Claire was quite motherly towards me when it came to my back pain, always ensuring my comfort and offering to help me with any heavy chore I had to do... Having someone fuss over me like that was a whole new experience for me. My own mother had been too ill with alcoholism and a host of related ailments to care much for me when I was growing up. I reveled in Claire's kind attention to my needs. I even wondered for awhile what life would have been like had she been my mother instead.Claire and I. We embraced, and I did the ridiculous, most over-the-top thing I’d ever done in my life. I stripped off my shorts and bikini top, leaving just my bikini bottoms. I essentially bared myself to him in the dim light. We hugged, skin on skin. He felt wonderful. My imagination took flight and the possibility of dating Michael, even becoming his steady, became very real for me. I had simply thrown caution to the wind and risked total embarrassment by exposing my skinny little self to him but I had to. It's all just common sense," she said as she pressed herself against him and began gently stroking his cock, entirely focused on her desire to get it into her fertile pussy where it belonged. "Our bodies are designed to fit together, we're programmed by instinct to try to fit ourselves together, and our bodies reward us for doing so with intense pleasure, so that's exactly what we should be doing. It's only natural," she finished, coyly looking up at him with big eyes as she rubbed her thumb. She pushed herself to her feet slowly. Erik held onto her arm; she still seemed a little unsteady. She pushed him off, though, and straightened her robe as she took a deep breath. Her composure returned quickly; Erik’s admiration for her increased as he watched her return to her normal self.“Whatever you need, I will do,” he told her with as much certainty as he could muster. When she looked at him, he saw something in her had changed, as if she had let go of something she’d been holding for a.