As sometimes happens, my disability prevents me from driving into work at the college campus where I am employed. This rarely happens but it does occasionally. Today appeared to be one of those days.
Let me explain a few things and introduce myself before going any further. My name is Wesley Redwood. I am a C5 quadriplegic. I broke my neck in a snow skiing accident at the 5th cervical vertebrae (hence C5) when I was just 21 years young. Since that day in November I have been paralyzed from the middle of my chest (the nipple line area) throughout the rest of my body. I can move my arms and have fairly good balance. I use a motorized wheelchair in order to get around.
I have been employed full time for the past ten years at a local community college. It is a great career and one where I truly enjoy what I do and feel honored to be a part of higher education. I work with a few great people who happen to be female....quite attractive females at that.
This particular morning I had gotten ready to drive to work with the help of my long standing attendant Josephina. She is an amazing person who has helped me for many years to remain as independent as humanly possible while living with a disability. As I drove out of the garage, I said goodbye to Josephina who promptly got into her own car and drove off as well.
A few blocks away I noticed that I wasn't feeling exactly right. Something was amiss. I decided to turn around and drive back home before I began to feel any worse. Typically when I felt this way it had something to do with my leg bag (a quad thing) or some other external annoyance.
After parking in the garage I tried calling Josephina. No answer. I exited my vehicle and went into the house to see if I could figure out what was going on. I realized that there was very little urine in my leg bag which meant there was a blockage somewhere. This could turn ugly if I didn't get it fixed quickly.
Thankfully, the college I worked at was less than a mile away from my house. I had a number of colleagues at the college who had helped me in the past in similar situations. I tried reaching them by phone with no luck. Running out of options, I finally called my office.
"Good morning. This is Natalia." The bubbly voice on the line said.
"Hi Natalia. It's me, Wesley." I replied, trying to sound as calm as possible. "Are Rebecca or Alexandria in the office?" I asked. Both Rebecca and Alexandria are supervised by me at the college and have helped me in the past when things like this have happened.
"They are both in the training for the new PeopleSoft system currently" Natalia replied. "Is there anything I can help you with Wesley?" She asked, a sincere and eager tone in her voice.
"I hate to ask but yes there is something I need help with Natalia" I hesitantly replied as I began to explain my predicament.
"I am having an issue with what I think is my leg bag. It's not draining for some reason. I usually get help from Rebecca or Alexandria; however, it seems they are not available".
"Where are you at?" Natalia asked. "I am more than happy to help if you'd like".
"I am still at my house just down the street," I explained. "Are you sure Natalia?" I asked. "It's kind of personal in nature".
After reassuring me she didn't mind, I gave Natalia directions to my house and hung up the phone. I grabbed a new drain tube and some other supplies and placed them within reach just in case.
I heard the doorbell ring and quickly headed to that side of the house to open it. Natalia stood on the porch patiently waiting to come in.
"Thank you very much for driving over to help me Natalia" I stated as I opened the door and let her in. "I hope this isn't anything too serious".
"No worries Wesley" Natalie said in her upbeat voice. "I have a little experience in this area as my friend is also in a wheelchair."
"Great, this should be easy for both of us then" I replied with some relief.
Natalia followed me as I wheeled back to the master bedroom. I positioned myself so that I could transfer out of my wheelchair and onto the bed.
"I am going to transfer onto the bed so that it's easier to figure out what is going on, OK?" I said, looking at Natalia.
"I'm here to help so just let me know what you need me to do", Natalie said reassuringly.
I successfully transferred back onto the bed and balanced myself. I instructed Natalia on how to lift my legs onto the bed and move my wheelchair out of the way. Lying on the bed, balancing on my elbows, I watched Natalia as she pushed my wheelchair out of the way.
Natalia was in her mid-twenties. She had worked at the college for a few years before she was hired as a permanent employee in Admissions and Records. Natalia was an international student at the college before getting her citizenship and landing a job there. She was about 5' 6" tall with perky breasts that accented her athletic body. She had blond hair and beautiful green eyes. However, her most striking asset had to be her firm, tight buttocks. Her family had immigrated to the U.S. from somewhere in or near Russia. Her accent was thick and very sexy.
Natalia turned around from pushing my wheelchair across the room and walked back towards me. She sat on the far edge of the bed while she removed her shoes.
"I don't know why I wear these heels? They just kill my feet!" Natalia stated matter-of-factly. "Besides, it's easier for me to help you with them off."
"There. That's much better!" Natalia exclaimed as she stood up. She was barefoot wearing a colorful summer dress that was loose but still accented her sexy frame. I was still lying on the bed, perched on my elbows. I could feel beads of sweat on my forehead and running down the back of my neck.
"I think I'll need your help to see what is going on with this tube" I said, trying to keep my composure. "Would you mind helping me with my pants?"
Standing next to the bed, Natalie leaned in and proceeded to unbutton my pants and undo my zipper. Once loose, I showed Natalia how I managed to push my pants off as I leaned from side to side. She grabbed my pants and pulled them past my knees. She then walked to the end of the bed to remove my shoes.
Once my shoes were removed, Natalia grabbed my pants and pulled them off completely. She also pulled off my socks which I thought was a bit odd.
"Thank you", I said to Natalie. "I didn't expect you to take off my shoes and socks as well. I don't want to make this a lot of work for you."
"It's no problem at all" Natalia said with a smile.
I was lying on the bed wearing only a shirt and my underwear. It was now fairly obvious that I had the beginning of an erection. I looked at my crotch in disbelief hoping Natalia would understand that, due in part to my disability, I had little control over this part of my body.
"The problem is with my supra-pubic tube which is inserted just a few inches below my navel", I said to Natalia trying to ignore my growing manhood. "I'll need your help with exposing it."
Still standing at the end of the bed, Natalia leaned over me and grabbed my underwear, pulling them off in one swift motion. Natalia could now clearly see my supra-pubic tube as well as my semi-erect, ten-inch cock. The sight of my tube or my hardening cock caused Natalia to whisper something under her breath.
