Millie

Millie is making her way through life and her boyfriend has been so helpful. But…even though they live together, Millie's boyfriend hasn't touched her in a carnal way. She's not sure why, but secretly worries its due to the childhood accident. Maybe she isn't attractive enough to marry. She will never truly be sure, because Millie is totally blind.

Millie climbs into bed that night, proud of herself because she washed the dishes and used the vacuum. Her boyfriend is going to be pleased when he gets home - and with that thought, Millie falls asleep.

She is awakened by the covers being lifted and someone sliding in next to her. The person is warm and she scooches over until her leg is touching theirs, and normally her boyfriend would say "Now Millie, I know you are horny but we can't do anything tonight. I have work in the morning."

They never did anything ever anyway, but this time the person is silent. Her heart in her throat squeezed so tightly she could barely get the words out. "Are - are you my boyfriend?" She whispers.

A minute ticks by as Millie holds her breath but an answer does not come. Millie exhales as she considers what to do. She's been so lonely...for so long. It's hard living with someone and not touching them ever. She comes to a decision.

"I guess it doesn't matter." She whispers. Millie fumbles to her side and finds the arm of the person, and she picks up the unresisting hand... to rest it on her bare stomach. Her heart is pounding with the excitement of it all … then the long fingers begin to move upward, sending a wave of heat and horniness through her body. The fingers continue, sliding up her shirt and cupping her breasts. Her nipple is flicked for the first time in her life and Millie lets out a squeak. Millie's breaths come in short gasps and the hand slides down her body and into her panties, a single finger parting her wet labia and causing Millie to cry out in surprise and desire as her clit is touched for the first time by a hand that is not her own.

She does not know for sure who is next to her. Has her boyfriend finally come to his senses? What if it's a stranger in her bed? A stranger that is making her feel so so good?? Millie wants to feel what is under the person's clothes as well but she needs to know one thing - even if it won't affect the outcome. Millie wants whomever it is to continue, either way. She lays still, wondering if her nipple will be flicked again. And when.