Cesar & Myryssa Retreats to her Private Quarters

"Well, it looks like things are quieting down now." Cesar looked to Myryssa. "If they're not preparing to return to their ships, then they're being brought back...eventually. I believe we can head to your private quarters now."

"I agree, m'lord." Myryssa nodded with a smile, and she led the way up the flight of stairs, up to her private quarters in the third floor, which was as far up as any of the guests can go. The courtesan's room was quite big for someone of her profession. There was a four-poster bed in the main part of the room, which was draped in a see-through, thin layer of silk. A large set of drawers was on one side, a wardrobe closet next to it. Next to the windows was a large, round table, with a couple of chairs. Flanking it was a comfortable-looking couch.

Cesar took a seat on the couch, and then Myryssa moved to sit down on his lap, in a sideways position. The battlemage could see the bottom end of her knee-high boots, which had a few extra straps at the front. That made the courtesan smile, as she hiked the skirt up to let him see all of it, and then hint at her special black nylon stockings, which was somewhat transparent, and had lace at the top--something he couldn't see yet.

"Do you like what you see, m'lord?" Myryssa looked up at him, smiling. "I bought these yesterday, on my day off."

"Yes, I like what I see." Cesar looked back to her, smiling.

"I have more to show you," Myryssa looked to him, "if you want to see."

"Of course, Myryssa." Cesar responded with a soft smile.

So Myryssa stood up, moved to a spot in front of him, and started to slowly remove the courtesan dress. With the mix of velvet and silk pooling at her feet, she let him get a good look at her innerwear. He now saw the tops of her stockings, which was attached to a leather garter belt, and she wore her undies over it. Her black corset with white lace ruffles complemented the bottom pieces, giving him a good look at her 36c breasts.

"I like it, Myryssa." Cesar smiled up to her.

"Thank you, m'lord." Myryssa smiled, and stepped out of the pool of her undone dress. Then she placed it on the table, and went back to the couch, straddling him as she went to sit on his lap again. Then she tilted his head back, and planted a light kiss to his lips.