night he caused her accident
"Well, then that's final. Sydney, I will release you in your husband's care when your leg is ready to be casted. Is that a good time for you?"
"Yes, that's fine," answered Mario.
"Okay. Well, Sydney, you are in for a new adventure. I will check on you tomorrow Sydney."
The doctor left the room to leave the couple alone together. They looked at each other for awhile in silence. Mario looked into her eyes to see if there was any familiarity in them. She stared blankly into his eyes wondering what it is that she was supposed to do or say.
He came closer to her bed and brushed some of her hair out of her face with his hand. It was all matted and tangled, a look highly unusual of Sydney. She moved back a little but let him touch her. He ran the back of his fingers over her cheek.
At this point she felt love for the man standing before her. He looked so sad and tired and didn't know what to say. She wanted to help him, but she didn't know how. After drinking the water she said.
"You know Mario, a glass of water can only satisfy part of my thirst." she continued with a smile
"B..b...Will you still find me attractive like this looking at her leg?"
"Oh god honey, I’m so sorry!" he whispered "I love you so much....you are the most beautiful woman in the world. You are my world, you're beautiful, radiant, stunning and sexy in that traction device."
Mario looked into her eyes. There was something there...something that he hadn't seen since the accident....a spark... a hunger! He smiled at her.
"Then prove it. Touch me, Kiss me...Kiss me properly!" she demanded.Mario was unprepared for this turn of events. Before the accident they had both been a very sexual couple; experimenting in many different ways to make each other happy. He had seen this look in her eyes before. There was no doubt; she was feeling horny!
He lowered his head towards his wife and gently kissed her lips. Although his own body reminded him that seeing her looking so dependent so much in need of all the pulleys and weights , he was fully prepared to go slowly here, to let Sydney become acclimatised to her new situation.
He gently let his tongue flick sensuously over her lips, softly dragging her lower lip between his teeth. Sydney's response was not as he had predicted. He had expected a slow awakening but instead she had opened her mouth and entwined her tongue with his own, greedily sucking it in to her mouth.
As they embraced passionately, Mario felt his wife shrug her body. He briefly looked down to find that the blanket had slipped off, exposing her hospital gown. Her covered breasts seemed to heave and swell as she arched her back.
"Wow honey!" he breathed. "If you want this to go further, maybe I should lock the door?"
"Damn right, I want it to go further! Just lock it quickly!"As Mario strode the few short paces and turned the key securing their privacy, he had to make a little adjustment in his jeans.
The door locked, Mario quickly returned to his wife's bedside. He gently and slowly moved his hand down towards Sydney's broken leg, pulling the blanket further away as he did. He let his thumb flick lightly down her lower leg to her pinned ankle.
Sydney visibly tensed as she felt the familiar feel pain but mixed with incredible pleasure… moaned deeply.
"Mmmmmmm ooooo honey....that feels so good. Do you like my broken leg?"
Mario couldn't take his eyes off the semi naked woman in front of him. The swell of her breasts was almost intoxicating. While licking her breast and he rubbed her upper leg.
"Ohhh yes..." moaned Sydney. "Touch me, don't be scared you wont break me… again, I really need to feel your touch on my breasts and leg and toes.
"Mario placed his hand on Sydney's broken foot and began to slowly rub her toes. Sydney was now becoming much more vocal; moaning in breathless gasps.His back arched, licking her toes with his mouth, he could feel his cock ready to explode.
"Oh god...yes...suck my toes...mmmmm...ooohhhhh yesss...Kiss my ankle..more...it feels so good"Inspired by his wife's encouragement, Mario's lips wandered lovingly over the side of her ankle, gently kissing with a feather touch.
"Oooooohhhhhhhh godddddddddd .....yesssssssssssssssssss.........aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh..... that's it...........I'm cummmiiiinnnggggggggggggggggg"Her cries of encouragement were enough to keep Mario going. Without letting her subside from the intense orgasm that was still coursing through her, he bent over Sydney and used both hands to roll her damp panties down her long sexy legs. As they reached her traction devices and pins, Mario gently crawled beside her on the bed.
Sydney's breath was still coming in short, harsh gasps as her husband once again began kissing each foot. He licked delicately over each of her toes, treating them with adoration and reverence.
