Date: 5 Sep 2001 12:00:02 -0700
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Wheels 2 (Adult Friends F/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between women.  If this type of content
offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Author's Note:

This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for
personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to
repost them at your own site, please contact the author for permission.

Copyright 2001 Jan.  All Rights Reserved.

Please mail to: janmay699@icqmail.com if you have
suggestions for future chapters.


                              Wheels 2
                          Learning to Swim
                                By
                               Jan


	After Ester left I had a lot of things to work out.
What do I do when I drop my keys?  What do I do when I turn my
chair over?  One by one I solved them and I was building a new
life.  Some old friends that had processed to be there for me
slowly drifted away.  The superficial ones were no loss and
actually I didn't miss them.  Some of the close ones that could
not accept that I was in a chair and my presence made them
uncomfortable hurt me that they avoided my eyes when we ran into
each other at the stores or shopping.

	I needed to get some exercise so I joined the local
YWCA.  I figured that I could swim with my arms.  I checked
out that on Tuesdays and Thursdays they opened the pool to
nude swimming.  I figured that I could handle that.  I would not
have to change to a swimsuit and then change back into street
clothes after the swim.

	I rolled my way back into the changing room for the pool
and got a basket for my clothes.  I found a place to change and
took my clothes off.  Then I rolled my way to the shelf for
locking up the basket.  With my towel over my shoulder I rolled
into the indoor pool.  It smelled of chlorine.  I worked my way
to the shallow end of the pool.

	There were about 20 or so people in the pool. .  There
were a few young women.  Most of the women were middle-
aged women.  Some of them had their daughters and
granddaughters with them.  The lifeguard was a majestic
woman in her early twenties.  The only way I could tell she was
the lifeguard was the chrome whistle hanging around her neck
from a chrome chain.  Her body was strong looking.  Not too
dark because she works indoors.  She had long lean muscles.
Her breasts were a nice C-cup size and her hair was dark
brown.  The sun or the chlorine bleached streaks in her hair.
Her pubis was charming it looked like she combed it.  She only
smiled at me as I locked the wheels of my chair.

	My wheel chair drew some attention, from every one.  I
lay the towel over the back of my chair.  Then I took my feet
off the footrests and folded the rests back.  With my feet on the
concrete decking I lifted my body up and just pushed off so that
I fell into the water.  I came up and rolled over onto my back.  I
started swimming the backstroke back and forth across the
pool.  When I felt comfortable with myself I rolled over and
stared swimming with a free style stroke.  I was out of shape
and soon had to hang onto the gutter to rest.

	The lifeguard came over and squatted down and asked
me how long I had been in the chair.  I told her for about a year
now.  That led to me having to explain how I broke my back.
She told me her name was Barbara.  Then she told me to let her
know if I needed help.  I thanked her telling her my name was
Shirley and went back to swimming.  I knew that if I didn't
push myself I would not get stronger.

	Slowly the pool emptied until I was the only one left in
the water.  I didn't realize how tired I was until I tried to pull
myself out of the pool. I finally made a swimming stroke to
build up speed so that when I reached for the top of the deck I
could lift myself high enough to get myself out over the lip to
the waist.

	I rolled over into a sitting position.  Then I pulled the
chair close to me and lifted my body up and into the seat.  I
bent over and put my feet on the footrests.  Then picked up my
towel and dried my hair and upper body.  I wheeled myself into
the dressing room and then it struck me that I would have a
hard time taking a shower without getting my chair wet.

	The lifeguard was picking up discarded towels that the
ladies had casually tossed onto wooded benches as they left.
She saw me sitting there trying to figure out how I was going to
wash the chlorine off my body.

	She came over and said it is a bitch isn't it.  Why don't
you join me in the lifeguard's shower?  So she wheeled me into
the back dressing room.  She wheeled me into the shower and
brought in a wooden chair with us.  I removed one armrest and
slid onto the chair.  She moved my chair out into the dressing
room and turned on the water.  I washed myself off and rinsed
off.  I dried myself and she brought back my chair.

