They all arrived on time. I'd heard a car draw up alongside the house as opposed to outside the front door, and I watched Lindsey get the wheelchair out of the boot and assemble it for her friend who heaved herself into it directly from the front seat. Jennifer was wearing a fleecy coat and a woolly hat, so I guessed that she didn't like the cold wet weather we were having.

I opened the kitchen door just as she got to it and they came in. Rover, the cat, had heard them arrive and headed for the cat flap but skidded to a halt as the whole door opened in front of her. She went out as Lindsey and Jennifer came in.

“Stella, this is Jennifer. Jennifer, this is Stella.”

We both mumbled our greetings while Lindsey and Jennifer divested themselves of their coats and hats.

Himari arrived at the front door while all this was going on, and more introductions and greetings happened as a result.

Again, we all sat around the kitchen table with our coffees (in Jennifer's case, green tea which she had in a packet in her handbag) and I introduced myself.

“I'm Stella, welcome to my house. I work at the cake factory. I'm twenty-seven and I'm single.”

“And what's your name, dear?”

Anyone who has lived in Devon for more than a few minutes will be familiar with being called 'dear' or 'darling' or 'sweetheart' and not worry about it, whether female or male.

“I'm Himari, I was born in Japan and moved here when I was fourteen. I work with Stella.”

Jennifer turned to Lindsey, plainly about to say something.

“I'm Lindsey, I work at the cake factory too.”

We laughed. We all knew that. As one we turned to Jennifer.

“I'm Jennifer, I'm forty-one and I've known Lindsey since 1989. I'm a self-employed VA and I'm new to all this. I look forward to getting to know you all better.”

She shifted her position in her wheelchair and rubbed her leg absent-mindedly.

“I'd like to know what the No Entry club does at their meetings. Lindsey has told me already, but I'd like to ask you a few questions,” Jennifer said.

Lindsey explained again what the club was about and what sort of activities we had got up to in the two previous evenings. Jennifer nodded her assent. Lindsey had previously said she'd already told Jennifer what we did.

“Well,” I began. “We've only met twice. Two of us the first time and Lindsey joined us for the second one. We simply undressed each other and played with each other's breasts and pussies.”

“Just like that?” Jennifer asked. “I mean, how long have you known each other?”

She looked at Himari almost for the first time. Himari smiled back.

“We've worked together for a few years, and with Lindsey too, although she works in a different department.”

“Was it the first time you'd done this?” Jennifer continued.

“Yes, it was. Until the other evening, we were just normal 'work friends'.”

“So you made the transition from work colleagues to love-partners?”

Himari and I looked at each other for a tick, then we both burst out laughing. Jennifer looked like she'd swallowed a fly.

“OK, then, not love-partners!” she laughed, too.

“Friends-with-benefits, I'll go for,” Himari managed to say between guffaws.

I nodded, still chuckling.

“We talked about having this club at work last week, and we talked about what we would be doing at it, so when we decided on having the first meeting, we already knew what we would be doing with each other,” I explained. “Actually doing it wasn't hard. In fact, we enjoyed ourselves more than we thought we would.”

“How did you actually make the first move?” Jennifer wanted to know. Perhaps because she wanted to make a first move, too.

I tried to remember that far back.

“I think after I'd arrived at Himari's house, and we were sitting there wondering who would be first to do what, she simply took her top off followed by her bra, then she took my hand and put it on one of her breasts, and we both took it from there.”

“Can I do that, then?” Jennifer asked, leaning forward in anticipation.

Jennifer sat up in the wheelchair to get a better position and extended her hand halfway. Just like I had done, she waited to be led the last few inches.

“I understand that this might be a bit scary the first time,” I began. “But...”

“No, I'm not scared,” Jennifer broke in. “I just want to get started now! I have mobility issues, so lying on a sofa or bed might be best for me. Then you can get started on me, or I can get started on you.”

“Did I mention that Jennifer is keen to get started?” asked Lindsey, while we all dissolved into laughter, including Jennifer.

I took her hand and led it to my left breast, in its pushed-up bra and under my jumper. Jennifer felt me for a few seconds while Himari and Lindsey shared my other breast. Her face split into a grin.

Jennifer looked at my chest which was boosted by my double-thickness bra pads.

“What size are your breasts, Stella?” she asked.

“My bra size is 32D, but I'm currently wearing some bra inserts to make things look a bit bigger.”

Everyone looked at my girls, and Himari and Lindsey both squeezed me again.

“What about yours, Jennifer?” asked Lindsey. “I've always wanted to know!”

“I'm a 36EE,” she admitted, modestly.

I stood up and took my top off followed by my bra (what a relief!). Everyone followed suit including Jennifer. She was wearing a knitted polo-necked jumper, a long ethnic skirt and what looked like black leather ankle boots. When hers came off, her large breasts almost leapt out of their cups and bounced down off her chest. We all looked at them in amazement and more than a little envy.

