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“Move forward and we’ll do your arm.”

I scooted the chair forward and he repeated the process with the cast on my arm. It broke away easily, and again I was left with a feeling of lightness. After checking everything was as it should be, Barry unplugged the saw and placed the casts on a small table nearby.

“Time to find out how well that leg is going to hold up under your weight.”

While he stood back, I placed my hands on the sides of the chair, knowing I’d need to use the strength in my right hand to offset the weakness in the left, and pushed onto my feet. It was lucky Barry was a big man because when my leg buckled beneath the weight, he was able to save me from landing hard on my arse. I was eased back into the chair.

“Well, that went well.”

Barry laughed. “It went as well as I expected. The limb is too weak to support you so soon after having the cast off. You’ll need the wheelchair for a few days yet; ask Connor to assist you with leg strengthening exercises. You’ll need to do the same with your arm. Use some moisturiser to help with the dry skin.”

“How’s it going?” Natalie asked as she entered my bedroom and came to stand beside the chair. I took one of her hands in mine.

“Let’s just say if you’d been here ten minutes ago, you would have seen me almost land on my arse.”

Natalie kissed my cheek. “You need to give it time is all, and work on exercises that will give you strength.”

“Listen to Natalie, she’s right.” Barry agreed.

“You two are in cahoots, but I’ll do as you ask.”

“Good. I’ll see you again in a few days to check on your progress.”

Barry collected the now-defunct casts and the saw and headed towards the door.

“No fucking for another two weeks, Natalie, but I’m pleased to know the blow job showed there isn’t an issue. Or at least it appears to have proven all is okay.”

Natalie’s face burned red on hearing the doctor’s parting words.

“It’s getting late, sweetheart. Tania and I are headed back to the hotel, so I’ll see you again tomorrow.”

Natalie lowered onto my lap and, with her arms wrapped around my neck, crashed her lips against mine for a deep, cock-hardening kiss. When she pulled back and touched her forehead to mine, I moaned.

“Tomorrow, Jake.”

I watched as her sexy arse disappeared from the room, already looking forward to spending time with her the following day.

***

“Ready?” Connor asked as he strutted into my room.

I set the book I’d been reading face down on my bedside table.

“Yes, but we still need the wheelchair. My fucking leg won’t take my weight yet.”

“Barry told you it would be weak.”

“Let’s just say I was hoping he was wrong.”

“Did he talk about leg strengthening exercises?”

“Yep, I’ll start with light weights as we talked about and the same for my arm.”

“Sounds good.”

Connor helped me into the wheelchair and flicked the footrests down into place. I was wheeled from the house and onto a path that led along the side. From there, we crossed the yard and headed for the shed.

When we reached the door, I pushed it open and Connor wheeled me inside.