No. Let's get down to business.

I shook my head. "No, that would be wrong of us. Let's get down to business."

"Then perhaps we should conduct the business in my bedroom. We'll still have to walk past their little tryst on the way."

Emma was right. As we walked to her bedroom, the sounds of sex from the bathroom were louder than ever. I felt my cock harden at the sound, but they weren't my concern; Emma was.

We entered her bedroom and she closed the door. "Now, you're going to be my bodyguard, right?"

I nodded. "My name's Peter," I said, extending my hand.

She shook it. "I have a rather unusual request while you're with me. I hope it doesn't make you uncomfortable."