It’s Not A Handicap part 1

It’s Not A Handicap part 1

Joe drove a truck for a delivery company. He and his family moved into my neighborhood four years ago, right after Liz had her stroke, at the age of thirty-one. The stroke had left her right side paralyzed, at first, but with her determination and therapy, only her arm remained useless.

Their two daughters graduated, one last year and the other just a few months ago. Joe had depended on the girls to help with their blonde haired, brown eyed mother. Liz was a small woman, so either of them could help her get dressed, bathe, go shopping…whatever needed to be done.

Now they were both going off to college. As a ’goodbye’ celebration, the family hosted a big cookout, in their back yard, two doors down from my house. When I arrived, my cock hardened immediately. Both girls and Liz were wearing bikinis, as well as some of their friends.

The only clothes I had ever seen Liz wear, were blue jeans and shirts. —-“Mother fucker”, I thought to myself, “that little bitch looks better than most of the young cunts here, in spite of her limp arm and crooked leg. I gotta figure out a way to fuck that woman, no question about it.”—-

I’m sure many comments were made amongst the females that evening, about all the stiff dicks that were bulging in their swim trunks, especially when a man got out of the pool. How could you blame us, some of those bikinis became nearly transparent, when they were wet, too.

Finally, I got up enough nerve to say something to Joe, “I’m not sure I could handle three hot females, like that, around my house all the time. I’d be killing every fucking boy that drove up in front of the house, rather than let them touch one of my girls. Of course, I’ve never had any children, but I think boys would be a safer bet.”

I was careful not to make a comment about Liz, but Joe shot right back, “As much as I love fucking my wife, if I were a young man I’d be pounding Dee & Chris’ pussies every chance I could. I’m sure neither of them are still virgin, too. I know daddys aren’t supposed to think that way, but…well, you can see what I look at every day. The little shits still run around the house in their panties and t-shirt. Sometimes I wonder if they’re trying to get me to hit on them..it ain’t happenin’ though.”

He continued as Liz pulled her self up the pool ladder, and shook a little water off her awesome body, “Look at Liz, Don,” (he didn’t have to tell me, I was stripping her bathing suit off, in my mind, already) “Can you believe a thirty five year old woman still has tits that high and firm? Especially after all she’s been through? She says her arm and leg aren’t handicaps, they‘re just a couple of bumps, that make everything else work better. I can tell you this, since she’s taken that attitude, she likes sex better than we ever had it, before her stroke.”

When I looked at Joe, I could tell he was wanting to see what kind of reaction he would get from me. “Joe, all I’m gonna say is, that you’re a very lucky man. Liz is a beautiful woman, and if I were twenty years younger, I’d be working on becoming your son-in-law, with either of your girls.”

“Hell, Don, you think everybody here hasn’t noticed your hard-on? I don’t think marrying is on your mind, I think it’s fucking. You see the tall brunette, the one with the blue bathing suit? She’s one of Dee’s friends.