Tuesday, May 14, 2024
Jessica then and now, conclusion
Jessica then and now
Conclusion
Liam and Emily were waiting at the doorstep, their faces lighting up with smiles as they saw me approaching. "Jess, you made it!" Emily exclaimed, rushing forward to give me a careful hug, her broken arm against my back, mindful of my broken legs.
I nodded, returning with a smile, but my gaze was drawn to Liam in his wheelchair. Both of his lower legs were in casts, a sight that took me by surprise. He looked so sexy, in his wheelchair with 2 broken legs.
"Liam, I had no idea," I said, my voice filled with genuine surprise and admiration. "You guys look... incredible, despite everything."
Liam smiled warmly, "It's been a painful jump the last one, but I'm managing," he replied, his tone upbeat despite the challenges he faced.
Together, the three of us made our way into the house, Emily's broken arm was now in a short cast without the need for a sling.
We spent the day catching up, sharing stories, and laughing together, the camaraderie and friendship lifting my spirits like nothing else could. Despite the challenges posed by our injuries, our life was beautiful in its own right.
As we settled into the comfort of Liam and Emily's home, surrounded by warmth and familiarity, I couldn't shake off the mixed emotions swirling within me. The sight of Liam in his wheelchair, strong yet vulnerable. Emily's recovery from her broken arm, and here I was, navigating life with two long leg casts and crutches.
As I prepared to leave, Liam wheeled closer to me, a thoughtful expression on his face. He leaned in and kissed my cheek gently, a silent gesture that spoke volumes about our bond.
"Jessica," he began softly, his eyes meeting mine, "I've know about the affair you had with Emily."
I hadn't expected this confession, especially not now, in the midst of our shared moments of camaraderie.
"Liam, how long have you known?"
"For a while now, since the last 2 or 3 times we travelled. Emily confided in me, and I could see the way you both looked at each other, the unspoken connection between you since high school."
My cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and vulnerability. "I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt anyone," I murmured, feeling a weight of guilt settle over me.
"We've all made mistakes, Jess. What matters is how we move forward or backward from here." As we pulled apart, Liam's eyes stared at my broken legs, a mixture of love and concern reflected in his expression.
"I'm so grateful that you're okay, that you can walk again" he whispered, his hands gently rubbing the casts of my broken legs and then he kissed me on the lips and it happened again, I travelled back in time but to a different time.
My heart raced as I looked around, taking in the new surroundings. I was back in 1985, surrounded by the familiar faces of my high school friends and classmates. The sounds of Madonna's "Like a Virgin" playing in the background added to the nostalgic atmosphere.
I totally embraced the style of Madonna, channelling her iconic look, I was wearing a tight skirt that hugged my curves and a fitted blouse that accentuated my breasts. The blouse had a plunging neckline, adding a touch of drama to my outfit just like Emily liked. My high-heeled boots clicked against the floor as I moved... Here comes Jessica.
As I glanced around, I noticed Emily, my Emily approaching us, her cheerleading uniform and another badly sprained ankle catching my eye. She smiled warmly at me, her crutches tapping against the ground with each step. I remembered then that I came so close to break her ankle this time...
Her ankle was in a lightweight air cast that provided support and protection. The ace bandages had been coloured in a shade of purple to match her cheerleading uniform. The bandages wrapped her foot, ankle and lower leg, creating a secure fit and a very sexy look. She was totally yummy. My super strong and athletic girlfriend was injured and on crutches.
The best...
"Jessica! It's so good to see you here at the party. How have you been? How was it this time?"
I returned her smile, feeling a sense of comfort in her presence. "Emily, I'm doing good now that I'm with you! How about you? How's the ankle?"
Supported by wooden crutches and despite the injury, her bright smile and positive attitude remained undeterred. "It's OK, I'm told three more week and I will be off the crutches, you almost did it this time"
"That's good. I've missed you so much!"
"This party brings back so many memories!"