He kissed her sole and her ankle and then began a slow gentle licking and kissing up her calves, beyond her knees to her thigh. The same sexy leg that tomorrow for a very long time was going to be protected in a cast
Sydney's body tense in orgasm. Her broken trembled and her smooth, round buttocks quivered as the climax shook her body. Mario kept his tongue on her clitoris as the orgasm ran its course.
"oooohhhhhh yesssssss......ohhhh darling how I need this........mmmmmmmm sooooo good.....so nice"
Sydney did reach another full climax, her moans and sighs of pleasure were enough to keep Mario happy. Mario carefully replaced the blanket over his wife's glowing broken leg and body.
"Well, it is getting late and it looks as if you could use a good nights' sleep. I think I'll be going."
"That sounds like a good idea. I don't mean to rush you off, but it has been a long day."
"No problem. I will be back tomorrow to take you home."
When Mario got home, he took a shower, put some pajama bottoms on and got into bed. Mario just didn't know what to make of it all but one thing was sure. She was going to be so lovely on crutches with a long leg cast. Tomorrow was to be the beginning of a new journey for him and Sydney.
Part 5 to come
Perfect World p3
Part 3
Sydney's best friend, Alicia, had just left her office for the day to come and see her friend in the hospital. She met Sydney's nurse at the nurse's station and the nurse told her that Sydney was awake. Alicia was so relieved she could not wait to get her room.
Alicia walked into the room and saw Sydney trying to sit up. Alicia got to Sydney in time to help her up and to put some pillows behind her back.
"How are you feeling, How's that leg of yours? Thank God you're OK. We were so worried. What the hell happened?" beamed Alicia.
"I have no earthly idea. I don't remember anything," Sydney answered.
"Well maybe that's a good thing," said Alicia. "The paramedic said that the fire department came and had to pry your ass out of the car with the Jaws of Life. That must have been some accident. For a few minutes they consider cutting off your leg but thank god the chief said no"
"Please don't tell me anymore," said Sydney. "That's something I don't think I want to remember." Looking at her shattered leg she knew there was going to some real hard work but without knowing why she so excited about being on crutches with her leg in a full cast
Sydney was looking at Alicia and suddenly noticed something quite different about her. Alicia was the same height as Sydney and had gone to college with her. She had hazel eyes and light brown hair with highlights. But something was nagging her and she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"What's the matter?" Alicia asked noticing how intently Sydney was staring at her.
"Oh, you just look a bit different from what I remember."
"What do you mean, we just saw each other a few days before the accident and I haven't done anything different. Do you mean my highlights?" asked Alicia.
"Oh, nothing." said Sydney wanting to change the subject.
"So where was I going, or are coming from when I was in the accident."
"Well you were coming from home.. I think, you don't remember?"
"No nothing at all"
She had no idea what Alicia was talking about and this was scaring both women. She did not know what to think. And Alicia has never seen Sydney so unsure of her self.
"I'll be right back," Alicia said slowly. I'm going to go get the doctor. You stay right here."
"It's not like I'm going anywhere, look at all the metal and weights attach to my leg" Sydney replied sagging back into her pillows.
Alicia almost ran out of the room in search of the doctor. It was a good thing that the doctor was on his way to check on his patient. Alicia stopped him in the hall and told him that Sydney was asking a bunch of weird questions.
"What kind of weird questions?" asked Dr. Russell.
"The kind of questions that would imply that she had no idea who she is," said Alicia.
"Well that's not unusual," said Dr. Russell. "She is suffering from a head injury and is experiencing amnesia. I checked on her earlier today right when she woke up."
"Oh my goodness, really," said Alicia. "Well, that does explain a couple of things, but she seemed to know who I was. Only, she did say that I looked different and kept staring at me.
"Comes with the territory. Hopefully this will be a temporary affliction. Now if you will excuse me, I need to go and check on her. Oh, and by the way, do you know when her husband will be back in? I will need to speak to him."
"I don't know."
"That's okay. I'll just have one of the nurses call him. She will be able to be casted and go home, but she needs to be prepared."
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Mario has been in a daze since his wife's car accident. Sydney has always seemed so strong and independent, but when he saw her in her hospital bed with her leg in traction, she looked so small,
Vulnerable and beautiful. He couldn't help but feel helpless, unable to do something-anything.
He left the office and headed to the hospital. He was grateful that she was getting better physically.
"I'm Mario Marielli, Sydney's husband, can you get me Dr. Russell.
