"I smiled and went over to him on the sofa. I sat down and stretched out my legs with my feet in his lap. He grinned at me and then began massaging my... feet so tenderly with his one, strong hand. I sighed and relaxed then leaned back.He got up and slipped his prosthetic leg off after removing his trousers."You are my first lover since the accident, little one. My very first. It doesn't sicken you to see me, does it?"He was terribly concerned but I blurted out, "No, oh, god no. I thought I would. ” The look on his face told me he agreed with my self-assessment. Every time he called me Andi, I corrected him with Anne. I was into it, he followed quickly. A little more fiction to the mix, I was her hair stylist from Brighton. I must declare, I got fucked. It was as good as the first time I had him. He was harder and fatter than is normal. Most all of my cherry red lipstick ended up on his shaft. I could not get the cock head past my teeth. I was pushing so hard it was hurting. You stand listening to the clock ticking straining to hear my foot steps. The world is dark to you behind your blindfold you feel so prone, your senses heightened by the loss of sight. Though only seconds have ticked by it feels like an ice age. Then your heart skips a beat as you hear the sound of someone opening your front door. You can’t help but blush as you imagine what you must look like. Stood there in your bra and panties and nothing else but a smile and high heels, blindfold around. In the end."Melissa smirked. Mary Jane drove in silence. Her sons had both hadboyfriends. But hell, that was part of growing up. In college, MaryJane had dated Amy Brennan for a month. It was a sweet memory. If Gregwas a homosexual, if Melissa was thinking about it, we'll, I hoped theyfound a sweet guy."Melissa?" Mary Jane said."Yes?" You can date who you want to date. It's okay."* * *On Saturday night, Melissa felt on top of the world. She was wearing asleek black dress and black heels. The.