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could she not stay with him now that he had fought and won the right to be with her. It took her only a second, but that was all that she needed. “Yes, oh yes I could… and do. If only you knew that I had fallen for you the first day I saw you on that tree. I had somehow seen a depth and quality in those eyes that captivated me from the start.”
    Carol thought to herself if he only knew what sweet torment it was for her, seeing him every day for the past few weeks lying on that couch, naked, with all his manly features. If he only realized what he really meant to her,  looking into her eyes for the past week, and even right now… how it all made her feel, he would know that what he was asking her was exactly all that she had wished for.
    She walked towards him and looked into those deep eyes that mesmerized her so intimately. She said the only answer that was right to her, “YES.”

Chapter 7
    Why does a beautiful woman like you live out here, alone… by yourself,” he asked her at one point, later that same evening.
    She blushed, “I am not beautiful,” she said.
    “Oh, yes you are, and amazing and caring… and so sweet.”
    She blushed even more. She had practically no experience with men at all. She was just far too shy. “Can you get up?” she asked “You really need a shower.”
    He tried, but couldn’t. His legs were still weak.
    “Then I guess I’ll have to wash you,” she said innocently. “And we have to wash those clothes and sheets too.”
    She helped him undress while he sat there, giving him a towel to cover himself. She got a big tub of warm water, a sponge and some soap. This would be easy, she thought, I have seen it done on TV a thousand times.
    As she washed him, he spoke about his life and travels and made the sweetest compliments ever to her. When he said he loved to read, she almost cried. “Here is a gorgeous man naked in my house that loves to read.”
    The thought made her wet. Just because she had no experience didn’t mean that she didn’t have fantasies. She was a librarian… but she wasn’t dead! She washed him all over gently and then he asked her to clean beneath the towel.
    “I really need to get clean. After almost a month without a bath, you know…”
    She blushed, but pulled the towel away and began to wash his private area. As she did, his cock began to grow hard. She wasn’t sure how to respond.
    “You have the most beautiful body, Carol, so curvy and full.”
    She remembered then that he had seen her naked a few weeks back. Washing this beautiful mans cock and all of his compliments made her flush. The feeling was strange and unfamiliar.
“Ahhh… that feels very good Carol.”
    She had not even noticed that she had actually started to stroke his cock with both hands until it was too late. She quickly let go.
    “Why stop?” he asked her, “It seems we have been brought together by fate.”
    He smiled at her, his eyes glinting just so. She couldn’t help herself. She wanted this man to stay. She reached out and began to stroke him again with both hands. Her panties were soaking wet now. She knew she was being naughty, but she didn’t care. He closed his eyes and let out a soft moan as she continued the massage.
    “Carol, I want to kiss you, I want to give you lots of pleasure. When I am all better, we can try, what do you think?” His hips were moving slightly to her motion.
    ”Really? You want me? You… desire me?” the words came out haltingly.
    “Yessss,” he said, it was almost a hissing sound, his hips bucked more.
She was so turned on by this, so excited at the prospect, she wanted so badly to give him pleasure.
    “Is this ok?” she asked, doubling her speed, using both hands clasped together to massage his throbbing cock.
    “Oh, my God, yes,” he practically gasped.
    Suddenly, without warning the tip of his cock started to erupt sending stream after stream of warm gooey white liquid everywhere. A weeks worth of built up semen landed on