Adele's Friends .com chapter 6

 Adele's Friends.com

Chapter 6

In the wake of my enchanting evening with Steve, I met with my two partners and we found ourselves reflecting on the success of our inaugural venture. Gathered in our downtown Montreal office, we marvelled at how our unconventional companionship service had taken flight.

"It exceeded all expectations," Sarah remarked, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

"The discreet email campaign was a stroke of genius, Adele. Steve was not just a client; he was an experience, a connection that went beyond the ordinary."

I smiled, appreciating the sentiment. "It's all about creating moments that linger, something more profound than a simple encounter. Our approach, the attention to detail, it all played a role in making it a success."

Jake, always the pragmatic thinker, added, "And the feedback from Steve was overwhelmingly positive. He mentioned the mystery and the sophistication in our approach and it seems we struck the right chord."

As we sipped celebratory coffee, the conversation shifted to the upcoming venture with Melinda.

"The key is maintaining complete discretion," Jake noted, eyes focused on the business plans scattered across the table. "We've set a high standard with our first client, and now it's about sustaining that excellence. Also we need to address the elephant in the room with this second request". We all agreed.

Subject: A Unique Encounter
Dear Adele's Friends.com,
I hope this message finds you well. My name is Melinda, and I'm a psychology teacher at the master degree level, seeking a rather unconventional experience. I've heard about your discreet and sophisticated companionship service and believe you might be able to help me fulfill a unique sexual fantasy / Fetish I request.

As part of my academic pursuits, I often find myself fascinated by the intricacies of human connections and the psychology of sexual desire. Over the years, a particular scenario has captured my imagination, a chance encounter with a student of mine, a college, mature athlete dealing with the last few weeks of a broken ankle in a short leg walking cast, gracefully navigating with her crutches.

I'm reaching out to you with the hope that you can orchestrate this sensual meeting for me. The idea is to create a moment that is close to ordinary and part of day to day events while pushing all my sexual attractions.

I'm sure you understand the risk even between mature women. I'm confident that if anyone can bring this vision to life, it's you. I'm open to any suggestions and guidance you may have in making this experience as authentic and enchanting as possible.

I'm looking forward to exploring this unconventional journey with you.
Best regards,
Melinda

We were gathered around a sleek, glass-topped table strewn with paperwork and coffee cups. Our brainstorming session was stuck on one thing and one thing only...can we be part of a teacher and student sexual relationship... as we delved into the request from Melinda.

"So, the latest request is from Melinda, a psychology college teacher," Jake began, scrolling through the details on his tablet. "She's looking to meet a college athlete in a short leg walking cast, partial weight bearing and using crutches."

Jake leaned forward, his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as he interjected with a thoughtful suggestion. "To navigate the teacher-student scenario delicately, we must establish clear boundaries. One key aspect is to ensure that the student and teacher don't receive any school-related advantage or influence from their relationship."

Sarah and I exchanged approving glances, acknowledging the importance of this distinction. Jake continued, "We can set the stage by establishing a mature, 18-year-old minimum age for the 'student' character. This ensures that the encounter is consensual and free from any legal concerns."

Nodding in agreement, I added, "Absolutely, Jake. It's crucial that we approach this scenario with sensitivity and responsibility. Melinda's fantasy should unfold within the realm of both of the concerns you mentioned"

I exchanged glances with Sarah, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Given that my arm is now out of the cast, I could be a great fit for this. I could play a 19 year old injured cheerleader easily. I could pass for a 16 year old if I wanted to but I won't, " she said, a hint of excitement in her voice.

I nodded in agreement, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place.

"Absolutely, Sarah. Your athletic background and charm would make this encounter memorable for Melinda. I would love to be in her place. What do you think, Jake?"

Jake, ever the analytical mind, considered the match. "You are a perfect fit Sarah. I remember when we were in high school and you broke your foot. You were so... never mind...We can arrange the meeting after one of Melinda's classes, ensuring a casual and unexpected encounter."

With a unanimous decision, we set the plan into motion. I would contact Dr. Brad Jones, a good friend of mine with whom I had special benefits. He would gladly apply the short leg walking cast to Sarah's beautiful leg. Sarah would be able to create a unique connection to please Melinda's sexual desire, circumstance, and uniqueness of her request. The stage was set for Sarah to step into the role of the college athlete, bridging the gap between fantasy and reality in a way only us would and could do.

After a thoughtful conversation with Dr. Brad, I was happy he accepted my request to apply the cast on Sarah's leg with only one special request, and I decided to surprise him at his office.

I decided on a casual look. I slipped into a pair of well-fitted jeans that accentuated my figure and paired them with a crisp, white blouse. I went for charm, emphasising comfort while leaving room for curiosity.

To add a playful touch knowing his request, I wore a single running shoe on my left foot, the laces loosely tied, and a sock on my right. The asymmetry added a hint of intrigue, a visual cue that something out of the ordinary was about to unfold.

With my heart pounding with anticipation, I grabbed my underarm crutches. The soft thud of my crutches tips echoed through the hallway as I made my way to Dr. Brad's office, each step a deliberate move in this carefully choreographed surprise but I was in for a surprise.

The first person I encountered was his lovely secretary, a welcoming presence in the reception area. A friendly smile played on her lips as she wheeled around her desk to greet me.

"OMG, Adele, not again, what did you do this time?" she inquired, her tone warm and inviting.

"Well what happened to you?" I stared at her broken legs, both her lower legs were in white cast. I couldn't see her toes, she was wearing socks on both perfectly formed casts.

"Skydiving accident, I knew one day something could happen. I broke both my ankles" She smiled in my direction looking at my right foot.

I returned the smile, imagining this lovely woman, on my bed with these leg casts. "It's nothing serious like you, I rolled my ankle earlier, and I'm afraid it might be a sprain, or stress fracture. I was hoping Dr. Brad could take a look and provide his expert evaluation."

Her eyes conveyed understanding, and she rolled behind her desk, she quickly picked up the phone to inform Dr. Brad about my unexpected visit. I settled into a chair holding my crutches and crossing my legs at the ankles.

I knew what was coming next, I knew what Brad's special request was...

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Chapter 7 to come
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