Part 2

God, she was so beautiful. He had lucked out tonight. 

"Can I take your arm for support? My broken foot is killing me"

Taking his arm she leaned in close to him and her whispered question sent a chill down his spine. Her voice 
had a way of causing him to lose his thought process from time to time. That she wanted to talk and be with 
him made Donald feel like the king of the world. It was the second time that he was with a sexy woman in a 
leg cast

As he helped her into the car, leaning on him and then put the cane in the back seat, she turned and eyes 
flashing with that mysterious light, she thanked him.

"Oh, I just love gentlemen. Helping me with my broken foot, and making me feel safe and sound. You are 
quickly winning me over you know Donald." 

"You mean that I haven't won you over completely yet?"

He was shocked at his comeback. Never having been so confident before in  his life, he wondered at this 
change in his manner. Why had he felt he had to say that like he had? He was surprised that she took it in 
stride as she did too. She just smiled at him, waiting for him to close the door.

As he got in his car she leaned over and lightly kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you for the lift home gallant Knight."

"I'm not sure that Knight is what I am. But, thank you."

His cheek felt like it was on fire where her lips had touched him. He could also feel his cock, throbbing hard 
and greedy. He wanted her, but he also knew that on the first date that was unlikely. He also wondered what 
Stephanie's involvement was in all this.

"I just realized that I don't know where you live. If you just tell me the way you need to go, we'll be off."

"I was thinking that you should show me where you live Donald. I'd really like to know. If you don't mind 
that is."

He looked at her eyes as she said that, surprised that she would want to know that and then be so forward 
about it too. He found his tongue working as his voice cut through the thickened air in the car.

"Sure, no problem. I'd be happy to show you my place."

"I knew you would do whatever this little injured woman asked you. You are such a gentleman Donald. I 
knew you would show me what I need to see when I met you. That's why I chose to be with you tonight."

Unnerved by her words, his mind began to work, thinking about what she had said. For some reason though, 
he could not bring that mind into focus. Stranger still, he didn't seem to be too worried about that fact either.

During the drive to his place April slid over her casted right lower leg to the middle and  rubbed her 
pantyhose with her hand. Her cast was just a few inches from his hand while shifting his beamer.
He just drove, keeping his attention on the road.

Suddenly, without any warning, her cast crossed over the stick shift and rested on his lap. Her toes teasing 
him. Liking the feeling of her hard cast on his lap he just moved a bit to make it easier for her toes to have 
access him. This was crazy.

Her toes at the end of the cast began to play with his cock. Confused for a moment, and feeling a hint of an 
unsettled chill course through his body, Donald straightened up and focused harder on his driving.

He found that his pants had become quite uncomfortable. His hardness impeded by the position that it laid, 
bent to one side and down one pant leg. Squirming around to try to get into a more comfortable position, 
April noticed his discomfort.

"Hmmmm...poor baby, something has come up to make you squirm. You know, I can take care of that for 
you...very, very well."

Reaching down with her hand, She took her broken foot away and she placed her palm over the middle of  
his cock and began to rub gently, yet firmly. Donald just about drove into the ditch when she did that, 
unexpected as it was. Her saying it to her hand touching him...she had been moving to place her hand there 
before she said a word.

Instead of being shocked and possibly worried, a calm descended over him, and he just let her touch him 
however she wanted to. One hand on his hard cock and the other on her hard cast.

By the time they got to his place getting out of the car was difficult for him as his erection was so large. As 
he looked at her, he saw a flash of sexual interest out of her eyes. 

"Donald..are you going to help me out of the car? Without my cane its difficult and my foot is killing me."

After opening her door and giving her back the cane, she took out her sexy broken foot and rested her cast 
on it's walking heel. Donald eyes were all over her heel, cast and toes. She then pulled out her beautiful leg 
also in that nice pantyhose.

She has beautiful legs he taugh staring at her while leading her to the house. He saw that she was seriously 
staring at him while he was staring at her legs. So much so it made him uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry. I never meant..."

"Oh, that's quite all right Donald. I liked your taste. Did I do everything well?"

"Well?"

"Yes, I see how interested you are in my broken foot. Was I nice to look at coming out of your car?"

"Yes...you were...perfect."

He never even had a moment of fear as he went into a trance. She moved away from him limping with the 
help of her cane. Frozen as he sat there, looking at empty space. 
      
Turning back to him she undid her dress and let it fall to the floor. Wearing only her pantyhose and cast, she 
stood in front of him. Moving around the room sensually like a cat she looked at his things as if studying the 
man that had placed them there. After a bit, she dropped her cane and moved close to him and straddle his 
lap.

She leaned in and began to kiss Donald's face. He was holding on to her cast when her lips found his and 
they began to kiss. Her hands were  rubbing his cock, making it throb and harden. Once he was hard as steel 
she moved up, ripped her pantyhose and slowly lowered her pussy down over his hardness.



Part 3 to come