"Yeah, it's crazy to see everyone again,"
As we chatted more, she leaned in closer and whispered, "Do you think we'll ever be able to go back to the future again?"
I leaned in closer and kissed her gently on the cheek, "Don't worry, Em all I need is you"
"But hey, I can't dance with this grade 3 sprained ankle, totally non weight bearing...again.... So you'll support me?"
I nodded and grinned, looking at her sexy legs and sprained ankle.
"Sure thing!" I exclaimed, "Let's dance."
As we moved to the center of the dance floor, Emily on her crutches, she dropped them and leaned on me for support. We began to sway, her knee bent keeping her ankle elevated.
"Can you stand on it at all"
"NO"
"Yes you can baby...do it for me"
As she did, the energy was electric that shot up and down her ankle and leg, and I felt a surge of sexual attraction from her as we danced together. She was relying on me for support. Her air cast brushed against my leg, and she would occasionally shift her weight slightly, adjusting to our height difference.
As the music changed to a slow tempo, Emily and I paused for a moment, our eyes locked in an intense gaze. I took her hand in mine as we stood there, swaying gently to the beat of the music. Our breaths mingled together as we stepped closer, and I leaned in, pressing my lips to hers in a soft and sweet kiss.
Our tongues danced in a sensual and intimate embrace, drawing us closer together. The taste of her lips, the warmth of her breath, and the sound of her quiet moans filled my senses, making me feel alive and in the moment when she rubbed her wrapped ankle and lower leg against mine.
"Jess, there's something important I need to tell you..."
"What is it?" I asked, feeling a knot of anxiety in my stomach.
"I'm pregnant..." she said softly.
"Pregnant? But how...when?"
"It's Liam's..." she replied, her eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and hope.
"I know this is a lot to take in, but I need to tell you and want you to be a part of this. I want you to be part of my life, of our life..." Tears welled up in my eyes as I listened to her words, and I reached out to hold her hand.
"I...I don't know what to say...I love you Em" I finally managed to say
Our bodies pressed together as we shared a deep and emotional kiss. Our tongues tangled in a sensual dance, and my heart swelled with love and desire.
The end
K
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Jessica then and now chapter 9
Jessica then and now
Chapter 9
1990's
I woke up to a sharp, throbbing pain that surged through my body, instantly alerting me to my new reality. Opening my eyes, I found myself in my hospital room again, but something was off. My legs were in long leg casts, suspended in the air by a system of pulleys attached to the bed. Panic gripped me momentarily as I tried to make sense of the situation.
"Where am I?" My voice sounded hoarse, unfamiliar to my ears in this moment of confusion. Looking around, I recognized the familiar surroundings of my hospital room, yet everything felt surreal, like a dream I couldn't shake off.
Memories flooded back, the fall, the accident, and the fractures that changed the course of my life. But now, here I was, back in time, the pain in my legs was real, a stark reminder of the consequences of tampering with time travel. As I lay there, grappling with the mix of relief and apprehension, a surge of determination coursed through me. This was my chance, my latest opportunity to rewrite history, to reclaim what was lost.
Despite the pain, despite the uncertainty, I knew deep down that I had to do this. "I can do this," I whispered to myself. To my surprise, Emily walked into the room, her broken right arm in a long cast and sitting in a sling, a look of concern on her face.
"Jessica, you have to stop trying back and forth to time travel" she exclaimed, her voice urgent as she approached my bed. I turned to her, my heart racing with anticipation. "Am I paralyzed this time?" I blurted out, the fear evident in my voice.
Emily shook her head gently, her eyes conveying reassurance. "No, but your legs are badly broken," she replied, her tone soothing yet matter-of-fact. "You need to rest and let the doctors take care of you. No time travelling until your legs heal "
Her words sank in, a wave of relief washing over me despite the severity of my injuries. "Thank goodness," I whispered, grateful for the clarity amid the confusion of the situation.
