One Thursday afternoon after work I got a little pop up on my phone. It was a friend request from someone on Facebook. And to my surprise and excitement, it was Julie.
Julie and I were close friends throughout high school. She was my high school prom date and my study buddy through the first year of college before she transferred to another school and we lost touch shortly thereafter. These were the days before Facebook and other social media and not everyone had email. We had met and gotten to know each other just as my disability got hold of me at around 16 years old. I have muscular dystrophy, which severely affects the strength in my arms and legs, and this was around the time when I started to use a motorized wheelchair to get around. She was always a really nice and caring person. She never seemed uncomfortable around me and really didn't care if people stared at us when we hung out at school or at the mall.
We chatted back and forth on Facebook and she told me she was in town visiting her parents for the weekend. We decided to get together and have lunch on Friday during my lunch hour. It was easy for me since I work from home and there are some restaurants nearby.
After waiting for about 15 minutes at the restaurant I looked up and there she was. I couldn't believe my eyes and I quickly remembered why I had such a big crush on her. That's right. I had a crush on her and I never told her. Although from time to time I suspected she might have known. Being a very shy individual myself I was never able to bring myself to tell her.
She had dark shoulder length hair with beautiful light olive skin. Her heart-shaped face had brown eyes and was accompanied with a beauty mark on her left cheek that was very easy on my eyes. Her voice was cheerful and caring with a subtle sexiness to it.
After we had lunch we decided to hang out that evening at a local Dave and Buster's arcade. We loved to play games in high school so those adult arcades was a perfect place to hang out.
I have my own minivan for transportation but I don't drive it. I usually have someone else strap me in the vehicle and drive me. This is something she did when I was in high school and without skipping a beat she knew the drill just like before.
It was around 1am when we decided we had enough games for the night. We decided to come back to my house. I live with my parents but I built a small apartment in the back of the property fully equipped with a small kitchen, my work area, a bathroom and my bedroom with a full size bed.
We chatted over a couple glasses of wine in my little apartment for about an hour.
"It's getting late and my parents house is across town. I really don't feel like driving out there this late," said Julie.
"You can stay here if you'd like." I said "All I have is that small couch though. We can dress it up with a bedspread and make it soft."
"Okay," Julie said with a smile.
We got some of my extra bedspreads from my closet and made a makeshift bed for her.
"So who's going to put you to bed?" asked Julie.
"Usually my folks but they are already asleep," I said.
"Well I'll put you to bed," Julie said with a smile.
I have a motorized sling to get me out of my chair and into my bed. I showed her how to use the sling to get me into bed and in no time I was laying on my back in my bed.
"Now I know you don't sleep fully clothed. Do you wear pajamas or do you sleep in the nude?" Julie said with a seductive voice and smile, "and be honest!"
"Well honestly I usually sleep just wearing a t-shirt. But I won't make you take my pants off," I said with a nervous yet excited voice.
"Well you really don't have a choice now do you. I can take your pants off if I want to and there's nothing you can do about it." said Julie.
She went to the closet and pulled out my Metallica: Ride the Lightning t-shirt which just so happens to be the one I sleep with. She took off the shirt I was wearing for the night out and put on the t-shirt. She took off my shoes and socks. She then slowly unzipped my pants and pull them down to my ankles and threw them off to the side. She slowly pulled my underwear down my legs.
There I was laying on my bed exposing myself to the girl I've had a crush on since high school. My heart was pounding with excitement but then I figured she was just trying to help. She pulled the covers up over me and asked "How do you usually sleep? On your back or on your side?"
"I sleep on my right side." I said.