I opened my eyes slowly. I was lying down on my back. I was safe now, out of the snow and a wood fire was crackling near me, I couldn’t see it and felt its warmth, its smell and I was hearing the reassuring crackling of the flames. That wood fire, burning near me was a wonderful gift for me, I was alive.
Instinctively, I turned my head in the direction of the warmth and I saw a big fireplace. The light of the fire was spreading all over the room. I didn’t see anybody. As I closed my eyes, I felt then that someone was stroking my hair. I opened my eyes again suddenly and there, just over me, I saw the face that I had seen outside just before fainting. The face was more clearer now, two blue eyes in a deep gaze, and a wonderful smile.
“You are recovering, I was very anxious, I thought I had arrived too late.”
He was about 30 years old, blond with curly and untidy hair, surrounding a nice face with delicate and weathered features. I was only half conscious and I remember that I didn’t understand why he was clothed only in his briefs and socks. The irony of my situation; instead of thanking him, of asking him where I was or how long I had been there, I just asked;
“Why are you half naked? We don’t know each other, it’s ill-mannered, please get dressed, you’re indecent, Mister.”
He had saved my life and I was reproaching him because he was in briefs and in his own home. He had probably understood that my mind was still confused because he answered me gently with a nice smile;
“Excuse me for my appearance, Miss, but my clothes, you are wearing, that’s why I am like this.”
I lifted my head slowly to look down at my body and saw that I was wearing trousers, the legs were exceeding my feet in size whilst the top of my body was wrapped in a big anorak. I opened it slightly and saw that under the anorak I was wearing a wool shirt with big red checks that was covering me down to the middle of my thighs.
The man carried on;
“You were completely soaked and unconscious. I couldn’t leave you in that state, as I had nothing else but my own clothes to warm up you, I undressed you and I dressed you with my shirt, my trousers and my anorak.” He added, “Excuse me, I didn’t introduced myself, my name is Jonathan.”
“Thanks for all you have done for me, Jonathan, you saved my life, I owe you so many things and I have been so hostile with you instead of thanking you. And it’s because of me you are cold and half naked. I introduce myself too, my name is Helen. Are you cold like that?”
“Thanks, Helen, yes, I don’t feel very warm but it will be better in an hour or two, as now the pane is repaired.”
“The pane?”
“That’s why I am here, without that broken pane of glass, you would have never found me here. I am a shepherd in the summer and a carpenter during winter, this is my high mountain pasture chalet, I never come here in winter, just from time to time to carry out small repairs until spring. A friend of mine who is part of the ski patrol passed by here this morning and warned me that one of the panes in the front window of the chalet had been broken. So I climbed up here this afternoon with my snowshoes to fill the hole with some planks so that I can repair it better in spring.
But, because of the snow-storm that had set in all day, the snow had blown into the chalet and it was very cold inside when I arrived here. I had just finished my repair and I was going to take some logs into the small storeroom outside behind the chalet, then I saw you lying down and lifeless on the snow. I carried you inside and lit the fire about an hour ago. But the warmth of the fire isn’t strong enough to warm up the chalet and get rid of all the dampness that got in, that’s why it’s still freezing in here despite the fire.”
“But, Jonathan, do you have any other clothes in your chalet?”
“No clothes, not even any blankets. This chalet, as I explained to you is only occupied at the beginning of spring. So I empty it completely before going down in the valley with my flock in autumn. You know, I don’t even have a washing machine here to clean my clothes. That’s the reason why I had no other clothes other than what I was wearing to warm you up.”
“But you didn’t expect to sleep here tonight?”
“No I didn’t. I thought that my repair would have been done quickly and walk back down the valley. But the snow-storm rose up while I was climbing up here and I got stuck. Hopefully, I have some tined foods and even some wine and a bottle of the local alcohol to warm us up. That’s a stroke of luck, because I always leave some non-perishable food in the meat locker when I close this place in autumn”
I was beginning to feel better. Even though I was still dreadfully cold, I was alive. Jonathan seemed to be a charming man and, on top of that, he was very handsome. The fact that I had been able to notice it so well was the proof that I was recovering. Of course it was not the most luxurious of circumstances, I was dressed in a mans clothes, far too big for me and I was obliged to spend the night here, and sometime tomorrow all this would be forgotten.
