Chapter 15

"Hey, where's Peter?"

Amara greeted Matteo as she walked out of the bedroom in nothing but a very expensive-looking lingerie slip-on.

"You should cover yourself, ehmm...it's cold. You could catch a cold." Matteo said turning back to the kitchen and busied himself back to making coffee.

"Eh yeah, sorry I forgot that I have you as my chaperone."

He could hear her light steps as she was getting back to her room. He couldn't understand why her half-nakedness affected him so much. While he was usually surrounded by voluptuous strippers wearing less and leaving nothing for the imagination.

Amara was back with her leggings and oversize t-shirt and still, his dick stretched his slacks as her silhouette was shown from the morning light coming through the windows.

He cursed on the inside telling himself to get laid as soon as he could leave his post.

"Coffee?"

"Peter?" she was annoyed that he didn't even answer her first question,