I stood and surveyed my living room. The bannister of doom came into view. While comfortable, I had no companionship, a person to love and be loved by.

Hearing a knock on the door, I turned around. Had she forgotten something? I opened it, carefully resting my weight on the aluminum crutch.

“Hey, I changed my mind and want to stay.”

She smiled, a look of lust and trust in her eyes.

“Come inside.”

I hobbled backward.

“Be careful,” she said, putting her arm around my waist. “Let’s get you in bed.”

“Yes, Nurse Haley. You going to give me a sponge bath?” I teased.

“If you want one.”

I slipped an arm around her for support as we carefully climbed the carpeted stairs.

Neither of us said a word as we wound up in my bedroom.

“Let’s get you out of these clothes,” she said.

As I propped myself up with the crutch, she slipped my pants down. The shirt proved more difficult, but we managed to get it off as well.

“Get in bed. I’ll be right back.”

I watched as she walked to the master bathroom, her hips sensually swaying back and forth. She had returned with a bowl and a sponge by the time I crawled into bed.

“You’re serious,” I said, smiling at her.

She stopped next to the bed. I took a deep breath as she set the bucket down on the carpet and dipped the sponge in. Water dripped from it as she squeezed.

I stared at her beautiful face as her delicate hands pressed the wet sponge against my flat, hard stomach. She sensually moved it up my chest, studying my body.

My heart rate increased as she moved the sponge lower while looking straight into my eyes. Those green eyes. The sponge moved to the left, just missing my cock.

It slid over my thigh, all the way down the leg. As it ran up the other, my breathing increased. I saw my bandaged toe but felt no pain as she caressed higher.

This time, she lightly ran the sponge over my cock, causing it to twitch as blood raced between my legs.

She lifted my cock with one hand and gently wiped it with the sponge in her other. I laced my hands behind my head, unable to take my eyes off her.

The curiosity, wonder and joy on her face made me smile. After washing my entire cock, she straightened up and smiled.

I heard the sponge splash into the water. She stripped off her Pixies tee-shirt. Her breasts popped out, wonderful as ever, somehow seeming even more beautiful and prefect than before.

As I watched, caught up in the moment, she walked around to the other side of the bed before crawling onto the mattress. I took a deep breath, the anticipation killing me.

“Let me know if it hurts too much,” she said, running her hand over my thigh.

I sighed, more than content. Between the drugs and excitement, my toe was the last thing on my mind. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft of my cock.

Her eyes staring into mine, she tugged a few times before bending over and swirling her tongue around the tip. My heart rate went up a notch as my worries slipped away.

Teasing me with her hand and mouth at the same time, she made me forget everything wrong in my life and the world in general.

My cock pushed past her lips and into her mouth. I stared down at her as my chest rose and fell quickly. All my attention focused on the way she sucked my thick cock.

The world wasn’t big enough to contain my love for her in that moment. I moaned as she worked her head up and down, those wonderfully wet lips pressed tightly against my skin.

The physical suction excited me, but the hunger in her eyes did so even more. I loved the way she unselfishly gave me pleasure, and I wanted to give her some of the same.

I placed my hand between her legs, feeling her wetness. She moved slightly, giving me better access as I slipped a finger into her pussy so tight and right in every way.

As I fucked her with one digit then two, she sucked harder and faster, bringing me to the very edge. Every time I got too close, she moved her mouth off my cock.

We went back and forth, pushing each other to the very edge then backing off, building up the sexual tension to unimaginable heights. She sat up and stared into my eyes.

She climbed onto me, guiding my cock with her hand.

It found its target, sliding into her warm, gracious pussy.

Her eyes closed. She threw her head back, gasping and moaning as she rode me.

When she sat up, I saw that familiar expression on her face as she prepared to come.

I placed my hands on her waist as she cried out, her breasts bouncing as she thrashed about.

My cock continued penetrating her so deep and fast the past no longer mattered.

