Hi guys, I'm back!
Sorry it's been so long, I've been off having babies (two, boy and girl) and becoming a make-up artist. But I'm back, kind of, and I couldn't leave my stories without an ending. So I'm starting with this one. Hope you like.
After my little revelation that Catherine was living with me things had settled into a routine. Catherine had gone back to work a week ago, now I was more mobile and able to do most tasks unaided, leaving me to fend for myself during the long, lonely nights. We'd decided that it would be best if I stayed in my old routine and slept during the day when Catherine was home, that way when I went back to work it wouldn't be too much of a change. Plus it meant that I got to spoon with Catherine and who could complain about that!
One downer was that we still hadn't made love. My little visit to her in my home office hadn't managed to make Little Lou rise. I'm starting to think the doctor was wrong and my manhood may be permanently out of business. If Catherine clad in a little skirt with her legs open, moaning while I touched her didn't do the job then I don't know what will. She was a gem though. Completely understanding when she'd reached out to give me the same attention I was giving her and found it just lying there like a wet fish, or maybe eel would be more apt, whatever it resembled it wasn't doing much. Or anything to be precise. I could tell she was as disappointed as me that we wouldn't be taking the next step in this little game we were playing but she didn't say anything, she just smiled softly and shifted against the chair. She'd put her soft hand on my wandering one between her thighs, silently letting me know we didn't have to do anything. But I so desperately wanted to please her, to hear her moan and cry out in pleasure like she used to. It had been so long since I'd heard those wonderful sounds.
I could see it in her eyes, she was turned on and even if I couldn't please her with Little Lou I knew of many ways I could with my hands and mouth. Hell, I'd gotten to know her body and what it liked pretty damn well. Satisfaction was the goal here and I made damn sure she got it! It and I were amazing, if I do say so myself. Not to brag but the sounds she made and the way her thighs clenched around my head as she reached her climax were enough to let me know that I had more than achieved my goal.
I never thought sex without receiving pleasure myself could be so good. Boy was I wrong. Pleasuring her with my tongue and fingers while she made those wonderful sounds and squirmed in the seat were amazing. Yeah I didn't climax myself but the feelings coursing through my body knowing I was doing this to her were what I can only describe as pure joy. Like that first taste of chocolate as it melts on your tongue or the first dip on a rollercoaster, you know it's coming and your whole body is on edge and then your stomach flips as you drop over the edge. That's what happened to me. Catherine climaxed and my stomach flipped with joy.
Now, a week later, I'm getting pretty fed up. If my tackle doesn't work soon then I will be taking another trip to the doctor. How can I expect Catherine to shack up with me if I can't even satisfy her in the traditional way. What kind of relationship would we have? No. I need to know if it's permanent for sure, that way I can spare Catherine a life with a half-man before things go too far. I know what she'll say, she'll tell me she doesn't care and that she loves me. But don't they all say that at the start, before they realise what they've gotten themselves into, then ten years down the line they resent each other and wish their lives were different. I can't do that to her, I couldn't live with the guilt of knowing she was only staying with me out of pity.
Right, I've made a plan. If in another week I haven't had any kind of erection, even just half a lob on, then I'm going back and demanding tests. I wonder what kind of tests they do to find out if your dick is broke...
Do they sit you in a room and make you watch porn. Here you go sir, have some Busty Babes. Today's episode: fake female prison guards having gangbang sex with fake inmates.
Yeah, because that's what happens in prison. Jeez, if it did every guy from here to Taiwan would be signing up for a stint in the local cells.
Or maybe it's more hands on. Do they get a nurse to fiddle with your junk to see if there's any response? God, Catherine would go mad if I got a stiffy off a nurse when she couldn't give me one. Hell, I'd hate it!
Maybe I should talk to Catherine about it since we're being more honest, perhaps she knows more about this sort of stuff what with her sister being a nurse. Or maybe I should go talk to Doc, I know he's been through something similar when he lost his legs. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Next time Catherine is out at the gym I'll go over to his place and see if he can shed any light on ways to get things going.
Okay, I know it's not the longest chapter but I'm easing myself back in. Plus its hard to have time to type when you have two children under 5.