Part 4

She died in her tracks, resting her cast on top of his foot while rubbing her 
cast on his leg was driving him crazy. He slipped his hands inside the robe 
and gently worked on her naked skin. She squeezed her crutches so hard. She was 
loving this treatment in more than one way.

"Oh, we better call it a night now." She said questioning her own words but the 
pain from her broken leg bringing her back to reality.

"Umm, ok. I could rub your back until you're asleep if you want." He offered, 
not wanting this night to end.

"Umm, I want but...uh, better not." She responded.

"Ok. Sleep well." He said, walking her to her room.

She turned at her door and smiled at him. She eased the door closed. There were 
no locks but she knew she didn't need one.

Neither of them slept well this night. Sydney dropped the crutches beside her 
bed, took off her robe and got into the bed naked, wearing only the cast 
covering her left leg. 

Her right hand touched her tender nipples and thought about the wonderful guy 
just down the hall. Soon she was bathing her fingers in her wet desirous vagina. 
She was ashamed of herself but it felt so good. Why didn't she just grabbed her 
crutches and go get in his bed. She was embarrassed at the thought. This knight 
in shinning armor would not respect her tomorrow if she seduced him tonight. She 
notices how he kept staring at her cast and how excited he got while rubbing the 
toes from her broken leg

Besides all that, she was touching herself and feeling pleasure. She took care 
of her yearnings with her own fingers as she had many, many times before. He 
drifted through her mind as she fell asleep. 

Michael tried to sleep but couldn't. This little lady had 
him...excited...interested...he wasn't sure what his feelings for her were? Was 
it just the idea of a sexy woman in a full leg cast laying in bed in the next 
room?

But he had them and right now they were settling between his thighs. His penis 
was swelling at the thought of her in the next room with her cast resting on 
pillows. 

Her long purple cast looking so good on her lying in her bed. He got a towel and 
lubricating jel from the bathroom and returned to bed. He was stroking his 
engorged manhood thinking about Sydney's sexy broken body. He had just gotten a 
glimpse of it in the bathtub earlier but it was enough to get him off. When he 
was relieved He drifted off thinking of her crutching around the apartment 
naked..., his satisfied tool lying limp on his belly. 

The next morning she woke to the sounds of rustling in the kitchen. Soon there 
was a soft knock on the door. 

"Sydney?" Michael's voice was barely audible.

"Yes." She answered softly.

He opened the door slowly, not wanting to catch her in a state of undress. He 
poked his head in and told her breakfast was almost ready. He didn't need to 
tell her, when he opened the door the marvelous aromas flooded the room. He 
smiled at her and closed the door. 

She was in her robe and standing on her crutches beside him at the stove in no 
time. 

"You know if you don't stop treating me so good, I will never be able to climb 
with my broken leg to the top of that ivory tower you're in. It just keeps 
growing and growing, I can hardly see the top now." She said, looking at the 
spread he had laid out for her.

"Oh you are very mistaken my lady. I have to keep my tower growing to try and 
reach the top of yours." He replied.

"Ppppfffff, I'm an idiot that caused all this. If I could drive we wouldn't be 
here...," her words melted as the dreadful thought struck her, she looked at 
him, he was looking at her wiggling her toes at him at the end of the cast. 

How could they be glad about having a wreck, and breaking her leg. If they 
hadn't had a wreck she would just have been another driver in another car that 
he would have never seen or met in a million years. She new now that he was 
fascinated in everything related to her broken leg, the cast or her crutches. 
The way he looked at her toes right now right here...

They ate breakfast in relative silence. The thought of how close they came to 
not meeting obviously bothered them both.

After breakfast Michael got Sydney a pair of sweats. They were big on her but 
they were comfortable and easy to get on over the cast. But he decided to cut 
the leg off just below the top edge of her cast. There he goes again, adding to 
his attraction to the cast. Now he would have a clear look at the cast all day

They settled in the living room and watched college football. They sprawled on 
the carpet with her broken leg resting peacefully. Michael would get restless 
and move to the couch. Then get up for more coffee and come back to his 
recliner. He was bouncing around the room like a rubber ball. When he settled in 
his chair she rolled flat on her back and looked up at him.