"Why yes Mr. Marielli, just a minute while I page him," said that nurse while picking up the phone to page him.
After about five minutes, Dr. Russell emerges from the elevator and goes directly to Dr. Russell.
"Hello Mr. Marielli. I take it you've heard the good news that we will be able to take her leg out of the traction and into a cast soon. It will be months before she can put any weights on her leg and she might have a limp forever."
"Yes doctor thank you, but I was told that you had some concerns about Sydney's condition."
"Let me get Sydney's chart and I will meet you in the visitor's lounge," suggested the doctor.
"Okay doctor," said Mario who had a worried look on his face.
Mario went into a deserted waiting room a little ways down the hall to wait on the doctor. A million things were going through his head, none of them good.
Dr. Russell entered the waiting room with the chart and sat next to Mario.
"So, what is wrong Dr. Russell?"
"Well, let's talk about the good stuff. The head injury from the accident did not impair anyting"
"What a relief? And the bad news?"
"Sydney's memory loss is still the same actually no improvement"
"Could it be permanent?" asked Mario.
"Mr. Marielli, Sydney has not been able to recall a significant portion of her long term memory. She does not remember the last 10 years of her life and she may never."
Mario had a puzzled look on his face. Not remember the last 10 years of her life. Not able to recall a significant portion of her life. Is that possible that she might never remember is affair?
"I met Sydney about 8-9 years ago and we were married 3 years after that, doctor. Are you trying to tell me that my wife may never remember me?" he said in disbelief.
"I asked your wife several questions regarding her life again and Sydney stated that she was not married and had no children."
"Yeah, we don't have any children, but we have been married for the past 5 years. And she doesn't remember any of that."
"No, nothing."
"I don't know how to handle this," he said running his
fingers through his hair.
"She needs you right now. Between her leg and memory loss It is important for her too meet you. The amnesia could possibly be a temporary symptom."
"Or it could be indefinite. I've heard of people who never get their memory back. Dr. Russell, I have to tell you, she may not want to remember the last few days...." Oh shit why did I say that to him and why do I feel excited about the idea that she will be in a leg cast of some kinds for months
"Well, not sure what you mean but right now you are a stranger to her. You have no past with her as far as she is concerned. We need to start talking about helping her in her recovery Mr. Marielli. Soon, she will be released from the hospital and will need to go home with you."
"Alright doctor" said Mario.
Part 4 to come
Sydney's best friend, Alicia, had just left her office for the day to come and see her friend in the hospital. She met Sydney's nurse at the nurse's station and the nurse told her that Sydney was awake. Alicia was so relieved she could not wait to get her room.
Alicia walked into the room and saw Sydney trying to sit up. Alicia got to Sydney in time to help her up and to put some pillows behind her back.
"How are you feeling, How's that leg of yours? Thank God you're OK. We were so worried. What the hell happened?" beamed Alicia.
"I have no earthly idea. I don't remember anything," Sydney answered.
"Well maybe that's a good thing," said Alicia. "The paramedic said that the fire department came and had to pry your ass out of the car with the Jaws of Life. That must have been some accident. For a few minutes they consider cutting off your leg but thank god the chief said no"
"Please don't tell me anymore," said Sydney. "That's something I don't think I want to remember." Looking at her shattered leg she knew there was going to some real hard work but without knowing why she so excited about being on crutches with her leg in a full cast
Sydney was looking at Alicia and suddenly noticed something quite different about her. Alicia was the same height as Sydney and had gone to college with her. She had hazel eyes and light brown hair with highlights. But something was nagging her and she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"What's the matter?" Alicia asked noticing how intently Sydney was staring at her.
"Oh, you just look a bit different from what I remember."
"What do you mean, we just saw each other a few days before the accident and I haven't done anything different. Do you mean my highlights?" asked Alicia.
"Oh, nothing." said Sydney wanting to change the subject.
"So where was I going, or are coming from when I was in the accident."
"Well you were coming from home.. I think, you don't remember?"
"No nothing at all"
She had no idea what Alicia was talking about and this was scaring both women. She did not know what to think. And Alicia has never seen Sydney so unsure of her self.
"I'll be right back," Alicia said slowly. I'm going to go get the doctor. You stay right here."
"It's not like I'm going anywhere, look at all the metal and weights attach to my leg" Sydney replied sagging back into her pillows.
