Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Unexpected 6

Chapter 6

Wednesday morning they packed Bryans car to head to the Norfleet family’s cottage in Oak Island, North Carolina. They’d spent most of the time since Friday just hanging around Bryan’s apartment, mostly lounging on his deck, and they were both going stir crazy from being coped up like that. The main reason they’d mostly stayed in was that Bryan’s heels weren’t healing all that well and despite having the covers his mother had made for his braces he wasn’t thrilled about wearing them in public. Meaghan didn’t think it was a big deal; the covers were black and it almost looked like he was wearing black shoes unless you looked closely.  Bryan was relieved to see some improvement and that got him to keep wearing the braces 24/7. 

“I think that’s it,” Meaghan stated as she put the last bag and a cooler into the trunk of Bryan’s Audi A6. “Unless you know of something we’ve forgotten?”

“No, I’ve got my stuff together.” Bryan had spent most of the previous afternoon packing a bag with his medical supplies; medications, catheters and some other stuff he needed. The morning had been spent at Bryan’s physical therapist’s office where she’d shown Meaghan how to help him do his range of motion exercises.  At first it had been scary to her to move his legs around, but she’d gotten the hang of it pretty quickly and she was honored that he allowed her to do that for him. It felt pretty intimate. “Do you have everything you need?”

“I’m good to go,” Meaghan assured him with a wide grin. “Um…I just thought about something…”


“Well, it’s a long drive down there, we’re talking like six-seven hours right?”

“About that yes. But the roads are good, so it shouldn’t be too bad. What’s on your mind?”

“Well, I have no idea how to drive with hand controls so you’ll be stuck doing all of the driving.”

“No I won’t, the hand controls can be disengaged. You’re not off the hook in the driving department,” Bryan grinned at her.

“Damn,” she teased. “And here I was looking forward just relaxing while you drive. Are you sure you trust me to drive your fancy car?”

“I’ve got insurance,” he retorted. Meaghan shook her head and looked at her boyfriend. He was sitting in his wheelchair, dressed in a pair of comfortably worn jeans and a faded t-shirt that had probably been navy blue at some point. The t-shirt was slightly tight and hugged him in all the right places, showing off his impressive upper body. He had the AFO’s on his feet and hadn’t bothered with pulling on the covers since they’d spend most of the day in the car.  “I’ll go and lock up the apartment and make sure the alarm is set. Be right back.”

Meaghan leaned against the car and watched as Bryan wheeled back into his building.


Close to seven hours after they left DC Bryan pulled off the highway and onto a smaller road. The drive had gone smoothly; they’d taken turns driving and had stopped for lunch about halfway there. After a few miles they pulled into a small road that wound through a residential area. Meaghan realized they were getting closer to the sea. Bryan made a final left turn onto a small gravel road and headed a few moments later they parked in front of decent sized single level house. It was painted in a pale mint green with white trimmings and appeared to have a porch wrapped around the entire house with several French doors leading out to it. Meaghan instantly fell in love with it.

“Wow, this isn’t what I imagined when you said we were going to cottage.”

“It’s what my family has always referred to it as.”

“Well, it’s stunning! Is the inside as lovely as the outside?”

“I guess,” Bryan shrugged as he pulled the parts of his wheelchair from the back seat and transferred to it. “Grab a bag and follow me.” He popped the trunk open and pulled out one of the bags and placed in his lap. Meaghan grabbed a bag and the cooler and followed Bryan as he wheeled up the ramp that led to the front door. It struck her how well it blended with the house and judging from the aging on the wood it wasn’t a recent addition. Before she had time to ponder more about it Bryan had unlocked the front door and walked into a wide hallway.  It had three doors on either side and ended up in a large open plan living area with a kitchen in one end. That the kitchen was accessible was a bigger surprise to her than the ramp.

“Wow, your family have made some nice modifications to make this place work for you,” Meaghan stated as she placed the cooler on the counter.

“Nope, they were made for my grandmother a few years before my accident. She had issues with her hips and ended up in a wheelchair after a botched hip replacement surgery. She loved this place and my grandfather wanted her to still be able to be independent here. He put in ramps, modified the kitchen, widened the doorways, and made the master bath accessible… The works. Little did we know then that the changes would come in handy for me too.”

“It’s amazing,” Meaghan said, looking around the large living room. Bryan wheeled over to one of the French doors and opened it. Meaghan followed him onto the large porch on the front of the house. There was a ramp on the side that led down to a lawn and a wide path laid with stones led down to the beach. Meaghan was amazed and very curious about Bryan’s family background. They obviously had money. Bryan popped a quick wheelie and looked up at her with a smile on his face.

“You like it here?”

“Like it? Try love it! The location is amazing and the house itself…wow! Your family must be loaded, places like this doesn’t come cheap.”

“My grandfather on my mothers side inherited the land and since he was a carpenter he built the house himself.  He had lots of connections in the construction business, so I think most of the work was done as favors. That said; my grandfather built a solid business and the construction company he founded is one of the biggest in this area. He’s pretty loaded.”

“I thought you said you’re from Philadelphia?”

“My father’s family is from Philly and I grew up there. Mom’s family is from Wilmington,” Bryan 
explained. “Shall we grab the rest of our stuff from the car and get settled in?”

“Sounds like a good idea to me,” Meaghan agreed.


