Rehabilitation

"I will if that is what you want," Paul replied as he loosened his grip on her.

"No!" Leah exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his neck in panic. His action had clearly surprised her. The kiss was an unexpected distraction from her own worries and fears about being in the water.

"Please don't let me go," her voice sounded calmer already as she realised he wouldn't just drop her. Looking into his eyes she realised he was being sincere about feeling anxious. Of course he was nervous about this just as much as she was, be it for different reasons. "I could get you fired over that," Leah said, her voice not more than a whisper now.

"I'm fully aware of that," Paul answered. Looking composed as always and keeping his eyes locked with hers, "but you wouldn't..." Even though he was convinced she wasn't going to cause him any trouble over it, he wished he could read her mind. Had the kiss just been unexpected or was it completely unwanted? That he wasn't sure about.

Paul had always been somewhat clumsy around people, always trying his best to please them and avoid any form of confrontation or drama. That's why he preferred kids over adults. They would call him mean for making them hurt or work hard. He would then reward them with sweets after the therapy session and in return get a 'thank you' and a smile or hug even. Simple and uncomplicated.

With Leah it was a whole other story. She was stubborn and distant, almost as if she was scared of opening up to anybody. All the sugar in the world wouldn't be enough to make her even mutter a 'thank you'. For some reason that was what made her so appealing to him. The more she tried to push people away, the more Paul wanted to pry and get close to her.

He had dreams about her. Sexual dreams in which she was nothing but willing to please and be pleased. They messed with his mind and every now and then literally gave him a hard time whilst working with her.

Being this close to her in the warm water made him feel nervous and insecure. Even though she was wearing a tight fitting bathing suit that showed off her curves he was able to calm his thoughts and focus at first. But as he noticed the goose bumps on her skin his eyes started to wander. Soon enough he found himself biting his lip briefly as he saw the stiff nipples poking the wet lycra of her bathing suit. A deep breath helped focussing again but when she had hugged herself closer against his chest he was lost and couldn't fight his urges any longer and kissed her.

"I'm sorry if I startled you," Paul said, not wanting to apologise for the kiss itself, "that was very unprofessional of me."

Leah raised an eyebrow at his words and looked at him with a confused expression on her face, "Is that everything you have to say?! Do you treat all your patients like this?"

"What? No!" his raised voice echoed in the room as Paul carried Leah out of the water again. Without another word he placed her back in the wheelchair, picked up the towels and threw one towards Leah. She quickly pulled the soft fabric and covered herself while looking up at Paul. She knew she had to say something, he would stay quiet for sure, but hesitated for a moment.

"Paul...I eh...," Leah started, "I'm sorry for overreacting. You caught me off guard." She looked at his face, hoping he would look back but he was staring at the floor while shaking his head lightly.

"You're not the one that has to say sorry, I overstepped and I'm sorry for that," Paul replied, finally raising his head so their eyes met. He tried to smile at her hoping she would accept the apology. He noticed her biting her lip and squeezing the towel around her body. Was she still upset?

Out of nowhere her face changed and Leah started laughing. "You're such a silly guy," she giggled, as she let go of the towel she was clutching. Leah watched him as he blushed, nervously running his fingers through his wet hair. "Shall we try again?" she asked while pointing towards the pool.

Paul smiled and sighed a relieved sigh. "Yes, let's do that," he replied gratefully and as if nothing had happened lifted her from her wheelchair and carried her into the water again.

To any spectators what followed would have looked like a normal therapy session between a therapist and his patient. But both of them were very aware of the physical contact and every light touch between them. After half an hour in the water Leah was exhausted and Paul knew it was enough for the day. By the time he had placed her back into her chair and wrapped the towel around her shoulders Leah's mother walked in.

As always she ignored Leah and walked up to Paul, "So, how is the new therapy?" She had made it a habit to ask him instead of her own daughter. Paul quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled it down over his head before turning towards Leah, hoping she wouldn't tell on him.

"It was fine," Leah interrupted, "but it's not a miracle treatment, Mum. I just need more time to...more time to..." she stuttered.

"More time to get comfortable with it," Paul quickly added as he winked at Leah, making her blush.

"Well, we're not going anywhere, right?" Leah's mother joked at her daughter. Way too busy with gathering Leah's belongings to be aware of anything going on between the two. She pushed the wheelchair towards the changing rooms so she could help her daughter change.