“What have you done with my clothes, Jonathan?”
“They are drying near the fireplace, unfortunately they will probably need all night long to dry.”
I turned my head to the wood fire and noticed my clothes drying but I also felt embarrassed when I saw, delicately spread near my ski clothes, my silk panties and bra, but Jonathan seemed to understand.
“Excuse me, Helen, but all your clothes were completely drenched, including your underwear. I couldn’t have left you like that, don’t forget that you were unconscious and I was quite anxious because I couldn’t bring you round. So, I undressed you completely and I rubbed and dried your body with my tee-shirt. I swear to you that I had no bad intentions when I undressed you, on the contrary, I was really distressed to see a beautiful girl like you in such a condition. All your body was blue with cold, completely frozen, I rubbed your skin to warm you up, to help you to regain consciousness. But you didn’t react at all, completely out cold. I was beginning to worry. I was so helpless. There is no phone, no electricity and no water here.”
“I believe you, Jonathan, I can see that you did all you could do to save me and I thank you from all my heart. Without your help, I would actually be dead from exposure. I owe you my life. I know that it is stupid but I would like to kiss you to thank you.”
Without even waiting or any hesitation, I stood up to kiss him. But I had underestimated my strength and forgot that the clothes I was wearing were too big for me. As my legs gave way beneath me, I walked on the trousers’ legs and I fell over into Jonathan’s arms. If he had not caught me I would have hit the stone-built floor hard. He carried me over to the settee and set me down gently.
“Please don’t move, Helen, you are still too weak and the shock might have been very severe for your body, you have to rest now, I will try to cook you something, you have to eat after what you have suffered. I also have to get some more logs from outside because the fire is dying out.”
Without adding a word, Jonathan puts on his pair of snow boots that were at the door and wearing nothing else but his briefs, he went outside in the night to bring in wood from the storeroom. When Jonathan opened the door, I noticed that the snow-storm had got even stronger with the snow swirling with fury, trying to rush inside the room. Then soon after, the door opened again and a shivering Jonathan appeared with snow on his shoulders.
“Jonathan, you are crazy to go out into the storm half naked!”
“Yes, but what else can I do? I haven’t got any other clothes and we have to keep warm. By the way, are you still cold?”
“Yes, I am frozen, all my body is shivering.”
“Can you stand up now?”
I stood up with difficulty whilst my body was trembling uncontrollably.
“I am afraid that you are in hypothermia. Come here against me, I have to rub your body, you cannot remain like that.”
Jonathan came near me and began to rub my back vigorously. I liked the contact of his hands, I could feel his strength whilst he was rubbing me. After a while I told him that I felt better. But he didn’t believe me and before I could realize what he was doing, his hand was on my belly, under the shirt.
“Excuse me, Helen, but I needed to check something and I was right, the skin of your belly is still very cold. It is useless to rub you like this. I have to find something else. First I will prepare you a hot toddy, I have some wine and a bottle of the local alcohol. That will do for a toddy.
Some minutes later, I was drinking the hot toddy and I could smell the alcohol in it. It made me feel better, but it was so strong, it was difficult for me to drink. But I succeeded and drunk all of it, I could feel the inside of my body warming up again, whilst the outside was starting to shake. Jonathan saw that the toddy was also useless in getting my temperature back to normal. My body had been numbed by the cold far too long. Then he told me:
“I have a big tank at the far end of the chalet which I use as a tub in summer, I will prepare you a bath as I think that it is the only way to warm you up sufficiently. We have no water as the spring is frozen but I will collect some snow with that basin and melt into water.”