The sunshine filtering through the semi open blinds and the sound of seagulls squeaking woke Meaghan up Thursday morning. Bryan was still fast asleep. She quietly slipped out of bed and headed into the bathroom. When she came back into the room a few minutes later she paused and leaned against the doorframe to enjoy the view. Bryan had rolled over to his side and he was hugging his pillows in what Meaghan thought was an adorable way. His dark hair was sticking out in odd angles and Meaghan loved how his face was completely relaxed. There was no signs of the insecurities and issues she knew he dealt with during his waking hours; he looked totally at peace.

Meaghan slipped back into the bed and kissed his forehead gently after pushing his tousled bangs out of the way. He slowly opened his eyes and shifted so he was lying on his side.
“Morning,” he mumbled sleepily as he pulled Meaghan in for a kiss. The kiss turned into passionate love making.  Despite that their two-month anniversary was only days away they still hadn’t had sex.  Bryan had given her the most mind-blowing oral sex she had ever been on the receiving end of and she had reciprocated by exploring his upper body. She had found that his nipples and the hollow at the base of his neck were the most sensitive spots.  Meaghan slowly kissed her way down his neck and lingered in the hollow of his neck, twirling her tongue until he groaned with pleasure. Then she moved down to his nipples and caressed them with her mouth. She was tempted to move further down and kept kissing her way down his stomach. When she came to the waistband of his boxers he stopped her.

“I think we need to talk about this,” he mumbled hoarsely.

“About what?” Meaghan queried, before she moved her attention back to his nipples.

“Sex. Or rather my inability to have sex,” he sighed, raking a hand through his hair. The mood was broken Meaghan moved so she was lying on her side, facing Bryan. He closed his eyes and a wave of insecurity came across his face.

“If you’re not comfortable with this we don’t have to talk about it,” Meaghan said, although she really wanted to talk about it.

“If this relationship is going to last this is something we need to deal with. Another ‘fun’ aspect of dating a cripple,” he said with a wry smile.

“Don’t be like that, please.”

“I’m paralyzed from the hips down, meaning I can’t feel or move anything below there. That includes my penis. I can still get an erection from touch, it’s called a reflex erection, but it won’t stay up long enough or be hard enough to have sex. I can get hard if I take a pill, but it takes a while for it to have any effect, so sex with me isn’t exactly impulsive. Also, you’re going to have to be on top and do all the work.”

“I can live with that. I just want to know. I also want to know what I can do to satisfy you. I have a feeling you won’t get much out of me riding you.”

“You’ve been doing just fine,” Bryan assured her and leaned over to kiss her passionately on the lips.

“Glad to hear it,” she said with a smile as he pulled back a few moments later.


They spent the day relaxing on the sunbeds on the porch and in the afternoon they decided to go for a walk on the paved path that wound along the beach. Meaghan had pulled on a grey linen slip dress and had a pair of black leather sandals on her feet and Bryan was wearing a pair of khaki pants and an ultramarine blue polo shirt. The shirt showed off his tan and was tight enough to show off his upper body. He had pulled the covers over his AFOs. They walked in silence for a while, the path was pretty much deserted and they just enjoyed the fresh sea breeze and the sunshine. Meaghan noticed that Bryan seemed very relaxed.  About half an hour after they left the house they reached a small café on the beachfront and Bryan suggested they’d have lunch there. Soon they were settled in by a table overlooking the beach and a friendly waitress handed them menus and took their drink orders.

“Their crab cakes are to die for,” Bryan said as the waitress walked away to get their drinks.

“I take it you’ve been here before?”

“Ever since I was a kid. We usually spent a few weeks here every summer and we had lunch or dinner here on a regular basis. There food here is really good, but the crab cakes are their signature dish and you really should try them.”

“How can I resist a recommendation like that?” Meaghan said with a wide smile as the waitress returned to their table with two beers.

“Are you ready to order?”

“Since my boyfriend here warmly recommends your crab cakes I’ll have those.”

“And the same for me,” Bryan interjected. The waitress smiled and disappeared again.

“I could get used to this!”


“Sleeping in, taking it easy, taking things slow… It’s nice.”

“I agree,” Bryan said with a smile, leaning back in his chair. “But I think we’d both go stir crazy after a few weeks.”

Meaghan laughed. “I guess you have a point. I like my hectic lifestyle, it has just been a bit too hectic lately.”

“I know how you feel,” Bryan said as he shifted his weight in his wheelchair. “When I get back I’m talking to my boss about that. I can’t keep working as much as I have been lately. I’ve been trying to be super-crip I guess…” He chuckled self-consciously. Before he could say anything else a female voice cut in.

“Bryan! Long time no see. How are you? And who’s this pretty lady?”



  1. Real nice chapter!

  2. Great story so far. I love how you leave us hanging until next time.

  3. ooooh snap, we gonna meet the ex?!? Whatever, Meaghan is such a catch, i'd be super proud to introduce her to my ex-fiance.
    This story is so very titillating.

  4. Why are all the wheelers in these stories loaded?! I'm not complaining lol, it's just that all the wheelers I've dated have been pretty broke. I'm obviously not moving in the right circles!

    Just for the record, I love this story!

    1. Let me tell you, it's tough enough getting everything right even without worrying whether or not they can find a decent place to live or work for a place that hands out parking passes like LifeSavers ;)

  5. Must say that i love your devvy factor in this story...that kind of breaces are just too yummie :-)