FUCKING THE LONELY WIDOW(2)

CHAPTER 2 Then, one day, he walked in on her when she was bathing... she was standing with her back turned in the tub, water glistening over her tan form... he could feel his groin tightening under his tunic.  It had been a very long time since he'd been with a woman, and he knew that he was already having feelings for her anyway.  Those emotions that roiled through him made his arousal that much worse as she turned and her eyes widened; her entire body was on display before him.  Rounded breasts and hips, dark brown nipples and a patch of black hair on her mound... long slender legs and her bright startled eyes. Realizing that he was just standing there, staring, he let out a low moan and turned, practically running as he retreated. A few moments later he was in his room, standing next to the bed and sweating... his head was filled with the vision of her naked beauty and also his shame at walking in on her.  Not only walking in on her but standing there and staring like he had! It was