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 Blind Man's Buff By Deine Freundin
   Blind Man's Buff Chapter One
   Some years ago, we had a special guest at our Island Hotel.  The
individual had become blind in an industrial accident.  Our facility was
not set up to incorporate the visually challenged.  So I was appointed to
make his stay as comfortable as possible.
   I had spoken with Herr Müller on several occasions before his arrival.
He expressed a desire to not be overly pampered and even though he was
blind, he wished to experience everything the island had to offer to those
without any visual limitations.  I assured him, I would do my utmost to
make his stay as enjoyable as possible....And I have always kept my word.
   Our guest arrived one warm summer morning.  Myself and two other staff
members met him at the docks.  He was accompanied my a very attractive
young nurse.  I knew of her arrival, because I was told that she was to
have her own, but adjoining to his, room.  Since the company he worked for
was not sparing any expenses, every one of their demands were met.
   What I didn't expect, was what he did as soon as I introduced myself. 
After some common pleasantries, he reached for my face and proceeded to run
his hands over it.  Paying special attention to my eyes, nose and
lips....ending with my hair and ears.  I didn't want to upset him, so I let
him finish with his exploration.
   He complimented me on my youthful features, which caused me to blush
slightly.  He must have felt the heat from my cheeks on his hands and
assured me there was no need to be embarrassed.  When he continued his
exploration of my body southward, I quickly grabbed his hands before they
made their way past my shoulders and informed him, that, that was quite
enough...for now.  To which he smiled.  His nurse, Bärbel, also took hold
of his hands and told him he better behave and not to use his handicap as
an excuse to cop a free feel!
   A little while after I had Mr.  Müller and his nurse all checked in, I
knocked on their doors and asked them if they would like to see some of the
amenities that the Hotel had to offer?  I realized my poor choice of words
immediately and apologized accordingly.
   Mr.  Müller had changed into more leisurely dress.  While Bärbel, whose
adjoining door was open, was obviously nude, and was in the process of
putting on the bottoms of a stunning little two piece swimsuit.  I tried to
turn away as she caught me looking, but it was to late.  I was too stunned
to speak.  I looked over at Mr.  Müller, then back to his nurse.
   She gave me a sly smile and winked.  Her body made me a little jealous,
it's been years since mine looked as good as hers did presently.  I
approached the nurse and asked her if she often ran around in the nude
while in her employers presence?
   She chuckled and replied that it really didn't matter if she was dressed
or undressed, "Since Herr Müller couldn't see anything anyways!"
   I tried not to laugh...but we both ended up doing so.  Bärbel covered
her hot little body in one of the bathrobes the Hotel provided.  Mr. 
Müller was in casual business suit.  He took me up on my invitation of
traveling around the island after our little tour of the afore mentioned
amenities had ended.  His nurse had decided to visit the spa and pool area,
while I was entertaining her employer.
   I lead the way to where the changing room and shower area was and it was
at this point the nurse left us.  Continuing my tour, I mentioned to Mr. 
Müller our several steam rooms which we had available.  One was open to
everyone of all ages, but clothes had to be worn while inside.  The other
two were coed and both were clothing optional for older teens on up.  The
only difference were their occupation limits.
   I then told him where the dining room and bar were located, after which
I lead him to a carriage that I had in waiting for them.  He asked me if I
knew how to control the horse and carriage.  I informed him that I did, and
asked if I could let the driver go and I take him around the island?  Which
I was happy to do.
   I took him around to some of the main attractions.  While I was
describing them, his ears perked up when I pointed out the path to the
clothing optional beach area.
   He claimed, he, "Always wanted to attend a nude beach.  To bad he
couldn't take in the scenery anymore." We both laughed.
   He asked if I would be willing to take him and his nurse here, while on
his stay?  I didn't want to offend him, so I agreed.  We returned to the
Hotel, close to dinner time and I escorted Mr.  Müller back to his room. 
As I entered his suite, Bärbel was there in all here naked glory.  She must
have just returned from the spa.  I watched as Mr.  Müller began disrobing
and noticed Bärbel watching me watching him.  I excused myself and told
them I would meet them at the front desk, to show them to their reserved
dinner table.  As I closed the door, I couldn't help but take another quick
peek at his very fit body.  I let out an audible sigh and licked my lips.
He really kept himself in shape, from what I could see.
