A World Forever Changed

Eric:

The interior is climate controlled as the air is filtered and it's a comfortable 72 degrees rather than the normal underground temp of the mid 50's.

Climbing out of the buggy I offer you my hand to assist you out and again, blatantly enjoy looking at all there is to see of your body.

"Welcome to The Retreat. I'll keep scavenging, but we can live here without going out again until all is once more stabalized outside if need be.
"Come along," I say taking your arm gently, but firmly to lead you from the garage into the living area.

You're given a quick, and not all inclusive, tour of The Retreat that has it's next to the last stop in my bedroom.

"For now you may sleep else where, but in time I do wish you to share my bed. We may be the last two, other than Scavs and Raiders, left and I hope you won't let the now defunct society's nonsense moral attitudes prevent you from allowing us to share each other's body and pleasure."

As you mull that over you're led to a storeroom. "Pick out something to wear, if you wish that is as nudity is fine with me and you'll see me that way often.
"I'll meet you in the bathroom, you know where that is now, when you've chosen if and if so what to wear. Don't get dressed if you pick out something until I've had a chance to clean you and treat your injuries more throughly."

Leaving you to your decision and choice and I go to the bathroom in the Master suite and lay out more comprehensive first aid supplies, antibiotics, etc as I wait.
 
Nissa

Nissa was stunned as he left her. She couldn't believe what he had said, nor was she ready to accept such a concept. Just because they maybe the last two here, he expected her to share his bed? In the back of her mind, she thought of all the references made over the years..

Not even if you and I were the last two living...

It was a bit ironic now.

She caught sight of herself in the mirror and was appalled at her appearance. Her normally lusturous auburn hair was caked with grime, her flesh was smeared with dirt and blood.

God, I look awful.
She thought to herself. She couldn't remember the last time she looked so unkempt.

She looked over them items to wear. Finally choosing a pair of short shorts, everything seemed to be almost a mite too small for her and a teeshirt. She hadn't noticed any panties or bras. oh well, I'll clean my owm and use them again. Carrying her clothing, she followed the path to the bathroom catiously.
 
Eric:

"Ahh, good. Now into the tub and let me wash the crap off your back and out of your hair as you do the front.
"Be damned careful of where I've patched those two big cuts. I'll take care of 'em once you're squeaky clean again."

I don't wait. Your arm is taken and into the hot water you go. You're turned so your back is to me, I take my shirt off you and seat your, once again, naked ass in the water and begin to use a loofah and disinfectent soap to wash your back and shoulders to clean out the scrapes and abrasions.
 
Nissa

The water burned as he began to wash her body, but it did feel good to finally be cleaned. She took a cloth and began to do the same to her front as he had instructed. As the dirt was washed away, her alabaster flesh was revealed. She felt more herself rather than the dirty little rat she had felt like in the mirror. She smoothed the cloth along her breasts gently..taking care not to get the patched wounds wet. She was embarrassed as she stood so he could finish washing her backside and she her front. She even had to bend over in front of him in order to reach the length of her legs. Her entire being flushed with shame. Speaking softly as she finished, up the front of her body, she was still hesitant to meet his gaze. "Would you wash my hair, please, Eric?"
 
Eric:

"Certainly, now that your body is clean. No use washing your hair to have it lay on all of that dirt and grime and have to rewash it now is there," I ask quietly.

Undressing I get into the tub behind you after I've opened the drain to let out the dirty water.

The shower is turned on to that it rinses away the suds and any soap remaining on you. When you've wet your hair I press the button in the wall to get a dollop of shampoo in my palm.

The shampoo is rubbed into your hair gently from the crown of your head to the tips of your hair then rinsed and reshampooed to make it sparkling clean before I press another button and apply creme rinse next. A brush is taked from wall shelves and worked through your hair to be sure all of the snarls and rat's nest of tangles is gone.

"Now why don't you wash my back for me while the creme rinse does it's work."

Without waiting for you to reply a face cloth is lathered and I begin to scrub the front of my body and my face vigorously.
 
Nissa

Nissa freezes as he steps into the tub. She wanted to protest, to tell him that it was okay, she could manage, but she wasn't sure what to do. Maybe he was just very open about things. It didn't mean nothing. She managed to convince herself of the idea.

