Part 2 to come

I told Brigitte, and she asked me if I thought a back rub would help. I said 
that I guessed it wouldn't hurt, and she arranged herself behind me on the 
couch. I felt her hands on my shoulders, and she started slowly kneading my 
muscles down my back. It was clear that she knew what she was doing.

"Wow, where'd you learn how to do that?" I asked. 

"Ohh, I'm an assistant trainer for the girls' basketball team here. I'm pretty 
good at massaging all kinds of muscles." 

I'm sure that was a double entendre, but I didn't care. It felt SO good. In 
fact, I felt better than I ever had before, under any circumstances. 

"Brigitte, that feels very good," I cooed. She laughed, and her head came 
forward towards me as I lolled mine back. We found ourselves looking at each 
other, and she gently pecked at my cheek. Her lips felt warm and soft against my 
skin, and I held my head there so she wouldn't stop. She held her kiss 
momentarily, and I found my hand coming around the back of her head, to hold her 
there.


"Well, we've GOT to find a more comfortable position to rest your sprained 
ankle. Hmm, let's see, where could we possibly go to be more-"

I got up with her help and using my new 2 friends I was standing with my injured 
ankle inches from the floor

"Come on, where is it?" I cried, standing on my crutches. 

Brigitte led me to her bedroom. Carefully through the door ,I was quite 
impressed by the gracefulness that I was showing already on those crutches. 

She stood before me, at the foot of her four poster bed, and gently kissed the 
tip of my nose while I was busy holding on my crutches for balance.

"Do you trust me?" she said. 

"Yes," I replied. Brigitte embraced me, and putting her arms around me, her 
hands slid down inside my skirt, against my naked ass. The touch of her delicate 
fingers on so intimate an area thrilled me, and I was anxious to feel more. As 
though reading my mind, Brigitte's fingers slipped into the crack of my ass, and 
brushed up against the sensitive flesh of my puckered hole.

She felt my slight shudder, and continued playing with me. I was so excited that 
I stepped on my sprained ankle. Feeling some pain and at the same time I had 
never felt so naughty in all my life! 

Brigitte then too my crutches away and helped me hop to her bed. She then slowly 
took off my blouse, revealing my full breasts with their erect nipples. 

"What beautiful pink nipples, Kim," Brigitte whispered, as she lowered her 
mouth to suck on one. 

My skirt, meanwhile, had fallen to the floor. Since I wasn't wearing any 
panties, I was quite nude in front of her, only wearing my ankle brace and ace 
bandage. 

Brigitte gently lifted my injured ankle. I was fully and completely naked in 
front of this woman who, just hours ago, had been a complete stranger. 

Her hands traced down the outside of my ace bandage, down my lower leg to my 
foot, caressing with her lips my sprained ankle while cupping my feet. When her 
hands returned to my injured ankle and squeezed I moaned loudly.

I moved my legs farther apart, to allow her access to stroke me, while she was 
playing with my sprained ankle. 

Brigitte gently brought her nose to my slit, as her tongue teased out to lap at 
my erect clit. She greedily licked up more and more while squeezing my injured 
ankle.

"Lick me, there, Brigitte. Yes, that's SO good!" 

Slowly, I regained awareness of my situation. As I returned to myself, I 
collapsed onto her bed in front of her with a pillow under my sprained ankle. As 
I gazed at my new found lover, I wondered what the minister would think if he 
saw her naked on the bed of a woman I don't even know.

The end.