He wakes up

... when his eyes opened. He looked up at Vanessa, his eyes filled with fear and confusion. His eyes flickered to her ample bosom, then to her face. "What... what happened?" he asked weakly.

Vanessa tried to keep her voice steady, but her heart was racing. "You fell," she said, her voice shaking. She hated herself for lying but what else she could say? The truth? That she assaulted him because of her paranoia? She couldn't do that.

He looked at her for a moment, then winced in pain. "My head..." he moaned.

"I know," Vanessa said, trying to keep her voice steady. In her genuine care, Vanessa completely forgot about her nudity. The man, however, finally noticed the gorgeous woman over him, her body exposed to the elements. Probably, it has been decades since he has seen something so perfect, if ever. And his admiration was clearly visible on his face.

Vanessa blushed, realizing her mistake. She quickly covered herself with her hands, feeling embarrassed and ashamed. "I'm sorry," she mumbled, her cheeks burning. "I was... I..." She tried hard to come with an explanation, but her mind was blank.

"It's okay," the man said, his voice still weak with a hint of embarrassment. "I'm just glad you found me. It is your tent, right?"

"Yes," Vanessa said, nodding, hands pressing hard against her nipples. "It's my tent. I was just... I was just checking around and... my clothes... they are all wet. I fell in the lake and didn't want to walk around soaked" She knew immediately that her lie is beyond stupid, but she couldn't think of anything better.

"I see," the man said, his eyes never leaving her barely-covered chest. "Well, you can leave me here and get dressed. I'll be fine. I just need some time to recover."

"No, I can't leave you here," Vanessa said, shaking her head. "You need help. Let me..." she was going to propose to help him stand up but that would require taking her palms away from her chest and she froze in place for a moment before forcing herself to continue. She owed the man this. "help you get up."

She stretched her arm out, making her right boob free for view once again, and offered her hand to the man. "Please, take my hand," she said, her voice shaky.

The man hesitated for a moment, then slowly took her hand. His grip was gentle, but Vanessa could feel the strength in his fingers and there was something... arousing in his strong hand. She helped him sit up, then slowly, carefully, she tried to help him stand but a disaster struck - Vanessa slipped on the grass and fell with the man landing on top of her! His chest pushed into hers, his crotch pressed against her bruised naked thighs and his face was so close to hers that she could feel his breath on her lips.