"Why don’t I just knock like normal people?" Blue thought to herself just before attempting to climb a tree with a broken arm.

"Well it is kind of late. Plus it’s been so long since I’ve done this." Blue tried justifying her actions to herself. Ever since Blue and Jaclyn were little, Blue would always come over late at night, and climb the tree in front of Jaclyn’s window instead of using the door. She had always liked challenge and climbing a tree with an arm cast and flip-flops was definitely a challenge.

The higher Blue climbed up the tree the more she heard what sounded like crying. She was probably just hearing things.

"God these are horrible." Sonya thought to herself while sitting on the couch in her living room grading papers. She couldn’t believe how bad most of the papers were, it wasn’t like she didn’t cover the material, kids just didn’t seem to care anymore. Jaclyn, Blue, and a few others were the only students in her classes that seemed to care about their work and future. Everyone else seemed to be content with his or her doomed path.

"Not again." Sonya whined to herself. It was the third time in an hour that she had an itch in her foot that she couldn’t scratch because of the cast. She put the papers next to her on the couch and reached for her trusty bent hanger that rested next to her foot on the coffee table. She had thought several times of marketing a hanger-like product for single people who couldn’t scratch their own toes.

After alleviating the annoying itch in her foot, Sonya stretched and took a quick break from grading papers. She thought to herself about all the positive things that resulted from David leaving her; she could now stay up late at night with her music on grading papers. That was about the only positive Sonya could think of. She often found herself on the phone late at night crying to Kacey about how lonely she was. Granted, she did have Jaclyn, but Jaclyn wasn’t around all the time. It would only be a matter of time before Jaclyn would get bored with Sonya and move on. She sometimes missed the feeling of a man. A pair of strong hands caressing every inch of her body with sureness and purpose. She missed the feeling of a large penis parting her lips and slipping deep into her warm expecting pussy.

Sonya stared down at her casted left leg propped on the table. She still could not get over the novelty of being in a cast. She loved the way the purple fiberglass consumed every curve and shape her leg had, and the way her toes were left exposed letting her know that it was her leg under there. Sonya slowly undid the top button of her shorts, deciding it was time for another "break." She felt her hand slip under the band of her panties, and her fingers making their way down to her wet excited pussy, when the doorbell rang.

"Who the hell comes over this late at night?" Sonya buttoned her shorts disappointedly. She prayed it was Jaclyn.

"Coming." Sonya called to the second ring of the doorbell. Sonya lowered her leg from its pillowed spot on the coffee table. She felt her shoulder ache as she awkwardly stood up with the aide of her crutches. Sonya racked her brain trying to figure out who was at the door.

"What the hell?" Jaclyn wiped the tears from her eyes wondering who or what was tapping on her window.

Blue could see the tears on Jaclyn’s cheeks glistening in the moonlight as she came to the window. Something serious had to be wrong if Jaclyn was crying.

"What are you doing here?" A cool breeze invaded Jaclyn’s room upon opening the window for Blue.

"Glad to see you too." Blue was glad to be on solid ground again. The last thing she wanted was to break a leg or her other arm.

"I didn’t mean it like that. I just wasn’t expecting you." Blue could tell Jaclyn was on the verge of breaking down again.

"So how about you tell me what you were crying about." Blue slipped out of her flip-flops and took a seat next to Jaclyn on the bed.

A few more tears rolled down Jaclyn’s cheeks, "Eric and I had a fight." Jaclyn didn’t care so much that they fought or what they fought about. She was upset that Eric had been so rude, and was yelling at her. Jaclyn didn’t take to angry people well.

"About what?" Blue played with her casted fingers.

"He was mad at me saying that I’m never around anymore, and just a whole bunch of other shit." Jaclyn began caring less about Eric being an asshole and more about Blue.

"Well from what I heard you aren’t exactly around anymore. You’re always at work." Jaclyn stared at Blue’s toes as she spoke. She really liked the pastel green polish on Blue’s toes.

