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“Can we stay in tonight? I do not feel like going out. I hope you are not too disappointed.”
“No, I am not disappointed at all. I just have to finish this call with T and then you and I can decide what we can do for a house date. Do you want to go for a swim in the meantime?”
She calls Anson up to watch me as I get in the pool. I can get in and out of the pool just fine, but they all worry about me. I don’t even bother with the water wheelchair; I just get in and begin to float on my back and watch the sky. I am damn near asleep I am so relaxed, but I realize that she is taking a really long time. Just as I am about to flip over to swim to the edge of the pool, she shows up. We make our way back down. Instead of heading to the bedroom, she takes me into the living room where it’s set up for date night. She has pillows on the floor and covered them with a blanket and also has a teepee set up with tea lights. There is a small table that has pizza and drinks on it. I maneuver myself on the floor and she sits next to me, and presses play on the remote. We eat pizza and half watch the show.
“Isn’t that the guy who plays superman just with white hair?” I ask as I tune in for a few seconds
“Yes, that’s him.”
I lay back on the pillows, close my eyes, and just relax. She turns the tv off.
“Get in the chair, Joseph.” I crack one eye, raise my eyebrow, and look at her.
“Get up and get in. Come on, you’re wasting time.”I do like she asked and next thing I know we are in the bathroom.
“Strip,” she says as she begins taking her clothes off too. “Will you stop staring at me and take your clothes off please?”
We get in the shower and the water feels amazing. She grabs my bodywash and begins to wash me. When I start to protest and tell her I can wash myself she tells me to shut up and let her pamper me, so I shut up. It feels amazing. I have never had a woman wash me before. She massages me as she washes me and once again, I’m about to fall asleep. I snap to full alertness when I could swear, I felt her washing my legs; it happened so fast, I think I imagined it. I wait for it to happen again, but it never does. And then I feel it, her hands in my hair. She’s washing my hair! Man, her fingers are magic. She massages my scalp as she washes every strand of hair on my head. She takes the detachable shower head and rinses it out and repeats. She puts the conditioner on and puts a plastic cap on my head. While waiting for the conditioner she lets me wash in the areas she didn’t, and she washes herself. After that she removes the cap, combs my hair, scratches my scalp and rinses it. She wraps my hair in a t-shirt, hands me a towel, and wraps one around herself too. Once we are in the bedroom, she slips on a moo moo and I put on boxers. I thought she was done with my hair but then she adds the leave-in and blow dries it. Is this why women love going to the salon? This is amazing. She massages my scalp, neck and shoulders before she parts and begins to braid my hair. This is the most erotic thing I have ever experienced. Braids done, she stands in front of me to admire her hard work and put something on my scalp. When she stretches to reach the back of my head, I grab her because I have had all I could take. I run my fingers in her hair at the base of the head, grip it in a fist and bring her mouth to mine. I kiss her mouth like I have been dying to do for weeks but it is not enough. I lift her and sit her on my lap, her legs hanging off either side of my wheelchair. I push up her moo moo and lift her to pull my boxers down. I look in her eyes waiting for her to tell me to stop, and when she kisses me instead, I sit her right on my dick. We both moan at the sensation. I vaguely register the music playing but I’d know Shelly FKA Dram anywhere and his song Exposure is the most appropriate song for what is happening between Joyce and me. She uses the arms of the chair as leverage to move on top of me as I lift her up and down on my cock. What we did before this meeting of our bodies and souls was pure physical gratification, but this is something different.
“Let go, Joyce.” She lets go and leans back as far as she can, and I remember the night we shared on the balcony.
“You feel amazing, Joy. My joy.”
“Oh god Solo, I missed you so much. I need you please, baby.”
“How’s your balance, baby?”
“Umm?”
“I won’t let anything happen to you. Do you trust me?”
“You know I do.”
“Stand up on the arms of the chair.” I help her stand up on the arms of my chair, hold one of her legs and tell her to put the other one over my shoulder.
“You scared, baby? Don’t run now. Get your leg up there and take what I’m trying to give you.” Once her leg is on my shoulder, I start to lick and suck on her pussy lips. They taste so sweet like pure honey and cane sugar. In this position she is wide open to me, and I take advantage of it. I suck on her clit gently, nibbling and flicking it with my tongue. I am holding her ass in my hands. I slip a hand lower and push my thumb in her pussy and fuck her with it as I suck hard on her clit. Her leg buckles as the orgasm hits her hard.
“Don’t give up on me, baby. Can you handle me, hairkoa?” I take her leg off my shoulder to help her stand on the arms again,
“Back up, baby,” I tell her, and she does until her ass is in my face. I reach a hand up and push her down, “Brace yourself on my legs, when she is bent over, I help her bring one leg and then the other up against my shoulders until we are in a 69 position.
“Let me feel that throat, baby.” And she does. She wastes no time swallowing my dick. Not to be outdone, I eat her pussy like it’s my last meal as I hold her securely around her waist. She comes again. I feel the tell-tale tingle in my lower back alerting me to my orgasm. I unlock my wheels using one hand and wheel us over to the bed.
“Get up there.”
I pull myself up on the bed, brace myself on the headboard as she sits back down on me. I kiss her again and begin to get angry because I can’t make love to her like I want to, but those thoughts come to a screeching halt when she swivels on my cock.
“Do that shit again!” I command and she does.
“Sit back and enjoy, baby,” she moans. But that is not my nature. No matter what, I am going to be an active participant. I use my arms to do what my bottom half cannot. I drop her on my dick over and over until she is gushing everywhere.
“Look what you did, hairkoa. We’ll have to sleep in the spare bedroom.” Her orgasm is coming, and she locks eyes with me as we fuck each other. A tear slips free from her eyes. And I kiss it away. Her orgasm slams into her again. “I love you,” she says as she collapses against my chest. When her words register, I come instantly and slump against the headboard.
“I love you too,” I tell her and fall asleep still inside her.
