Love Can Be Blind

Love Can Be Blind

by Carl East

 

 

 

Karen felt confident as the Doctor removed the bandages, she’d been blind now for over two years and this was her first real hope that she would regain her sight. As the last of the bandages was removed the Doctor asked her to open her eyes, as she did so she knew almost immediately that she was still blind. She hoped for a second that it was just a matter of adjusting her eyes, for she had been in the dark now for some time.

 

But the truth was she still couldn’t see, the tears rolled down her face, as she told the Doctor it hadn’t worked. He placed his arm around her shoulder, comforting her as best he could.

 

“It’s not the end Karen, we will think of something, I promise.”

 

Karen knew he meant well, and she also knew that he cared whether or not she regained her sight, but at the moment she wasn’t in the mood for comforting words.

 

“I’d like to be alone for a few minutes,” she said, using a piece of tissue on her eyes that the Doctor had given her.

 

“Okay my dear, we’ll be just outside,” replied the Doctor.

 

She sat down sobbing uncontrollably, she knew she’d built her hopes up too much, and was now paying for it. What she didn’t realise, was that a certain student Nurse whose name was Eric, had stayed quiet in the room not leaving when the Doctor did.

 

“I’m sorry it didn’t work Karen,” he suddenly said, making his presence known.

 

“Who is that?”

 

“It’s Eric, a student Nurse, I’ve been following your case, hoping to learn more about your condition,” he replied.

 

“Well, as you can see, the operation didn’t work.”

 

“I’m sure they will try again, these things are very difficult to put right,” he said, in an effort to give her hope.

 

“I’m sure they will try, please forgive my foolishness,” she said, with a sniffle.

 

Eric placed his arm around her shoulder, squeezing slightly.

 

“It’s not foolish to want your sight back, it’s a god given right.”

 

She smiled at that, suddenly remembering all those less fortunate than herself. They talked for a while, with Karen opening up to this stranger, purely on the basis of liking his voice. Then she got an urge to feel his face, and asked if she could.

 

“Of course, if you’d like.”

 

She stood in front of him, then he guided her hands up to his face, and she felt the soft skin of his nose, not making out any blemishes. Then she moved around his cheeks, her fingers almost shaking as she realised he was smiling. She recognised it from the slight dimples in his cheeks.

 

“What are you smiling about?”

 

“You’re tickling me,” he said, laughing.

 

Karen laughed with him, touching his forehead with not a wrinkle in sight as it were.

 

“How old are you Eric, if you don’t mind me asking?”

 

“Twenty five,” he replied.

 

“Same age as me, now that’s a coincidence.”

 

They talked for a while longer, and then the Doctor came back, asking if everything was all right.

 

“Yes, Eric here has made me see, in the rhetorical sense, that I still have a chance to get my sight back, I thank you Eric,” she said, groping for the door.

 

She left after that, joining her faithful guide dog Ben, then returned home.

 

She visited the hospital twice a week from that moment on, taking the tests, and clinging onto hope, that they would one-day return her sight for her. She liked to meet with Eric whenever she was in the hospital, and on occasion they would have lunch together. Then one day, three months after her failed operation, her front door bell sounded, it was Eric.

 

After inviting him in, Eric informed her that there was a specialist in town, he was here from Africa, and was leading the way in eye operations.

 

“He wants to see you, tomorrow morning.”

 

Karen was so excited she flung her arms around him, telling him that she had two wishes, the first was to be able to see and second for Eric to be the first she saw. Then she kissed him, but realised that he wasn’t ready for it, for she caught his cheek instead of his lips.

 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to throw myself at you.”

 

“Don’t be sorry,” he said, finding her cheek with his right hand and stroking her soft skin.

 

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long now, but I never had the guts.”

 

Karen reached out her hands taking hold of his face, then drew her lips up to meet his, they kissed long and hard, falling back into the couch they were sitting on. Then Eric began to get bolder, running his hands down her dress, feeling the shapely figure beneath. She didn’t resist, as his hands lightly brushed her breasts. She suddenly realised that she hadn’t made love to another man since her last boyfriend, some three and a half years ago.

