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Chapter 2
They arrived at the shopping mall and as they didn’t have a parking permit for the handicap accessible spaces, Jake scoured the parking lot for a space on the end of the row, so he could let Babs out without fear of someone blocking the door. She found getting out of the car much easier than getting in and they were soon on their way to the entrance.
Babs needed to get some things that her character would wear and had a budget from the production company, but she was also self-conscious about what she was wearing at that moment. Everything for her lower half was too short, so jeans looked ridiculous when she tried them on, eventually realising that she didn’t have any longer skirts or dresses; she loved to show off her fabulous legs normally, so they were pretty exposed now with such a short dress on. Not that Jake was complaining, despite the wheelchair, her legs were looking great and he couldn’t wait to get her trying a few things on being the supportive and sensitive lover that he was.
Some hardcore shopping took place after that, with Jake suggesting lots of inappropriate things for her to wear and she trying her best not to laugh when he held up kinky underwear whilst she attempted to buy suits, smart shoes and regular clothes of the correct length. Jake was also very helpful though, especially when she needed to see something high up on a rack or shelf she couldn’t reach or when she wanted to try things on. She found the changing rooms were pretty good and most had handrails at least, though the mirrors weren’t always in the best position to get a good view and the turning space was a bit limited on occasion.
Despite this, Babs left the mall three hours later with Jake reduced to baggage handler.
Now Babs still hadn’t told Jake what she’d done, so when they were back at the house later and he started to get romantic after a quiet dinner and a glass of wine, she started to worry. Sooner or later he was going to find out and she wondered if now was a good time to break it to him or if she should try to fake it, I mean it wasn’t the first time she would have faked it, what girl hadn’t? And she was an actress after all. Besides he knew she was living it so to speak so her faking it wouldn’t matter, he would just chalk it up to her preparations for the role.
Babs told him she needed some time to get ready and took herself off to the bathroom, while he got himself comfy in the bed. She emptied the leg bag as she knew to do after her training and removed it from the catheter, clamping the tube up and then flushing the contents. She washed up and removed her make-up next. Finally she picked up a tube of lubricant, which she suspected would be necessary now she was paralysed for real.
Eventually she left the bathroom and approached the bed. Jake was lying near-naked on the bed, in just his boxers, clearly indicating what he was expecting. She was up for it, but was also nervous, wondering just how this would go.
“I am still in role remember, so this might not go how it normally does,” she warned him.
“I understand baby,” replied. “Now scoot your butt over here so we can get started.”
Jake flashed her his irresistible grin and she melted as always. Rolling up alongside the bed, Barbara transferred using a board as she had been shown. It was quite laborious but she enjoyed the challenge. Once she had got her seat across, she lifted her legs one at a time up after, crossing them at the ankle so she could roll over to face Jake.
“Wow, you are getting real good at that.”
She grinned, knowing she was in agreement but they both meant in different ways. Jake began by stroking her arm and they kissed. Eventually some time later, Jake tried to lift her top but he actually caused her to lose balance and she fell onto her back, however, this made it easier for him to take it and her bra off, by propping herself up on her elbows so he could raise it up to her armpits, then by lying back down so he could pull it off her shoulders and arms. She laid down, her top half naked but still wearing the short skirt below. He started to kiss a long line down from near her ear, across her neck, between her breasts to her waist. Jake saw her breath hitch at times, especially around her breasts so he went back up for more. Meanwhile, she teased his nipples and stroked his back as far as she could reach. All that time, her lower body remained still and flaccid. Jake had worked her into a bit of a quivering mess, when he left her breasts and moved lower again, but below the line of sensation that fell just above her waist.
“Jake, I can’t feel you touch me there, come back up here where you were before,” she pleaded with him, hungry for his touch where she could still feel.
He looked confused for a moment, but then remembered what she had said earlier. “Sorry, honey. Does that mean we can’t …?”
“No, just that I need you to help me more than before and I won’t be able to feel much.”
Jake wondered how she could control herself so much. There’s no way he could do it.
Babs wondered if she had said too much and if he was losing the desire, but he showed no lack of it at all as he continued to work away at her hypersensitive chest. With the other hand he worked to lower her skirt and panties, but he could only get them as far as her hips because her butt hadn’t shifted at all. He rolled to his side again, carrying her upper torso with him, so her hips followed and rolled over as well, allowing him to draw her clothes further over her hips. It didn’t take much longer to wriggle them over her butt, but he had to pause to get her panties off her legs. Taking his time, he lovingly caressed and then lifted her soft thigh until he could draw her panties down and off her ankle. Repeating the process with the left leg, he started to get into her acting by asking her about her disability.
“Your legs are so beautiful, even though they don’t work. Tell me what it feels like.”
Responding in kind, she replied honestly. “Its strange to see you holding my leg but I can’t feel it at all, it’s like your holding someone else’s even though I can see its mine.” He straightened out her legs now she was lying on her back and she could see exactly how aroused he was as the end of his throbbing member glistened slightly in anticipation of what was to come.
“I know this will be the first time since your accident, but I promise I won’t hurt you,” he whispered sweetly in her ear, stroking around her breasts and drawing a hiss of arousal from her. Before she even knew it, he was inside her, pulsing gently forwards. She could only feel the movement of her torso from her waist upwards moving on the bed in rhythm with his stroke; she felt nothing below at all. She grabbed his ass to make him pump harder, hoping she would be able to feel somehow, but there was nothing. He kissed her breasts as he moved, making her hiss in pleasure again. Realising that her boobs were causing the noises he wanted to hear from her he continued to both gain momentum for his rapidly approaching moment of bliss, he stroked and kissed and touched in a coordinated fashion so that the movement of their bodies was in time and eventually his dam burst. There was no ‘Eureka’ moment for Babs, instead just a pleasant warm fuzzy feeling inside her chest, but she shared it with Jake and he looked pleased at her. They curled up in bed after that with him spooning her and as he drifted off, his thoughts were of what an amazing actress his girlfriend was.
It was about three in the morning when Jake heard a thud and a muffled cry. Disoriented for a few moments, he realised the bed beside him was empty. Sitting up, the sheets slid down his torso and he looked around for the noise. He saw the back of Barbara’s head beside the bed; she must be on the floor.
“Babe, what’s going on?” He was confused and out of bed now. Padding round to find her lying, legs askew.
“I must have fallen out of bed.”
“Are you okay?”
“I think so, but I can’t get back up.”
Jake looked at her, suddenly realising that something wasn’t quite right. “Babe, what’s going on?”
She sighed. “I have something to tell you, but can you give me a lift back into the wheelchair first?”