A Talk With The Empress 1

"Oh, and who might you be talking about?" A melodious voice sounded out behind him. Rune turned his head robotically to see Lana standing right behind him with a mischievous grin on her face. She was holding a small towel to her chest that was doing a poor job of hiding anything of importance.

'I really should learn to keep my mouth shut.'

Rune inwardly cursed his poor luck. Just as he had begun to shake off his lustful thoughts and calm himself down, the temptress he had spoken of just a few moments earlier appeared with incredible timing. It was like she had been summoned by his words.

"I hope you don't mind if I join you," Lana said, slowly entering the baths and taking her spot beside Rune. He took a moment to admire her stunning figure, and she did the same. Her large breasts and hourglass figure were like poison to him at this moment, and her neat silver bush gave a sense of maturity that tempted him further still.