King Robert Baratheon was having a great time at Winterfell. Away from King's Landing, he was finally able to let go and brazenly ignore his so-called kingly duties. Another reason for his great mood was Cersei and the Kingslayer were nowhere to be seen. He was free from Cersei's judgemental glares and nagging. He'd spent the night drinking, eating and playing with serving maids to his heart's content. By this time most of the Great Hall was empty, save for a few lower knights, servants, Robert, Ned, and Catelyn. Everyone else had likely gone to sleep. Ned had wanted to leave sometime earlier, but Robert managed to convince him to share a drink. Unfortunately, Ned passed out after a few drinks.
"I apologize Your Grace, but I think it's time I take my husband to his chambers," Catelyn said as she walked over to the drinking pair.
Robert immediately offered his help, "I can help you carry him there. It is my fault he's like this."
"It's alright Your Grace, I can manage," Catelyn quickly replied, not wanting to burden the King with a mundane task.
"Nonsense, it's no problem at all. Besides I don't exactly remember where my chambers are," he said sheepishly.
"Alright then," Catelyn said smiling, "I can show you after we drop Ned off."
In full agreement, Robert nodded his head and motioned for her to lead the way. He stood up and lifted Ned from his seat. Supporting his friend's weight on one side with his shoulder, Robert began following Catelyn.
As Robert followed, his eyes burned into Catelyn's massive, bouncing ass. He felt his mouth dry and cock stir as he watched her ass jiggle with every step. He thought back to his true reason for asking Ned to drink with him and his offer to help carry him back.
It had been too long since Robert had fucked a proper highborn lady. Being King was extremely boring but it had its occasional perks. As King he would visit various lords and ladies at their castles where he would sleep with the ladies after their husbands were gone. His last one was over six moons ago when he fucked Alerie Tyrell. He smirked as he remembered waiting for her buffoon of a husband to fall asleep before he dominated her in their chambers. He could still hear her begging for his seed.
Now all Robert could think about was fucking the proud Catelyn Stark. He knew he should feel ashamed he was lusting after his best friend's wife, but he couldn't help himself. He had expected her to resemble her fat sister, Lysa Aryn, who he had fucked a few years back. However, as he entered Winterfell's courtyard earlier that day, he was surprised to find a voluptuous woman instead. After their friendly hug during his arrival, all Robert could think about was the feel of her magnificent body. His remembered how his cock stiffened when he felt her massive tits press against his chest. Following that initial encounter, he knew he had to fuck her.
Too soon they reached their destination and Robert was broken from his thoughts. His cock was already half hard and he did his best to hide the fact before Catelyn noticed. Luckily for him, she opened the door without turning back. Robert quickly walked in and gently placed Ned on the bed.
"Let me just remove Ned's boots and then I can lead you to your chambers, Your Grace," Catelyn said as she kneeled by Ned's feet.
"Take your time. Also, you can call me Robert," Robert said nonchalantly as he walked around the room. Finding nothing interesting, and his cock now carefully hidden, he turned towards the bed to look at his conquest for the night.
Catelyn was still kneeling at the base of the bed which gave Robert an unobstructed view of her bountiful tits. Robert felt his blood rush south at the mouth-watering sight. He did not know how he hadn't noticed before, but Robert was surprised by how low her neckline plunged. He licked his lips as he spied hints of her pink areolas peeking from above her neckline and as her nipples poked out from her dress due to the chilly air in the room.
"I can take you to your chambers now Your Gra—I mean Robert," Catelyn said with a smile as she finished, completely unaware of Robert's lustful thoughts. Robert motioned for her to lead the way again as they exited Ned's chambers. His cock was at full mast with the perverted images swirling through his mind as they walked to his chambers. This time Robert did not once remove his gaze from Catelyn's bouncing ass.
"Here we are Robert. If that is all, I'll head back," Catelyn said as they reached his chambers. Just as Catelyn turned to leave, Robert quickly reached out to stop her.
"There's something I'd like to discuss with you in my room Catelyn," Robert said trying to keep his tone neutral.
Clearly surprised Catelyn hesitated for a moment before answering, "Of course."
Robert opened the door and entered as Catelyn followed behind. The room was mostly plain. There was a large bed in the middle with his belongings put to the side. Luckily, there was no sign of Cersei and he hoped she and anyone else looking for him would stay away for the rest of the night. Finished with his perusal of his room, Robert took a seat on the edge of his bed, facing towards Catelyn.
"The feast was wonderful. The food, drinks and singing were all great," Robert said appreciatively.
"Thank you, Robe—" Catelyn began before she was interrupted.
"But there's something else I want." Robert said as he stared at Catelyn.
