A new sex toy called floppy feet.
It wasn't all that unusual for Dallas to have heavy rain in October. The thunderstorms boomed. Rain beat on the roof and churned the water in both Liz's and Sue's pool. It was even cool. By noon, it was usually in the upper seventies and today, because of the rain, it wouldn't get to fifty-five. And then, when the rain stopped, the sun would come but so would be the humidity. It would be as the temperature rose, horror of horrors, just like Houston.
Last night, dinner was pizza delivered because the rain had started and Sue hated going out in the rain because it was very difficult to move a wheelchair and stay dry. Even with Sue holding a large golf umbrella over their heads, water tossed by the wheels splattered everywhere.
When they first met, Liz spent most of the time in her wheelchair although, that first night, she modeled her braces and showed Sue how she could get around with a pair of crutches. The speed Liz covered ground was, at least in the beginning, slower than she moved in a wheelchair, but she enjoyed being upright rather than sitting in a wheelchair. With Sue's encouragement and help, she was now wearing them almost all the time when they went out. It was helping her stay fit because the effort was higher than pushing the wheels on her lightweight chair.
Liz liked using the gym equipment Sue had in her private dojo and had begun enjoying workouts with her lover. While Sue did katas and used the elliptical, Liz used the Bowflex.
This workout helped keep them fit and this morning, Liz was laughing as she crutched through the rain to Sue's house. Inside, Sue helped take off the braces and dried the pads. Free of the steel braces, Sue picked up her lover and carried her into the shower for their second ritual of the day which was taking a shower together.
Sue lovingly soaped Liz down spending lots of time on her groin before she shaved her. It started with Sue applying shaving cream to Liz's groin and while it softened the hair, Sue ran her hands all over Liz's body applying body wash. She loved shaved pussy's and Liz didn't mind. Before she met Sue, Liz had never shaved it and didn't object when Sue offered to keep it clean. Liz couldn't feel the razor bump over her skin, but when Sue was finished, she ran her fingers over the soft, smooth skin and liked the feel. And, Sue liked doing it.
Now dried off and finished with breakfast, they were relaxing in Sue's living room waiting for the rain to stop. Liz sat at one end of the love seat with her back against the end, surfing the Internet and her calves were, where Sue liked them - draped across her as thighs. Sue's legs were stretched out and her feet on an ottoman.
Sue loved the feeling of Liz's flaccid legs. Liz was paralyzed from roughly the waist down and had been so for the better part of twenty years. Her legs at atrophied and the Sue could easily put her thumb and forefingers together in a circle around Liz's calves and have an inch or so left over. Her thighs, were not much thicker in diameter than her calves.
Even though she was reading a magazine, Sue would run a hand up and down Liz's legs as far as she could knowing that unless Liz watched her do it, she couldn't feel a thing. Sue often told Liz her useless legs were sexy and her limp, floppy feet were a huge turn on. Because there were no working nerves or muscles to hold Liz's feet in any one direction they flopped around whenever she moved unless they were confined in a shoe or framed in her braces.
Sue finished the article she was reading and began massaging one of Liz's feet. She started with the arch and the foot bent to the will of her hands. At first, her caresses were just that, she was enjoying touching her lover's feet.
Something made Sue lift Liz's foot to her mouth and kissed it. Liz looked up from her book. The only way she knew Sue moved her leg was either she saw it out of the corner of her eye, or in this case, she felt the upper portion of the extra large t-shirt she was wearing move. "Are you trying to start something?
"I don't know." Sue licked the top of Liz'a foot and then stuck her tongue between the big and second toe. It had a nice, freshly washed taste.
"Sue, I wish I could feel what you are doing. It certainly looks sensual."
"They taste good and it is turning me on."
Not wanting just one foot to get all the attention, Sue lifted both of them and started kissing one and then the other. She could feel herself getting wetter by the minute.
Liz smiled as Sue ran the tips of her fingers up and down her numb, flaccid legs. Sue put one on the top of the backrest and the other on her shoulder so the heel would, hopefully keep it in place. She gently took Liz's iPad from her hands and pulled her close so she could kiss her. As Liz often said, one of the benefits of being paralyzed at the waist was that she was much more flexible.
The gentle first kiss was followed by more passionate kisses and caresses. The image in her brain of Liz's foot flopping around just above her head turned her on some more.
