She looked across to Tony as she moved her cast forward while smiling. He smiled back and the camera clicked again as he peered into the viewfinder: he was watching her closely, and it seemed, appreciatively. He walked around her then approached closely as she undid her skirt and slowly pushed it down her legs. "Wonderful," he said, continuing to move around her, taking picture of her broken leg from every angle. "You're so beautiful in that cast," he said, in little more than an awe-filled whisper. "Thank you," she smiled, "but I think I'd look better standing in 4 inch heels." She said teasing him "I love your smile," he said. "Your cast is an asset. The way you move Melanie on your crutches. You can't get that from such a simple thing as an expensive pair of high heels. But I think you know that already" She looked down at her cast as he approached her. He was really close and she found herself craving his soft contact, the tingling buzz between her legs sending out electricity all through her body. "Help me with my bra please, I can't with the crutches" she said "It will be my pleasure" He reached behind her and unhitched her bra, dropping it on top of her other clothes. "What were you planning on doing when we finished today?" he asked her quietly as he was taking very close picture of her cast. He was so close she could feel his breath on her skin. She so desperately wanted him to touch her. "I don't know," she answered, her voice filled with nerves. "Hmm," he said, "well if you'd like to stay here...I've plenty of room." "Oh no," she said "It's your decision," he said, "but you're welcome to stay here ." "Thank you," she smiled again. "You're a beautiful girl, Melanie, cast or no cast" he said, returning to kneel again in front of her and gently pull her panties down past her broken leg, allowing them to drop to the floor. She felt very exposed indeed, the air now touching her vaginal lips in the same way she wished Tony would. "Now," he said, standing up and smiling at her warmly, "I would like to do action shot, can you move on your crutches" It was wonderful to be moving on her crutches naked, wearing only her cast and one heel on her good foot she glided across the room. She quite liked him watching her and taking pictures of her, she had to admit. At that precise moment she wondered why her husband didn't feel the same about her look while in a cast. She blushed as she stop dropped one crutch and began to rub sensuously over her nipples. He kept taking pictures - was he enjoying the show? "I don't know how long I will be able to just look Melanie. With you standing looking like a broken angel in front of me on your crutches," he said. "Well go on then," she said, feeling like a cheeky schoolgirl, "now it's your turn to strip for me. Fair's fair." Slightly sheepishly, he began taking off his clothes, and she grabbed her other crutch she came closer to him. Down came his underwear, and his wonderful cock was free. He closed his arms around her and then his hands went to her jaw, and he kissed her, the most incredible sensation she'd ever experienced. "You're trembling, are you tired on standing on crutches" he said as they broke apart at last. "No, I've...never done any of this before," she whispered. "Do you want me to stop" he asked "No, come behind me please," she said As he moved behind her and wrapped her in his arms, touching her cheek with his, lodging his hard, burning cock between her buttocks and fondling her small breasts with his soft hands. She'd never felt like this before. Wonderful sensations rippled throughout her body, especially centering around his manipulation of her nipples. She pressed her behind back onto his penis, craving it between her legs, but he just slowly rubbed it up and down gently, luxuriating in the contact. "My God you feel incredible," he breathed into her ear She'd never imagined it could be like this. She cried out and he held her tight in his arms as she came with tremendous force. Her legs trembled and then she almost collapsed through the intensity of the feelings she was experiencing. But Tony caught her in his strong hands and supported her until her strength returned. "Are you okay?" he asked her. "Never better," was all she could reply before she passed out in his arms. --------------------------------------- When she awoke, she was naked and lying in the middle of the bed with her cast resting on a pillow. "How are you feeling?" "Great," she turned and beamed the biggest smile of her life at him, unconcerned at her nudity. "Will you go out to dinner with me this evening? This I my deepest fantasy to go with a lovely woman like you in a cast to a classy restaurant" his face was very earnest. She felt as though she was living in a dream world. "I..." he said as she finally released him, "I...uh...I took the liberty of getting you a few things while you were asleep..." He gave her the crutches and helped her to her good foot. He then led her by the hand through to the main open plan area of the apartment, where a number of expensive-looking bags and boxes lay on the white couch. "Go on," he said, "open them." She looked at him sitting her cast on top of her good foot, puzzled, and knelt down in front of the couch. She took one of the bags - the smallest first, and pulled out a hanger, on which as a garment made of the most beautiful, luxurious black lace, with sexy red trimmings. She held it up to her body, a teddy which seemed to be just her size. "I hope it all fits," he said softly, watching with a smile at her reaction of pure surprise and delight. "It's wonderful," she said, "can I put it on?" "Go ahead - it's yours." She stood with his help on her good leg and dressed in the extravagant underwear and gave him a beautiful smile. "Come on," he urged her, "open the rest - we only have half an hour before our table reservation." She couldn't believe what was happening. Soon she had brand new black silk stockings that's eh asked her to slip over her cast and then that clipped up to her teddy, a gorgeous new black dress with nothing less than a Versace label, and a black stiletto that slipped onto her stocking covered foot beautifully. "It all fits so well," she said "Good," he said. "Now I want to cut the stocking off your cast to show off your sexy cast my dear." From a pocket, he brought out a knife and cut the stocking at the cast. She put her hands to her face and almost screamed in her delight. She felt like a million dollars. They heard the buzz of the intercom, and Tony picked up his jacket from the back of the couch. "Come on," he said, "our transport for the evening is here." Melanie just couldn't believe it. She had been spoiled before but never like this. Downstairs was a long black limousine, and a chauffeur in an immaculate uniform took her crutches while she hop inside. A glimmer of pleasure flicked through her stomach as he looked at her, from her broken leg to her face. She was elevated to the status that he could only dream about. The surreal day went on when Tony escorted her into the most expensive By the time the clock struck twelve, she was beginning to wonder if her coach would turn back into a pumpkin and the magic would be over, but it went on and on, with him taking her back to the apartment. The end.