My wife and I met 15 years ago. We used to work together in sales. We were both 25, eager, and hungry new sales reps. Rebecca was a very smart and confident young woman fighting to earn her spot among the boys in the sales team. She talked loud and always made her presence known in the room. She was beautiful and her looks helped her get attention from companies we used to pitch to. She was about 5' 10", with long legs and a thin figure. She had wavy blonde hair and a very pretty face. She had a thin bone structure and flawless facial fetures. Her body was super hot; thin waste and petite breasts that she showed off from time to time with low cut dress blouses.
All of that helped her attract attention from guys in the office and on the road. But what drew me to her was the fact that she was missing her left leg. We had been working together for several weeks before one day she came in wearing a knee length skirt. She had a plastic, skin colored prosthetic leg that went up to her knee. Her gait was almost perfect. Until that day I didn't notice she was missing a leg or had a limp.
Over time she began to catch on to the fact that I was interested in her... and her unique leg. I had the hots for women with a missing limb. It was incredibly difficult to act cool at first and not blow my secret. She now tells me that back then she could tell that I was "fascinated" with her leg and I wasn't like other guys hitting on her.
Rebecca had dated a few guys before me but none of them for more than a few months. She said that they all would persue her and treat her nicely until they had sex. After that they would either slowly lose interest or say that they couldn't handle it. Somehow she was able to keep her confidence through those tough break ups and put herself out there time and time again.
When we first started to go on dates and eventually making things physical, we couldn't get enough of eachother. She had never been with a guy that was attracted to amputees and was totally into it. I wanted to touch, lick, squeeze, and rub my dick on her below the knee stump as much as I could. She thought it was the coolest thing and wanted to have sex with me every chance that we could. Not only that, but she had incredible orgasms where her whole body would shake and she would drift into a trance. I would stay hard for hours and we would keep going and going until my balls were bone dry. It was the greatest.
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Two years later we got married and life was good. We traveled, moved into new jobs, bought a house, and made plans to have a few kids. Rebecca would wear her prosthetic whenever she left the house and most of the time at home to get around. She lost her leg in an accident when she was 12 years old so it was not new to her and she moved around very well with her prosthetic. When we would relax in the evenings on the couch she would take her leg off and rest it on my lap because she knew I liked to touch it and massage it. It was a routine of ours and it helped her stump heal after a long day and we both enjoyed it.
When going to bed for the evening, she usually kept her leg off and hopped around the house. It was, and still is, incredibly hot to watch her get around the house that way. She takes small quick hops from room to room, knowing that I am watching her most of the time. She will sometimes tease me by pulling her pand leg down leaving an empty pant leg dangling under her stump because it turns me on.
She had issues with her stump every once and a while, where the end of her nub would have sharp pains and it made wearing her leg very painful. The doctors at the time told us that she was developing some small bone spurs on the end of her stump and they would keep an eye on them in the future.