Double Date?



by



Gammy







	Artur was in no mood to hear the words that all the girl at the check in counter was telling him.  The day had not started well.  First, a power outage had made him late...in fact, it was still off when he left the house.  Then the traffic was terrible...bumper to bumper most of the way to the airport.  And now...no window seat on the flight to Hawaii.  Oh, well...just have to make the best of it....



	As he left the counter for the departures lounge, Artur got to thinking about whom he would share the first class seat with.  Probably some business person or elderly person...not much chance at conversation there...in other words, a long boring flight again.



	Artur was a little late getting to the lounge and the call had already gone out for passengers that needed boarding assistance.  Damn these hooks thought Artur.  The fire 15 years ago had robbed him of his mother and his hands.  His sister was horribly disfigured and his father had been restrained by the cops from trying to rescue his family.  Now he was left with two steel hooks that were good for most things, but not for stowing luggage in overhead compartments.  He always had to have help with that.



	The stewardess was a pleasant, both in personality and looks, as she boosted Artur's bags into the overhead compartment.  She said she remembered him from when he flew in a couple of weeks ago after a conference in Chicago.  All the looks and questions had been dealt with at that time, so it was just pleasantries that were exchanged this time.  Artur now had a chance to sit in his seat and have a look at the person he would be.....stuck with!?!?



	In the next seat was a georgeous blonde in her mid twenties!  Her long, flowing hair was done in a simple style that framed her face in a very seductive way.  Her breasts were large, but not too large.  Her legs were well shaped and not the least bit flabby.  In all, she was the dream neighbour to share the flight with.



	But why did she board this early?  She didn't seem to have any problems that would cause her to need boarding assistance?  Artur was determined to find out.



	As he looked over his neighbour, Artur noticed her moving her legs, but not her arms.  The sleeves of her blouse were full, but...was it possible she was an arm amputee too?



	He tried the usual pleasantries and small talk, but she only smiled a weak smile and said nothing.  How in the hell was he going to get this nice looking woman to talk with him?  He finally decided to take the plunge and introduce himself.



	"Hi.  I'm Artur Prospolev, and you are...?"  Artur offered his right hook for a "handshake."



	The woman looked at him with a mixture of surprise, pleasure, and sorrow.  As the emotions fought for control, she bit her lip and tried to decide what to do.  Finally, she decided to speak.



	"Hi, Artur.  I'm Jenny...Jenny Peters.  I'd shake your...ummm....hand, but I have a small problem, and..."  Her eyes filled with tears.



	"Hey, hey, hey now.  No need to cry or anything like that.  I understand fully that you are somewhat embarassed by my appearance, but I have a feeling that you are more embarassed by your appearance.  You are new to this amputee thing, right?"



	Jenny looked at Artur quickly with amazement on her face.



	"That's right.  But how did you..."



	"Know you were an amputee?  Well, your legs were real because of the way you moved them.  But you weren't moving your arms.  They seemed to be there, but the lack of movement told me that you were uncomfortable with the way they looked, so I figured you were an amputee.  And a relatively new amputee at that.  Right?"  Artur smiled in a pleasant consoling, uplifting manner.



	Jenny was really surprised now.  Not only was her seat mate an amputee, but he was good looking and was trying to help her overcome her fear of her status as a "new" amputee.



	"Well...yes.  I am.  It was about 8 months ago that I was in an accident.  It..."  the tears began to flow again.



	Artur was filled with compassion for this young beauty.  Eight months was not very long in terms of dealing with amputations.



	"Let it all hang out, Jenny.  Let it all hang out.  It's O.K. to cry and feel bad about your situation.  It took me about two years to do what you are doing now.  Travelling on your own.  I tried to bury my feelings, but eventually had to face the facts.  It's hard, but you seem to be a strong woman, and I think you'll come through it O.K."



	Artur dug into his pocket and finally managed to find a handkerchief.  He gently used his hooks to rub the tears off her face while taking care not to poke out her eyes.  He then placed his left arm over her shoulders and held her close.  He knew she needed this cry and was not about to interrupt it.



	Jenny was letting it all hang out.  She had been trying to be brave about the whole thing and had buried her feelings of sorrow and shame.  Now, in the presence of another amputee she knew that it would be alright to cry and not worry about the pity of others.