 

The kiss got more heated, as he drew her dress up her legs a little, feeling the softness of her thigh, for the very first time. Her thoughts were of his after-shave which smelt wonderful, almost intoxicating in it’s odour. Karen ran her hands down to his chest, undoing the buttons as she reached them.

 

Then she felt his hand brushing against her panties, as he reached for the elastic and pulled them expertly down. The heat of that moment would remain in her mind for a very long time. Once her panties were off, his hands returned to her thighs making her squirm in anticipation.

 

Then she felt his fingers touching her vagina, and realised for the first time how wet she had become in just a short while. His fingers probed the opening, touching her clitoris that sent her wild with lust. For she was desperate to feel his manhood in her hands, but was having trouble taking his pants off.

 

He suddenly interceded, pulling them down himself, there by freeing his erect penis. She then felt it for the first time, feeling utterly amazed at how big he was. She had only ever seen two men’s private parts, and neither one was as big as this. She judged it to be about eight to nine inches in length, as she moved her hands up from the base to the tip.

 

Eric moaned softly as she fondled his member, then found himself having to take his hand away as Karen pushed him back into the couch. Guiding his hardened tool with her hands, she lowered her head until she was able to take it into her mouth.

 

“Oh Karen, that feels so good,” he murmured, as she tried to engulf as much as she could.

 

“Mmmmm…”she muttered.

 

Eric moved his arms out of the way, making sure he wasn’t impeding her at all, as he felt her lips encircle his cock. She moved up and down with a purpose, making him sigh out loud with the sensations he was feeling. Then she brought her hand into play, rubbing him up and down in time with her mouth.

 

He wasn’t going to last long at this rate, and told her as much, not wanting to cum in her mouth, but she ignored him. Then his seed shot out the end, hitting the roof of her mouth, and forcing her to either take it out, or swallow, she chose to swallow, much to Eric’s delight.

 

By the time she’d finished, he was feeling totally spent, but able to carry on, until she surprised him by saying that she like to wait until she could see him. He understood, but told her that by then she may be unimpressed with what she sees.

 

“If by that, you mean I might not like you, you’d be dead wrong, I know how I feel about you without having to see you,” she said, hugging his bare chest.

 

The following days were all about tests, and then the visit by the specialist.

 

“I think my dear, I can restore your sight, if not in two eyes then at least in one, and I would like the opportunity to try sometime tomorrow,” he told her.

 

Karen was very excited, and when she spoke with Eric again, she asked that he be present when she came round. He agreed, telling her that he wouldn’t miss it for the world.

 

The next day Karen started to feel very nervous, mainly because she so wanted to see Eric, but partly because she wanted this to be behind her, and not rule her life.

 

Suddenly the moment came, and she was put under local anaesthetic, her mind wandering to the night she held her lover in her arms. Then just as suddenly she was coming around again, and hearing the voices next to the bed.

 

“Come on Karen, you can wake up now,” said a familiar voice.

 

“Is it over?” she asked, reaching for her bandage.

 

“Hold on Karen, let me do that,” said the Doctor.

 

He then started to remove the bandages, until finally he’d taken them off. Karen slowly opened her eyes, suddenly blinded by the light coming through the window. She focused, taking in her surroundings, and realised she could see with both eyes.

 

“It worked, but where’s Eric?” she said frantically.

 

“He’s just outside, he’s feeling very nervous, because there’s something he never told you.”

 

Karen got out of the bed, saying she must see him, then walked to the door and looked around the corner. Eric had his back to her as she called his name, then he turned around. Karen looked at him with stunned surprise, for he was clearly blind.

 

“Why didn’t you tell me,” she said, embracing him with both arms.

 

“I have lived with this condition all my life, for unlike you I was born with it. So I have grown to know that I will never see, but seeing a chance to have someone I care about getting something I can never have, was almost as good as getting it myself.”

 

 

“I love you Eric,” said Karen, as the tears rolled down her face.

 

“I’m so pleased to hear you say that Karen, for I have loved you from the first day we met.”

 

They hugged each other in the middle of the hospital corridor, completely oblivious to their surroundings, but so madly in love.