C41 Lustful desires

Martina sat in Vincenzo’s room, on his bed. They were chatting and laughing when the door opened, and Roberto walked in. He was wearing a black shirt, light grey joggers, and closed-toe bedroom slippers.

“Mr. Roberto.” Vincenzo called, composing himself.

“It’s late. You should be resting.” His hands were buried in his pockets as he talked. Martina kept her eyes away from him