Jonathan went outside again in the snow-storm, still wearing only his briefs and he began to do several trips, shoveling up snow with the basin, shivering more and more with each new basin of snow. He began to unload the snow in a big red copper tank which he placed near the fireplace.
The floor was stone-built, mountain rock forming one of the chalet’s walls. To melt the snow, Jonathan had to set a fire directly under the tank set upon four big stones. The tank was very big, one could have put three girls of my size into it. I don’t know what the tank was used for originally, Jonathan just told me that it had always been here since the chalet had been built by his great-grandfather.
The snow was beginning to melt in the tank. Jonathan had already made about twenty trips into the snow-storm to fill it. The tank was just a third of the way full.
“Jonathan, I cannot let you keep going outside half naked like that for me, you will become as ill as I am. Please, at least, take your anorak, I will still have your wool shirt to keep me warm.”
“Look at yourself, Helen, all your body is shivering. No, no way.”
And he took the basin again and disappeared outside in the night. I couldn’t let him go on like this. I had to give him back at least his wool shirt. I took advantage of the fact that he had gone outside and quickly took off the anorak to remove the shirt for him. As I had taken off the shirt, he returned again with another basin of snow.
I was there, topless in front of him, my nipples erect because of the cold, I didn’t have the time to put on the anorak. He was very embarrassed and he turned his back to let me dress, telling me:
“What the hell are you doing? You want to die? You are completely crazy!”
I put back the anorak and stood near him, telling him that he could face me again.
“Here is your shirt, Jonathan, wear it please, the anorak is enough for me. Look at you, if you go on like this, we will both be frozen and ill.”
Jonathan understood that I was determined and he accepted his shirt.
“Excuse me, Helen, if I talk to you harshly, but I am so anxious for your health. You are not fully recovered yet and it’s miracle that you are alive, do you understand?”
“Yes, I know, thanks.”
“I am sorry I walked in on you, I didn’t know that you would be topless.”
“What does it matter, Jonathan, you have already seen me completely naked and even touched my nude body while I was unconscious. So, I have nothing much to hide from you, so let us be adult about this.”
Jonathan was looking at me, quite surprised by my answer, he was probably expecting a prudish reaction from me. In fact I was myself astonished that I had been able to answer him like I did so naturally. I think that the effects of the alcohol in the toddy were not extraneous to my reaction. I sat down on the settee without adding anymore to what I had said, curling up into the anorak whilst Jonathan, wearing his shirt, went outside the chalet to fill the basin with snow once more.
After more than sixty trips, the tank was now filled and atleast there was some warm and comforting water now as steam was beginning to rise from it.
“You can enter the water now, Helen, I think that the temperature is just right. I will turn my back to you and remain in that corner of the room while you undress and take your bath.”
But Jonathan didn’t have the time to turn his back, I stood up and huddled against him, my arms around his waist and I kissed him intently. He returned my kiss passionately, hugging me. Getting my breath back, I told him:
“You saved my life, Jonathan and, more than that, you didn’t hesitate in making all these trips in that freezing snow-storm, half naked. I have never met anybody like you Jonathan, who cared so much for me with so much devotion, putting your own health before mine. You also didn’t take advantage of the situation when you undressed me and saw me naked in your arms while I was unconscious. You are a very nice person, Jonathan, a real gentleman. I don’t know if I shocked you when I kissed you just now, but I needed so much to thank you for all you have done for me.
You are also completely frozen now, you are shivering too, please, come with me in the water. You didn’t abuse me up to now, I don’t see why you would do it now, I trust you and it would not be fair that I should warm up while you remain shivering in a corner of the room, far from the fire and just for my modesty.”
Without allowing him time to react, I took off the anorak and the trousers and, completely naked in front of him, I got into the water of the tank. Jonathan looked at me without uttering a word, without making any gestures.
“Come on, Jonathan, get in with me, please, forget modesty. You have to get warm yourself.”
“Thanks, Helen, but I don’t think you realize the situation, I am a man, you are a woman, naked, gorgeous and desirable. If I joined you now in this tank, don’t you think that…”
I smiled him.