All of us now topless, I led the way into the spare bedroom which was on the ground floor and was big enough for us all to get into. I took my clothes off. There didn't seem to be any other way of initiating it. Again, everyone did the same, Jennifer being last to finish. We all watched as she pulled her leggings off her legs. Her feet flopped unresponsively into any position they felt like when at last each foot came out of its sock. She dumped her feet back down onto the wheelchair's footplate with a thump.

She headed straight for the bed, parked the wheelchair at an angle close to the bed and slid herself across onto it, pushed the wheelchair away and wriggled back so she was in the middle. She dragged each leg into a good position. We noticed at once that her legs were a little thinner than the rest of her would have indicated. She settled herself back and put her hands beside her on the bed.

We all sat down on the bed and began to touch her large breasts. A smile spread across her face and she just watched us all as we played with her. Her breasts moved to the sides of her chest. Lindsey was on one side and Himari on the other, and each one cupped the nearest breast in both hands and began to massage Jennifer's nipples with one finger. I had plenty of room to play between Jennifer's legs, a tightly shaved expanse of skin in which nestled her labia and clitoris.

Jennifer turned towards Himari and felt one of hers while Lindsey and I felt the other. Himari had a lacy bra just showing (mostly) underneath her thin white top. Himari slowly removed her top from under our hands, letting us see and touch her bra, and watching Jennifer slide her fingers inside the cups.

“Jennifer,” I asked. “Do you have sensation in your legs?”

“Oh, yes, I do, dear,” she replied. “I don't have a spinal cord injury because of an accident or anything, I have spinal muscular atrophy but everything is normal except that I haven't been able to walk for decades. But I have normal sensations right down to my toes, and I don't let them go to waste! Do what you like down there.”

Now that the subject of her legs had been raised, we all looked at them. Jennifer looked at our faces and saw only attentive interest and goodwill so she relaxed a little and leaned back in the bed.

She began to tell us about her early life in a Plymouth suburb, while we played with her breasts and vagina. Soon the story-telling slowed down and it suddenly stopped altogether while she orgasmed. Her nipples became very tight and erect and her legs did a little lying-down dance. I stroked them lightly while they had their fling, feeling the muscles sparking off each other. I think we all had a mini-orgasm each, too.

In the comfortable silence that followed, we each stroked each other's breasts.

“It's sad that I can only lie on my back, not in any other position.” Jennifer's voice broke the spell.

I had an idea.

“I'm sure if we helped you get into other positions, you could stay in it for a while,” I hazarded.

Jennifer looked at me doubtfully.

“We'll help you turn over and then get up into a doggie position, Jennifer. Can we try that?”

“Well, yes, but ...”

Jennifer's doubts began to surface, but Lindsey joined in too.

“Yes, once you're on all fours your arms will keep your back straight, especially if your knees are placed a little apart.”

“Well, OK then.”

All three of us helped Jennifer turn herself onto her front, and Lindsey and I lifted Jennifer's torso while Himari angled her dead legs at a slight angle off vertical. Jennifer wavered there for a bit, working out how to use her arms to keep her bottom straight. After a few seconds, Jennifer's face lit up into a smile.

“This is easier than I thought!” she laughed. “But having three people to help makes it a bit special!”

Jennifer's EE's hung away from her chest in a wonderful display of pendulousness. We took turns to feel the weight and size of them while Jennifer practised staying on all fours by just using her arms. My hands crept down her body and found her vagina open for business. I didn't need any lube, her juices were already flowing nicely. My fingers skated around her bottom and lips, sometimes sliding up to her clitoris. I slipped the tip of a finger inside her once or twice and found a warm and welcoming place there. I slipped them further in and out, going further in each time while Himari and Lindsey made her breasts very tingly and her nipples harder and harder.

Just at the right moment (more by good luck than judgement) I slid in further than I had so far. Jennifer moaned to herself and lost control of her arms and legs, keeling over towards me onto the bed and coming to rest, continuing to moan while her legs did another muscular ripple or two. We all knelt around the bed and watched Jennifer enjoying herself and then lying quietly while she recovered.

I must have nodded off or something, because I found Lindsey and Himari on either side of me, coaxing my skirt and knickers down around my knees as I kneeled on the carpet. Willing fingers slid around my bottom and vagina while other fingers squeezed my breasts. I kept still and savoured the feeling which boiled up quickly, sending hot flashes all around my body until I collapsed onto the carpet while lightning flared around me and the lights went off and on in my brain. Lindsey and Himari finished each other off on the floor next to me and on the bed quite noisily while Jennifer and I watched from our lying-down positions.

I got up and fetched the wheelchair and we watched while Jennifer hauled herself into it, and we all trooped into the kitchen for a coffee. Or green tea.

Rover, the cat, dived out through the cat flap again, rain or no rain.