Alicia almost ran out of the room in search of the doctor. It was a good thing that the doctor was on his way to check on his patient. Alicia stopped him in the hall and told him that Sydney was asking a bunch of weird questions.
"What kind of weird questions?" asked Dr. Russell.
"The kind of questions that would imply that she had no idea who she is," said Alicia.
"Well that's not unusual," said Dr. Russell. "She is suffering from a head injury and is experiencing amnesia. I checked on her earlier today right when she woke up."
"Oh my goodness, really," said Alicia. "Well, that does explain a couple of things, but she seemed to know who I was. Only, she did say that I looked different and kept staring at me.
"Comes with the territory. Hopefully this will be a temporary affliction. Now if you will excuse me, I need to go and check on her. Oh, and by the way, do you know when her husband will be back in? I will need to speak to him."
"I don't know."
"That's okay. I'll just have one of the nurses call him. She will be able to be casted and go home, but she needs to be prepared."
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Mario has been in a daze since his wife's car accident. Sydney has always seemed so strong and independent, but when he saw her in her hospital bed with her leg in traction, she looked so small,
Vulnerable and beautiful. He couldn't help but feel helpless, unable to do something-anything.
He left the office and headed to the hospital. He was grateful that she was getting better physically.
"I'm Mario Marielli, Sydney's husband, can you get me Dr. Russell.
"Why yes Mr. Marielli, just a minute while I page him," said that nurse while picking up the phone to page him.
After about five minutes, Dr. Russell emerges from the elevator and goes directly to Dr. Russell.
"Hello Mr. Marielli. I take it you've heard the good news that we will be able to take her leg out of the traction and into a cast soon. It will be months before she can put any weights on her leg and she might have a limp forever."
"Yes doctor thank you, but I was told that you had some concerns about Sydney's condition."
"Let me get Sydney's chart and I will meet you in the visitor's lounge," suggested the doctor.
"Okay doctor," said Mario who had a worried look on his face.
Mario went into a deserted waiting room a little ways down the hall to wait on the doctor. A million things were going through his head, none of them good.
Dr. Russell entered the waiting room with the chart and sat next to Mario.
"So, what is wrong Dr. Russell?"
"Well, let's talk about the good stuff. The head injury from the accident did not impair anyting"
"What a relief? And the bad news?"
"Sydney's memory loss is still the same actually no improvement"
"Could it be permanent?" asked Mario.
"Mr. Marielli, Sydney has not been able to recall a significant portion of her long term memory. She does not remember the last 10 years of her life and she may never."
Mario had a puzzled look on his face. Not remember the last 10 years of her life. Not able to recall a significant portion of her life. Is that possible that she might never remember is affair?
"I met Sydney about 8-9 years ago and we were married 3 years after that, doctor. Are you trying to tell me that my wife may never remember me?" he said in disbelief.
"I asked your wife several questions regarding her life again and Sydney stated that she was not married and had no children."
"Yeah, we don't have any children, but we have been married for the past 5 years. And she doesn't remember any of that."
"No, nothing."
"I don't know how to handle this," he said running his
fingers through his hair.
"She needs you right now. Between her leg and memory loss It is important for her too meet you. The amnesia could possibly be a temporary symptom."
"Or it could be indefinite. I've heard of people who never get their memory back. Dr. Russell, I have to tell you, she may not want to remember the last few days...." Oh shit why did I say that to him and why do I feel excited about the idea that she will be in a leg cast of some kinds for months
"Well, not sure what you mean but right now you are a stranger to her. You have no past with her as far as she is concerned. We need to start talking about helping her in her recovery Mr. Marielli. Soon, she will be released from the hospital and will need to go home with you."
"Alright doctor" said Mario.
Part 4 to come
Friday, August 3, 2007
Perfect World p2
Part 2
"Oh god what have I done!"
Mario was back at the office preparing for a case in his posh downtown Houston law office trying to reach Sydney on her cell phone.
Just like Sydney, he like what he did and he did it well. He had known that he wanted from the first time he saw her at the museum. How could he cheat on her.
His wife Sydney would push him into making appearances at parties and benefits to make those important contacts and network. Gettinng his face out there so thatthe community would know who he was and where he stood on the issues.
