Emma, dressed in a pencil skirt and blouse, hobbled on her crutches toward my car. Her radiant smile was infectious, and it filled my heart. I was struck by the resilience with which she embraced life, during this AI experience in her full leg cast.
As she approached, she clearly moved effortlessly on her crutches, she looked like a pro. I opened the car door for her, she kissed my cheek, and carefully eased herself onto the seat, her leg cast extended in front of her.
Once she was settled, I placed her crutches in the back seat. I then took my place behind the wheel, ready for our shopping adventure. The prospect of finding the perfect gowns and dresses for our upcoming cruise was exciting.
As we drove through the city, Emma's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and I couldn't wait to see this tall and beautiful woman in those beautiful dresses that will make our cruise an unforgettable experience.
Our first stop was a boutique known for its elegant and unique gowns. I parked the car, and Emma, with my arm for support, hopped out of the car and positioned her crutches under her arms. Together, we walked into the boutique, the soft modern sound announced our arrival.
The boutique was one of Emma's favourites with gowns in every shade and style imaginable. Emma's eyes widened with delight as she took in the array of new choices. With determination in her step, she began to explore the racks, her crutches guiding her toward the dresses that caught her eye.
I watched in awe as she effortlessly balanced on one leg, carefully selecting dresses to try on. Her leg cast added a unique charm to her presence, and I couldn't help but fantasize about helping her undress and put on these dresses.
As Emma began to make her selections, she turned to me back on her crutches with a playful glint in her eyes.
"Lucas, I think it's only fair that you pick out a gown for me to try on that would look amazing with my long cast as well and totally please you."
I grinned at her suggestion, "my pleasure."
With a sense of purpose, I scoured the racks, searching for a gown that would compliment her beauty, our adventure and her recreational broken leg. Finally, I found it, wow, it was a stunning midnight blue dress with delicate lace that seemed tailor-made for Emma's long firm physique.
As I handed her the gown, her eyes lit up with anticipation. "You have great taste. Bring the dresses please."
She headed toward the dressing room swinging her leg cast between her crutches, and I waited outside, eager to see her in the dress.
"Hummm Lucas, could you help me zip down my skirt please." She asked.
When I walked in she dropped her crutches and leaned forward against the changing room wall. I slowly unzip her pencil skirt and slide it down her cast and leg. I moved the skirt past her casted foot. Before me I had her small waist and her attractive tight round butt.
She hopped and turned to face me, wearing only her long black cast and a smile. With both her hands on my shoulders she forced me down on my knee in front of her. I bent forwards and licked all around her panties that were so wet already and she moaned quietly. I brought her so close to her orgasm before smiling at her and walking out of the change room.
"You are so mean Lucas..." She said breathing hard...
Moments later, the curtain parted, and my sexy princess emerged in the gown, her smile radiant as she twirled slowly on her crutches to showcase its beauty.
The small and sexy dress hugged her tight ass and firm breasts, and the midnight blue accentuated her elegance against the black cast. I was speechless as I took in her beauty, and I couldn't help but admire the way her broken leg added to her unique charm.
"Wow, that dress was made for you,"
Emma's laughter echoed in the boutique, a joyful sound that made my heart soar. "I think you're right."
With that, we continued our shopping adventure, trying on gowns and dresses that would make our Caribbean cruise memorable. The day was filled with laughter, shared secrets, and moments of tenderness as she navigated the day on her crutches.
With our bags filled with dresses and gowns fit for a steamy cruise, we made our way back to the car. I helped Emma into her seat, ensuring her leg cast was comfortable. As I started the engine, I turned to her with a grin.
She leaned over, her lips brushing and kissing my cheek, and she whispered, "Get ready for a wild week."
I couldn't resist her anymore and I turned toward her, my arm slipping around her waist, pulling her closer against me. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, filled with promises of the unforgettable moments we were yet to share.
As our lips parted, I met Emma's gaze, and her eyes held some deep secrets.
After our shopping adventure, we decided to celebrate the day's success with a romantic dinner at one of Los Angeles' classic restaurants. The evening was warm, and as we strolled toward the restaurant, I stared at Emma's long leg cast exposed under her black cocktail dress and a 3 inch stiletto pump on her left foot completed the look.
The restaurant had a timeless charm, with soft candlelight casting a warm glow on the polished wooden tables. We were led to our table by a petite server with an air of sophistication and a little extra. She, too, had a cast, a walking cast on left leg with a red rubber heel that accentuated her limp ahead of us.
As we settled into our seats, the lovely young woman took Emma's crutches away and slid a space chair under her cast. Emma's curiosity got the better of her in about 5 minutes, and she couldn't resist asking our server about her cast.
"I couldn't help but notice your walking cast. How did you injure your leg?"
Our server smiled warmly, blushed and her eyes met Emma while her left hand rested on my girlfriend's black cast and toes to my complete surprise.
"Oh, it's a rather long story, but let's just say I had a bit of an adventure recently. It's a reminder to cherish bondage experiments when it goes great, don't you think?"
Emma nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with understanding extremely turned on by this petite woman's honesty and directness. "Absolutely. Look at my leg miss, sometimes, life surprises us in unexpected ways." She said and wink at the server.
I couldn't help but be intrigued by our server's story, and I found myself studying her casted leg and toes inside a small white sock discreetly. Her presence added an unexpected layer of fascination to our evening.
"It's interesting, isn't it? Hearing about her bondage adventure gone wrong and seeing her cast. It makes me appreciate the AI adventure we've embarked on." Emma said.
As we enjoyed our meal, the restaurant's ambience created an atmosphere of intimacy. During our conversation, our server gracefully limped from table to table, ensuring each guest had a delightful dining experience. However, as she walked by our table, the little white sock covering her toes on her walking cast slid off and fell to the floor. Emma, always attentive, didn't hesitate. She leaned down, picked up the sock, and extended it toward our server.
The young woman, grateful for Emma's kindness, smiled warmly and nodded her thanks. Again she surprised us when she lifted her broken ankle and gingerly positioned her walking cast on Emma's long black cast.
Emma carefully slipped the sock back onto our server's casted foot, their eyes met while her long fingers rubbed the young woman's toes, and there was an unspoken understanding between them.
Our server spoke softly, staring at my girlfriend. "Thank you."
Emma smiled in response.
As the server continued on her rounds, Emma's gaze returned to me, her eyes reflecting the shared connection she had just experienced with another sexy injured woman. I'm sure she could see lust and envy in my eyes.
With the night drawing to a close, I kept rubbing Emma exposed toes and looked ahead to our Caribbean cruise even more than I did already.
Part 6 to come
K
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