Melanie was the first one up every morning. I'd hear her busy in the kitchen for a few minutes before setting a coffee next to the recliner for me. I'd get a kiss on the cheek, then she'd be off to work. Kari was a late sleeper and I wouldn't see her for another hour, or so, when she'd leave for the gym. Most days Melanie would work at our retail store while Kari worked from home. It was several weeks after my accident and I was less recliner-bound. I was finally able to shuffle around the house using a cane.
One morning, after bringing me the cup of coffee, my wife leaned down to whisper. "Kari says it's bath day for you again. Maybe she'll play with your little dicklette like last time. Lucky boy."
Mel chuckled at my shocked expression. "It's okay," she smiled. "I'm not the jealous type." She licked her lips and gave me a wicked wink, then she was out the door. I was dumbfounded. How much had my conservative wife changed in the last few months? Before meeting Kari, my Melanie would have never said anything so outrageous.
"Hey Perv." Kari returned from the gym with a wide grin. She looked incredible in her sweaty spandex outfit. She stripped off her top and shucked the shorts. Kari was perfectly comfortable in her nakedness. "It's bath time. Come on, we both need it."
I sat on the toilet and watched as the young lesbian showered. Her body was lithe and muscled. I admired her perfect little ass and her shaved pussy. Both Kari's naval and clit were pierced. I grew hard as I watched her. The girl had an undeniable sex appeal.
She toweled off then helped me into the tub. I sported a little erection and I enjoyed being so close to Kari's naked body. "Eager today, aren't you, Perv?" She laughed as she teased me.
She washed my hair and my body. It was relaxing and invigorating. I remained hard throughout the process, but Kari ignored my penis. After rinsing off the soap she ran her hand over my belly then up to my soft tit-flesh. She cupped my fat breast as if I were a woman. I felt embarrassed but submissive and aroused.
"You know, I've never really been into guys. Pussies are so much sexier than cocks, don't you think?" She took the head of my throbbing dick between her thumb and forefinger. The feeling was electric. "This little nub, though," she teased the head of my eager member. "He's not a cock at all, is he? Poor little fella seems more like a clit to me."
"Or maybe you disagree? It's not like you've been getting any pussy, have you Perv? Do you prefer big strong cocks? I could see you being an eager cocksucker for a well hung guy. That would explain a lot, actually."
"I haven't. I wouldn't." Kari had me stuttering. I was horrified by the idea. What did she mean she could see me being an eager cocksucker? Definitely not!
"You've gained weight since your accident, you know. A lot of guys would love to play with these." She grabbed my heavy breast in her palm, feeling the heft of it. "Your tits are bigger than mine." They suit you, Perv.