	It was about 20 minutes after the flight took off that Jenny finally managed to start pulling herself together.  Some passengers and crew had stopped to ask if they could help, but Artur had taken full command of the situation and was not about to let some good meaning, but misunderstanding, people put Jenny in the position where she would have to bury her feelings again.



	"I'm sorry, Artur.  I didn't mean to unload my sorrow and anger on you, but...I really appreciate it.  It was such a relief to hear you say all the things you did and know that you understood what I was going through."



	"No problem, Jenny," replied Artur.  "I know what it is like to lose at the very least your hands, and have to learn how to do things with your feet and these hooks.  I must say though that...it seems to me..."  Artur was not sure how to proceed.



	Fortunately, Jenny came to his rescue.



	"That I lost more than my hands?  Yes, I did.  I lost both arms.  They had to work hard for me to keep my shoulders, but they managed to do just that.  I don't move my arms any more than I have to because I am still learning the finer points of controlling my prostheses."



	"The best way to learn is not to limit the use, but to use them all the time.  Gesture, point, and do all the usual things that you would with arms.  It is the best way to proceed."



	After that Jenny began to use her "arms" as a normal person would.  She still felt self concious about them, but realized that Artur was right.  In fact, from then on, the flight went quickly.  They talked most of the way and taught each other some tricks to make eating easier.  Before they knew it, the plane was landing in Honolulu.



	As they walked to get their luggage, they talked about where they were staying.  It turned out they were staying at the same hotel, and were both on vacation.  At the luggage rack, Artur got both his bags and Jenny's.  She thanked him profusely as suitcases were very awkward for her to handle.  They shared a taxi to the hotel and managed to get ajoining rooms.



	"So, what are you doing for dinner," asked Artur?



	"Well, I was thinking of getting room service.  I don't feel like going out tonight."



	"Good idea.  But...I was wondering if you would like some company...for dinner that is?"  Artur was almost embarassed to ask.



	"I'd really like that, Artur," came Jenny's heartfelt reply.  "Is six too early?"



	"Six is fine.  See you then."



	Time dragged slowly for the next couple of hours.  Both were very nervous about dinner, and what followed the meal.  Should she ask him to stay for a nightcap?  Should he leave right after dinner, or what?  Before they realized it, six o'clock had arrived.



	Artur knocked gently on Jenny's door.  The sound of metal on metal preceeded the opening of the door.  The hotel had thoughtfully changed all their doorknobs to handles that made it easy to open the doors.



	"Come on in, Artur."



	They were both in the same outfits they had been travelling in and a quick joke was made about it.  Dinner was lovely.  The seafood was cooked to perfection and the salad was delicious.  The wine was excellent too.  Artur noticed that Jenny was a little slower than him at eating because of the mechanisms in her arms.  So, he slowed down too, just to make her more comfortable.



	After the dinner was over, they stood at the window looking out.  Both were as nervous as two teenagers on their first date.  Suddenly they realized that they had intertwined their hooks.  It was an awkward moment as they pulled apart.  In fact, they moved so quickly that Jenny pulled the prosthesis off Artur's right arm!



	Jenny stood there in shock as she raised her left arm with Artur's right hand dangling from it.  Artur was holding out his right arm in an equal display of shock.  As their eyes met they realized how funny they looked and started to laugh.  It ended up with them holding each other up as big tears rolled down their cheeks.



	"Well, what do we do now, Artur"



	""I guess we'll just have to try to untagle this mess.  You put your other hand here..."



	With much effort they struggled to free their hands from each other.  But, no matter how much they tried, they found they just needed one more hand each.



	"Can you grip there with your teeth, and I'll grip here with mine.  that should , hopefully do it," suggested Artur.



	"O.K." came Jenny's reply.  "Here goes nothing."



	The hooks finally came free, but not before their lips met twice.  They stood there looking at each other before Artur stammered that it was getting late and started to leave in a rush.



	Jenny quickly moved in front of Artur and blocked the door.  It was obvious to her that the accidental kisses had unnerverd Artur, but she was not about to let a man who understood her condition so well get away from her.



	"Just a minute, Artur.  I'm...."



	"Ummm?"



	"Well, I guess I meant to say that I was hoping you would stay a little longer.  I know it's the first date and all that, but I feel like I've known you for a long time already, and...well...I was hoping to get to know you a little better.  Does that sound too corny?"