Sydney controlled everything. Thanks to Sydney's insistence on a strict diet, exercise. Whenever he was looking at the various casters sites, Mario would fantasize about having sex with these sexy women with leg cast. But now he didn't have to worry about cheating for this since his wife was sharing the same feelings. She admitted last night that she wanted her leg in a full cast for years.
You see when she was 18 in college she broke her leg and was in a cast for 2 months and loved the experience of using crutches full time. She admitted that to him one before he was to meet with that escort with the broken leg...
"I should have cancelled that dam escort"
The phone brought him out of his thoughts.
"Mr. Marielli," said his secretary,
"someone is on the phone regarding your wife."
"Take a message," said Mario.
"I'll talk to her when I get home," thinking that she was on the phone wanting to talk about divorce maybe and he was not ready.
"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding Mr. Marielli, but it's not your wife," said his secretary.
"The nurse says she's from General Hospital and your wife has
been admitted due to an accident. She wouldn't tell me anymore."
Mario thanked her as she transferred the call to his phone.
"This is Mario Marielli, who am I speaking to?" he asked with urgency.
"Yes, Mr. Marielli, I'm Marianne, a nurse at General Hospital"
"What the hell is wrong? What happened to her?"
"Sir, your wife was involved in a car accident and was badly
injured."
"Oh God," he said and he took a seat at his desk remembering her face with she saw him with the escort,
"How badly is she hurt?"
"She suffered from a serious head injury and a really bad broken right leg. She broke both bones in her lower leg, tibia and fibula plus the femur of her upper leg. She wont be walking for months without cast and crutches. She didn't have any internal bleeding or any other injuries. Right now she is being monitored in the ICU."
"Is she going to be OK?" asked Mario.
"Well the doctor says that we will know more in the next couple of hours. She was unconscious at the accident site. You can get a more detailed account once you come into the hospital. You'll need to fill out some forms regarding her care."
"OK I'm on my way," he said in a hurry and hung up the phone.
He went to his coat rack and started putting on his coat and left his office.
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Sydney opened her eyes. She felt like she had been sleeping for ever. But she was in a lot of pain. She was thinking to herself, 'Where am I? What happened?' She looked around and didn't recognize her surroundings. She was still drowsy and trying to knock off some of the sleep when a nurse came into the room.
"Oh I see you're finally awake," said the nurse. She came over to Sydney's bed side and clearly saw that her patient was confused.
"I'll be right back with the doctor."
Sydney tried to move, but was overwhelmed with a surge of major pain in her right leg. Her head was worst of all. It felt like her brain was about to ooze out of her ears.
The nurse finally came back into the room followed by a middle aged looking black man. He had gray hair at his temples and had kind eyes. He smiled at Sydney and lifted her left hand so he could get a pulse from her wrist.
"Sydney, I'm Dr. Russell and you are in the hospital," he said as the nurse plumped up her pillows so she can sit up.
"How long have I been here?" asked Sydney.
"A few weeks dear" said the doctor. "Do you know why you are here or how you got here?"
Sydney gave it some real thought and was at a complete blank.
"No," she answered.
"You don't remember what happened to you?" he asked as he shined a light into each eye.
"No, I don't remember anything. All I know is that I'm in a lot of pain," she said with a hoarse voice and scratchy throat.
"Can I have some water?"
"Sure thing honey," said the nurse as she was leaving the room.
"And get her some pain meds," he said as he handed her an order for the pharmacy.
"Where is the pain, Sydney?" asked the doctor.
"Everywhere," she answered.
Dr. Russell took his stethoscope and asked her to take a deep breath a couple of times and then to cough. Finally, he took a seat next to her by the bed and asked,
"Can you wiggle your toes for me?"
She did as he asked and she grimaced in pain realizing that her leg was trapped in a strange metal contraction.
"Now, that's good" said Dr. Russell as he turned back to his patient,
"before I'm able to answer your questions, and by the expression on your face you have several, you will need to answer several of mine."
"I told you, I don't remember anything."
"Why sure you do. First of all I will ask you some simple things and then they will probably get a bit more difficult."
Dr. Russell pulled out a paper that had some personal notes about Sydney that was compiled by her husband, her parents and her best friend, Alicia Roberts, who have all been by the hospital on several occasion. He was glad to have some time alone with her and not deal with frantic family members who would only scare his
patient if they didn't know the extent of her injuries.
"What's your full name?" he asked.
"Sydney Evens."