   In the dinning room, I took them their table, which would be their
private table during their stay at the Hotel.  Mr.  Müller asked for me to
join them, while they ate.  Since I hadn't eaten yet and I was in charge of
seeing to the guests happiness, I accepted.  While we were eating, Mr. 
Müller informed his nurse, that I will be escorting them to the FKK Strand
tomorrow.
   Bärbel just smiled and said, "Oh really?  Well that will be fun."
   Blind Man's Buff Chapter Two
   The next day did not turn out to be such a nice day.  Rain had moved in
and traveling outside was not the greatest.  I informed the nurse I would
be available tomorrow, as it was my scheduled day off and for them to visit
our many wellness facilities that our Hotel had to offer.  If they needed
me, they could call the front desk and someone will get in touch with me.
The day was quite uneventful until there was a call about a man in the
woman's only shower room.  We have several showers available for our
guests, from single sex, to mixed-sex and family style.
   I entered the ladies showers and found a very naked Herr Müller, rather
pleasantly built I might say, lathering himself up.  His nurse was standing
next to him.  Handing him any toiletries he might need, also nude and very
attractive to the eyes.  Several women, even after being informed by Bärbel
that they had nothing to fear, because her patient is 100% blind, still
felt very uncomfortable having him in this private area.  Other's were
understanding and continued with their showers.
   I tried to set their minds at ease, by confirming what the nurse had
said, but some did not believe what I was telling them.
   They asked if, "He was 'Blind', then why does he have an erection?"
   I glanced over and down, and sure enough, Mr.  Müller was sporting a
very impressive erection at that.  He responded by letting the ladies know,
that even though he was "Blind", that by no means did that mean that he was
"Dead"!  I couldn't help but chuckle.  The women continued with what they
were doing, but in a reserved manner.
   I myself was beginning to wonder if Mr.  Müller was truly blind or not.
Maybe his 'nurse' was being paid to abed her employer/lover.  How was I to
know for certain?  The couple continued to explore what our facility had to
offer.  The saunas, whirlpools, the pool itself, the massage tables, etc.
   Several women had their misgivings about our 'blind' guest.  But in his
defense, he never actually looked in the direction of any of the female
guests.  But it was suspicious, that he seemed to be only in an aroused
state, while in the designated 'female only' sections.  In the mixed
couples/family areas he was mostly flaccid.
   To say the rest of the day was a not a non-stop day of community
relations nightmare, was an understatement, calming the fears of
uncomfortable women.  Although some were not complaints, some even asked
about the attractive blind man.  Inquiring about his marital status.  Was
his nurse his wife?  Etc.etc.
   That night I was determined I would find out if my guest was really
blind or not.
   The next day I had off from work.  A carriage was waiting to take us to
the footpath that led to the clothing optional area of the beach.  The
three of us spent the next 30 minutes finding a nice private area in the
dunes.  We came upon several individuals and couples.  They looked at us
with bemusement, as Mr.  Müller would from time to time stumble and fall.
He was trying to be the 'Man' in the expedition.  But because of his
handicap, it was obvious that he had a difficult time carrying our
blankets, picnic baskets, etc.  So Bärbel and I shouldered the burden,
which freed up my blind guest to walk more confidently.
   Once our blankets were spread out, we all began disrobing.  I had seen
both of my guests without clothing before, but out in the open, in the
light of midday sun, I couldn't help but stare.  They were both very
physically fit.  Mr.  Müller obviously took great pride in his physical
appearance, pretty muscular and very little body fat.  His penis was pretty
average in length, flaccid!  But from what I saw in the showers, the day
before, he was above average, when excited.  His nurse was equally fit. 
Her slit was hidden beneath a neatly trimmed bush.  As I was checking her
out, she was checking me out.  I could feel her stare at my protruding
vaginal lips.  Her patient on the other hand, was not even giving me a
second glance.
   He either is truly blind, or a very good actor.
   Bärbel asked me if my 'condition' was uncomfortable?  Pointing down to
my rather large pussy lips.
   I told her, "No, but, that I was very self-conscious about it when I was
younger.  Some boys called me a freak, while others found it very erotic."
   "If you're self-conscious about it, then why do you shave yourself
completely?  Isn't that just advertising it?, she asked.