	"Not really," came Artur's reply.  "I was just...well...a little nervous, that's all.  You see..."

Artur was unsure of how to continue.



	"Perhaps you were trying to say that you have never dated a female amputee before?"



	Artur nodded and turned a very embarassed red.  He felt he really liked Jenny, but was a little uncomfortable with her situation as a recent amputee.  Maybe after a couple of days he could...



	They both decided that it had been a long flight and a good sleep was just the thing they both needed.  They did decide to get together and see the sights the next day.  After a quick kiss, Artur returned to his room and left Jenny to herself.



	Artur had trouble sleeping as his thoughts turned more and more to the beauty that was in the next roon.  He was hoping that she would eventually...but, maybe not ...



	Jenny was having even more trouble than Artur.  She began by undressing herself.  She was glad that most of her clothes had been able to be modified with velcro replacing buttons, but it was still awkward to fasten and unfasten the velcro.  After undressing, Jenny removed her prostheses.  She wandered into the bathroom and carefully checked her scarred shoulders for any signs of soreness.  Although the prosthetists had done an excellent job, it was still possible to get sores, blisters, etc.  As she checked, she thought about Artur.  She was really drawn to him and couldn't figure out why.  Her bladder started asking for attention, so Jenny sat on the toilet and answered the call of nature.  The next step was to use the bidet.  It was so much easier to use one than use paper.  As the stream of water hit her pussy and ass, she reaized that she was getting excited...very excited.



	Jenny got off the bidet and wiped herself on a towel she had placed on the counter.  The pressure on her pussy made her even more excited.  She remembered how she used to masturbate almost every night, but was unsure if she could do so now.  She crawled under the covers of the bed and began to stroke herself with her toes.  Her pussy reallly began to throb and ache for more.  The problem was she couldn't quite move her foot fast enough with enough pressure to finish the job.  She then tried to do something she hadn't done in years by sitting up and bending over towards her pussy.  Her years of gymnastics had made her very flexible and, using her feet and legs to help out, she managed to get her tongue within range of her clit.  The more she licked, the more she wanted to lick faster until she came in a massive orgasm.  Her armless shoulders quivered and shook as the waves of pleasure rushed over her body.  After uncoiling, Jenny collapsed on the bed and had the first good night's sleep in over eight months.



	The next two days were heaven for both Artur and Jenny.  They went everywhere together and really enjoyed each other's company.  Meals were generally eaten in one of their rooms.  It was easier as Jenny was still uncomfortable eating in front of others.  But, the thought of sex was still on both of their minds.  What would it be like?  Can I still do it right?...



	It was their third evening together when Artur suggested going to the beach the next day.  Jenny was very apprehensive about going, though.



	"It sounds great, Artur, but..."



	"But what?"



	"Well, I'm not very...ummm...comfortable with showing off my prosthetics in public.  I hope you understand,' came Jenny's apologetic reply.



	"I understand completely, Jenny.  It was hard for me to accept the way I looked, but I had to 'break the ice' sometime.  Besides, I wasn't going to wear my prosthetics."  Artur sounded more than a little apprehensive and wondered how Jenny would respond.



	Jenny was surprised at the hidden suggestion.  No prosthetics?!  And a bathing suit??!!  On a public beach??!!??!!



	Artur read her face as she recoiled from the thoughts.



	"I realize that you are new to this kind of thing, and the thought of going without your prostheses is a very frightening one, but...well...I think it is a step that has to be taken.  It was hard for me the first time, but...welll...you get over it."



	"I...don't...ummm...oh, what the hey.  I'll meet you at 9:30?"



	Artur quickly agreed and left.  It would be an interesting day tomorrow!



	Morning came all too soon for Jenny.  She still felt that it was a bad idea, but she would have to do it sometime.  Besides, Artur was an amputee and would not be wearing his prostheses.  That would be a big help.



	Deciding to go ahead with it, Jenny got up and removed her nightie.  Another trip to the toilet and the bidet took care of personal matters so she got out her new bathing suit.  It was a T-back style that showed off her other attributes well.  It had been her least favourite suit before the accident, but it was the only one guaranteed to remain on her shoulders now.  It was a little struggle to get the suit over her legs and up her midsection, but she managed it.  Jenny was looking at herself in the mirror when a soft thumping sounded on the door.