"You wouldn't happen to know what today's date is, the day of the week or what year it is."
"I don't know what date it is or day of the week since you said I've been out for about two weeks."
"The year then?
There was a long pause before she answered, "I'm not sure."
"Okay," he smiled. "Whose the President?"
"Bush, how can I forget that."
"Good." he said with some concern and wrote some notes down. He then started to ask her where her birth place was, birthday, where she lived, her parents, friends, where she went to school, if she had a job, what kind of car she drove,
etc.
"Are you married?" he asked.
"No, I'm not married" she answered as if it was the most normal answer she could provide. As if nothing was wrong.
Dr. Russell finished his interview and wrote a few more notes. He finally looked up at her and smiled.
"Thank you for being so patient," he said as the nurse came back in with some water and her pain pills. Sydney popped the pills in her mouth and drank all the water in the cup. She was given some more water and the nurse left the room.
"Now to begin with Sydney, almost two weeks ago you were in a car accident" he described to her by reading the notes in the chart.
"As you can see," pointing to her right leg, "you broke your leg pretty badly. Both the femur, tibia and fibula"
She looked down at the device again.
"The standard treatment Sydney for your type of broken leg is to be in traction. A pin was passed through below the knee. Pins were also placed in your foot. Weights were attached to the pin by cords going over a pulley system. The traction keeps the bone straight and out to length while it begins to heal. Once the healing begins we put you in a full non weight bearing cast"
"Wow" she said remembering how much she wanted a leg cast for some reason
"I really did a job to it"
"Yes you did dear and once we have your leg in a full cast, crutches will be your best friends for a very long time, we are talking months, close to a year" He smiled at her before getting serious and talking again
"I am a neurologist Sydney. I diagnose and treat disorders of the nervous system, which includes your brain. It seems that the accident did not have any effects on your ability to move or your speech. It did however have an effect on your memory. You seem to be suffering from a case of amnesia."
Part 3 to come
"Oh god what have I done!"
Mario was back at the office preparing for a case in his posh downtown Houston law office trying to reach Sydney on her cell phone.
Just like Sydney, he like what he did and he did it well. He had known that he wanted from the first time he saw her at the museum. How could he cheat on her.
His wife Sydney would push him into making appearances at parties and benefits to make those important contacts and network. Gettinng his face out there so thatthe community would know who he was and where he stood on the issues.
Sydney controlled everything. Thanks to Sydney's insistence on a strict diet, exercise. Whenever he was looking at the various casters sites, Mario would fantasize about having sex with these sexy women with leg cast. But now he didn't have to worry about cheating for this since his wife was sharing the same feelings. She admitted last night that she wanted her leg in a full cast for years.
You see when she was 18 in college she broke her leg and was in a cast for 2 months and loved the experience of using crutches full time. She admitted that to him one before he was to meet with that escort with the broken leg...
"I should have cancelled that dam escort"
The phone brought him out of his thoughts.
"Mr. Marielli," said his secretary,
"someone is on the phone regarding your wife."
"Take a message," said Mario.
"I'll talk to her when I get home," thinking that she was on the phone wanting to talk about divorce maybe and he was not ready.
"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding Mr. Marielli, but it's not your wife," said his secretary.
"The nurse says she's from General Hospital and your wife has
been admitted due to an accident. She wouldn't tell me anymore."
Mario thanked her as she transferred the call to his phone.
"This is Mario Marielli, who am I speaking to?" he asked with urgency.
"Yes, Mr. Marielli, I'm Marianne, a nurse at General Hospital"
"What the hell is wrong? What happened to her?"
"Sir, your wife was involved in a car accident and was badly
injured."
"Oh God," he said and he took a seat at his desk remembering her face with she saw him with the escort,
"How badly is she hurt?"
"She suffered from a serious head injury and a really bad broken right leg. She broke both bones in her lower leg, tibia and fibula plus the femur of her upper leg. She wont be walking for months without cast and crutches. She didn't have any internal bleeding or any other injuries. Right now she is being monitored in the ICU."
"Is she going to be OK?" asked Mario.
"Well the doctor says that we will know more in the next couple of hours. She was unconscious at the accident site. You can get a more detailed account once you come into the hospital. You'll need to fill out some forms regarding her care."
"OK I'm on my way," he said in a hurry and hung up the phone.
He went to his coat rack and started putting on his coat and left his office.
