As she drifted in and out of comatose sleep, she thought that she was dreaming, she could hear waves crashing. She strained to open her eyes but in the moon less night all she could make out was the stars melding into the dark horizon. She lifted her head up it felt like a large over ripe melon. She had no idea how long she was out, her skin burned from the salt water it felt tight like it was going to rip open.
Now as she looked around with her head elevated she could hear the waves much clearer a beach she thought, but she spun her head to each side but the darkness was unyielding all she could make out was the water and the stars. She strained to peer through the dark but she could not see, then as she turned her head slowly she noticed a void in the horizon without stars she reach around inside of the raft trying to find something to paddle with she felt along the sides her hand touched a paddle she pulled it from the Velcro straps leaned over the edge of the raft and paddled towards the black void in the stars, after a half hour of paddling.
She could start to make out the tops of waves crashing on a beach. The sight of the waves spurred her on with a strength of survival that she didn't think she had left in her. As the raft crested the first wave she pulled hard on the paddle the downward motion of the wave breaking shot the raft forward toward the shore. She could feel something rip through her leg as she heard the air escaping the raft, coral she thought feeling the rush of sharp pain through her leg. She had a quick feeling of hopelessness as she plunged the paddle into the water once more and pushed with everything she had left as the half deflated raft started to fill with water she felt the sand of the beach under her legs. She crawled from the raft as far as her aching limbs would take her and collapsed.
As she drifted back from sleep the light blinded her for a moment till she realized it was the sun and turned her head slowly she opened her eyes. She gain her perspective back quickly as she sat up looking along the beach for yes there it was the raft she tried to get to her feet but she fell back down and had to try again she stood up not knowing if her legs would support her and hobbled towards the raft.
She prayed as she got closer to it she could see his head and shoulder lying against the now nearly deflated raft floating in the shallow water, she sat in the water and slid his head into her lap she thought he was dead as the tears rolled down her cheek she could feel him breathing very slowly, she thanked her god as she pulled him from the water, raft and all sliding along the sand. She dragged him from the beach up into the grassy edge of the brush fearing hypothermia she removed his wet clothes quickly she pulled her sun dried dress off and laid it over his naked body she tucked the sides of the dress down beside him and pulled the sides of the raft over his lower body.
She felt the cool breeze on her naked breast she crouched down instinctively as she put on his wet shirt fearing someone might see her. Sitting back in the grass she tried to gather her wits. Some how she new they were alone looking up the beach she could see that this was not a very long strip of land. She got to her feet glanced down at him and started to walk down the shoreline. After about a half hour of walking she could tell that this was definitely an island of some sort, no signs of anyone else no foot prints or trash. She turn and started back.
She checked on Steve he seemed to be doing better now the sun was up high in the sky the temperature was in the 70s or 80s. She walked inland now to explore the bush she found a small creek of fresh water after taking a drink she looked around for something to bring some water back with her she spotted some very large leaves, after folding three or four different ways she found a suitable way to form a pocket to carry some water. She spooned some of the fresh water to Steve's lips with her cupped hand he seemed to swallow some of the water which pleased her.
The sun was starting to set as she gathered Steve's clothes from the bushes she had draped them on to dry. She pulled the dress off of him as she started to dress him back in his clothes she found her self starring at his uncircumcised, she shook her head slightly to shake the thought from her head, trained her eyes on his face and continued to put his clothes on as she pulled his pants up she had to lift him from the ground as she pulled them over his hips she had to tuck him into his pants to zip him up, as she gently tucked him down into his pants she liked the feel of him, quick shake of the head she moved to his T-shirt pulling it over his head and as she pulled it down his chest she took the liberty of running her hand down his hairy chest slowly.
She took his dress shirt off and as she slipped it on to his arm and around his back she had to sit him up she leaned his face into her chest she realized maybe she should have put her dress back on first smiling as she thought of what her husband might think of another mans face between her tits, she cold feel him holding him self up to assist her slightly embarrassed she paused before she eased him back down wishing she had taken the time to slip her dress back on. As he laid back down her hand still behind his head he opened his eyes and looked into her face and down to her tits his eyes closed. She rose up picked up her dress and slipped it over her head.