"I know I am, but he didn’t have to be so rude about it." Jaclyn decided not to divulge that she at Sonya’s more than she was at work. At night Jaclyn often found herself worrying that maybe she was falling out of love with Eric. He no longer seemed to be able to please her, she often found herself growing very annoyed with Eric and men in general.

"Well just make sure you show up to your surprise party at James’ on Saturday." Blue seemed to be reading the signatures on her arm.

"Surprise party?" Jaclyn had spent the past weeks pretending not to be excited about her 18^th birthday on Saturday.

"Eric, James, and I have been planning this for some time now. I know it’s supposed to be a surprise, but I know how much you don’t like surprises." Blue seemed kind of nervous.

"Is that why you really came over?" Jaclyn leaned over and pressed her lips to Blue’s.

"No." Blue kissed Jaclyn back with an open mouth.

"Good. I didn’t think so." Jaclyn slipped her tongue into Blue’s mouth. Jaclyn closed her eyes and gave up to Blue’s kiss. Each kiss was so gentle yet passionate. Jaclyn felt Blue’s soft hand slip under the waistband of her boxers. A tenseness came over Jaclyn’s stomach as Blue caressed the shaved lips of Jaclyn’s pussy. Blue teased Jaclyn by playing with the lips, and stroking the area above.

After Blue withdrew her hand Jaclyn decided it was time for revenge. She pulled Blue’s shirt off to reveal her bare breasts. Blue ran her fingers through Jaclyn’s soft blond hair while she sucked hard on her nipples. Blue clenched her teeth every time she felt her nipple being pinched between Jaclyn’s teeth. It had been several weeks since Blue had gotten laid. It felt good having Jaclyn’s familiar tongue stroking and playing with her nipples. She now regretted teasing Jaclyn, now she would have to wait to feel Jaclyn’s tongue lick and play with her clit.

"I may be wrong." Blue thought to herself feeling Jaclyn pull both her thong and pants off at the same time. She felt so weird being completely naked except for her cast.

"I want to watch." Jaclyn pulled a dildo from underneath her bed. Blue wasn’t very surprised at this request, nor was she surprised at the feeling of her toes slipping into Jaclyn’s mouth as she slid the dildo into her wet pussy. Blue never did understand Jaclyn’s obsession with feet. Blue often pretended to be annoyed with it, but she absolutely loved the feeling of Jaclyn’s warm tongue exploring every crevice of Blue’s toes.

Jaclyn was in pure heaven watching Blue pleasure herself while she sucked on her toes. She enjoyed watching Blue’s breasts bouncing as she thrust her hips. For once Blue was actually being quiet. Usually she was moaning loudly at this point. Blue could tell by Jaclyn’s irregular sucking patterns that she had mesmerized. Blue gently stroked her pussy with her cast. Jaclyn’s eyes widened at the sight of Blue stroking her erect nipples with the rough surface of her cast. Jaclyn slowly withdrew Blue’s toes from her mouth and straddled her. She kissed Blue hard and deep while taking control of the dildo. Jaclyn lightly bit Blue’s lip feeling her fingers slip inside of her and Blue’s cast rubbing hard on her nipples. Neither girl last through the set up long, before reaching orgasm several times in a row. Their sweaty bodies pressed close together, while they kissed each other with small constant pecks.

"Jim?" Sonya was shocked to see Mr. Dunbar at her door so late at night, "What are you doing here?"

"I um," Jim’s eyes darted to Sonya’s breasts, then her cast as he searched for the words to say, "I came to talk to you."

"You could have just called." Sonya used one of her crutches to close the door.

"I had to come in person." Sonya was apprehensive about Jim’s intentions.

"Okay."

"What are you listening to?" a soft mellow bass heavy music with soft female vocals filled the house.

"Portishead." Sonya moved the papers from the couch to the coffee table "Have a seat."

