1. Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy?


    Date: 9/18/2016, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Lactation, Romance, Violence, Author: DunafromSOL, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    my family members had been there on my birthdays since the accident, so the presence of a stranger and a male guest excited me a little. My sister’s husband, Garry, was a surgeon and they had two daughters; Carl and Doris had two sons and all four were under school age. They were all coming to the party, so the house would be fully packed, I thought. I carefully planned my birthday lunch menu. It consisted of Hungarian Goulash soup, pancakes with minced meat and sauce ala Hortobágy, chicken paprika, and Hungarian style strudels with various fillings for dessert. My mother would be my assistant, but I was the chef. We planned to drink mineral water, beer, champagne and a Hungarian dessert wine called 6 puttony Tokaji Aszú. We went to the nearest supermarket with my Mom and bought everything for the feast. I couldn't handle a large grocery order alone, so her help shopping was important. When shopping on my own, I usually used a backpack, which I simply put in the car when I was finished. It was perfectly enough for buying a few items, but definitely not for a feast. Saturday morning we began work in the kitchen. My Mom helped me with the preparations but then it was me alone who did all the cooking. She told me several times that I was a better chef than her. It was not yet ten o’clock when the first guests, that is, my brother’s family arrived. They came to the kitchen to greet me. My adorable young nephews, Brian and Mike, swarmed the place and jumped around me a great deal ...
    before storming into the living room. I was very fond of them. "You’re very sexy today," my brother complemented me. "I’d like to limit John’s aversion to an amputee." Carl smiled at me, "You’ll go even farther." I waved my hand and I turned back to the counter to peel the rest of the potatoes. When John pushed the buzzer and was led into the kitchen by Carl I was still working with the dishes, leaning against the frame for support. I turned to the new guest and when we looked at each other. I still think we will never forget that moment. At first he was clearly astonished by the sight of the one legged chef, but then politely introduced himself. Carl was a real devil to leave us alone and I saw John was confused to be suddenly confronted with a beautiful amputee. I smiled at him to ease the tension, "I bet you haven’t been in a house like this, have you? My sister says it is a mixture of subway carriage and a strip bar." While we were laughing at the resemblance, I went to the sink in the opposite corner of the kitchen to wash the carrots. In doing so, I let John see my frame-climbing skills. He told me later that he was totally amazed by me as I was using the handrails and poles like a gibbon uses the branches of the trees. When I came back to chop the vegetables, he gathered himself and asked, "Could I help you with something?" "Very kinds of you, thanks, but you don’t know where the things are. If I need help I ask my Mom or Dad on the phone. That’s quicker, you see," I ...
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