“Yes, it is possible, Jonathan, but for the moment, I swear to you that It is first just to warm us up without thinking of anything else as I am so cold and I am sure that it is the same for you, isn’t it?”
We both laughed together.
“Come on!” I told him, “it’s your turn now. Jump in and don’t even think that you can enter the water with your briefs and shirt”
Jonathan blushed and he undressed completely and then entered the water, hiding his sex with his hand.
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He was very attractive, his body was slim and slender. There was something feline in him. When he entered the water, he did it with elegance and precision. Not a drop of water escaped from the tank. When his supple body slid next to mine in the soothing water, I became excited. The feeling of him naked and close to me was so erotic.
We faced each other and in order to stretch out our legs we had to sit with them intertwined. I don’t know how long we spent staring at each other like that, but we were like two teenage kids on the verge of exploring each others bodies, daring to touch one another. We both felt the intensity of the moment. Wanting to feel and touch ourselves.
The water surrounded us, enveloping us with a unique comforting warmth, our bodies merged in the water and we became as one single being. Each movement, even slight, that Jonathan made in the soothing water, was reverberating itself all over the surface of my skin, as if through the ripples he was touching me and I could feel him sending waves of pleasure through my spine. I did not feel cold anymore.
The only light in the chalet was the glimmer of the wood fire, shining with a warm glow. The shadow of the flames’ light danced on the walls and the ceiling, creating a warming atmosphere. The wind outside could blow as much as it wanted, our bodies were protected from its bitter cold by the warm water that surrounded us. The reassuring crackle of the wood fire as the logs burned sounded relaxing and peaceful.
My eyes were closed. Jonathan had closed his eyes immediately after entering the water, to respect my modesty.
I had stopped shivering and I was slowly beginning to relax. I couldn’t stop thinking that I was lucky to be alive. Only an hour ago I was so close to death and now I was saved. It felt as if I was re-born and all I wanted to do was celebrate that moment and share my happiness with Jonathan as he sat close to me.
The warmth of the water, the fact that I was nude in the same water as that attractive man and knowing that he had already put his hands all along my naked body while I was unconscious began to turn me on.
I whispered his name and he opened his cheerful blue eyes, enhanced by superb long fair eyelashes. The flickering light of the fire danced in them as he gazed at me and it made it more fascinating. It was if I was falling under his spell, I wanted to offer myself to him, to feel him against me, to cuddle against his skin, be in his arms, to feel his masculine strength embracing me, to be close to him. Each nerve ending of my skin was begging for this tender touch, I felt weak and irresistant, totally offered to him as he smiled at me tenderly.
I was literally melting with happiness as I moved closer to him. I stretched slowly like a cat, savouring that shared moment of intimacy. I could feel him all against me now, his skin was transferring its warmth to mine, I shivered with delight, abandoned, happy. I felt totally alive now and I already knew that he had conquered me, I knew that I was somehow in love with him.
At that moment, it seemed to me that I was not the only one alive. I felt him against my right leg, the one that was between Jonathan’s thighs, it was something that was not a foot or even his hand.
It was his sex, awakening with the feel of my body close to his. Instead of simply removing my leg, I pressed it gently against his sex that was smooth, firm and tender. I moved my leg slowly to be able to feel him, to stroke him, to brush against him.
Jonathan allowed me to caress him. His head began to raise and his lips parted, closing his eyes. He looked so beautiful as he revelled in my tender touches. I wanted to run my fingers through his angel like hair, feel every curl and bury my face into it.
Whilst I was brushing my leg gently against Jonathan’s sex, I was feeling his supple body pressing a little more against mine now, drawing himself up to feel my caress and a he gave out a slight moan of pleasure which softly escaped from his lips.
“Jonathan, please, I want it us much as you, your are so handsome and I feel so good about being with you. Take me gently into your arms, I need you, I need to hold you in my arms, to feel you close to me my love, my saviour, I love you.”
