'I wish you wouldn't waggle that at me, you know it drives me crazy!' said Kelly as she ogled Sue's arse as she bent to tie her trainers.
'And you know that tying my shoes is a big enough task as it is without you putting me off!' replied Sue testily. 'You really need to find yourself a girlfriend rather than lusting after the unobtainable.'
'Sorry Sue, but you know you're the only girl for me and I won't give in until I've converted you.'
'For god's sake don't say things like that when my mothers here later, if she had her way you'd be out of the door and I'd have a nun as my live-in carer. Now get your arse into gear and go and get the car, I'm late for my physio as it is.'
Kelly was fully aware that Sue was straight and had no serious ambitions to change her, but it was a hell of a shame because she was so cute without being aware of it.
She'd been working for Sue since she was discharged from hospital 6 months ago, although it didn't feel like work anymore -- it felt more like helping out a friend and getting paid for it.
Kelly had been a nurse for 8 years and her career had been going well until an ex-girlfriend who was still well and truly in the closet had accused her of harassment when Kelly dumped her. Of course as she was supposedly straight and Kelly was openly gay you can guess which way the dominoes fell. Kelly hadn't been sacked but it didn't make her life any easier, so she left and joined a nursing agency and ended up as a live in carer for Sue who was recovering from spinal surgery for a broken back after being knocked off her bicycle by a bus.
They got along fabulously from the start and teased each other endlessly, but on the days when Sue's back was really bad and she needed help to get showered or dressed Kelly had to work hard to remain professional; keeping her imagination in check until she was alone in bed later.
Sue was right though, she really should find herself someone else. Meeting gay women in London was as easy as falling off a log but out in the countryside she was finding it much harder and the few she had met were all in confirmed relationships.
'What are you thinking about?' Sue's voice brought her out of her reverie and back to the real world as they drove to the hospital for another round of physio that left Sue drained and sore.
'I was thinking that I agree with you, I should put the last debacle behind me and find myself a nice woman who's confident enough not to hide in the closet. You need to find yourself someone too you know. Just 'cos your last boyfriend dumped you after you had your accident, doesn't mean they're all jerks.'
'Yeah I know; I'd like to but it's hard enough to find a nice guy when you're fit and healthy let alone when you have days when you can't walk let alone fuck.'
'Susan Shaw! It's not like you to swear, you must really have the blues, are you worried about the treatment?'
'Yeah, a bit. I don't like that evil bitch of a physio either, I'm sure she enjoys inflicting pain.'
As they pulled into the disabled parking bay near the door Sue undid her seatbelt and swivelled her legs around, waiting for Kelly to bring her crutches to her. She almost wished she was gay; she was very fond of Kelly and it would be nice to have someone pay her some attention other than being prodded and poked by doctors, but it didn't matter how much she thought about it -- women just weren't her thing.
Kelly's phone beeped as she sat in the car reading a book and 'V sore, bring chair' popped up on the screen, so she got the wheelchair out of the boot and walked through to the physio department.
Sue was sat in the waiting area outside in an animated conversation with a man in a blue tracksuit; Kelly hadn't seen her so lively in ages.
'Your carriage awaits Madame' she stated grandly, and helped Sue into the chair and wheeled her back to the car with Sue sitting whistling as she was pushed through the institutional green corridors.
'So -- out with it.'
'What d'ya mean?'
'You know what I mean. You walked in there like a bear with a sore head and came out whistling like you'd swallowed a canary! Spill the beans or I'm driving away without you.'
'You wouldn't do that, but ok. That guy was my new physio and he's called Ryan and he's REALLY nice! He didn't speak to me like I was defective, he actually asked my opinion on how I felt my recovery was going AND he apologised for the exercises that he knew would hurt me!'
'Better than the evil witch then?'
'And some! Even better -- I'm starting sessions in the hydrotherapy pool next week instead of the treadmill to see if it helps.'
Sue was like a fidgety school kid as she got ready for her next physio session and took ages to decide on a swimming costume to wear.
'I guess a bikini is out of the question?'
'You might as well tattoo "fuck me now" on your head instead. The man's going to have his hands all over you, at least show a little decorum!'
'Since when did you care about decorum? You're just jealous that it's not you that's going to be mauling me' she winked mischievously.
'Of course I'm jealous, but since I get to manhandle you into this oh-so-tight one piece costume that makes your tits look huge, I'll just have to be content with that!'
When they got to the hospital Kelly helped Sue undress and helped her walk through into the pool area where she handed her over to a nursing assistant.
'Hi, you must be Miss Shaw? Ryan won't be a minute he's just getting changed' and right on cue out walked the object of Sue's desire, wearing a pair of long beach shorts and flip flops.
Suddenly Sue felt very exposed in her figure hugging costume and was glad Kelly had talked her out of wearing a bikini. 'Will you stay here and keep an eye on me?' she whispered urgently to Kelly, who agreed and sat on a bench by the wall out of the way.
Kelly couldn't help watching the way Sue's boobs looked in that costume, they were killer, and a stab of jealousy pierced her as she watched Ryan gently lower her into the water and support her with his strong arms and capable hands. Then she saw the look on Sue's face and felt mean -- she'd been through some tough times recently and she wasn't about to deny her friend this little bit of pleasure.
Sue didn't need Kelly to watch over her the next week, or the week after that and when Kelly was 30 minutes late coming out of the fourth session she was starting to get a little concerned about her friend until she came bounding out through the doors as fast as her crutches would carry her.
'I have to say this for Ryan, whatever he's doing seems to be helping -- if you keep gaining mobility at this rate I'll have to look for a new job!'
