Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy? - Sex Stories

Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy?

... father gave me his 25% share of our firm, so I was now a 50% shareholder in the company. Though I got back to normal financially, my social life was completely nonexistent. I didn't trust women and avoided them all. I worked hard for the company, and work actually became my hobby, my only standard free-time activity. I worked day and night, weekends and on public holidays, and the company prospered. I had lived my lonely life in my apartment almost for half a year, when Carl invited me to a birthday party at his parents’ house. His youngest sister turned twenty-one and the family organized a little fete for her. I knew she was an amputee, but we had not met before. Some years before I had helped Carl find materials and equipment to upgrade the house for his sister’s special needs. Carl was now unusually unclear and mysterious about the birthday party. He just said I was to arrive at ten AM. before the big lunch on Saturday. I didn't understand Carl at all, but obeyed and arrived at his parents’ house as directed. Chapter 3 Could two almost losers be a lucky couple? Carl and his wife, Doris, had told me a lot about John, the now 50% partner in Carl's firm. His first wife cheated on him and he divorced her. His second marriage was unsuccessful, too and he broke some limbs on his wife’s lovers when he caught them together just two weeks after the wedding. He got three years in prison suspended for five years. His first wife got a restraining order against John so he couldn't ...

... see his two daughters at all. I was very sorry for him, especially for his being torn away from his children. Carl and my sister-in-law did not say much about me to John. He knew I lived at my parents’ and that due to an accident I was an amputee. It was nice of him to help my brother find the materials when my family transformed the house for my comfort and safety. On Wednesday my brother called to tell me that John was also invited to my party. "He'll be afraid of me! Why did you have to invite him?" I shrieked to Carl on the phone. "…Okay…I know you told him I’m an amputee, but he hasn’t even seen me before!" "Listen, darling…" "It’s such an awkward situation…honestly…how could you do this to me?" "Stop it, Sis. Don’t panic! I invited him for ten o’clock in the morning, when you would be cooking. You’ll be gliding and fluttering around pans and spices like an acrobatic fairy, like you always do, clouded by an irresistible smell of the yummiest..." I started giggling at once. My brother always knew how to tame me, "You bragged about me?" "That’s all it is about, yeah," he laughed heartily, and then his tone got more serious, "I am really proud of you, Wendy!" I gave up about John being there "All right, I’ll be in the kitchen and be the local spectacle then." We laughed a lot together. I was a little anxious, but I put on the sexiest kitchen dress to show what was left of my femininity. John told me later that my dress was the best choice to attract him to me. Generally, only ...