-Part 1-
"Well, that's that!" Jan said as the starter motor creaked ever slower making it clear her battery was drained to the core. Warren sighed, now what would they do? Blind since a hunting accident in his teens, Warren had become accustomed to taking care of himself in everything but driving! If his friend's car didn't run, he supposed he could take a cab but it was 25 miles back to his apartment and the cost would be more than he really could afford. Bus transportation was out 'til the morning.
"I guess you'll just have to stay here tonight, Warren. Don't worry, I'll call Triple A first thing and we can get you back to your place early, ok?"
"But won't I be in your way? Your place is just an efficiency; you don't have room for me."
"Don't be silly" Jan said. "You can sleep in the same bed with me, its not like you're going to watch me getting undressed or anything! Besides, I'll have a long nighty on." Jan chuckled lightly, realizing that it might be kind of fun to have Warren there all night. She could go around the house naked and he'd never know, she thought!
Jan got out of the car, and went around to Warren's side to help him out then let him take her arm as they walked back upstairs to Jan's apartment on the third floor. As Jan closed the door, she looked around. Her apartment was a simple efficiency, big enough for her but a little crowded if two wanted to really live there. From the entrance, the kitchen was on the left and the bathroom just past. To the right was the living/dining area with the little couch and her entertainment center. Jan had placed a nice Japanese divider to screen off her bed and dresser from the living area almost making the small place feel like a one bedroom rather than an efficiency.
Warren knew Jan's place well; they'd been friends since High School and now, after Jan had completed her BS degree, they had resumed their friendship. Secretly, Warren had always adored Jan. But he was afraid to tell her, afraid to tie her to a man with a handicap even though being blind was a fact to him. He 'knew' Jan. The smell of her perfume conjured up scenes of mountain flowers. The sound of her voice made him smile as he saw her dimples. She'd let him touch her face while she talked until he knew the ways of her smiles, the crinkles of her laughs, the creases of her frowns.
He knew the way her chair sounded as she shifted her weight from one hip to the other as they chatted softly at her little dinner table that evening, savoring a cup of strong coffee after a lovely dinner of roasted chicken with new potatoes and carrots. In his mind, he saw her arm lifting the heavy cup, saw her lips purse as she sipped the rich coffee, saw her tongue rasp across her lips making a little slippery sound.
Jan had never kissed Warren except as a friend, had never hugged him except as a friend but even that contact, to his extended senses, had been sufficient to let him gauge the size of her breasts and the curve of her hips.
So, when Jan said "Have a seat, I'll use the bathroom first and get in bed then you can take your time and join me, ok?", Warren sat with a small smile, letting his hearing 'watch' as Jan moved about the small room.
He heard her go into the bathroom, her feet making a slight slapping sound as they hit the tiled floor. The sound of the zipper on her jeans was followed quickly by a hiss as she pushed them and her panties down to her knees to relieve herself. Quietly, the liquid sound told him how she was hunched over, knees together, trying to be quiet for him. The rolling sound of the tissue paper showed how her legs separated just enough for her to reach between them. The toilet flushed, covering the sound of her feet stepping out of the clothes. Now, he could 'see' her standing in front of the mirror with just a t-shirt on. Her fingers made a slight scraping sound on the porcelain sink as she turned her head to critically examine her face and Warren could almost see her rise up on her toes, tilting her head to get the light just right.
Ahhhh! The t-shirt whispers as she pulls it over her head and there! Her glorious breasts, so firm against his chest just moments ago, are free. He hears a low hum, very quiet combined with the sound of fingers sliding over fabric, and 'sees' Jan reach up and hold her breasts for a brief instant, then the sound of her feet twisting slightly on the floor mirrors her hands moving to her back to unclasp the bra. Ohh, the anticipation as Warren waits, listening, for the slight metallic sound of the metal tangs freeing themselves from the hooks, And what a release as the shoulder straps hiss sliding down off her shoulders! Ahhh! He sees the way her breasts fall a little, seeing her nipples round and soft.
The water runs and he 'sees' her reach for her toothbrush, hearing it click with a plastic tone on the sink. The brushing sound is unmistakable but the sight that he sees is the jiggle of her breasts as she unselfconsciously brushes her teeth, naked before the mirror.
Oh, my God! Warren hears her feet clearly on the tile then softer as she steps on the rug to her dresser, knowing she's completely nude to him! His erection is getting harder and more uncomfortable in his tight briefs. Ohh, the drawer slides open and the sound of rustling silk and nylon shows him the beauty of her lingerie. The creak of her dressing chair tells him how she stands, lifting her arms over her head and oh, the sound! Whispering, shimmering light, falling water, crystal clear as the nighty settles itself on her body!
Jan, unaware of Warren's arousal, comes from behind the flimsy screen and gives his neck a hug from behind. "All ready! Its your turn! I'll see you in bed!" she says laughingly. Warren chuckles a little and walks to the bathroom to try to calm down, amazed at the sights she permitted him to see so far tonight!
