A noise of surprise caught my attention, and I opened my eyes to see Hera standing in my doorway.

Fuck!

Unable to tuck my swollen cock back into my jeans, I pulled a pillow into my lap and gazed up at her. “Are you here to lend a hand, princess?”

Her face turned tomato red and she stammered out an apology before scurrying off down the hall.

After a few deep breaths to get myself under control, I tucked a very unhappy camper back into my pants and went in search of her. Hera was in the living room, standing in front of the window, her shoulders tense.

When she...