It had been nearly a week since the accident at work. Nearly a week since I'd been able to see anything other than vague shadows and almost total darkness. The doctors insisted I'd be fine soon enough. It was a bad chemical burn to the eyes but I was expected to fully recover my sight. Of course, the experience of being blind for a few weeks while I recovered was incredibly depressing. I promised never to take my eyesight for granted ever again when this was over.
I'd been moping for the last several days. I'd never been so helpless in my life. Linda had to do nearly everything for me since I couldn't see a thing. Truth be told I probably could have been a little more self sufficient but I was in such a sour mood that I didn't have the motivation. 10 more days of wearing my dual pirate patches was not something I relished.
"Come on Mr. Sorry For Himself - today you're getting cleaned up and we're going to turn your mood around. I have a very special surprise for you. We're going to make the best of things today!"
I glumly allowed myself to be pulled from bed and ushered into the bathroom. A toothbrush was pushed into my hand and my pajamas were stripped off of me. On my first attempt I completely missed the sink and apparently spit all over the mirror. Linda just laughed and redirected me while the shower warmed up.
I could feel her naked body against me as she pulled me into the shower and proceeded to clean me from head to toe. The warm water felt wonderful cascading over my body but not nearly as good as Linda's hands soaping me everywhere. Every time I tried to reach for her she scolded me and ran soapy fingers over my nipples or the head of my cock or teased my ass.
Once I was sparkling and fresh from head to toe she dried me with a towel, fixed my hair and deposited me on the couch in the living room totally naked.
"Be right back..."
I heard footsteps leaving the room followed by the sound of the shower turning back on. I didn't know what Linda had in mind but my mood was definitely improved although it was driving me crazy not to be able to see her - I've always been a highly visual person.
Moments passed as I stroked my cock gently just enough to maintain my erection. Finally I heard / sensed Linda returning to the room. I could feel she was close by as she whispered, "Lean forward and stick out your tongue."
I did as I was told. I felt her hands gently pushing my head towards my target. I extended my tongue, flat and wide preparing to lick her pussy from top to bottom. Oddly, I couldn't smell her arousal - only the vanilla scent of her body lotion.
As I made contact I froze. Instead of the soft, slick folds of her pussy I felt the unmistakable shape of a cock head resting on my tongue. I suddenly felt dizzy and my mind began racing.
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It must have been six months earlier that Linda and I were lounging by the expansive resort pool in St. Lucia. We were enjoying a great afternoon of people watching. A few of the women were topless and the remainder were wearing very brief bikinis. I would point out women here or there and comment on their bodies.
"Wow, the way her breasts sway with every step is certainly enticing."
"Those are the puffiest nipples I've ever seen."
"With that bikini bottom she mustn't have a wisp of hair left on her pussy."
Linda was smiling and nodding, her own eyes mentally exploring each of them longingly. Her nipples were rock hard and covered in a shiny gloss of sweat and tanning lotion. Finally she slipped her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose, sitting up and swinging to sit on the edge of her chaise.
She leaned conspiratorially close to me, raised her eyebrows, and whispered, "I know you've always been fascinated by my bisexuality, but what about you?"
