Sancti Viri

He walked over to the bed and noticed she wasn’t there.  A jolt of panic shot through him. Where was she? Surely that young whelp that was standing guard at the door didn’t let her escape, again. He was relieved when he heard a soft humming noise coming from the direction of his bathing chamber.

He saw her silhouette cast upon the sheets he used as a makeshift partition for his personal bathing quarters. He watched her step out of the bath. He couldn't seem to stop looking at her, and slender womanly curves. He tried not to get aroused by the sight of her. It was already too late.

He felt like a schoolboy with a crush. He stood quietly and his eyes indulged in the beauty of her. He could see the outline of her perfect breasts, down to her narrow waist and spammed to her wonderful hips and slender legs. He found himself thinking of putting eac