The sun shone down through the tree, leaving behind little shadows wherever she looked. Her senses were highly focused as she listened for every snap and crack of a branch. She was pretty sure she was lost, and of course, she didn't bring anything with her. Everything was in the cabin she rented for the weekend. Her job had been so stressful lately that she just needed to get away from people and enjoy nature.

“Now look at me,” she says aloud, and “I'm lost.” She shakes her head and keeps walking, not really knowing where she's going.

The trees stood tall and in rows that almost made perfect lines in the forest. The sound of birds filled the air as she continued to blindly walk and scare them up. She spins in a circle, looking around, hoping she notices something familiar. She leans up against a tree and takes a breath as she hears rustling coming from behind her. She whips around and sees a beautiful tan doe standing as still as a tree. They look at one another and almost feel in sync with her, big doe eyes, large ears, listening for danger.

She can't believe what she is seeing as the deer magically walks in between the shadows of the trees. She spins around again, taking in her surroundings. Nothing looks familiar. She leans against a tree and ponders which way she should go.

“I'll go left,” she says out loud, wishing someone would answer her back. She moves away from the tree and begins to walk towards a lightly lit spot. Her light brown hair shines in the dimming light of the forest. She's not really paying attention when she stumbles over a rock. Her whole ankle twisted, causing unbearable pain in her ankle and foot. She let out a cry, feeling so defeated and vulnerable and a little lonely.

“How did she manage to get herself into this mess?” she thought. She slams herself on the ground with tears in her eyes, and little cries muffle out. She sat there for a while, sniffling and watching the shadows get darker as she heard twigs breaking. She knows something is approaching but is unsure what it is. She tries to pull herself up, but the pain is unbearable, and she cries out.

“Hold on, Ma'am, I'm coming to help you.” A deep voice fills the woods. He walks out from behind the trees, and her breath is taken from her. He is incredibly handsome with dark hair and tan features. His body looks tight under his clothes. As he walks closer, she can see the beautiful hazel of his eyes.

“Hi, I'm the caretaker out here. I didn't realize the Andersons rented out the cabin. Here, let me help you back to the cabin. You seem lost,” he says as he puts his arm around her to help her up, but when she puts weight on her foot, she cries out again.

“Okay, I promise this won't hurt, but may I carry you, Ma'am?” he politely asks. She nods her head and holds back a sniffle. He picks her up in his arms, and she feels his hard chest against her and lets out a low sigh. She almost feels safe being in his arms and smelling his cologne.

He slowly walks between the trees, liking the feel of this little woman in his arms. She is really quite pretty as he takes a look down at her lovely face, very kissable lips, even with tear-stained cheeks. He shook his head to get rid of the thoughts.

“We are almost there; you didn't get yourself too lost, but you must be careful, Ma'am,” he says in his deep voice; she thinks she detects something in it, but she can't put her finger on it.

The cabin comes into view, and she lets out a sigh of relief. He goes to put her down, and she says, “Can you put me on the bed and help me with my ankle? I hope it's not too bad.”

She pulls the keys from her front pocket and unlocks the door, still in his arms. She shoves the door open, and he places her on the bed as he goes to turn on the lights. Thankfully, the Andersons switched to electricity many years ago. He notices her bending over to try to untie her shoe.

“No, I can do that, Ma'am.” he walks back over to her and gets on his knees and starts to untie her hiking boot.

Her breath hiccups in her throat as her mind starts to wander, and he looks up at her. He has a lusty look in his eyes that she knew she mirrored. He looks back down and slowly takes off the shoe on her hurt ankle. She winces a little.

“How's that feel, Ma'am?” He asks with her foot still in his hand, he then raises the bottom of her leggings and starts to pull off her very sweaty sock. He looked up into her eyes one more time and judged the look in her eyes. They're slightly dilated and glazed, and filled with desire. He thinks he had permission and decided to go for it. He moves his mouth to the bottom of her foot and gently kisses it from heel to toe, making sure to sniff along the way.

She is taken by surprise but likes it. She leaves her foot in his hands and lets him go on. He makes small circles on the bottom of her foot, almost making her laugh. He smiles as he works his way to her toes. Taking each one into his mouth, suckling on them. She moans ever so slightly at the sensation. He continues to make small circles all the way down to her heel. He stops and looks up at her again. Lust fills her eyes, and he knows it's okay. He leans his head down and takes her big toe into his mouth, and starts to suck on it, flicking his tongue all over her toe, while inhaling her sweet, sweaty scent.