"See you tomorrow Leah," Paul called after them as he watched them leave.

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That evening at the dinner table Leah was deep in thoughts as her mother looked at her."What's wrong with you today?" her mum asked as Leah thoughtlessly played with her fork, "I made your favourite meal and all you do is push it around on your plate."

Leah looked up in shock, blushing as mum's voice brought her back to reality. "I'm sorry, Mum..." she apologised, "I'm really tired from the pool." She put the fork down and pushed herself away from the table, "I think I need an early night. Will you please help me?"

"Of course, my darling," her mum smiled and leaned in to place a kiss on top of her head. She stood up, took her daughter to her room and helped her get ready for bed.

"Good night," Leah sighed as her mum turned off the lights, "I love you."

"And I love you my sweetheart," mum replied before closing the bedroom door behind her.

Leah was lying awake for longer than she thought she would. Feeling somewhat restless no matter how exhausted she was. Her legs were sore but it was a good pain because that meant they had been getting some training today. It wasn't the pain that kept her awake. Her mind was busy and thoughts were racing through her head.

More sleepless minutes passed until she decided to pick up her phone. Scrolling down her list of contacts she started typing a message and without any hesitation pushed the send button. '

We need to talk about today.

' Simple and short, nothing more was needed. She placed the phone back on the night stand and told herself she would check for a reply in the morning.

Leah sighed a deep sigh, struggling not to pick up the phone she had placed on the night stand only minutes ago. She wondered if the message had been sent properly and decided to check just to be sure. That would definitely settle her mind and allow her to fall asleep.

She unlocked the phone and saw the message had been sent and delivered. The screen also showed Paul had been online and most likely saw the message. However there was no reply and that made Leah feel slightly uneasy. Surely it wasn't a weird request and he must have known she would bring it up again. Sending the message seemed such a good idea but as time passed and Paul didn't reply it only made Leah panic more. Thoughts kept racing and she kept making up reasons why there was no response.

She tossed and turned in her bed, unable to fall asleep. Every few minutes she would check the phone again and would find no new messages had been received. Eventually her mum made her way up the stairs and Leah knew that must mean bed time for her too. As always she would open the door, peek in and see if her daughter was sound asleep. She didn't want to alarm her mother so Leah quickly pulled up the bed sheets, closed her eyes and pretended to be sleeping.

As predicted the door opened with a soft creek and was closed again after a few seconds. Just to be sure Leah kept her eyes closed until she heard the door to her parents' bedroom close. 'Have one last look,' she thought to herself, hoping and praying to see some sort of reaction. Of course the screen hadn't changed and Leah told herself she really had to get some sleep. She needed to recover from today and tomorrow would most likely be as equally exhausting.

Staring at the ceiling wasn't enough to drift off so she decided to fall back on the one thing that always cured her insomnia: an orgasm. From the moment she left the pool Leah had been wanting to touch herself. Masturbating wasn't just for when she was horny. To her it also worked as a stress relief. When she was younger Leah believed it was indecent and she would feel guilty afterwards. But as she grew older and got to know her body better, masturbation became a real pleasure.

Leah took a deep breath, really trying to relax and calm her mind. She closed her eyes, the room was dim enough, but it helped her focus. Her thoughts started wandering back to earlier in the day. She wondered what would have happened if she hadn't reacted so shocked. Would Paul have kissed her again? Would things have progressed to more than just a kiss? Leah chuckled at that idea. Paul was way too shy to do things like that out in public. He'd never want to run the risk in fear of getting caught.

The grey bed shirt she was wearing reached down to just above her knees, so Leah pulled it up to slowly uncover her thighs, hips, stomach and finally her breasts. The bed sheets kept her warm but the sensation of the cotton rising up, made her skin tingle. She rested her hands on her stomach, feeling it rise and fall as she inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.

Paul had never been the subject of her fantasies. Leah simply didn't think of him like that and was surprised that he apparently had feelings for her. She imagined Paul's hands slowly wandering over her body. As to be expected from a physiotherapist his hands were strong and dexterous. They could apply firm pressure on her sore legs and easily support her when walking, while at the same time they were gentle enough to give her goose bumps with a single touch.

