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Chapter 5 by chriscole chriscole

What should he do?

Leave her to her meditation?

Christopher was a little concerned with how T'Pol looked, but he decided to leave her to her meditation; Vulcans were very good at that sort of thing, and if she could somehow conquer this fever enough to find a solution, so be it. He closed his eyes to rest some more.

He was awoken a short time later by some heavy breathing. He thought maybe he had been dreaming, but when his head cleared and he turned to look at T'Pol, she was no where in sight. He could hear the heavy breathing coming from outside. He stood, a little shakily, and made his way to the tent opening. His hardon was poking out the waistband of his briefs, but there was nothing he could do about that.

When he looked outside, he could see T'Pol waist deep in the cool waters. Her top was off and her firm breasts were gleaming with sweat and/or water. One hand slid up and down her body, cupping her breast and pinching a nipple before sliding back to her stomach. Her other hand was under the water level and it was obvious she was touching herself between the legs. Her eyes were closed and a serene look was on her face.

Christopher made a slight noise as he held onto the tent pole and T'Pol immediately stopped what she was doing and looked at him.

"I am cooling my body temperature," she said, glaring at him. "In the water," she added.

"I can see that," Christopher said. He was getting more and more bold as his horniness got the better of him.

T'Pol stood there with her amazing breasts on display. It looked like she was trying to think of something else to say. He spoke before she could try to usher him away.

"Look, T'Pol," he said. " I understand what you are going through, believe me. But you don't need to try and be the strong Vulcan. You won't be any good to us if you can't concentrate. Please, keep touching yourself."

She looked as if she was going to argue, but then she slid a hand back under the surface and Christopher could just make out the water moving there in little waves and splashes as she began to touch herself again.

What should he do?

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