A new friend

It was great to read your stories Stephanie. Turn me on a bit? A BIT? Talk about 
an understatement. I have to tell you, Stephanie, that I really enjoyed it a 
LOT. It did more for me than anything I've read for ages. Just what it did, 
well, that's another story. Maybe some other time, but let's just say that it 
really hit the spot.

And now I suppose it's my turn. Your descriptions of sexy woman in leg cast 
using crutches did the trick for me and so I hope you don't mind if I follow 
your example. This is a story, which begins while I was reading all your 
stories, it really started after I broke my right leg in a stupid motorcycle 
accident

It was during my last year at university. I was in a long leg cast after re-
breaking my leg. One day I'd been to the Market and was waiting for a bus into 
town, when I noticed someone in the same queue, a woman staring at me, who 
looked really interested in my cast. It excited me, because I had just finish 
reading "do you believe in angels? ", could that really happened in real life. 

She must've noticed me because of the way I moved on my crutches, for years I've 
fantasized about being in a leg cast using crutches. I'm what they call a caster 
but with a real broken leg. She kept darting glances at me while I sat there 
waiting for the bus with my beautiful long pink casted leg extended in front of 
me while I'm holding on to my crutches. 

Well, when the bus came in I got up without standing on my cast and using the 
crutches moved towards the bus. The woman was in front of me in the queue and 
she let me go in first since I was injured. She went upstairs. It was pretty 
full, there was an empty seat next to her with my broken leg in the aisle and 
she gave me a glance and a little smile, so I thought I might as well sit beside 
her.

For the first couple of minutes neither of us said anything. She was just 
looking out of the window and I was too timid to say anything, but then 
the bus went round a corner and my crutches slid against her. I apologised, 
and that kind of broke the ice.

"You look pretty agile on those crutches, been in the cast for long?" she said. 
The voice rang a bell. Where did I know it from?

"Yes, It's been 4 weeks now, another 5 or so to go. I can't help feeling I've 
seen you before, and I just can't put my finger on it."

"This bus? I take it quite often."

"No, not this bus, I don't usually take the bus. It's only been since I re-broke 
my leg and being in a full leg cast this time I can't drive" I said with my 
right hand caressing my cast. I loved the feel under my fingers

"re-broke your leg?" she asked.

"Humm yes, I was in an accident. It's the second time I'm in a cast." Why did I 
say re-broke my leg to somebody I don't know. Lets change subjet

"How did you break your leg miss, then?"

"It was a motorcycle accident, broken fibula? I still think we've met before. 
Didn't we met at the General hospital?"

"That's it!" she said, and smiled. "I'm a doctor there, but I have to say I 
don't really remember you. Did I help you with your broken leg? Or legs"

"No, It was another female doctor, but I remember you now. Doctor Alexis?"

Yes, Dr Alexis. How could I have forgotten? About 5 years ago I was at the 
hospital trying to spot casted woman when I first saw the doctor. Along with 2 
nurses she was having lunch in the hospital cafeteria. 

You see Doctor Alexis was herself at the time in a leg cast. A short plaster 
cast covering her lower leg.

Embarrassing to think about it then, really natural now after reading all those 
stories and feeling good about my fascination and sexual attraction to cast and 
crutches. 

"Oh, don't call me Doctor Alexis. Call me Alex. Please."

"OK, Alex, I'm Dana."

I put my hand out and she shook it. I met her eyes with mine and we gave each 
other a smile. Like she knew my secret. 

The hair was a lot shorter now, cut into a neat bob instead of halfway down her 
back, but it still looked as thick and black as I remembered it, and she was 
still as attractive as she had been 5 years before, perhaps with a few lines 
added here and there, but not much else. She had lovely eyes, dark brown, and 
they smiled too. I couldn't tell if she remembered me or not

It was fun and the journey passed quickly, despite the traffic jams which slowed 
the bus to a crawl.

"This is my stop," I said.

"Mine too," she said, and helped me to my good leg we got off together.

"Which way are you going?" Alex asked.

"Just to the university library. Why?"

"Well, I was wondering if you had time for a coffee or something."

"That would be nice," I said, and so we went off and found a little place 
to sit. She surprised me when she took my cast in her hands and rested my broken 
leg on a chair. I swear she intentionally touched my toes,  I'd enjoyed the 
attention to my cast and it felt as if she did too. 

She laughed in an embarrassed-sounding way after looking at my casted foot for a 
bit long and tried to change the subject, but feeling so sexually aroused to 
have this sexy doctor interested in my broken leg that I didn't give her the 
chance.

"You don't want to know what I'm thinking right now Dana and even if you think 
you do you don't really need to," she said, but I could tell from the way she 
was saying it that she only needed a bit of pushing and she'd tell me.

I pushed her.

"Oh, it's stupid Dana. I find you very attractive when you use your crutches 
swinging this long cast." She said while her hand landed on top of my casted 
lower leg

"Thanks In this day and age Alex it's nice to be open about your feelings"

"Yes," she said, and laughed again.

"Have you been in cast before?" I knew the answer to that but what a surprise 
when she said

"No, really..."

"Come on, really?" I almost shouted, so that people at the nearby table turned 
to look.

"OK, OK, in an experiment once before at the hospital."

"What? Your leg wasn't really broken?" I couldn't believe my ears when I said 
that. 

"No, It's stupid right to be in a cast without having any broken bones," she 
hissed. "Dana...How did you know that I was in a cast anyway."

"Oh my God! You see about 5 years ago I was at the hospital and saw you having 
lunch with nurses and your left lower leg was in a cast" All this honesty about 
cast was turning me on so much, I had to move my broken leg slightly to get more 
comfortable 

"Are you shocked that my leg wasn't really broken?" Alex asked after I'd been 
silent for a minute or two.

"Well, to be honest, yes, a bit." I lied

"Don't be. It's perfectly natural. Lots of people are into it."

"Maybe..." I smiled, while dreaming of seeing Alex naked in bed with her cast on

"You might be surprised," she said with a sly grin. Again this sexy doctor 
touched my toes at the end of the cast. Her fingernails sent waves through my 
body


Part 2 to come