At dawn I just felt that someone had come into the room and lay down beside me. The sun was already high enough when I woke up and only then did I notice that I was sleeping with a man. He was a nice guy (around fifty as I found out), but he didn't look at all. He was all naked, lying on a sign that he could see everything. I was naked too, I flushed a little and preferred to lie down again sleeping. As the bed rocked, he awoke a little, turned on his side and snuggled to me. Despite the blanket, I could feel his masculinity and feel strange and wild. After a moment he pushed the blanket away and pressed himself from my back to my naked body. He was a little cool, but I felt him naked with everything and it made me feel better.