"Thanks." Jim sat down nervously. Sonya could feel his eager stare as she sat down. Jim seemed very nervous.

"You don’t mind do you?" Sonya asked putting her feet in Jim’s lap.

"No." Jim didn’t even look at her feet; he continued to steal looks at her breasts.

"So what do you need to talk about?" Sonya wanted to hurry up so she could get back to pleasuring herself.

"Well I came to apologize." Jim said barely audible.

"Why so late at night?" Sonya was turned on by Jim’s shyness, and the fact that he came over so late just to apologize.

"Well my daughter." Jim had an 18-year-old daughter named Monica. She was tall, blond, beautiful, and looked nothing like Jim. She attended school in a different district because she lived with Jim’s ex-wife.

"Why did Monica make you apologize?" Sonya was baffled as to what Monica had to do with the apology Jim owed her.

"Well she’s spending the weekend with me. And in the car on the way home from school she asked how you were doing, and if I ever apologized to you? When I said no, she said she wouldn’t speak to me until I did so. I thought she was joking but all through dinner she didn’t say a word." Jim slowly loosened up the farther he got into his explanation.

"Well I’m flattered you came over so late. Apology accepted." Sonya didn’t care anymore about the apology; she wanted to rip Jim’s clothes off.

"How is your leg?" Jim glanced at Sonya’s cast for the second time.

"It’s fine now. I still have a while to spend in this thing." Sonya rubbed her bare right foot over Jim’s crotch.

"I’m so sorry." Jim seemed very guilt ridden the more he looked at Sonya’s cast, and imagined just how painful it must have been for her.

"That’s okay," Sonya wiggled her casted toes, "Could you do me a favor and scratch my toes, they itch."

Sonya laid her head back while Jim nervously scratched the bottom of Sonya’s soft toes. Jim couldn’t take his eyes off of Sonya’s breasts. It was killing him to just watch her erect nipples tease him through her white skirt. Sonya wasn’t surprised when Jim’s lips closed over hers. She was surprised it had taken him so long. His hands massaged her breasts while his tongue fought with Sonya’s. She had forgotten it was Jim’s erection pressing against her thing. Sonya could have cared less as long as it was a man.

Neither Sonya nor Jim noticed they were both on the floor in front of the couch. Nor did they care that they were naked. It didn’t matter. Sonya was in heaven with Jim’s tongue wildly exploring her nipples, his hands groping her ass, and his throbbing erection pressed against her thigh. Sonya wanted nothing more than for Jim to slip his cock between her legs.

"Oh shit." Sonya heard Jim mumble, followed by a warm wet sensation dripping on her thigh.

"I’m so sorry." Jim apologized profusely. Sonya raised her head to see Jim’s cum all over her thigh. She couldn’t win.

"It’s okay." Sonya grabbed a tissue off the table and cleaned her thigh.

"I’m so sorry." Jim was obviously embarrassed. Sonya didn’t say anything. She merely slid down farther and took Jim’s now soft penis in her mouth. She could still taste the cum on his dick. Sonya quickly forgot about Jim’s accident and continued sucking until Jim formed another erection. He wasn’t leaving until she got what she wanted.

Jim was shocked that Sonya was so quick to shrug off his accident. His ex-wife usually yelled at him and went to bed. He felt like he was dreaming. He couldn’t count the number of times he lay awake in bed at night fantasizing about Sonya. Now there she was sucking his dick. It didn’t take long before Jim’s cock became erect again.

"Please Jim." Sonya didn’t need to ask in detail, he knew what she wanted.

Jim’s cock sliding into her pussy was like a glass of water on a hot day. It felt so new and refreshing. Each thrust of Jim’s cock coincided perfectly with the bass pumping out of the stereo. The song Wandering Star would be forever etched in Jim’s brain. Sonya found herself ignoring Jim and thinking about how much she missed Jaclyn. Jaclyn couldn’t do what Jim was doing, she could never pleasure Sonya in that way, but at least in everything she did, she meant well.