That was it, I had not been able to hide my feelings to him but I was happy now that I dared to declare him my love. He was looking at me tenderly and seriously. One could feel that we both shared this moment together.
“Are you really sure of it, Helen, don’t you think that tomorrow you will regret the things we are about to do this night?”
“No, my love, I am sure of it, I loved you as soon as I saw you, beautiful, tender, so thoughtful and so strong at the same time. Your delicacy, your respect for me, your kindness, your complete devotion since you took me into your chalet, has convinced me of the beauty, of the generosity of your spirit. You are the man I was dreaming of, I was waiting for such a long time. I am not afraid to repeat it, I love you Jonathan.”
Then I saw two tears flowing down his beautiful face. “What is it my love? I beg you to tell me.” I asked him.
“Forgive me, Helen, it must be the emotion. You know, when I found you in the snow, a little bird lost and abandoned in the cold, when I found you, I was also moved by your fragile beauty, by these little things that made me become so fascinated by you, by your lost and lifeless body in my arms. I didn’t dare to tell you at first but I cried while I was trying to bring you back to life, I was kissing you on the lips, hoping to give you life like a fairytale Prince does to reawaken the sleeping Princess. It was ridiculous, I know, but I couldn’t prevent myself from doing it. I loved you as soon as I saw you, so beautiful, so diaphanous. If I am crying now my love, don’t be mistaken about them, my tears are tears of happiness and joy, not of distress.”
I too began to cry and we were both crying for happiness while smiling at each other tenderly.
In that same day, I had almost died and by an incredible chance, I also met, I was sure of it, the man of my life!
I was feeling him very close to me now. We didn’t know what else to do with our hands, our mouths, it was love, and everything was passion. I felt his mouth, his lips, his tongue in the hollow nape of my neck while his hands were cupping my breasts, fondling them softly while squeezing gently. I was offering them to him with love. His tenderness and touching sent quivers through my body.
His lips began to kiss me softly, moving down to the back of my neck, sending shivers of pleasure along my spine. His mouth was now on my shoulder, kissing and nibbling at my tender skin. All I could sense was desire, pleasure, warmth, softness, tenderness, ecstasy. My body pressed closer to his with each of his kisses, each caress. With the gentle pressure of his hands on my breasts I was writhing with desire. The sensuality, the eroticism of our love games was increased by the soft warmth of the soothing water in which we were bathing.
I touched and gripped his hair while he was kissing me and arousing my nipples, licking them with the tip of his tongue. I was taking in his male fragrance, burying my face into his curly hair. I loved the scent of his hair, soft and silky like that of a woman. His skin was amazingly smooth and soft for a man. I loved this feminine side of Jonathan’s body.
I carried on stroking his hair while his mouth was kissing and suckling my breasts. All my desire was concentrating now in my firm nipples and excited the flesh of my breasts, wanting and desiring even more his bite. He was like a child, nibbling and licking them with love. I was doubling with pleasure each time his lips were closing up on my flesh, arching my back to offer him my erect nipples, aroused by the warmth of his mouth. He made me feel so much a woman.
At the same time his hands were running feeling and touching my waist, my hips, going up along my back, all my body was filling with desire, pleasure, sensuality, love, and passion. I was shouting with pleasure, begging and crying out for more. Again, again and again. All my aroused flesh was quivering like a musical instrument as he knew all the right notes to play. I was drunk with love, intoxicated with his tenderness.
My hands began to explore him even more, running through his chest, caressing his so smooth flanks, touching the small of his back, as supple and soft as mine, lingering over his round and firm buttocks. We were just hands and mouths, grasping kisses, licking each other like mating animals yet so very tender in our actions.
He began to use is tongue to explore every inch of my body, I could feel his tongue all around my ankle then, slowly, his sensual loving lips were going up along my leg which was now lying outside the water, on the edge of the tank. I was opened, offered while his hand was caressing my belly, infiltrating into my intimacy.
