It’s Paul, the cabin boy

You head for a nearby panel attached to the bathroom wall. There is one of those in every room, with a screen to show you who is at the door. You press a button and Paul’s face appears on the screen.
“Good morning, Admiral.” Paul says to the screen outside your room upon seeing your face appear. “I have brought you fresh clothes.”
Paul is your cabin boy. A young lad from a noble family the king owed some favors to. They believed having him serve on the flagship of the fleet, however he didn’t have all that many useful skills. Instead you made up something about keeping him close to you so he’d learn through example.

“Hey Paul.” You say as you brush your wet hair back into place. “I, euh …”
You look at yourself. You’re fully naked and mostly still wet from your shower. Your dick is even erect again.
God dammit, that thing just keeps rising for more. It must be because of that aphrodisiac Doe shot into you. There’s no way you can let Paul in now. Unless …

“That’s great, Paul. Come on in.” You say after which you press a button to close the video transmission and open the door to your cabin.
Once Paul is in, you throw your towel back into the bathtub. You stand in front of the closed bathroom door and strike a sexy pose. When you are ready, you open the door and present yourself to anyone in the main room.

Paul directs his face at you and says, “Ma’am, I have …” But his mouth quickly drops open, stunned at the sight of your sexy wet body.
“Thank you for coming by, Paul. I’m having a certain issue.” You say as you gently slide your hand along the side of your erect dick. “Think you can help me out?
Paul’s face lights up and he says “Yes … of course Admiral.”
You knew he’d accept. He’s been looking at you in all the ways a horny eighteen year old does. So much so you even felt him undress you with his eyes a few times.

When Paul stands in front of you, he first admires your sexy body. Its appeal increased due to it being slick with water. Then his hands reach for your dick and he starts gently stroking it.
“Oh my.” He says. “You dick is bigger than mine.”
“Really,” you reply inquisitively. “Care if I check it out?”
Before Paul can respond, your hands are already on his crotch, unbuttoning his fly. You reach in with one hand, then take out his hard cock.
“My my.” You say. “A full inch shorter than mine.”
As you stroke him, you make sure to have his cockhead rub against yours. This makes Paul gasp. With his mouth open, he goes for your breast and starts sucking on your nipple. You close your eyes and moan.
Mmmh, you’re in a real need of a fuck, but don’t know whether you should fuck him or let him fuck you.