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Sydney opened her eyes. She felt like she had been sleeping for ever. But she was in a lot of pain. She was thinking to herself, 'Where am I? What happened?' She looked around and didn't recognize her surroundings. She was still drowsy and trying to knock off some of the sleep when a nurse came into the room.
"Oh I see you're finally awake," said the nurse. She came over to Sydney's bed side and clearly saw that her patient was confused.
"I'll be right back with the doctor."
Sydney tried to move, but was overwhelmed with a surge of major pain in her right leg. Her head was worst of all. It felt like her brain was about to ooze out of her ears.
The nurse finally came back into the room followed by a middle aged looking black man. He had gray hair at his temples and had kind eyes. He smiled at Sydney and lifted her left hand so he could get a pulse from her wrist.
"Sydney, I'm Dr. Russell and you are in the hospital," he said as the nurse plumped up her pillows so she can sit up.
"How long have I been here?" asked Sydney.
"A few weeks dear" said the doctor. "Do you know why you are here or how you got here?"
Sydney gave it some real thought and was at a complete blank.
"No," she answered.
"You don't remember what happened to you?" he asked as he shined a light into each eye.
"No, I don't remember anything. All I know is that I'm in a lot of pain," she said with a hoarse voice and scratchy throat.
"Can I have some water?"
"Sure thing honey," said the nurse as she was leaving the room.
"And get her some pain meds," he said as he handed her an order for the pharmacy.
"Where is the pain, Sydney?" asked the doctor.
"Everywhere," she answered.
Dr. Russell took his stethoscope and asked her to take a deep breath a couple of times and then to cough. Finally, he took a seat next to her by the bed and asked,
"Can you wiggle your toes for me?"
She did as he asked and she grimaced in pain realizing that her leg was trapped in a strange metal contraction.
"Now, that's good" said Dr. Russell as he turned back to his patient,
"before I'm able to answer your questions, and by the expression on your face you have several, you will need to answer several of mine."
"I told you, I don't remember anything."
"Why sure you do. First of all I will ask you some simple things and then they will probably get a bit more difficult."
Dr. Russell pulled out a paper that had some personal notes about Sydney that was compiled by her husband, her parents and her best friend, Alicia Roberts, who have all been by the hospital on several occasion. He was glad to have some time alone with her and not deal with frantic family members who would only scare his
patient if they didn't know the extent of her injuries.
"What's your full name?" he asked.
"Sydney Evens."
"You wouldn't happen to know what today's date is, the day of the week or what year it is."
"I don't know what date it is or day of the week since you said I've been out for about two weeks."
"The year then?
There was a long pause before she answered, "I'm not sure."
"Okay," he smiled. "Whose the President?"
"Bush, how can I forget that."
"Good." he said with some concern and wrote some notes down. He then started to ask her where her birth place was, birthday, where she lived, her parents, friends, where she went to school, if she had a job, what kind of car she drove,
etc.
"Are you married?" he asked.
"No, I'm not married" she answered as if it was the most normal answer she could provide. As if nothing was wrong.
Dr. Russell finished his interview and wrote a few more notes. He finally looked up at her and smiled.
"Thank you for being so patient," he said as the nurse came back in with some water and her pain pills. Sydney popped the pills in her mouth and drank all the water in the cup. She was given some more water and the nurse left the room.
"Now to begin with Sydney, almost two weeks ago you were in a car accident" he described to her by reading the notes in the chart.
"As you can see," pointing to her right leg, "you broke your leg pretty badly. Both the femur, tibia and fibula"
She looked down at the device again.
"The standard treatment Sydney for your type of broken leg is to be in traction. A pin was passed through below the knee. Pins were also placed in your foot. Weights were attached to the pin by cords going over a pulley system. The traction keeps the bone straight and out to length while it begins to heal. Once the healing begins we put you in a full non weight bearing cast"
"Wow" she said remembering how much she wanted a leg cast for some reason
"I really did a job to it"
"Yes you did dear and once we have your leg in a full cast, crutches will be your best friends for a very long time, we are talking months, close to a year" He smiled at her before getting serious and talking again
"I am a neurologist Sydney. I diagnose and treat disorders of the nervous system, which includes your brain. It seems that the accident did not have any effects on your ability to move or your speech. It did however have an effect on your memory. You seem to be suffering from a case of amnesia."
Part 3 to come
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