William untethered the horses, the young man's hands shaking as he considered the prospect of spending the night in close proximity to the utterly gorgeous Enchantress. He doubted he would get much sleep that night, but it would surely be worth it - and what if she, too, had trouble sleeping? The Enchantress was surely accustomed to some measure of comfort, it might take some time for her to get used to the rough conditions of sleeping out in the open. Perhaps if he intentionally made her bedding uncomfortable... he felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine. Was he seriously considering this? Could he really do such a thing?
So preoccupied was William with his burgeoning plan that he at first didn't realise Allura was speaking, and only managed to catch the last few words of what she said: "...going for a quick swim." But that was enough to cause him to spin around in such haste that he nearly tangled himself in the horse's reins.
Standing by the shore of the lake, Allura was in the process of stripping out of her clothes. The busty Enchantress was wearing a short, tight dress, light blue in colour, with silver trimmings. It rode high on her delectable ass, exposing most of the fleshy globes and all of her creamy thighs. It clung tightly to the massive swell of her bosom, straining against her huge tits almost to the point of bursting. William watched in a helpless daze as Allura shimmied out of the dress, rocking her lovely hips as she slid the clingy garment down her breathtaking curves. Leaving the dress in a puddle on the ground, gloriously naked, she slid into the water and began to swim away from the shore.
A soft cough by his side finally broke William out of his stunned reverie. It was the mysterious stranger in his light leather armour. "I'll take the horses to the lake, if you like," the man offered, holding out his hand.
William clutched the reins protectively, shaking his head. He felt an absurd jealousy that the stranger seemed unaffected by the Allura's considerable charms, almost as if this man knew something he did not. As if he and her were already -
"No," William said. "I'll do it."
He led the horses to the lake and let them drink the cool liquid, while his eyes drank in the sight of the ravishing Enchantress frolicking in the water. As he watched she ducked her head under the water, then broke the surface again, throwing her head backwards, her dark hair swinging up and spraying water in a wide arc. William gulped. The horse's reins slipped unheeded from his fingers.
Allura saw the young man standing on the shore gawking, and began to swim towards him. She rose up in front of him, emerging from the waves like a wet dream, droplets of clear water clinging to each fantastic curve of her body. She watched as his wide eyes wandered up and down, settling finally on her huge, bulging tits.
William nearly fainted at the sight of the Enchantress, naked in front of him. Those tits he had dreamed about, so huge and so firm, and right in front of him! Somehow, though, he managed to remain on his feet.
Allura, for her part, was gratified to see the effect she had on William. It was reassuring to know that her recent failure with Sebastien was due to some strength in him, rather than some weakness in her. And as she saw the young coachman's tit-struck gaze, it occured to her that she might be able to use him against the stoic warrior. Right now Sebastien seemed able, albeit barely, to resist her advances, but if he thought that he might lose her, that she might transfer her affections to someone else - that could very well be the final push needed to make him give in to her.
Bestowing a warm smile on William, Allura sauntered off towards the clothes she had left on the ground. |