("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age Eighteen, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: Power03.txt Authors name: Caesar Story Title : Disabled powers ======================================================== Disabled Powers - Chapter III ============================= by Caesar, c1994 It was one of the few times his father ate supper with his only son. And even that was a chore, since he actually read his paper between mouthfulls and ignored the young man completely. Sport sat beside his nurse, Traci, and accross from him was Esmerelda. Betty, the cook, served the meal then sat at the opposite end of the table from the head. Usually, it was a pleasant and delightfull time of the day for Sport. Sitting with the three hired women of the household, talking and laughing. Yet with the older man in attendance, conversation was lacking. In fact it was almost quiet, except for the polite small-talk that was necessary at the table. Yet for the young man it would be a different experience for him than any other meal. Today he had decided to find out if Traci was wearing any panties under her usually loose skirt. Actually he was prepared to investigate that fact earlier that day, but his fathers appearance had stole that idea quickly away. Not leaving him with any time to put his desire into action. Also with the completion of the meal, Traci would be leaving for home and the teens discovery would have to wait another day. Sport was so excited at the idea that his body sometimes shook with adrenaline and contained energy. Thankfully no one noticed. His pent up desires forced his actions during that meal. He also wondered if his earlier suggestion to his nurse was still in effect. Under the table, Sport placed his hand upon the knee of his pretty nurse. He froze and quickly glanced at everyone at the table, except Traci, to see if they noticed anything. He left his small hand in that place for several minutes, waiting to see if Traci discuraged his advances. Nothing. With the tips of the same hand, he lifted the loose skirt up under his hand, between his palm and her knee. He took a mouthfull of potatos then quickly moved his hand onto the now-naked flesh of the pretty woman sitting next to him. The unfamiliar feel of female flesh was somehow wonderfull and scary at the same time. He held her leg an inch below her knee cap. Traci still didn't react, but continued to slowly eat, with only a small smile upon her face to reveal any emotion at all. With the hand trembling, he slide it up the soft smooth flesh. Inch by inch, very slowly he moved upwards. Always expecting her to stop his advance at any second, and prayed she didn't. In fact she didn't stop him at all, nor did she help him. His fingers felt the soft yelding flesh of her inner thigh as he continued to move upwards. Sport felt the opposite thigh hinder his advance any further and he finally pulled his hand from her warm flesh. Traci's skirt was about her upper legs and must be exposing her long naked legs beneath the table. Sport wished he could view them, as he had witnessed them a week before as she pulled her panties from beneath her skirt. His hand moved to the leg farthest from him and gently pressed on the inside of her knee forcing her legs to spread. Again she didn't help nor hinder him. Then he pulled the first leg towards him, knowing her long slim legs were widely spread in a vee beneath the table. He returned to his position upon her upper leg, his fingers discovering the flesh of her upper thigh. There was was moist heat in that area, and at first it troubled his young virgin mind. Only when he resolved to complete his voyage, did he discover the cause of the warmth upon her delightfull flesh. The first thing he felt when he reached the area between her thighs was a thick curly bush, moist and warm. It was easily parted for his fingers to come into contact with the wet hot folds of her crack. At first only the tips of his fingers touched her crack, moving up and down the slimy channel. He discovered the hard bud at the top of the crevice and the sloppy wet hole at the bottom. In fact, Sport was surprised when his middle finger was enveloped into her wet vaginal hole up to the third knuckle. Quickly he looked to the face of his nurse to see her gently bitting the bottom of her lip and staring at her plate. He pulled the sunken finger from her inside her body, and rubbed the thick wet substance that covered it upon her warm soft thighs. He again returned to her crack and playfully slide his fingers and palm back and forth along the length of her crack. Traci only moved once, when he again touched that hard bud at the top of her slit and wiggled it playfully. She shivered visibly, her bottom especially aggitated upon the chair and his fingers. Fearfull that someone may see the effect that his nurse was showing from his advances, he left that hard enlarged bud alone. And returned to the comforting hole at the bottom of her vagina. Using two fingers began a slow in out motion and continued this until his father placed the paper onto the table, showing that the meal was over. Supper was over, as was the secret play that Sport had enjoyed with his nurse. Betty returned to the kitchen. Esmerelda and Traci helped by taking the dishes out to be cleaned. Once when Traci was returning for another load, she caught her charge smelling and tentavily licking his fingers. Embarrased they both turned red and returned to the usually after-supper duties.