Linda sat on the exam table staring down at her now bare right leg. This had been the first time in 3 weeks Linda’s leg hadn’t been covered in plaster. It was hard, but Linda headed the doctor’s advice to not move her leg. She was thoroughly disgusted with the state of her leg when the top half of her plaster leg cast was removed. The dead skin was disgusting. Thankfully the nurse cleaned her leg off before she went to x-ray.

"Weren’t you one of the two nurses that helped Dr. Robertson set my leg?" Linda asked the cute brunette nurse as she assembled supplies on a tray.

"Yeah." She said quietly.

"Where is Dr. Robertson?" Linda was grateful he was gone; Dr. Boyd was much younger and cuter.

"At home taking care of his wife, Hope. She was the other nurse that night you came in." Sidney didn’t look up from what she was doing.

"What happened to her?" Linda was somewhat shocked someone as young as Hope was with a much older man like Dr. Robertson.

"Well last week while they were on their honeymoon, Hope somehow managed to break both her arms and legs skiing. So he’s at home with her fucking her brains out, I presume." Sidney said calmly. Linda pictured Dr. Robertson’s hips thrusting hard as Hope attempted to wrap her casted limbs around his naked body.

"Well your x-rays look great Linda." Dr. Boyd strolled in, interrupting the conversation.

"So does that mean I get a smaller cast?" Linda teased.

"Nice try," Dr. Boyd’s warm hand cupped over Linda’s bare left toes, "What color cast do you want?"

"I actually liked the plaster." Linda wasn’t lying. She liked the bulky, yet protective feeling it gave.

"Sorry only Dr. Robertson knows where it is." Linda noticed her toes were still in Dr. Boyd’s hands.

"Then red I guess." Linda was sincerely disappointed.

"You don’t need a play by play explanation do you?" Dr. Boyd asked as Sidney unrolled the stockinet up Linda’s leg.

"Nope." Sidney held Linda’s leg off the table as Dr. Boyd began the casting process, starting with the padding.

Sidney ignored the annoying back forth flirtation between Linda and Dr. Boyd. She couldn’t stand Linda to begin with. She had been such a bitch when they initially brought her in and now she was flirting happily with Dr. Boyd. She didn’t care for Dr. Boyd either. He flirted with every cute girl that came in. She tuned both Linda and Dr. Boyd out completely, finding refuge in her own thoughts.

Sidney continuously glanced over at Linda’s old plaster cast in the trashcan. Like her sister, Hope, Sidney loved casts. Except the attraction was a bit different for Sidney. She loved a removed cast. She could have cared less about people wearing casts, but to Sidney an old worn cast was like catnip. She had been so thankful that Hope was so klutzy when they were younger.

Sidney closed her eyes recalling the first time Hope broke her leg. They were both juniors in high school, and for the first time Sidney didn’t attend Hope’s varsity basketball game. She vividly remembered the feeling that cam over her as Hope returned home early with their mother, crutches, and a smooth white plaster cast from her toes to her upper thigh. Hope had been turned on by the concept of the cast protecting the two broken bones in her lower leg. Sidney had been turned on by the cast itself, and the abuse it endured. After what seemed like eight endless weeks Hope’s very worn full leg cast was removed and replaced with a small one. Hope kept both casts for Sidney. After Hope’s leg healed Sidney felt a lot closer to her sister.

Sidney was thrilled when she was assigned to help with Linda’s cast change. Like Hope, Linda seemed to have done a lot in her cast. The surface was covered in signatures. The stockinet by the toes was torn and very worn. Sidney had even noticed a cum stain by the opening down at her toes. She couldn’t wait to get the cast home. First she would put her small between the two halves of the cast and just imagine all the things Linda did while in the cast. Then she would rub her bare pussy against the plaster. She loved the way the plaster felt against her pink lips, and the way the smell of the cast intoxicated her.

"All done." Dr. Boyd gave Linda’s new red cast a final once over.

"It looks great." Linda wiggled her toes. The red of the cast was almost identical to the nail polish on her toes.

