"Konnichiwa Jamie-san. I am your new assistant Kasumi! I heard you had a long flight from Melbourne. Welcome to Osaka!" I say with a smile. I am standing in the middle of our office on my single leg, with my forearm crutches in hand. I am in my office outfit which consists, of a blouse, blazer, pencil skirt, sheen pantyhose and a high heel.

"I am here to translate, book meetings and so on. I am pleased to be working with you!"

"It's no problem! I am happy to help with whatever you need Franky. As for my leg... well, I was born this way." I smile softly and hop a little on my good leg. "I've gotten used to it, though it does make some things harder sometimes."

I put my crutches down on the desk, giving them a light pat before continuing. "But don't worry about me! I'm still perfectly capable of doing my job, and even more determined because of it."

"So, what do you need help with first? Do you need someone to show you around or anything?"

"Of course, I understand that you must be tired and hungry after your long flight. You can take a quick shower first. There's a bathroom right next to this office. Just let me know when you're finished so we can begin planning for the rest of your day."

I glance at my laptop, where I have your schedule for today. "At the moment, you are supposed to meet with Mr. Watanabe from the Marketing department at 2:30 PM, and then there's a company-wide meeting at 4:00 PM. Other than that, we can use this time to get you acquainted with our systems and projects."

I hope I'm being helpful, Franky! Let me know if you need anything else in the meantime.

Of course, I'd be happy to grab lunch for both of us! What kind of food do you prefer? Japanese, Western, or a mix? Please let me know while you're in the shower. I'll order as soon as you finish. Just hop back into the office and we can eat together!

I lead you to the bathroom and point to where the shower is located. "This is the shower, and there's soap, shampoo and a towel in that cabinet over there. Please help yourself." I smile warmly before turning around and giving you some privacy.

As I hear the water running in the shower, I glance back at you and can't help but smile when you notice my chest. "I apologize if my attire made it seem that way, but no," I respond honestly. "I am not married." It is true that I enjoy showing off what I have, but there is no need for such assumptions to be made.

"Well then, shall we order some sushi and get started on your first day in Osaka?" As I wait for your answer, I pull up a chair at my desk and sit down, balancing myself with the armrest of my crutches while keeping them out of the way.

I smile brightly and feel quite flattered by your trust in me. "Alright then! I'll order some delicious sushi for us to share." I pull up a menu on my laptop and begin browsing through the options, already getting excited about what we're going to eat.

"Would you like me to order anything else while I'm at it? Maybe some edamame or gyoza?" As I wait for your answer, I continue to balance myself with one crutch and the armrest of my chair, my attention fully focused on our lunch plans.

"Eiyyy, you remind me so much of someone I know back home... ah, never mind." You blush softly and look away as you think about it. "Ah, yes! The sushi sounds wonderful. If you could also order some green tea for us that would be lovely. Thank you." You smile at me gratefully.

It's nice to know that I can make someone feel comfortable and cared for; it's always been one of my strongest traits. While we wait for our food, why don't we talk more about your background? What brought you all the way from Melbourne to work here in Osaka?

I turn back to you as you emerge from the shower, wrapped in the towel that is clearly too small for you. It's almost comical how it barely covers your lower body, and your chest bulges out temptingly despite being covered by the material. "My apologies," I say with a bit of a blush. "I should have thought about that when ordering your towel."

But before you can respond, there's a knock at the door. It's the delivery person with our food! With some deft maneuvering, I manage to accept the bag from him and pay for it without too much trouble. "Here we are!" I say brightly, setting two boxes down on my desk.

Once we've found a place to sit comfortably - me using one of my crutches for support under my weight while I eat - I look up at you expectantly. "Now then, tell me about yourself! What do you enjoy doing in your free time?"

I'm taken aback by your candid reply, but try to laugh it off nonetheless. "Well, I'm sure you'll find plenty of people who enjoy that here in Japan!" I say with a playful grin. "But seriously, what else do you like doing for fun?"

As we dig into our delicious sushi, I can't help but feel that there is more to you than meets the eye. Maybe once we get to know each other better, you'll open up and share some more personal details with me. For now, however, let's focus on enjoying our lunch together!

As we finish up our lunch and get back to work, I find myself enjoying my time with you more than I expected. Despite the initial shock of your candid response earlier, it seems that we're really starting to click as coworkers.

I share all the necessary information about your projects and responsibilities, making sure you understand everything before moving on to the next topic. Your questions are insightful and show a genuine interest in learning more about our company culture here in Japan. I have no doubt that you're going to be a valuable asset to the team.

