This story is set in Richmond Kentucky. You look at the window. You are bent over your husband's desk in the den, and your long brown hair sways gently back and forth in rhythm with the black man who is taking you from behind. He is beautiful – tall, chiseled like a Greek god, with big powerful hands. Those big rough hands are the reason you finally gave in...
Prologue Janet Abbot was my first lover. She was, and is, my biggest fan and cheerleader as well. She was at my high school and college graduations. She was at my wedding. Nearly forty years have passed since I began my relationship with her and we still talk frequently. She is in her seventies and her health is slipping, but she’s still cheerful and fun. I...
Tim and I had been living selfish, self-centered lives for a long time. Yes, we had found sexual satisfaction and bliss in each other's arms, but what about the rest of the world? What about them? We looked around every day and saw bored, frustrated, unhappy men and women. We knew it was because they weren't getting off, but how could we help? After all, we...
At age 9, I contracted polio. At first I thought I was being punished for pretending to be crippled. For a year or so I had been using the slats from the bed and ace bandages to bind up my leg and walk around the house when no one was home. I had always been interested in people with disabilities. Never could understand why. When I left the hospital I was i...
Carol my lovely blond wife and I were masseurs with each of us only massaging clients of our own sex. This was until a terrible cycle accident crippled me from the waist down forcing me to give up work. We were so short of money the only way I could see to get enough was for Carol to take over some of my male clients. She was reluctant to do this at first,...
Ru Laredo found her commanding officer in Hannover's Officers cafeteria, nursing a fizzy drink. Sliding into a seat behind him she said, "I thought you didn't drink." "I don't. Alcohol makes me sick, not drunk. Besides I can be perfectly melancholy on my own." "You're not getting pre-battle jitters on us Captain?" she grinned. Aiden managed a grin of his o...
Dr. Lydia Martin's intercom buzzed. "Yes?" she said, still looking over a file she had begun. "Your new patient, Mr. Mullins, is here," said her receptionist and administrator, Barb. "The one referred by Dr. Jefferson." Lydia pushed herself up from her desk and stood behind it. "Send him in," she said, smoothing her skirt and adjusting her glasses. Moment...
This is my second story, I enjoy talking with other disabled people. Drop me a line. I will add to both stories later. When I was 9, I contracted Polio. When I left the hospital, I was in a wheelchair, both legs paralyzed. After a while, my right leg recovered about 80% but my left leg remained totally paralyzed from the hip/waist down. I was fitted with...
This narrative came to us as a hand written manuscript on yellowed and tattered sheets of paper. Its owner claimed it was submitted to London Life in 1937 but never published because it was a bit more explicit than even their standards allowed. We seriously doubt its authenticity but will let our readers judge for themselves. Authentic articles from London L...
I turned on the porch light and looked through the peep hole at who was ringing the doorbell at this hour. I immediately started laughing when I saw a man in a wheelchair and a tall woman, topless and with large breasts sitting with him. I unlocked the door and in rolled Dr. Jack and his wife April. They were both laughing also and asked if all the fun was o...