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Wheels 2
Learning to Swim
By
Jan
After Ester left I had a lot of things to work out. What do I do when I drop my keys? What do I do when I turn my chair over? One by one I solved them and I was building a new life. Some old friends that had processed to be there for me slowly drifted away. The superficial ones were no loss and actually I didn't miss them. Some of the close ones that could not accept that I was in a chair and my presence made them uncomfortable hurt me that they avoided my eyes when we ran into each other at the stores or shopping.
I needed to get some exercise so I joined the local YWCA. I figured that I could swim with my arms. I checked out that on Tuesdays and Thursdays they opened the pool to nude swimming. I figured that I could handle that. I would not have to change to a swimsuit and then change back into street clothes after the swim.
I rolled my way back into the changing room for the pool and got a basket for my clothes. I found a place to change and took my clothes off. Then I rolled my way to the shelf for locking up the basket. With my towel over my shoulder I rolled into the indoor pool. It smelled of chlorine. I worked my way to the shallow end of the pool.
There were about 20 or so people in the pool. . There were a few young women. Most of the women were middle- aged women. Some of them had their daughters and granddaughters with them. The lifeguard was a majestic woman in her early twenties. The only way I could tell she was the lifeguard was the chrome whistle hanging around her neck from a chrome chain. Her body was strong looking. Not too dark because she works indoors. She had long lean muscles. Her breasts were a nice C-cup size and her hair was dark brown. The sun or the chlorine bleached streaks in her hair. Her pubis was charming it looked like she combed it. She only smiled at me as I locked the wheels of my chair.
My wheel chair drew some attention, from every one. I lay the towel over the back of my chair. Then I took my feet off the footrests and folded the rests back. With my feet on the concrete decking I lifted my body up and just pushed off so that I fell into the water. I came up and rolled over onto my back. I started swimming the backstroke back and forth across the pool. When I felt comfortable with myself I rolled over and stared swimming with a free style stroke. I was out of shape and soon had to hang onto the gutter to rest.
The lifeguard came over and squatted down and asked me how long I had been in the chair. I told her for about a year now. That led to me having to explain how I broke my back. She told me her name was Barbara. Then she told me to let her know if I needed help. I thanked her telling her my name was Shirley and went back to swimming. I knew that if I didn't push myself I would not get stronger.
Slowly the pool emptied until I was the only one left in the water. I didn't realize how tired I was until I tried to pull myself out of the pool. I finally made a swimming stroke to build up speed so that when I reached for the top of the deck I could lift myself high enough to get myself out over the lip to the waist.
I rolled over into a sitting position. Then I pulled the chair close to me and lifted my body up and into the seat. I bent over and put my feet on the footrests. Then picked up my towel and dried my hair and upper body. I wheeled myself into the dressing room and then it struck me that I would have a hard time taking a shower without getting my chair wet.
The lifeguard was picking up discarded towels that the ladies had casually tossed onto wooded benches as they left. She saw me sitting there trying to figure out how I was going to wash the chlorine off my body.
She came over and said it is a bitch isn't it. Why don't you join me in the lifeguard's shower? So she wheeled me into the back dressing room. She wheeled me into the shower and brought in a wooden chair with us. I removed one armrest and slid onto the chair. She moved my chair out into the dressing room and turned on the water. I washed myself off and rinsed off. I dried myself and she brought back my chair.
I wheeled myself back to the dressing room and got my clothes and dressed. By the time I was dressed the lifeguard came out and walked me to my car. I slide out of the chair and into the driver's seat. Then I folded up the chair and put it in the back seat. Barbara checked out the controls that allowed me to drive my car with hand controls. She wished me a good evening and she went her way.
On Thursday after my swim and everyone was gone Barbara pushed me into the lifeguard's shower. There was aluminum chair under a showerhead. The head had been replaced with a hand held Water Pick shower massager.
I was almost in tears as I thanked her for being so thoughtful. I insisted on being allowed to repay her for the expense. Barbara told me that it was unnecessary. If I had to do anything I could buy dinner sometime. So I insisted to taking her to dinner tonight.
We drove to nice restaurant and we had a nice dinner. Then I insisted that dinner was not enough to repay her thoughtfulness. She told me just being friends was payment enough.
As the weeks passed we really did become friends. We joked with each other. When everyone was gone, she would join me for a swim. What she was doing was pacing me forcing me to swim faster. Just fast enough to increase my endurance. We would have dinner regularly together.
It was a natural development that we started planning evenings at the movies or something like that. She was spending more time at my house and we fixed dinner together. Then we would talk awhile or play cards or watch movies.
Our kissing good bye became natural. But one night I kissed her on the mouth with more than a little passion. Barbara did not recoil from my kiss. She wet her lips and returned my kiss with equal ardor.
That was my cue and I took it. I felt her warm breast with my hand. She took hold of my hand at the wrist with both hands. I was scared that I had misread her response and was about to rebuff me.
On the contrary Barbara placed my hand inside her blouse on her sports bra. I felt the blood pulsing through the flesh and her nipple got harder. Barbara walked behind me and wheeled my chair to my bedroom.
She undressed me and helped me get onto the bed. Then she did a striptease for me. I sat there on the bed playing with my nipples. I could feel my nipples get hard.
Barbara stood in front of me and kneeled in front of me so she could kiss me. She sucked my breasts until I thought I could not stand anymore attention. Then she kissed her way down my body. I flopped back as she kissed my pussy. She held my lifeless legs wide open and she kissed my cunt. I could not feel it but I could smell the cunt juices waft to my nose. I put my elbows on the bed to lift my upper body enough to see her face as she sucked my cunt. Then without warning I started peeing on her face. Barbara was so sweet she just wiped her face and licked her lips clean of the salty ammonia urine. I was so mortified that I begged her forgiveness.
Barbara laughed and said some people enjoy water sports. I don't think I am one of them but as a change of pace I am happy to try anything one time. As she chuckled.
Then Barbara moved me on the bed so that I was in the middle of the bed. Then she lay by me and fed me her big breasts one at a time. I sucked her like this might be the last time that I would ever get a chance to suck a tit. Then Barbara moved to the headboard so that she was sitting on my pillow. I rolled over and pulled myself up so that she could sit with her legs bent and spread wide open. She looked like an obscene accouter of a Queen before me. I put my face in the dark hair like as slave begging forgiveness from my Queen.
I sucked her with every thing I could put into it. I wanted to make her cum like she had never cum before in her life. Poor Barbara didn't have a chance. She was banging her head on the headboard and rubbing her cunt against my mouth. I wet my index finger in my mouth and toyed with her anus. Her sphincter relaxed and my finger went in all the way up to my fist. I could actually feel my finger with my tongue. Barbara did cum and my effort was rewarded with her juices all over my face.
I was so pleased with myself that I had satisfied her so much. I rolled over to rest and Barbara scooted down to lay next to me. She kissed my mouth and licked her juices from my face.
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