Exploring her curves and gently squeezing her soft skin Leah caressed her body. Fantasizing about his fingers tickling her ribs through her bathing suit. She gasped at her own fingertips teasing around her sensitive belly button.

Leah could feel her nipples stiffening and one hand moved up to touch her sensitive breasts. The idea of a guy like Paul wanting to touch and kiss her aroused Leah and she softly moaned as her hand massaged her left breast. A thumb and finger gently squeezing the perky nipple, making it tingle in pleasure. He could have easily fondled her in the pool. They had been practically skin to skin in the water.

As her fingers kept playing with her full round breasts her other hand slipped down towards her panties. Imagining Paul's hand slowly stroking down over her bathing suit. Pulling her panties to the side, just like her bathing suit would be moved out of the way. Leah rested her hand on her pubic mound, wondering if his hands were big enough to cover all of her. The fingers gently pushes down, moving between her thighs where she found her wetness.

While still massaging and teasing her nipples with one hand, the other spread her wet folds and started lightly circling over her swollen clit. Leah started biting her lip, trying her best to keep quiet as her fingers spread her juices over her sensitive bud.

She imagined his arms pulling her against his chest, making her wrap her legs around him as he hugged her close. The water made it easier to move as she felt his hardness pushing against her. She started grinding against him and at the same time her fingers rubbed more firmly over her pink clitoris. Leah couldn't help the soft moan escaping her lips as she toyed and teased her own body.

The more she thought about Paul's hands all over her body, the more her body yearned for his touch. She wanted him. She wanted him badly. As the thought crossed her mind she stopped stimulating her clit for a moment. Did she really want him? She felt a drop of pussy juice slowly dripping down her folds. Yes, she wanted him and needed his touch.

"Please Paul," she whispered breathlessly, scared someone would hear her. Her index finger started pushing down on her slippery clit, rubbing circles over her sweet spot. Paul´s arm would hold her close while his hand would slid down to her ass and teasingly squeezed it. A low moan was Leah's response to the playful grope.

He would be kissing and caressing her all over, making her go crazy with want until his hand pulled her bathing suit to the side. Their eyes would meet as he freed his hard erection from his swim shorts. Leah wanted him inside her, she needed to be filled. With that thought in mind her other hand slipped down as well. Her finger still rubbing her swollen clit while her other hand spread her wet labia. Thinking of his hard cock she pushed two fingers inside her pussy. Feeling the warm wetness as she was close to cumming already.

She imagined Paul carefully pushing her back up against the side of the pool as he pushed his dick into her. Her soaking wetness enveloping his throbbing member. They moaned and gasped together and Leah moved her fingers in and out like he was fucking her at a steady pace.

Making sure she could take it he thrusted harder and deeper inside her. Pounding her wet cunt as Leah finger fucked herself vigorously and rubbed her clit.

When she couldn't hold back any longer she gasped, feeling her pussy walls squeezing around her fingers as she started cumming. Dreaming of his warm seed spurting inside her. Load after load filling her pussy as they both cried out in ecstasy. Leah took deep breaths, trying to calm down as she slowly pulled her wet fingers from her sensitive slit. She brought her wet fingers up to her mouth and sucked her own lewd juices, thinking of how Paul would hug her close. How he would carry her out of the water and wrap a big towel around her. How they would snuggle and cuddle afterwards. Thinking of how much she wanted it to be real.

The powerful orgasm had exhausted her completely and with a satisfied smile on her face Leah finally fell asleep. Too tired to worry about messages or therapy she slept a deep and peaceful sleep.

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The next morning Leah was awoken by the sunlight peeking through the curtains. Birds were twittering and as far as she could see from the bed it seemed like a lovely day out. After a few yawns and stretches Leah's eye fell on the phone. She felt nervous about today, because even if he hadn't replied they had to talk. She needed to know what he felt for her and perhaps she had to confess her sentiments too.

Today would most likely change the dynamic between the two and hopefully that was for the best. Leah smiled as she saw the symbol on the screen, indicating she had received a new message. Of course he wasn't a total jerk, he just needed a bit of time to think of what to reply. Perhaps he had been lying awake like her thinking of what to send. She tapped the screen and gasped as she read the words.

'

How have you been lately? Let's catch up soon! Xo Joshua'