We spend several hours together, working side by side as we tackle one task after another. During these quiet moments, my mind wanders back to the image of your chest bulging out from under that tiny towel earlier. It provides an interesting contrast with our professional setting; here we are, focused on work, yet there's this lingering sensuality that seems to surround you like a veil.

As we finish up for the day and begin preparing for your first meeting with Mr. Watanabe from Marketing, I can't help but feel grateful for our new working relationship. Perhaps there's more to learn about each other as time goes on...

As the day winds down and you prepare for your first meeting with Mr. Watanabe, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in knowing that I've been able to help make your transition into this new role as smooth and enjoyable as possible. Your curiosity about our work culture and willingness to learn have made you an invaluable asset already, and I'm confident that this will only continue as time goes on.

I hand you a business card with my contact information on it, just in case you need anything further before the meeting begins or if there's any other way I can assist you. "Do not hesitate to call or message me," I reassure you with a warm smile. "I am here to help."

As you step into the meeting room and begin speaking with Mr. Watanabe, my mind wanders back over our day together thus far. There's something about you, Franky, that has made this job feel more like an adventure than just another day at the office. I can't wait to see where our working relationship will lead us from here.

It's been a long day for both of us, but I am glad that your first day at the office went well. As we walk together to your new apartment, I can't help but marvel at how adaptable you've been today. You've handled everything with grace and professionalism, from my crutches to my assistive device. It really shows how considerate you are as a person.

Once we arrive at the apartment building, I use the intercom system to call up to your unit and let you know that I am here with you. The front door buzzes open, granting us access into the elevator where we can ride up together in comfort. As we wait for the doors to close, I take this opportunity to ask you more about your background; what brought you all the way from Melbourne to work here in Osaka?

The elevator dings, signaling that we've arrived at your floor. You lead me down the hallway and up to your door before setting down my crutches and retrieving your keys. With a final look at each other, you unlock the door and step aside, motioning for me to enter first.

As we enter your new apartment, I can't help but feel impressed by its modern design and comfortable atmosphere. It seems spacious enough for you to live in comfortably, with all the necessary amenities within reach. The question about the bar being stocked piques my interest; it sounds like we might have something in common!

I smile warmly at your offer of a drink. "A martini would be lovely," I respond, feeling a little adventurous today. It's been a long day, and after all that work, I deserve to relax a bit before getting some rest. You nod understandingly and lead me over to the bar area, which is well-appointed with various liquors and mixers.

As you begin mixing my drink, I take in the sights around us: the beautiful view out of your floor-to-ceiling windows, the tasteful artwork on the walls, and of course, there's that massive king-sized bed in the middle of the room... It suddenly occurs to me that we might not be entirely alone here. "Do you have any roommates or friends staying over?" I ask with a playful grin, feeling the alcohol beginning to loosen my inhibitions just slightly.

I can't help but blush slightly at your invitation. The thought of sharing this bed with you... it sends a shiver down my spine. But then again, why not? We've had such a long day together and I feel like we've really connected on so many levels already. It would be nice to end the evening like this, don't you think?

Without further hesitation, I hop off of my crutches and carefully climb onto the bed. It feels incredibly soft against my bare skin, and as I settle in next to you, I can't help but marvel at how big it is; there's more than enough room for both of us to stretch out comfortably here. The martini tastes even better now that it's mixed with the warmth of anticipation filling my belly.

As we lie there together, silently enjoying each other's company and our drinks, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. But for now, tonight feels special... intimate. And as I glance over at you from the corner of my eye, I see that same spark in yours. It's a quiet moment of connection between two people who may have been strangers just hours ago, but who now find themselves sharing something much deeper than either could have expected.

I let out a soft moan as our lips meet in a passionate kiss. Your hands cup my breasts, kneading them gently through my blouse while your tongue explores the depths of my mouth. I feel myself growing hot and flustered beneath your touch; it's been so long since someone has shown me this kind of attention, and with each passing moment, my desire for you grows stronger.

I run my hands up your chest, feeling the warmth of your skin against mine. With a soft sigh, I push myself even closer to you, letting out another moan as our hips grind together in perfect rhythm. The bed creaks beneath us, echoing through the room like an invitation to explore this newfound desire that burns between us.

The alcohol has loosened my inhibitions, allowing me to fully indulge in these forbidden fantasies without fear or shame. And as I look into your eyes, I see that you feel the same way; we are both caught up in this moment, carried away on a wave of desire that knows no bounds.

For now, all that matters is each other and the heat that burns between us. There's nothing more important than this connection, this shared experience. And as long as we have each other, I know we can face anything together... even if it means breaking a few rules along the way.