She looks down at him, watching him pleasure her toes. She reaches down to untie the other boot.

“No, Ma'am. I got that,” he says in a low voice. He takes one last lick up her foot and moves to her other boot. He slowly unties it and pulls it off, leaving her socked foot in his hand. “You have very beautiful feet, socked or barefoot,” he says as he slowly pulls her sock off.

“How's your ankle feeling now, Ma'am?” he asked in a gruff voice. She lets out a sigh,

“Much better, thank you,” she says in a lust-filled voice.

He gets up and grabs some wood to add to the almost dying fire. She watches him intently as his muscles move under his shirt. She can't help but wonder what they look like without the shirt. He comes back and gets on his knees again, taking her feet into his hands. He starts to rub his thumbs into her soles, massaging the stress away. She gives a little moan and leans back on the bed.

“Does it feel good, Ma'am? Should I keep going?” he asks.

“Yes, please,” she says in a quiet voice. He continues to rub her feet and leans down and starts to kiss each toe, then he takes each one into his mouth, sucking on them gently.

He raises and looks down at her, trying to judge just how far she will go. He starts to unbutton his shirt and drops it to the ground, making sure to keep his eyes locked with hers. She smiles, which lights up her eyes. She raises a little and tugs her shirt off, leaving her in a lacy bra. She leans back again and watches him, wondering what he's going to do next. He walks back over to her and leans over her to kiss those soft-looking lips. She parts her lips and lets his tongue in, exploring in her mouth. She moans a little at the kiss. He reaches down and grabs one of her perfect breasts, giving it a gentle squeeze. He likes the feel of her breast in the lace.

He leans back from the kiss and grabs the other breast, squeezing them both in his hands. She moans as he leans his head down to her neck and starts to kiss her sensitive neck. He moves to her earlobes and slightly starts to nibble, making her moan just a little louder. He moves back and slowly starts to take his pants off as he watches her do the same. He can't help but giggle as she wiggles out of her leggings. She just smiles and keeps on taking them off.

He stands there with his hard cock in hand, slowly stroking it as he watches her finish undressing. She gets up off the bed and walks over to him, taking his dick into her hand. She loves the silky feel of it and starts to pump it, feeling the heat and heartbeat coming from his dick. She kneels and takes him into her mouth. Just the tip first to tease him, but he has other ideas in mind and grabs her hair and puts his cock deep into her throat, making her gag and pull back. She takes a deep breath and takes him back into her mouth again. He starts thrusting his hips in her mouth and can't help but moan as she takes his dick into her mouth.

He grabs her hair and pulls her up and backs her up to the bed. She moans out loud at the contact and moves with the back of her legs against the bed. He pushes her down, and she falls on her ass on the bed. He reaches behind her and undoes her bra and moves to gently suckle her cute little pink nipples. She moans, begging for more. He continues to kiss her chest and starts down her stomach, making sure to get every inch he can.

He leans back, gets down on his knees, and pulls her to the edge of the bed. He takes his hand and reaches up to push her fully back against the bed. He pulls apart her legs and sees the pinkest little pussy ever. He reaches out and touches her lips with a finger on each side. He pulls apart her lips to see her very special button. He ever so lightly touches it, and she moans and wiggles against his hand a little. He makes a little circle around it but does not touch it. He can tell she is close to begging him for him.

He lays his finger on her clit and sticks one in her tight pussy. He starts to stroke her clit harder as he thrusts his finger in and out of her. He feels her body let go and climax around his finger. He loved feeling how wet she was. He removes his hands and moves his face between her thighs. He starts to kiss and lick her clit, tasting her wonderful juices. He stays there for a while until she starts squirming all over again. He then sticks his tongue right into her core.

She shudders as she cums again. He stands up and grabs her legs to his hips and sticks just the tip in, moving his hips in little circles. After a couple of seconds of this, he thrust into her. She gasps and starts to moan as he thrusts harder and harder. Her body is already sensitive, and another orgasm rips through her.

“Oh God,” he says as his thrusting becomes need-filled, deeper, and harder. He moans out loud in a gruff voice and cums deep inside of her. He leans over her while still being in her and trying to catch his breath. She does the same as well. As soon as both are calm and dressed, the caretaker looks at her and asks how her ankle is doing.

“It's okay, hurts a little, but not bad,” she replies.

“Well, I am right down the pathway if you should need anything.” He says.

She looks at him with a big smile and says, “Oh! I will!”