As Emily helped adjust my position on the bed, I couldn't help but feel a surge of love and appreciation for my best friend.
"Emily," I began, my voice filled with concern as I glanced at her broken arm, "what happened to your arm?"
She sighed softly, a hint of weariness in her eyes. "You don't remember obviously what you did to me... then just a clumsy accident," my poor friend, I touch her broken arm, she looks so sweet with that sling.
"Stop... I'll be fine; it's nothing compared to what you're going through with your shattered long legs."
I nodded, grateful for her attempt to lighten the mood. "I hope you're not in too much pain," I said, genuine worry in my tone.
"It's manageable," she reassured me, patting my hand gently. "But enough about me. How are you feeling?"
I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts amidst the whirlwind of emotions. "I'm sore, but I think I'll be okay, plus being in pain means sensation in my legs, no paralysis" I replied, trying to sound more optimistic than I felt.
"I haven't seen Liam since we came back from the future," I said.
"He's been busy with his research and trying to figure out what went wrong with your latest time travel."
I nodded, understanding the gravity of our situation. "Do you think he'll be able to fix it? Or should I stay here?"
"I hope so. Liam is determined and resourceful. If anyone can figure it out, it's him."
"I miss him," I admitted, surprised by the depth of my feelings. "I didn't realize how much until now."
Emily gave me a sympathetic smile. "It's natural to feel that way, especially when you're going through a difficult time. Keep in mind that in this version of your past I'm married with Liam"
"Wow really, I just wish both of you lots of happiness."
"Thank you Jess, I'm sure he will visit you soon," Emily suggested, trying to offer comfort. "In the meantime, focus on your recovery. We'll get through this together." Her words were reassuring, and I felt a sense of determination wash over me. I was so happy for her.
Emily suddenly climbed onto the bed with me, surprising me as her presence was reassuring and conflicting. I couldn't help but feel a surge of sexual desire as her closeness and warmth felt so intoxicating. It was as if she knew what I was feeling and wanted to give me comfort. Her soft body pressing against mine as she kissed me in a passionate and erotic way.
Then she climbed over my broken right leg, she sensually rubbed herself against the rough surface of my cast. I moaned in pain... our bodies were close... our breath shallow. The hand portion of her cast roamed all over my body, exploring the curves of my breasts as I let out whispers and sighs that signalled my sexual pleasure.
The tension and pressure against my cast and broken leg continued to build, the passion rising to a feverish pitch. She was on top of me, her body moving over mine in rhythmic motion as I felt her breath become heated and her movements more intense. She slid her broken arm, her hard cast between my legs, fingers sliding inside of me.
Our bodies became a tangle as we explored each other's bodies, finding a connection that transcended time travel and marriage. Broken limbs were a maze of pleasure, our touches and moves becoming more frantic as we approached the brink of climax. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming, and we held on to each other tightly as we reached our orgasm loudly.
Weeks later I set out to visit my two best friends... husband and wife...Liam and Emily. I felt so bad that we had sex. The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over everything, lifting my spirits despite facing what I had done.
Don't get me wrong, I loved being on crutches and in a leg cast but the discomfort of my injuries, with two long leg walking casts supporting my broken legs and crutches aiding my steps, was a very different experience. As I arrived at Liam and Emily's place, I couldn't help but marvel at the familiar surroundings that now look different through the lens of my new leap in the back. The ramp for my old wheelchair was still there.
I felt a surge of anticipation mingled with worries not knowing how much she shared with Liam. With my two long leg casts and crutches in hand, I carefully got myself out of the taxi, making sure to keep my balance despite the added weight and bulk of the casts. The rubber heels of my casts thumped against the pavement as I took my first steps, a familiar rhythm that echoed my determination to push forward. With each step, I could feel the support of the crutches swinging both long casts at the same time, allowing me to move with a surprising amount of grace and control.
Liam and Emily were waiting at the doorstep, to my surprise I was shocked to see...
Conclusion to come
K
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