Still she was unable to relax beneath his presence.

His hands began to wash her hard, ridding them of all the grime and grit that had embedded in the long tresses. Her lips parted as she sighed softly, his fingers doing their work. She was almost upset that he stopped when it was time to rinse. A ghost of a smiles caressed her mouth as her brushed and applied the rinse.

"Now why don't you wash my back for me while the creme rinse does it's work."

Again, he stuns her with his words. She knows nothing of this man and he nothing of her, but he is so casual, expecting her touch. What stirs her even more is that he doesn't ask her to do these things, but merely states it as fact.

Well...it's the least I can do....
Nissa's thoughts wander as she gathers a fresh, lathering it with soap as she had seen him do. She rubs the suds over his back, catching her breath at the smooth silk of his flesh, the slight ripple of muscle. Blinking rapidly, she clears her mind of the thoughts and quickly scrubs to his lower back, taking care not to have wandering eyes. Hurriedly, she finishes, whispering softly, "I am done, Eric."
 
Eric:

When you've finished my back I'm shaving and ask, "Mind doing my legs and feet as I finish shaving Nissa?
"Tell me when and I'll turn around for you."

Glancing over my shoulder and down at you as the razor strokes down a cheek waiting for your reply and taking in your now squeaky clean, wet and naked body with a very appreciative smile as I do.

"Ouch. Damn.", I say and grin ruefully as I realize I've nicked myself as I smiled at all I was enjoying looking at. A shake of my head at my oops and I turn back to rinse off the nick and wait for you to stop giggling and answer me and chuckle along with you.
 
Nissa

Nissa's laughter stops as he turns back around, hoping that she didn't offend him or make him upset. He had been blantantly staring at her body, served him right to nick himself.

He looked as though he expected her to say something. For the life of her, she couldn't remember as she began to become mesmerized by his intense gaze. Slowly, she ripped her eyes away, struggling to maintain her composure. Closing her eyes, she whispered as the thoughts finally came to her mind again.

"Would it be okay if I passed this time?"
She asked quietly, knowing this would give her some time before she knew she would be called upon to do it again.
 
Eric:

"If that's what you wish. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do Nissa," I say as I look at you, all of you and scrub myself, cock and all, with the loofa while I continue to speak.

"When was the last time you had a good meal to eat Nissa? Not lunch or snacks, but a good, healthy full meal?"

Finished washing the loofa's rinsed and hung to dry as I tip back my head so the water can flush the suds from my face downward.
My hands rub to en sure there's no soap residue left behind and that includes my hard cock and balls and under the bit of foreskin too. Obviously I don't mind that you're there and very likely watching me.
 
Nissa

Nissa couldn't tear her eyes away from him. She was so engrossed in his casual behaviour. He possessed not an inklin of shame. She watched every rivulet of water trail along his flesh. She couldn't help but notice his manhood as he cleansed it. She knew she was staring blatantly but she couldn't draw away. Finally, she heard his voice pulling her back to reality.

"Ex..ex..excuse me?" she stammered, her eyes jerking upwards to look directly at him, "I didn't hear you." She hated to admit that she was absorbed in him, even though she knew her noticed it.

"When was the last time you had a good meal to eat Nissa? Not lunch or snacks, but a good, healthy full meal?"

Shaking her head, Nissa couldn't remember. The thought of food made her realize how hungry she actually was.

"I don't know. I think that would be good though. I am starving."
 
Eric:

"Fine then come along," the shower's turned off, I lead you out and dry you from the waist up very carefully to avoid opening any of my temp measures at first aid. Then you're handed the towel to finish drying from the waist down and I take another to dry myself.

Once dry I stop you from dressing saying, "Nope. We eat first. You drink sports drinks to replace your electolytes and then I'll do a proper patching job. Then, if you still want to, you can dress.
"Now come along," and taking your hand I lead you to the kitchen area.

Doesn't take long to thaw the spagetti sauce and get the pasta cooking. Nor to make a salad, a bit salad with cheese and bits of ham in it.

You set the table and I enjoy watching you move around naked, of course, or just stand and talk with me.

