Trouble Sleeping

You wake up cold and tired to the sound of Petra mumbling. You sit still, partly trying to return to sleep, partly trying to hear what Petra is saying.

You listen carefully, motionless, your eyes closed. Much of what she says is incoherent and spoken between soft gasps.

"Why does he have to be so cool?" Petra gasps before pausing. "...and strong." Her voice picks up slightly, in volume and in pitch. "So~ strong." She gasps.

You hear faint, yet heavy breathing for a moment before a shuffling quickly followed by silence.

You grip your now hard cock for a moment as you think about the situation.

There is no doubt in your mind that Petra, an attractive woman, was just masturbating to you, in your bed, with you in the room.

You let go of your dick and turn to face your bed, Petra appears to be sleeping, her back to you.

Your sleep ends again to the sound of Petra's voice."Hey come on." She pokes you. "You don't sleep this late all the time, right?"

You grumble as you turn your head to look at her. "No." You say. "Just some trouble sleeping."

"Sorry about that." Petra stops poking you and stands up. "That bed is actually pretty comfortable, way better than it looks."

You grumble a response.

"How do you shower around here?" She sits down on your bed.

You shift uncomfortably to hide your morning wood before standing. "Follow me."

You take her to a cabin outside. The area used to be used for cleaning the ores taken from the mine, now, after repurposing it, it is your shower.

"Your shower is bigger than your house." Petra states, obviously amused.

You ignore her and explain how your bizarre shower works. "Have fun." You begin to walk away. "I'm going to use the bed so I can actually get a little bit of decent sleep."

"Alright, thanks." Petra closes the door to the shower.

You enter your shelter and lay in your bed.

As you tried to nap, your thoughts drifted to the image of Petra in the shower. The hot water running over her short blonde hair and down her feminine figure; her scar-touched muscles glistening along with her beautiful curves.

Your arousal reminds you of the the root of your poor night's sleep. You feel around your bed for a moment before finding an almost completely dried up splotch of Petra's juices.

Your cock perks up more and now forms a tent out of your pelt blanket.

You turn to your side and continue to try and sleep, frustrated that you can not please yourself without the risk of Petra returning.