"Sidney why don’t you go on home. I’ll clean up." Dr. Boyd insisted. Sidney graciously accepted his offer, and quickly fled the room with the trashcan that needed to be emptied.

"It’s so light." Linda lifted her leg and wiggled her toes.

"Fiberglass is a lot lighter than plaster." Dr. Boyd took Linda’s casted foot in his hands.

"Go ahead doctor." Linda tauntingly spread her toes at him. Dr. Boyd closed his eyes as her toes slipped into his mouth.

Linda had thought Dr. Boyd would suck on her toes for a couple seconds, but she had never expected him to go at it for a half an hour, "Having fun doctor?"

"Mmmhmm." Dr. Boyd didn’t even look up. He obviously didn’t get to do this often.

"Why don’t you come here and let me reciprocate the favor." Dr. Boyd had a quizzical look on his face to Linda’s suggestion, "Come on don’t be shy."

Dr. Boyd’s bulging erection was very obvious when he stood up. His steps to Linda’s side were small and careful. He was obviously close to coming.

"Now what do we have here?" Linda unzipped Dr. Boyd and exposed his modest member. It was nearly as big as David’s or her expectations, but it would suffice. Dr. Boyd moaned quite loudly as Linda took his shaft in her mouth. Judging by how loud Dr. Boyd moaned how much his hips bucked he obviously wasn’t that experienced. Linda was surprised and let down when after only a few minutes Dr. Boyd’s cum was shooting to the back of her throat.

"Can I go now?" Linda was disappointed.

David was still in shock about his promotion. He quickly weaved in and out of traffic in a rush to get home and thank Linda. He never really took into consideration what she did to get him the promotion, but that didn’t matter.

Linda adjusted herself on the bed as she heard David’s car pull into the driveway. Linda sat as seductively as possible on the bed. She wore only a see-through black bra and thong; David’s favorite. Linda was still in a state of disappointment about her conquest of Dr. Boyd. She had expected he would hop on the table with her and fuck her, but instead he came the second she took his dick in her mouth.

Linda’s heart raced as she heard David’s eager footsteps ascending the stares. She didn’t care what it took, but David was going to have to make up for Dr. Boyd’s shortcomings.

"Hi honey." Linda purred to David as he entered.

"Guess what?" David kissed Linda hello.

"What?" Linda pretended like she didn’t know.

"I got the promotion," David was visibly excited, "I don’t know how you did it, but I got the promotion."

"Congratulations." Linda wiggled her toes in an attempt to dissipate an itch in her foot, while recalling the memories of her saliva-covered toes stroking Erik Anders’ shaft.

"So that’s how you did it," David noticed Linda’s wiggling toes and assumed she was answering his question, "You’re a genius."

"Wait honey…" Linda was interrupted by David’s mouth covering the toes of her left foot. This had been the first time David ever touched her feet, except he was doing a lot more than touching. His warm tongue rubbed hard against her toes while sucking intensely at the same time. Linda ran her toes through David’s soft hair. He was doing such a good job that Linda hadn’t even noticed that her fingers were deep inside her wet pussy. Neither Jacob nor Erik had ever been this good. It was almost as if he had been practicing this moment his entire life, but she knew that wasn’t true. David couldn’t even pass for a closet foot lover.

"Oh no you don’t." David had finally seen the rhythmic motion of Linda’s hand buried inside her panties.

"Don’t stop." Linda whined not even opening her eyes. David disregarded her command and climbed on the bed with her. In one swift motion David took hold of Linda’s thong and pulled it off.

"Hurry up." Linda whined to David as he quickly and efficiently undressed. She didn’t really care; she just felt the need to whine. She was in no rush; the warm air of the bedroom caressing her wet fingers and thighs was comforting enough.

Linda’s quiet little world was soon interrupted by the feeling of her fingers being removed from between her legs, and replaced by David’s cock. As usual David began pounding hard immediately. So hard his balls slapped against her with every thrust. Linda remained disenchanted. David seemed to have turn into a different lover. The ferocity with which he sucked, bit, and licked Linda’s breasts seemed more intense and passion driven. He had always fucked her hard, but this time his driving force was different; he actually meant it. They weren’t just fucking this time. They were making love.