   "Well, like I said before, 'I was self-conscious', but that went away as
I became much more comfortable with my body and my nudity." As I was
talking to Bärbel, I looked over at Mr.  Müller, and he was slowly stroking
his penis, while listening to our conversation.  Giggling, I quickly asked
him, why he was pulling on his 'Schlange'?
   He stopped abruptly, apologized, and said he didn't know I was watching
him?
   I admitted, I wasn't 'watching' him.  But rather, I just happened to
glance in his direction.
   I was not upset and he could tell that by my voice.  But did stop
playing with himself.
   His nurse excused herself from our company and ran the length of the
dunes to the warm waters of the North Sea.  I watched her run, remembering
when I was in great a shape as she was.  I knew I couldn't run like that
anymore.  I spread out my towel and assisted Mr.  Müller to his.  He was
still semi-erect, which I have always found much more attractive then
either a flaccid or fully erect one.  After some small talk, I asked if he
wanted me to apply some lotion on his shoulders and back?
   "I would have to be insane to say no!", he laughingly replied.
   He was spread out on his towel.  I squirted lotion across his back, down
his spine and over his muscular buttocks.  As I was slowly massaging the
sunscreen into his skin, Bärbel returned from her quick dip.  Her nipples
were puckered and standing at full attention.  I asked her if the water was
cold?  Which I could easily see by all the goose-bumps across her body, was
quite obvious.  She just smiled and wrapped herself in her towel and sat on
the large blanket we had brought along.
   She was watching me as my fingers explored her boss's lower back and
round cheeks.  I could tell he was becoming erect as his penis was pointed
down between his legs.  He slightly spread his legs, exposing his testicles
and now fully erect penis.  I looked over at his nurse and noticed she had
put her left hand under her towel and was rubbing herself.  I quickly
realized, what I was doing was quite unprofessional and seized.  He asked
me if everything was all right?
   I replied, that, "It was and that it was my turn to take a dip and cool
off", jokingly.  I grabbed my towel and jogged towards the break waters. 
After diving in and swimming out to chest level, I quickly began fingering
myself to a nice little big 'O'.  My body rocking with the motion of the
waves and undertow.  The cold water only heightened my arousal.  My nipples
felt like they were on fire and I could actually feel the water becoming
warm around me as my body heated up and not from any bodily function, that
some of you readers might think.
   After my orgasm subsided, I swam to the shore, grabbed my towel, walked
half-way back towards the dunes and laid myself down in the warm sun. 
Before I knew it, I fell asleep.
   I'm not sure how long I was out, but I could feel my skin becoming quite
warm, just on the verge of burning.  I covered my body with my towel and
headed back to where my stuff was.  As I approached, I could hear the
obvious sounds of a couple making love to one-an-other.  I wondered if it
was my guests or some other sun worshipers?  I have come across many lovers
in the act of emotional bliss before.  I myself have been caught in the
past.  Rounding the small path that lead to our hiding spot, I was somewhat
surprised to find my guests going at it like a couple of dogs in heat.
   In fact they were doing it 'doggy style'.  Bärbel had her head and chest
down on the blanket and her boss was ramming her from behind.  His eyes
were open, but it was obvious he did/could not see me.  I was less then 10m
in front of him.  He had just thrust his penis deep inside her as he must
have achieved his orgasm.  She also must have reached her climax, as she
raised herself on her hands and her head looked up, letting out a muffled
scream.  Her eyes opened to see my smiling face.  She put her index finger
on her lips, letting me know to be quiet.  As they broke their embrace. 
Bärbel cleaned herself up and told her lover that she could see me
approaching.  Mr.  Müller cleaned himself up as well, oblivious to the fact
that I was right there watching.  After he finished, I acted as if I just
arrived.
   I jokingly said, 'Wow, you guys look hot!"
   I wasn't sure if Mr.  Müller was red from the sun, the previous exertion
or embarrassment of 'thinking' he was caught doing something naughty.  He
asked me, "Where I had been?"
   I let him know that I had fallen asleep on the beach after my short
swim. I also let them know that, I think I needed to return to the Hotel.
But not to worry, I would return later in the afternoon to help them
retrieve all the belongings.  Also, that they should just stay here and
enjoy all that nature had to offer, winking at Bärbel.  It was plain to see
that Mr.  Müller was really blind, but also that my two guests had a little
more then a just your basic patient-nurse relationship.
   I was very happy for them and left them to their....Hmmm ;-) 
  
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