	I wheeled myself back to the dressing room and got my
clothes and dressed.  By the time I was dressed the lifeguard
came out and walked me to my car.  I slide out of the chair and
into the driver's seat.  Then I folded up the chair and put it in
the back seat. Barbara checked out the controls that allowed me
to drive my car with hand controls.  She wished me a good
evening and she went her way.

	On Thursday after my swim and everyone was gone
Barbara pushed me into the lifeguard's shower.  There was
aluminum chair under a showerhead.  The head had been
replaced with a hand held Water Pick shower massager.

	I was almost in tears as I thanked her for being so
thoughtful.  I insisted on being allowed to repay her for the
expense. Barbara told me that it was unnecessary.  If I had to do
anything I could buy dinner sometime.  So I insisted to taking
her to dinner tonight.

	We drove to nice restaurant and we had a nice dinner.
Then I insisted that dinner was not enough to repay her
thoughtfulness.  She told me just being friends was payment
enough.

	As the weeks passed we really did become friends.  We
joked with each other.  When everyone was gone, she would
join me for a swim.  What she was doing was pacing me
forcing me to swim faster.  Just fast enough to increase my
endurance.  We would have dinner regularly together.

	It was a natural development that we started planning
evenings at the movies or something like that.  She was
spending more time at my house and we fixed dinner together.
Then we would talk awhile or play cards or watch movies.

	Our kissing good bye became natural.  But one night I
kissed her on the mouth with more than a little passion. Barbara
did not recoil from my kiss.  She wet her lips and returned my
kiss with equal ardor.

	That was my cue and I took it.  I felt her warm breast
with my hand.  She took hold of my hand at the wrist with both
hands.  I was scared that I had misread her response and was
about to rebuff me.

	On the contrary Barbara placed my hand inside her
blouse on her sports bra.  I felt the blood pulsing through the
flesh and her nipple got harder. Barbara walked behind me and
wheeled my chair to my bedroom.

	She undressed me and helped me get onto the bed.  Then
she did a striptease for me.  I sat there on the bed playing with
my nipples.  I could feel my nipples get hard.

	Barbara stood in front of me and kneeled in front of me
so she could kiss me.  She sucked my breasts until I thought I
could not stand anymore attention.  Then she kissed her way
down my body.  I flopped back as she kissed my pussy.  She
held my lifeless legs wide open and she kissed my cunt.  I could
not feel it but I could smell the cunt juices waft to my nose.  I
put my elbows on the bed to lift my upper body enough to see
her face as she sucked my cunt.  Then without warning I started
peeing on her face. Barbara was so sweet she just wiped her
face and licked her lips clean of the salty ammonia urine.  I was
so mortified that I begged her forgiveness.

	Barbara laughed and said some people enjoy water
sports.  I don't think I am one of them but as a change of pace I
am happy to try anything one time. As she chuckled.

	Then Barbara moved me on the bed so that I was in the
middle of the bed.  Then she lay by me and fed me her big
breasts one at a time.  I sucked her like this might be the last
time that I would ever get a chance to suck a tit.  Then Barbara
moved to the headboard so that she was sitting on my pillow.  I
rolled over and pulled myself up so that she could sit with her
legs bent and spread wide open.  She looked like an obscene
accouter of a Queen before me.  I put my face in the dark hair
like as slave begging forgiveness from my Queen.

	I sucked her with every thing I could put into it.  I wanted
to make her cum like she had never cum before in her life.
Poor Barbara didn't have a chance.  She was banging her head
on the headboard and rubbing her cunt against my mouth.  I wet
my index finger in my mouth and toyed with her anus.  Her
sphincter relaxed and my finger went in all the way up to my
fist.  I could actually feel my finger with my tongue.  Barbara
did cum and my effort was rewarded with her juices all over my
face.

	I was so pleased with myself that I had satisfied her so
much.  I rolled over to rest and Barbara scooted down to lay
next to me.  She kissed my mouth and licked her juices from
my face.


I hope you enjoyed the story and want more.  Please send your
mail to: janmay699@icqmail.com.