Only the present moment existed as I drifted toward an orgasm of my own.

She squeezed her pussy as my cock slid in and out, increasing the friction.

The pressure of pleasure built up. I looked down and saw where our bodies met.

So wet. So tight. So fucking right. I filled her perfectly.

“Say my name,” I begged, so damn close.

“Toby,” she purred.

The moment came when I wasn’t able to hold back any longer. I let go, losing control as my cock throbbed and pulsated as my thrusts slowed.

My heart beat entirely too fast as the intensity faded in a flash and I fell back to earth with the other mere mortals. The afterglow took hold as she leaned down.

“Damn,” I said, still breathing heavy. “Why was that so damn good?”

“It’s that feeling, you know? Like it’s not going to happen and you’re bummed, but then all of a sudden it is happening. You did the same thing to me the first night we did it.”

“I remember that night.”

She continued running her fingers over my stomach.

“Let’s get serious moving forward,” she said.

“You don’t think I’m being serious now?”

“No, but…I don’t know. It’s like we keep taking a step forward, then two step back.”

“I know what you mean,” I admitted. “When are you going to move in with me?”

Her body shook as she giggled.

“That’s kinda quick, don’t you think?”

“For any other woman, maybe, but with you…”

She moved her head from my chest. We made eye contact.

“Yeah?”

“With you, Haley, it’s different. I love you so much. It drives me crazy.”

“I know the feeling,” she said, leaning forward to kiss me.

Those precious wet lips pressed against mine.

We fell asleep next to each other, our limbs tangled together.

* * *

In the morning, I woke before her. She looked angelic in her sleep, even with her hair going in every direction. I crawled out of bed and went downstairs to make us coffee.

After getting it brewing, I retrieved everything needed for one of my famous cheddar cheese omelets. She appeared in the doorway of the kitchen as I got the ingredients mixed.

“Good morning,” I said.

“How’s your toe?”

“A lot better, actually. It’s not like I can play right now.”

“You should soak it later today like the doctor said.”

“Yes, Nurse Haley.”

She crossed the room and poured herself a cup of brew.

“A man that makes breakfast and is good in bed? Where have you been all my life?”

“It’s not burnt either,” I teased.

“Hey, that chicken was your fault.”

As I finished our omelets, she sat down at the kitchen table.

“What’s the weather supposed to be like today, do you know?” she asked.

“Alexa, today’s temperature, please.”

“Who is Alexa?”

“The temperature will be in the low fifties today with an overcast sky.”

“Alexa is my smart home computer. I’ve not introduced you to her yet. She gets jealous.”

“Get out of here.”

“Okay, she’s not that smart, but I’ll have to program your voice and identity into the house if you want to use her.”

“Use her?”

“Ask her questions.”

“That’s a better way to put it. I guess that’s one of those relationship things you have to think about in the twenty-first century now.”

“It’s a crazy world, but I’m glad you’re in it.”

I picked up the frying pan and slid the second omelete onto a waiting plate on the counter. We ate together, laughing, talking and enjoying each other’s company.

“I’m so sorry about those photos. I don’t see how you can ever trust me again,” she said as we finished our second cups of coffee after we were done eating.

“You’ve got to quit apologizing. We can’t fix the past. I’m okay if I never play a football game again.”

“Quit lying,” she said, holding one of my white mugs in both her hands near her mouth. “You love football more than anything.”

“Not more than you,” I said seriously.

She rolled her eyes, shaking her head.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me, young lady.”

“Or what?” she said in a mischievous tone.

I grinned.

“You really want to find out?”

“We’ve got all day, right?”

“Now that you’ve met Alexa, I guess I can show you my sex-dungeon in the basement and give you my safe word.”

She laughed, covering her mouth with her hand in that cute way she had.

“You’re so funny.”

“No, really. I’m into all that kinky stuff.”

“I’m way more kinky than you,” she said, a twinkle in her eyes.

“That’s probably true. We’ll have to find out.”