Matt is finally in high school, and excels in academics despite his confinement to a wheel-chair. He suffered from a rare illness when he was younger which left his legs useless. His body above his legs worked fine, including his recently awakened groin which his mother discovered from cleaning his underwear recently. She also discovered some girly-mags under his bed without a clue to their means of getting there.
His mom was really great; cool to talk to and very helpful to all of Matt's special needs. On his 18th birthday, his mom decided it was high time for her son to experience the ultimate in human sensuality...sex. She wasn't sure if she should ask her neighbor's daughter, Matt's age, or look up an escort from the yellow pages. Either way, she was determined that her son should grow up with normal experiences for a guy his age. Sexual discovery and contact was one of them, and so he sure as hell was gonna lose his at the same age she lost hers.
The yellow pages were so damned confusing. She left messages here and there, but no one returned her call. They probably thought it was a joke, or else didn't know what to think about a mother ordering a date for her son. While moving through the pages of the phone directory, young, beautiful Emily knocked on the screen door, dressed in a little beige mini skirt, and tight, light-blue belly shirt, showing off her girlish curves. Damn, she would be perfect for her son. She had already seen the way Matt's eyes scan Emily's body. "Is Matt here?", asked Emily. Mom shook her head, but motioned for Emily to enter. "What is it you needed my help with?", asked Emily, full of good intentions. Mom asked her to sit down at the table and offered a drink. The conversation lasted about a half hour as Matt's mom convinced Emily to not only come over and watch a movie with her son, but to sleep over! As it turned out, Emily's parents were going away this coming weekend and so she agreed to come over for the duration.
Mom found out from her talk that Emily had a crush on Matt, even though the other girls chastised her for it, because he is handicapped. The deal now brokered, Matt's mom promised to pay for anything they wanted this weekend and escorted Emily to the door. After saying goodbye, Emily walked back next-door, her young, curvy ass swinging side-to-side in her tight mini skirt. Mom got really excited for her son and remembered that she had to leave to pick him up at his physical therapy session.
Friday came and Matt was dropped off from school with a big smile on his face. It seems that Emily, from next door, had invited herself over to watch movies with him. Also, because her parents were gone, she wondered if she could sleep over so that she wouldn't be alone. Matt's mom of course accepted the idea with about as much excitement as her son. Until then, Mom had to shuffle Matt off to his therapy session and return in time to greet Emily.
A half hour later, Emily showed up at the door, an overnight bag slung over one shoulder and a big pillow under her arm. On top, she was wearing a pink, cropped-top fuzzy sweater which revealed her stomach and belly button. On bottom, she wore the same tight, white mini-skirt which she had on the day of their conversation. What a sight, this young, beautiful girl. Mom felt happy with her choice for her son. Hopefully, Emily was not a prude and would put out for him. A little booze in her drink should ensure that Matt gets some action tonight.
Mom led Emily to Matt's custom-made room on the ground-level, for ease of getting around. His room was huge. It had a sleeping area with bunk beds, a giant bathroom, and a whole living room area complete with high-tech home-movie system, surround speakers and cushy couch in front of a huge TV. A fridge buzzed in one corner of the room, a fish tank in another. Emily was impressed. She put down her bag near the bathroom and threw her pillow on the top bunk, where she figured she would sleep tonight. She was kinda sweaty from the heat of the day and asked to take a shower in Matt's shower. Mom got her a towel and asked her to feel free and use the shower and that she was going to go out and pick him and a couple movies up and then come back.
Emily was as excited about this evening as much as Matt's mom and even Matt. She had always had a crush on him, since she became his neighbor a few years ago when her parents moved here. She knew he liked her, too; those wandering eyes were too often caught taking in her endowed chest, and shapely hips. She was determined to show him a good time tonight, since she already had his mom's good graces.
Instead of showering right away, Emily decided to time it with Matt's arrival. She figured him walking in on her in his shower would be a nice start to the evening. A half-hour later, she heard Matt's mom's car pull into the driveway. She quickly pulled off her top, undid her bra and miniskirt and left her articles of clothing in the middle of Matt's room. She walked into the bathroom, leaving the door wide open, and started the shower. The shower was surrounded by clear, glass panels and a clear glass door. Perfect. She threw the towel across the bathroom, onto the floor, and stepped into the warm spray of water.
Matt rolled himself into the kitchen, from the ramp outside, and looked around, very quickly. He hunted for his date as he wheeled around his house, hoping he would find her; after all, his mom did say she had come over, already. The sound of a shower running piqued his attention, and he roved over to the source; in his bedroom.
His mom shouted goodbye, that she had to do some grocery shopping before dinner, and shut the door again. Matt's excitement level peaked at the prospect of being alone in his house, with the most sexy girl in school, showering in his bathroom. His dick sprung to attention in his modified trousers as he wheeled toward the open, bathroom door.
His jaw dropped as he witnessed the young female, Emily, washing herself in his shower. The scene was barely masked by the faintest trace of steam on the glass door and wall panels of the shower stall. He could still make out her large breasts, and beautiful pink nipples as she washed them with both hands, drawing her thumb and forefinger to her nipples in slow, long strokes. His eyes rolled back into his head as the blood rushed to fill his now fully-erect cock. He sat silently, as his first glimpse of a naked woman, live, showered before him, in full view. Emily, then bent over, washing her beautiful ass and also between her legs, seemingly oblivious to Matt's audience. Her hands slowly pushed the suds across the crack of her ass and her trimmed mound. Matt's mouth went dry from hanging so long as Emily cleaned herself, most diligently in all her most private places. She put her leg up on the low shelf in the shower, and slowly cleaned her long, slender legs, one a! t a time, to Matt's mounting excitement.
He couldn't help himself, and started to jerk his cock. This was just too good to be true, thought Matt, as he pulled on his especially large member, for a handicapped guy. He came with ease as Emily was bent over, washing her feet, baring her ass and pussy mound for his private viewing.
He rolled away, as quietly as possible, to his bedside table and grabbed some Kleenex to clean up. No sooner had he cleaned up than the shower stopped.
Emily finished rinsing and turned off the shower. She knew Matt had watched her, and also caught a glimpse of him playing with himself. She felt a girlish joy that she could turn him on with her young, naked body. The shower wasn't enough, though. She would create a carnal desire in him to match her own before the night was through.
Emily called out from the shower, "Matt, is that you?". Matt cleared his throat and replied that it was so. "Could you hand me my towel? It fell to the floor and I can't reach it.", Emily said.
Matt's hands began to tremble at the prospect of getting that close to this unbelievably attractive girl. Nonetheless, he wheeled himself into the bathroom, half averting his eyes from the glorious sight of this naked female. She had the shower door wide open and was holding her boobs with one arm, and crossed her legs tightly so he could not see her girl parts.
"It's right over there," Emily said as she pointed to the little white towel on the floor. Matt picked it up and rolled to the shower where she was. His dick was hard, again, as he handed the towel to her. He soaking wet blonde hair stuck to her delicate shoulders. Her body shivered slightly and he could see goose bumps all over her lightly tanned skin. She released her boobs, flashing him, as she grabbed the towel and shut the shower door again to dry herself. He couldn't move. He was awestruck as she dried her naked, wet body in front of him.
"Oh, and could you see if my clothes are somewhere in your room, I wouldn't want to lose them.", Emily asked.
Matt's eyes rolled back in his head again as his heart skipped beats at his great luck today. She actually left her clothes somewhere in his room, she had said. Sure enough, a tiny white mini-skirt, little furry pink top and lacy white bra were laying, carelessly, right in front of the television. He started to pull on his dick again at the sight of her clothes until he heard soft footsteps from behind.