The table's set, we eat and then, "Well I've washed you, cooked for you and fed you. Care to guess who gets to wash the dishes?" I ask with a little laugh. "I'll make after dinner drinks for us as you do."

I take two tall glasses from a cabinet and a bottle of ginger ale from the refrig. Ice into the glasses and a bottle from the freezer and in two minutes we have drinks. Ginger ale and the liquor bottle are put away and I sit at the table watching you as we make small talk.
 
Nissa

As she slid from her seat to tend to the dishes, Nissa still fretted about being naked. She just wasn't used to it. Especially with someone she didn't even know, let alone a man. She could count on two fingers the people she had been naked around. A tremble of fear and confusion tickled up her spine as she turned the water on, soaping a washing rag and began to clean the dishes they had used. His eyes watched her carefully as she worked. Her porcelain flesh had flushed a deep rose as she was aware of his gaze.

"You know, I don't like doing dishes." she whispered meekly, attempting to make conversation, wanting him to be distracted form her nakedness. She turned to place the dishes to dry, splashing water upon herself, sighing softly, not slowing in her task.

Maybe if I finish quickly, he'll take me to get clothing.
Her thoughts played within her mind as she listened to him speak.
 
Eric:

"Psssst. Guess what. Neither do I. So next meal you cook and I'll clean up. We can alternate, if you can cook that is," I say with a low, throaty chuckle still watching you and sipping my drink.

"Hey, careful. Now water on those patch jobs just yet okay. Wait til I make 'em more permanent."
 
Nissa

"Hey, careful. Now water on those patch jobs just yet okay. Wait til I make 'em more permanent."

"ohh..yes, I'm sorry."
Nissa whispered as she looked at the water droplets clinging to her flesh. Again the sight of herself naked shocked her, she felt an unwelcome jolt flood her body. Confused, she quickly finished the dishes, being careful not to get the bandages wet.

Swallowing as she turned partly to Eric, attempting to keep herself shielded from his watchful eye.

"May I get some clothes now, Eric?"
 
Eric:

Rising to my feet, "Come along with me first Nissa. Let's do those injuries properly first."

You're led to an area set up like a doctor's office. An exmaination table/bed, cabinets with first aid and medical supplies, etc.

"Up on the table Nissa. Just lay back and relax. I'll get what's needed and get those fixed up and then, if you want, you can put on some clothes and, for your peace of mind and modesty, I will to I suppose."
 
Nissa

"Thank you, Eric. I appreciate it greatly."

His words were a breath of fresh air to her. They calmed her, eased the turmoil racking her unstable mind. She had been taught that it wasn't right for a man to gaze so brazenly. If they did that was probably a sure sign they were not to be tangled with. She found herself wondering if that were true about him.

Following him into the medical room, Nissa slows down considerably, not believing how well stocked the room was. It was an exact replica of a physician's office.

"Up on the table Nissa. Just lay back and relax. I'll get what's needed and get those fixed up and then, if you want, you can put on some clothes and, for your peace of mind and modesty, I will to I suppose."

Nodding her head at his instruction, she climbs upon the table, scooting her body back, finally laying down. Blushing as she feels incredible naked in the bright lights, knowing nothin will be concealed, she covers her mound with one hand and folding her arm across her breasts. She knew it would interfere with his work, but she'd move her arm when needed.
 
Eric:

"Oh for the love of Pete Nissa," the exasperation evident in my voice, "move your hand and your arm.
"I've already seen all of you remember, and just as close as this, in shower. Your body has hardly any secrets from my eyes you know."

Reaching under the cart I'd wheeled over with medicines and instruments and grabbed a towel. When you, relutantly or other wise moved your hand from your crotch the towel is spread over the area.

"Now Nissa, an arm on the bed beside you, one on this arm rest, "I say as I swing one from the side and lock it in place, "and I can get busy fixing those gashes with more than temporary patches.
"By the way, gotta be honest, a trait of mine some consider a fault as I've often upset folks being honest to them, you really didn't have to watch the water in the kitchen. I just enjoyed watching you move is all. We showered together remember? The temp patches were well wet down there," I say smiling down at you as a restraint is buckled on the arm extended onto the arm rest.
"That's just to keep you still until I've finished then it's off and the other arm gets to be 'tied down' Nissa."
 
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