	"Just a minute, Artur," she called out.  She was sure it was he as there was no way a stump could easily make a hard rapping on a door.



	She reached up to the door handle with her right foot and opened the door.  Artur was nonchalantly leaning on the casing.  His eyes opened wide as he saw the heavy scars on her shoulders.  What impressed him most, though, was the way the suit showed off her generous breasts and those gorgeous legs.  The roundness of her sex mound was also shown to good effect by the high cut of the suit.



	"Do I look O.K.," asked Jenny somewhat apprehensively?



	Artur responded by kissing her on the cheek.



	"I'll take that as a yes'" came her somewhat flustered reply.  "Should I take a wrap, or..."



	"I wouldn't bother," Artur answered.  "It's only a 45 second run to the beach from here, so if need be..."



	"Sounds good to me, Artur.  I'll just grab my bag and we'll be off."



	Jenny used her feet to sling a beach bag around her neck.  The movement was so graceful that Artur made a mental note for future reference.  Maybe she should forget the prostheses and go au naturel more often.



	The two made quite a stir in the lobby as they walked to the beach.  In fact, heads turned all the way to the beach.  Jenny was still uncomfortable and noted the attention.  Once on the beach, Artur smoothed out a blanket from his sack.  Jenny sat down and unslung her bag.



	"Did you see all those heads turning, Artur?"



	"Sure did.  You'd think that they had never seen an amputee couple before.  Did it bother you?"



	Jenny paused a little before answering.



	"I guess it did, but it also gave me a little thrill too.  I mean, a couple of the guys really seemed to be riveted to my lack of arms.  I had heard of that kind of thing, but..."



	"You never expected to see it first hand?  Well, get used to it.  There even some women who have tried to pick me up because I'm an amputee.  It sounds wierd, but it appears to be normal.  You know, just like some guys like big breasts, and some like small."



	"I think I understand," replied Jenny as she got to her feet.  "Last one in is a rotten old stump!!"



	She raced for the water as Artur quickly followed.  Although she had always been a fast runner, Jenny now found that she had to go a little slower as she had no arms to pump and help keep her balanced.  Her head start was just enough as she and Artur plunged headlong into the warm, clear waters of the Pacific.



	Jenny had always been a good swimmer and it stood her in good stead as she swam in the waves.  She found that she couldn't do a very good job at the front crawl, but she could manage a decent breast stroke.  Backstroking was no problem at all.  Artur was a little more fortunate in that he still had part of his forearms.  This allowed him to catch up to Jenny both on the shore and in the water.



	Jenny came up laughing and jumping as she realized that she could still enjoy some of the things she liked so well.  Artur was just as happy as she simply because it was the first time he had seen her so happy.



	Suddenly, Artur noticed that Jenny was nowhere to be seen.  He panicked for a brief instant before the water in front of him swirled and Jenny rose from the water just in time to spray him with a mouthful of water.  Then, she was gone again.



	Artur recovered quickly and dove after her.  She was a strong swimmer, but once again his arms helped just enough.  As she came up for air, he playfully ducked her.  As she moved away a little bit, Jenny noticed that Artur's trunks were slipping down.  A quick plan was developed in her head and she quickly got a breath of air.  Then, it was off again underwater.



	This happened several times until Artur realizeed he was losing his trunks.  He quickly stopped and got very red.  Jenny came over as he looked very bashful, red ears and all.



	"Got a problem," she teased?



	"Just a small one," came his small, embarassed voice.  "It seems that I am losing my trunks and I can't pull them up.  Could you..."



	"No problem."



	With that, Jenny raised up a foot and began working Artur's trunks back up.  As she worked, Jenny realized that she was becoming very excited.  Her clit was now so hard that it was hurting as she worked with her feet over Artur's front and sides.  Suddenly she stopped working on his trunks and dove under water.



	Artur wasn't sure what she was doing until he felt a mouth on the outside of his trunks.  Jenny was rubbing her mouth over his erect member that had started to harden as she worked on his trunks.  As she came up for air, Artur took his stumps and rubbed them over her breasts.



	Now it was Jenny's turn to be surprised.  The feeling of his stumps on her breasts was very erotic and she began to get weak in the knees.  Putting her head on his shoulder stopped the rubbing as he couldn't get at her breasts.