We were not cold anymore, our bodies, our skins, our hearts were burning, inflamed by the aroused desire of our caresses, erotic and sensual light touches.
Our joint fondling became more and more precise now, we were learning each others bodies. I was discovering, little by little, the parts of his skin, of his body that were making him react and moan with pleasure. He had also quickly found what was arousing to me the most, making me loose my mind under his power, his desires to take me.
Jonathan noticed that I couldn’t resist his kisses along my neck and beneath my jaw. The extreme sensitivity of my breasts didn’t escape from his attention either. His touches seem to magnify as he explored my erogenous points, making me submit myself to him even more as I felt his lips upon my neck and his firm but gentle hands kneading my breasts.
His supple and feline body was writhing against mine, warm and smooth, firm and soft, powerful and tender. Sometimes I tried to resist his touches by putting my arms around him, gripping him tightly. He was answering these erotic games by grasping my buttocks firmly in his hands, making me explode with pleasure. Then he began gliding his fingers all along my back, along my spine, scarcely touching my skin and arousing inside of me waves of unbearable, intolerable feelings of pleasure. All my body, arched with the desire he began to instill in me as I began to push closer and closer to him, rubbing my breasts against his chest.
The intensity of these loving games was so strong that I was feeling that all my body had become just one. I became a sexually aroused animal offering every part of me to his mouth, to his hands. From the soles of my feet to the roots of my hair, I was just desire, each fragment of my skin was now an erogenous zone begging to be touched to contract, to tighten, to distend, to bloom, to offer… to come.
I had now the feeling to be taken by several hands at a time, by several mouths, my amorous hips were heaving with the rhythm of his hands, of his passionate kisses, my belly, my breasts, the small of my back, all my body was undulating like a swan.
Our kisses were deeper now and when our mouths were met, the warm and satiny velvet of our lips was stirring more of our desires, our tongues were touching, searching, brushing each other. Our mouths were like opened hermaphrodite and shameless sexes with wet lips, our tongues seeping into pure lust, drinking each others nectar, erotic delight and in supreme ecstasy.
His hands on my thighs were now more insistent, caressing the velvet inside of them, where the skin was the most soft and tender, satin-smooth and silky, going up to the sanctuary of my intimacy. In turn, I was taking his sex in my hands, feeling his warmth in my palms, he was, soft and smooth and yet so hard. I was feeling it beating in my hands. I had the impression of holding all of Jonathan into my fingers. My touches made him hold back his head and his eyes close, letting out a moan of appreciation. A single moment that I had him in my power.
I wanted him now, I wanted to feel his warmth sweeping into me, to feel his sex beating and throbbing inside of me, in the deepest of me, I wanted to be A woman, to be His woman, to be The Woman of his most desired sexual of dreams.
Then he took me in his arms and slowly, very softly, penetrated me, gliding with voluptuous pleasure into my intimacy in a long ecstasy inducing movement. We remained locked, embraced for a while without moving, as if one single creature of pure love. Who was penetrating who? We didn’t know and we didn’t care, we were just one single flesh, one single sex, our mouths inflamed with passion and joined as one. We came like that, just by the pressure of our union, just by the strength of our erotic loving embrace.
The warmth of the wood fire had warmed up all the atmosphere of the chalet, of what was now our love nest. The water level was quite low in the tank now, our actions had nearly emptied it, spilling it over the sides as we made love so intensely.
Jonathan dried me lovingly with his mouth in front of the fire, licking me, kissing me, all my body shivering under his burning and eager lips lingering on the most sensitive parts. We embraced each other again and again all night long like two lovers who had waited for this moment for many years and had just met again atlast. I was lost… in vast ocean of happiness.
How I was the little poor frozen creature, lost in the snow-storm who had run aground like a shipwreck, desperately clutching for my life in front of the chalet. An insignificant and loveless life, and how beautiful was that life now? Rescued by this man who had warmed me and shown me his love, and I returned it with an equal if not greater love in more than just appreciation.
I was… saved.
