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Archive name: Power03.txt
Authors name: Caesar
Story Title : Disabled powers
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Disabled Powers - Chapter III
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by Caesar, c1994
It was one of the few times his father ate supper with
his only son. And even that was a chore, since he
actually read his paper between mouthfulls and
ignored the young man completely. Sport sat beside
his nurse, Traci, and accross from him was
Esmerelda. Betty, the cook, served the meal then sat
at the opposite end of the table from the head.
Usually, it was a pleasant and delightfull time of the
day for Sport. Sitting with the three hired women of
the household, talking and laughing. Yet with the
older man in attendance, conversation was lacking.
In fact it was almost quiet, except for the polite
small-talk that was necessary at the table.
Yet for the young man it would be a different
experience for him than any other meal. Today he
had decided to find out if Traci was wearing any
panties under her usually loose skirt. Actually he
was prepared to investigate that fact earlier that day,
but his fathers appearance had stole that idea quickly
away. Not leaving him with any time to put his
desire into action. Also with the completion of the
meal, Traci would be leaving for home and the teens
discovery would have to wait another day.
Sport was so excited at the idea that his body
sometimes shook with adrenaline and contained
energy. Thankfully no one noticed. His pent up
desires forced his actions during that meal. He also
wondered if his earlier suggestion to his nurse was
still in effect.
Under the table, Sport placed his hand upon the knee
of his pretty nurse. He froze and quickly glanced at
everyone at the table, except Traci, to see if they
noticed anything. He left his small hand in that place
for several minutes, waiting to see if Traci
discuraged his advances. Nothing.
With the tips of the same hand, he lifted the loose
skirt up under his hand, between his palm and her
knee. He took a mouthfull of potatos then quickly
moved his hand onto the now-naked flesh of the
pretty woman sitting next to him. The unfamiliar
feel of female flesh was somehow wonderfull and
scary at the same time. He held her leg an inch
below her knee cap. Traci still didn't react, but
continued to slowly eat, with only a small smile upon
her face to reveal any emotion at all.
With the hand trembling, he slide it up the soft
smooth flesh. Inch by inch, very slowly he moved
upwards. Always expecting her to stop his advance
at any second, and prayed she didn't. In fact she
didn't stop him at all, nor did she help him.
His fingers felt the soft yelding flesh of her inner
thigh as he continued to move upwards. Sport felt
the opposite thigh hinder his advance any further and
he finally pulled his hand from her warm flesh.
Traci's skirt was about her upper legs and must be
exposing her long naked legs beneath the table.
Sport wished he could view them, as he had
witnessed them a week before as she pulled her
panties from beneath her skirt. His hand moved to
the leg farthest from him and gently pressed on the
inside of her knee forcing her legs to spread.
Again she didn't help nor hinder him.
Then he pulled the first leg towards him, knowing
her long slim legs were widely spread in a vee
beneath the table. He returned to his position upon
her upper leg, his fingers discovering the flesh of her
upper thigh. There was was moist heat in that area,
and at first it troubled his young virgin mind.
Only when he resolved to complete his voyage, did
he discover the cause of the warmth upon her
delightfull flesh. The first thing he felt when he
reached the area between her thighs was a thick curly
bush, moist and warm. It was easily parted for his
fingers to come into contact with the wet hot folds of
her crack. At first only the tips of his fingers
touched her crack, moving up and down the slimy
channel. He discovered the hard bud at the top of
the crevice and the sloppy wet hole at the bottom.
In fact, Sport was surprised when his middle finger
was enveloped into her wet vaginal hole up to the
third knuckle. Quickly he looked to the face of his
nurse to see her gently bitting the bottom of her lip
and staring at her plate. He pulled the sunken finger
from her inside her body, and rubbed the thick wet
substance that covered it upon her warm soft thighs.
He again returned to her crack and playfully slide his
fingers and palm back and forth along the length of
her crack.
Traci only moved once, when he again touched that
hard bud at the top of her slit and wiggled it
playfully. She shivered visibly, her bottom especially
aggitated upon the chair and his fingers. Fearfull
that someone may see the effect that his nurse was
showing from his advances, he left that hard
enlarged bud alone. And returned to the comforting
hole at the bottom of her vagina. Using two fingers
began a slow in out motion and continued this until
his father placed the paper onto the table, showing
that the meal was over.
Supper was over, as was the secret play that Sport
had enjoyed with his nurse. Betty returned to the
kitchen. Esmerelda and Traci helped by taking the
dishes out to be cleaned. Once when Traci was
returning for another load, she caught her charge
smelling and tentavily licking his fingers.
Embarrased they both turned red and returned to the
usually after-supper duties.