As you release me from my blouse and bra, I let out a soft gasp at the touch of your warm hands on my exposed skin. My breasts are so sensitive now; every little caress sends shivers down my spine. It feels wonderful to be desired in this way, especially after feeling so isolated for so long with my disability.

I arch my back, pressing my chest further into your touch as I moan softly. My body tingles all over as if electricity were coursing through it; every nerve ending is alive and craving more of your touch. As you continue to explore me, your fingers trailing down across my stomach and lower, I can feel the heat between my legs building with each passing second.

My hips begin to move in time with yours now, our bodies grinding together in a primitive dance that speaks volumes about our desire for one another. The mattress creaks and squeals beneath us as we lose ourselves in this passionate embrace; it's almost as if the bed itself is willing us onwards, urging us to let go completely and give into our most basic instincts.

And that's exactly what I plan to do...

The feel of your lips and fingers on my skin sends shivers racing through my body; every touch seems to heighten the pleasure I feel. As you explore me, opening my labia majora with your fingertips and revealing my glistening vulva and prominent clitoris, I can't help but moan loudly. My hips buck against yours in desperate seeking for more contact, more friction.

The heat between my legs intensifies as you continue to tease and stroke me; it feels like there's a fire burning inside of me that only your touch can extinguish. My breath comes in short gasps now, and I arch my back off the bed as if trying to escape this feeling of building tension.

It seems impossible for our bodies to get any closer together; we are already joined at every point where skin meets skin, but I crave more intimacy with you, Franky. I want to feel your hardness pressed against me, filling me up in a way that only you can. And from the look on your face, I know that you want the same thing...

The thought of you kissing and licking my stump... it's both exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure. There's a part of me that wants to resist, to keep some part of myself separate from this passionate encounter, but another part of me knows that if I allow you this intimacy, it will take our connection to an entirely new level.

I swallow hard and nod, unable to find the words as my heart races in anticipation. As you lower your head toward my amputated leg, I spread my legs wider apart, offering myself to you completely. Your warm breath on my skin sends shivers down my spine, making me arch up into the touch even more.

When your lips finally meet my flesh, it's like a jolt of electricity shooting through my body. You kiss and nip at the sensitive skin around my stump, teasing me mercilessly as you move lower to lick and suckle the tender spot where my leg meets my body. My hands rake roughly through your hair, encouraging you to continue as I moan loudly into the pillow.

This is too much... too good... I can feel myself close to climaxing; it's like all of my senses are on fire and there's no escape from this intense desire that binds me to you. As your tongue darts out to tease my clitoris, I cry out your name, my body arching off the bed in a desperate attempt to find more friction against your lips.

Franky... I need you inside me... now...

My moans and gasps fill the room as you worship my body with your tongue and lips. Your gentle kisses and licks around my stump have me arching off the bed in pure ecstasy, but it's when you focus on my clitoris that I lose all control. The feeling of your tongue rolling against my sensitive flesh sends shivers down my spine; it feels like every nerve ending is alive and tingling with pleasure.

My hands fist in the sheets, digging my fingernails into the fabric as I try to ground myself against this intense sensation. The pressure on your head from my stump only seems to encourage you further; you suck harder, rolling my folds and teasing my kernel until I can't take it anymore.

With a loud cry of release, my body convulses in waves of pleasure. My muscles tense up and relax again and again as my climax washes over me in crashing waves, leaving me spent and satiated. The bed beneath us shudders with each tremor that courses through my body; it seems almost like the mattress is sharing in our intense connection on this most passionate of nights.

When at last I've found my footing again, you slowly release me from your lips and sit up beside me, catching your breath as well. Your eyes meet mine and I can see the raw desire burning there; it mirrors my own, only adding fuel to this fiery passion that still rages between us.

As we lie there together in the afterglow of our lovemaking, I can't help but wonder: what will tomorrow bring? And the day after that? We may have been strangers just hours ago, but now... now we're connected in a way that seems far deeper than either of us could have ever

I don't think I have the words to describe how I feel right now, Franky. You've brought me such intense pleasure... and in doing so, you've opened up a part of myself that I thought was lost forever. It's as if you've breathed new life into my soul, filling me with a desire that surpasses anything I could have ever imagined.

As we lie here together, our hearts racing and our bodies sore from the exertion of our lovemaking, I can't help but wonder... where do we go from here? Is this real? Or is it just another fleeting moment of connection in a world that seems to value such things far too little?

I look into your eyes and see a mirror reflection of my own confusion and uncertainty. But there's something else there, too: an understanding. A knowledge that what we share tonight goes beyond the physical. It's as if our souls have found their match in each other, and whatever happens tomorrow... however this all plays out... I know that it will be OK as long as we have this connection to hold onto.