He was a royal messenger. She was the soon-to-be-queen. They had known each other for many years, professionally of course. He was always mesmerized by her intelligence and cunning. She was strong and had trained for years in combat so, even through her garmets, one could make out her toned muscles throughout her body.
One fateful day, he was summoned by the king and, in his haste to answer the king's call, he rushed into the library believing that to be where the king was. Instead, he was met with a breathtaking sight. The queen was reclined in a sturdy wooden chair with her dress up to her waist. Her right hand was rhymically rubbing between her thighs and her left hand was lost up the dress, but he could make out the hand ever-so-slighty moving over her breasts. Her moans filled the room with an arousing melody. He couldn't breathe. His heart raced. For several minutes, he watched as the queen satisfied herself. She began to quicken her movements and her moanings grew louder. Faster, harder, louder. Until her body arched and she released an erotic guttural scream that sent electric tingles down his body.
At last, his own body began to twitch. He looked down and saw his erection through his pants. As he looked back up again, his eyes met hers. Fear arrested him as she slowly arose from her chair. She motioned for him to approach her. He obeyed knowing that this surely was a death sentence. He stopped several feet away from her and began to lower onto his knees. She stopped him with a tsk and motioned for him to move closer to her. Again, he stopped too far away and again, she ordered him closer. When he was immediately in front of her, he fell to his knees and started to beg forgiveness.
She had seen his erected penis through his clothes as he approached her and she smirked. She took his right hand and slid it up her dress and between her thighs. He felt her wetness and gulped. She guided his fingers to her clit and showed him how to move back-and-forth with his fingers. His heart thumped harder and harder as she let out a few faint moans. Back and forth, back and forth. With every pass over her clit, she became more aroused and more wet until his entire hand was covered with her cum.