Ann quickly found a parking place when she arrived at the restaurant, double checked herself in the mirror prior to getting out of the car and then took a longing look at her casted arms. “You look hot sweetie” she quietly said to herself as she rubbed the pink short arm casts on both her arms on the outside of her legs, “even if you don’t go home with him, you still have these.” Ann then calmly made her way inside the small restaurant and found her date already seated in a booth in the back corner. She quickly made her way over to him and as she approached the table his eyes rose from his phone toward her. Ann was mesmerized by how gorgeous his eyes were as she became lost in the deep green color of them. The man sitting at the table was wearing a simple t-shirt and blue jeans, his hair was a typical well maintained brown color. He had a bit of scruff on his face, as if he was too busy to shave prior to coming out, but that did not bother Ann. “Bless your heart honey” Ann said as she sat down in the booth across from him. The man stared at her casted arms for a moment until she finally took note of his stare and broke the awkward silence with a motion toward a waitress. “Wow” the man said, “are those the reason you missed our last date?” “These” Ann questioned as she raised her casted right wrist in front of her. Ann then stopped for a moment allowing his gaze to focus on her cast. “Sorry honey” Ann continued, “I took a bad fall.” “That looks like more than a bad fall” the man replied. Just then the waitress showed up and placed a menu in front of Ann on the table. “Anything I can get you to drink” the waitress asked. “I am sure fixin’ to have some of that delicious sweet tea you have here” Ann replied with a large smile.
“How bad of a fall?” the man across from Ann persistently asked as the waitress disappeared. “O’ I reckon it might appear worse than it is” Ann replied as she laid both her casted arms on the table. “Those casts look new” the man asked as if he was entranced by her casts as he ran his hand down the length of Ann’s left arm cast. Luckily Ann had an entire story planned. “You don’t need to make a fuss over me” Ann replied with a large smile, “the doctor just applied these a couple of hours ago.” “So what have you had for the past couple of weeks?” the man asked. Now Ann blew off their previous date she had planned on going out with him while wearing a black long leg cast when she had meet another guy at the bar a couple weeks earlier and used the excuse that she fell and broke her wrists. She meet this man online and had been conversing with him a couple of times after she discovered he used the same email to apply for a membership to Bryan’s cast fetish web site. “I had some other casts on, but the doctor had them taken off so he could fuss with them” Ann replied with a smile as she pushed her fingers into the man’s outstretched hand. “Was it painful” the man asked as he took a hold of her fingers and put his fingers around the soft edge of the cast. “Na” Ann replied as she wrinkled her nose up.
Soon the waitress brought Ann’s tea and took their food order, then quickly returned to the kitchen. “So honey” Ann said as she clumsily adjusted the straw in her drink, “what types of things are you interested in?” The man stopped for second “well besides work, I just hang out with friends.” “Do you like a good football game” Ann asked. “Ya I guess” the man replied “I’m kind of partial to baseball though.” Ann smiled and placed her casted right hand over his right hand that had been holding her left hand fingers and pressed his hand between her casted hands. The man seemed to be distracted by Ann’s act and feel silent for a moment. Ann’s smile grew larger as she could feel with her fingers his heart rate appear to increase at her simple gesture.
The lengthy silence was broken by the waitress bring their meals to the table. The man was very insistent on cutting up the piece of chicken that Ann had ordered. Ann soon realized that he might just do anything for her if she asked, as long as she was wearing these casts, and Ann loved that sort of attention. “Thank you honey” Ann said as her plate was placed back in front of her. A pretty quiet dinner followed with little talking until Ann laid her fork down that she had been wielding awkwardly and looked across the table at the man. “Do you want to come over for something to drink after dinner” Ann suddenly asked. The man stopped chewing and stared at her for a moment. “Sure” he cautiously replied through the mouthful of food he had. Ann smiled, quietly picked her fork back up, took a piece of meat off her plate and placed it in her mouth. While she was chewing she slipped her right foot out of her white lacy flat. Ann then carefully stretched her bare foot out under the table with intentions of running her toes up his bare leg under his pants, when suddenly she her toes were stopped by a familiar feeling. Ann’s attention was noticeably pulled away from the table conversation as she tried to figure out what she was feeling with her foot. Then suddenly it hit her, she widened her eyes and stopped chewing…she was rubbing her toes on the rough, hard outer portion of a fiberglass leg cast.
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