	"How about we go back to a room..."



	"Let's," came Artur's thick reply.



	Hiding arousal was no problem for Jenny, but Artur had to struggle into a robe before going back to the hotel.



	Once in the elevator, Jenny and Artur began to kiss.  It was a good thing that noone else wanted the elevator as the two amputees kissed all the way to their floor.



	Artur ended up opening Jenny's door as she was getting too weak to even try to perform the chore.  Once inside, the two began kissing madly and passionately.  Artur let his stumps roam all over the more easily reached areas of Jenny's swimsuited body.  In return Jenny ground her mound hard over Artur's throbbing member.  It was frustrating for Jenny not to be able to roam Artur's body, but she felt too good to let this bother her.



	Acting on impulse, Jenny dropped to her knees and began pulling Artur's trunks off with her mouth.  She worked quickly and was rewarded with a view of his 8" cock.  Jenny had always enjoyed sucking cock and was not about to let this one get away.  She began by licking the shaft and balls as if they were an icecream cone.  Then she progressed to kissing and sucking first his balls, and then the head of his cock.



	Artur was beside himself with pleasure.  He managed to get his robe off, but was then floored by a powerful orgasm.  His cock was now buried deep in the mouth of Jenny and she was swallowing every drop.  In fact, she kept on sucking until he was hard again!  He had to do something, and fast!! 



	Quickly, Artur dropped to his knees, forcing Jenny to suck him by pushing on her head with one stump.  Jenny tried to say something, but all she could manage was some groans.  Artur had started rubbing her breasts with his other stump.  Her nipples were already hard and the rubbing felt like heaven.  She was quickly becoming weak in the legs.  That had always been a weakness with her.  Every time she started to get too high, her legs would  give out and she would fall down, her legs involuntarily spreading as she fell.  This time was no exception.  Artur felt her start to fall and removed his stump from her head.  She was now lying on the floor with her legs spread and making thrusting motions with her hips.  her eyes were closed and she was mumbling "now...please...now....I need to feel you..."



	Artur needed no further hints.  He used his stumps to remove her suit.  This took a little while as the suit was quite tight, but well placed kisses and stroking kept Jenny's legs wide apart.  Artur began to kiss the magnificent mounds of her breasts.  Jenny arched her back and squirmed with her shoulders.  She wanted him to kiss her pussy, not her breasts.  She wondered why she couldn't push him down to her pussy with her arms...she was trying hard enough.  Then she remembered her amutations and she managed to groan  "My pussy...oh god it hurts so much...kiss it, please..."



	Not needing another hint, Artur dove for the blond fur covering her mound.  He liked the sweet taste of her juices as he sucked, nibbled, and licked her clit.  He also started to rub her cunt with one stump.  Jenny was bucking and twitching with pleasure.  Her legs were now in the air, her knees fully bent.  She was trying to get the most out of this encounter.  She screamed and groaned as the sensation of a stump entering her cunt pushed her into a mammoth orgasm.



	Artur quickly mounted her as the orgasm finished.  His need for her was just as great now as her need for him.  He entered a soaking pussy with little trouble and quickly came.  Jenny was now a little more coherent and was licking her juices off one of his stumps.



	"Artur.."



	"...Yeah?..."



	"I think I love you..."



	"...And I know I love you..."



	They moved in together that same afternoon.  Artur also broached the idea of no peostheses to Jenny.



	"Artur, I think you are right.  Why bother to go through all that trouble all the time.  I'll use them when I have to, but the rest of the time I'll go without them.  They really are a hassle."



	"Sounds good to me," was Artur's reply.  He then kissed her and began another session of lovemaking.



	At the end of their vacations, the two amputees realized that they could never be apart again.  Artur gave up his apartment and moved to Jenny's house.  Neither one wore their prostheses at home.  Neither wore clothes either!  They were so much in love that they wanted to be able to rub and feel one another as much as possible.



	Three months after the vacation they met, Artur and Jenny were married.  Although they wore their prostheses, their rings were worn on chains around their necks.  People wondered how they would manage, but Artur and Jenny knew how to manage.



	After two years of marriage, Jenny came to Artur with a troubled expression.



	"Bad news from home?"



	"Sort of.  An old girl friend of mine has been in a bad accident out here..."











(More to come?....)