"You're awfully restless." She said.

"Yeah, I don't know why I'm so antsy. I need to do something. Too much energy, I 
need to go do something. You think your broken leg can handle a drive?" He 
asked. 

"Sure!" With his help she struggled to get back up without putting any weigh on 
her broken leg.

They drove past the office complex where Sydney was to meet with Marry Pierce. 
She knew where she was going now at least. They drove by the wrecking yard where 
both their totaled cars had been taken. They were amazed that they weren't hurt 
any more than they were. Just a broken leg and at that one that was driving him 
crazy.

They drove around town. Michael showed her the sights. Nothing special. He 
decided she needed to see a nearby lake. She sat back and seemed to enjoy just 
being here with him. They got to the lake and with his help she struggled to get 
this long cast out of the car. 

The breeze off the lake was chilly. He swooped down and grabbed a handful of 
rocks and began skipping them across the water. She made her way to him slowly 
on her crutches. She stood there watching him and laughing and cheering him on 
when a rock would go particularly far. This went on for almost five minutes. 
Finally, Michael dropped the rocks in his hands, brushed the dust off and looked 
out over the lake.

"Get all that energy out little boy?" She asked him jokingly.

"No mommy, I still have way too much." He replied, looking down at her beautiful 
face and wind swept hair. He was struggling not to look at her broken leg while 
she was standing so close to him on her crutches.

Michael leaned down to her face. His lips were mere inches from hers and he 
looked deeply into her eyes. She looked back longingly into his. She grimaced a 
little as she moved her broken leg a bit. 

Her eyes drifted to his wonderful mouth as he drew closer. As his cold lips 
pressed against hers, she closed her eyes to let this first sweet kiss sink in. 
Soon their lips were warming up and this first kiss turned hot and delicious. 
His tongue darted out to touch her lips but quickly sucked back into his mouth. 

"Oh Sydney, please forgive me, I shouldn't have done that. It's just that I have 
been dying to kiss you ever since I saw you in the ambulance. I just couldn't. I 
was afraid that you would think I was taking advantage of you. I mean you're 
practically a prisoner in my home with your broken leg. I just wanted you to 
feel so safe there with me. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you Sydney. I'm 
sorry, I didn't mean..." His words spewed out of control.

She dropped her right crutch and placed her hand over his mouth and looked 
dreamily into his eyes. 

"Michael?" She asked.

"Yes Sydney?" He replied.

"Shut up and kiss me." She said, her eyes closing.

He kissed her deep and long, he had never felt like this kissing a girl before. 
Their lips melted together for several minutes, Michael holding her soft body 
close to his when she slid her cast between his legs. When the kiss ended Sydney 
took a small step back and looked down at his bulging sweats. 

His manhood had swollen against her belly, the combination of the hard cast 
rubbing her legs and her warm body were too much to stand. She looked back up at 
him smiling but turning red.

"I think you have a problem down there little boy." She said shyly.

"Oh Sydney, now I really am sorry. I couldn't help it...it just came  up...no, I 
mean I didn't mean for it to...oh Sydney" 

"Oh, are you taking advantage of this injured and helpless little woman? Now you 
should really be ashamed." She played it to the hilt while forcing her broken 
leg higher between his leg.

"Sydney, can I kiss you again?" He asked.

"I wish...I hope you do." She said looking up at him sexily.

He kissed her again and again, being careful this time to keep several inches 
between his over excited organ and her stomach.

As they strolled back to the car he would glance down at her in wonder. He was 
nervous yet excited at the same time. The thought of making passionate love to 
this lovely woman with her sexy leg in a cast played in his mind.


Part 5 to come