"Ready as I will ever be" Replied Kelly.
Kelly began to remove her tank top and her sports bra. Her ample breasts were perfect. I tried not to look. Next was the hospital pants. Using her arms to push herself up, she lifted her butt off the seat just enough so I could take her pants off. I carefully slid them off her good leg and then worked then down her casted leg until they were off. Next up were her thong panties, which I had pulled up around her waist a few minutes ago in the bathroom. As I knelt in front of her she, again lifted her butt off the seat allowing me to pull her panties down. I was so close to her crotch it felt like I could smell her amazing scent. Once the panties were off she seemed a little red faced again as she sat in front of me completely naked except for the plaster on her leg. I wasn't sure if she was embarrassed or if it was the pain in her leg from all the maneuvering.
From my position on kneeling on the floor - I could see her beautiful lady parts in all their glory. Perfectly smooth and hairless, gorgeous lips... one word incredible.
I gently touched and caressed the back of her knee on her healthy leg, and looked up at her and gave her a reassuring smile. She smiled back at me and laughed.
Then I grabbed the cast cover and started to unroll it onto her broken leg. Starting at the toes and working up, all the way to the top of her cast and the upper part of her thigh. I then gave her inner thigh a gentle stroke when I was done and said "Ok, let's do this!"
I grabbed her crutches, and helped Kelly stand up. Then, completely naked except for the vinyl sleeve on her broken leg, she crutched into the bathroom. I opened the shower door for her and then helped her step into the shower. The crutches stayed outside the shower with me. She stood on one leg and braced herself with the handle inside the shower. From outside the shower I handed her a washcloth with some shower gel on it and waited. After about 5 minutes the shower turned off. I opened the door and helped her out into the bathroom. Standing on one leg and leaning on a crutch I helped her dry off.
She then handed me the towel and started to crutch back into the bedroom. She was crutching with purpose. I could imagine the showering had exhausted her. She got to the bed and lowered herself onto it. I then got back on the ground and helped remove the cast cover. The highlight was the cover rolling off the end of her cast and exposing her perfect toes.
"Let's see how waterproof this cover was" I said.
I took the opportunity to feel around her smooth, cold plaster cast. The cover had done a magnificent job keeping the cast dry. However, that didn't stop me from feeling almost every inch of that cast. The best part was feeling the top of her cast where it met her thigh. If there was going to be a leak - it would have been up there.
"I hope you don't mind" I said as I felt around the top of her cast including feeling the inside of her cast to make sure the padding wasn't wet.
Again I heard a loud groan or moan, which made me look up and ask if my inspection was causing her any pain. However, when I looked up, Kelly's head was back and her eyes were closed. Just as I realized that the moan was not of pain, but of pleasure, I felt her hands on the back of my head, her fingers running through my hair.