Saving Felicity - Sex Stories

Saving Felicity

... making her feel so comfortable. She suddenly felt so grateful to him for getting her through a situation that would have made her lose her mind on her own. His spirit was so free from worry and his positive light was rubbing off on her. A small part of her was still terrified that she was going to die out there, but he was keeping that from taking over. “Did you get your clothes wet?” he asked, snapping her out of her thankful thoughts. “I think the outer suit is okay, but I got my thermal layer for sure.” “You’re going to have to take it off. I know it probably feels warm now, but if we leave that layer wet it will be trapped and could cause your core temperature to drop.” He started undressing himself. “I’ll give you my thermals. I’ve got more meat on me, so should be able to maintain my temperature better without any.” His words were a bit lost on her. Felicity’s amazed eyes took in the sight of Eduardo stripping from his clothes in front of her. The mass of thick protective fabric had disguised his athletic, well-toned frame and the hours of trekking, climbing and exploring to find different geological samples had obviously kept him in fine shape. Her cheeks flushed with heat, but this time it was through arousal and not embarrassment. He grinned knowingly when he caught her admiring looks. “Your turn.” There was a new tension in the cave and the sound of her zip being lowered seemed to loudly fill the space. She could have asked him to look away, as she slowly stripped ...

... out of her clothes, but she didn’t want him to. She wanted him to watch her. Her temperature rise contradicted the removal of material. Her body flushed with a new desire and for the first time in years her most intimates parts tingled into life. Both just stood stripped down to their underwear, appreciating the mutual attraction in the strangest of situations. Her mind was both shocked and delighted at the rush of images of him lunging forward and pulling her into a kiss. Their eyes were locked and she was sure he could read right into her thoughts, but he broke the spell by handing her his thermals. “You need to put this on before you lose too much heat.” She dressed in silence, but secretly delighted at feeling his warmth that still remained on the clothes. Her arousal spiked when she was overcome by his scent, which filled her nostrils. If she had been on her own she knew she would’ve pulled the fabric to her nose and taken a deep sniff to get as much of the intoxicating smell as she could. After she’d dressed he got them something to eat and they talked about their jobs. They shared many tales of adventure and enjoyed conversing about similar pleasure and displeasures of their chosen lifestyle. She found out that he was single, having not found someone who understood the need for him to be away for long periods of time. She told of her finding love with her mentor, the joys of married life to begin with and how it had quickly soured, until it reached its bitter and toxic ...