She had been glad to hear that the tavern had a proper, separate bathroom. It had been almost two weeks since she’d truly had a hot bath. Silva took great pride in her personal appearance even when adventuring. However, she didn’t want to let Olaf slip through her fingers either.<br/><br/>“Mmmm…” Silva sighed wistfully, as Olaf smacked her curvaceous rump, pursing her lips and looking over her shoulder back at Olaf. Clearly she enjoyed his playful touch as much as he did.<br/><br/>Looking over to where Eric prepared to leave, Silva bid him goodbye “Safe travels to you Eric – make sure you treat that wife well when you arrive home. And don’t worry, Olaf is indeed in good hands tonight, I promise you!”, she shot Eric another flash of a wink as he turned to go.<br/><br/>“Hmmmm…” she sighed again as Olaf groped her soft flesh again with a large, strong hand – enjoying the attention very much and paying no heed at all to the onlookers to their blatant display around the tavern room. Silva lifted one long, lithe leg over Olaf’s and turned to face him.<br/><br/>Straddling the barbarian’s lap now with her gorgeous body, she leaned-in close to whisper in his ear, her clevage spilling forwards, once again granting the barbarian a fine and un-restricted view… “You’re all mine now mountain man - I wanna see if you live up to your reputation…” as she spoke, one hand slipped stealthily down along side her body, down between her thighs and between the large man’s legs, cupping the barbarian’s manhood under his leather loincloth – her eyes opened a little wider as she did so.<br/><br/>Silva had touched many men, but found Olaf’s package to be particularly weighty, hanging large, full and low as it did.<em>Shit! Maybe he’s not just bragging after all?!</em>She couldn’t wait to see it now, take it in her hands… Now the warmth welled strong within her. She trembled slightly as her wanton thoughts broke free… The serving girl interrupted her lustful thoughts. Surprised at the sudden arrival of the serving girl telling her that her bath was ready, Silva’s hand fell free of Olaf. Silva smiled “Ah, wonderful!”<br/><br/>Pausing a moment, once again she leaned in close to Olaf’s ear, this time her warm breath playing across his skin, Silva whispered “See you back in your…<em>our</em>room, in an hour…” she smiled ear to ear.<br/><br/>Unstraddling Olaf swiftly, giving the barbarian an almost undignified look at her jiggling ass, Silva followed the serving girl, snatching up her adventuring gear as she went striding out of the taproom.