SSS-Ranked Skill in a New Filthy World-Chapter 30 - Naked

"Roman, is that you?" Amelia called as he stepped inside the house.

"Yes," he replied, and then he heard footsteps, and soon she came out of her room.

"You spent a long time at the conjurer's house, did something happen?" Amelia asked.

Roman couldn't tell her he was almost killed if not for his skill, a skill he didn't want to accept.

"Nothing, I stayed a while, had sex with her daughter, and slept off, nothing much," Roman said.

"You had sex with her daughter. Did you offer to do that, or did she give you something in return?" Amelia asked.

"She gave something in return; you don't have to worry; from tomorrow, I'll start fulfilling my promises; I'll need to know which house to go to first," Roman answered.

"Really, alright then, if you're hungry, I made something you'll like," Amelia said.

"I'm hungry," Roman replied, and Amelia rushed to the kitchen and brought plates already arranged with his meals inside.

"What about Anya?" Roman asked as he sat down on one of the chairs while Amelia placed the food in front of him.

"She went to her friend's place; I'm sure she'll be back before nighttime; do you have something to tell her?" She asked.

"No, I'm just asking," Roman said as he opened one of the plates in front of him.

The plate had freshly made red stew filled with meats and other vegetables, the aroma alone was enough to make a person hungry, and inside the other plate was a pile of boiled potatoes.

Roman inhaled the scent of the food and a smile formed on his face as he looked at Amelia before digging in.

The meal was delicious and Roman ate the entire plate, while Amelia watched him with a smile on her face.

As he ate, Roman took quick glances at her, her boobs were right in front of him since she sat in the opposite chair; Roman couldn't believe he still hadn't fucked Amelia; she was like his number 1 when he first arrived.

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'There's no one at home, so this is a perfect chance; how should I go about it?'

'Why am I even asking that, I can just tell her to strip and she'll do just that, then we'll get it over with, but that isn't what I want, I'm going to enjoy my time with Amelia, so how should I do that'

"The food was very delicious" Roman spoke as he drank the water in his cup.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, there's still more of you want?" Amelia said.

"I'll eat again at night," Roman replied, and Amelia stood up, taking the plates away from the table.

'Amelia has the perfect ass and boobs, how should I go about it before finally...ohh, I fucking love my mind, that's exactly what I'm going to do' Roman said in his head as he stood up from the chair.

Amelia went to the kitchen, so Roman went straight to her room; as soon as he opened the door, he was met with a sweet fragrance.

Amelia's room was as simple as the rest of the rooms: a bed, a table, and a wardrobe for clothes; on top of the table were at least five different potions-like bottles, and there he found exactly what he was looking for: an oil.

Roman was planning to play the role of a professional massage therapist.

Amelia entered the living room, and Roman wasn't there, so she thought he had gone to his room; she wanted to talk to him about tomorrow, but she figured he would be tired since he went straight to his room.

Amelia didn't want to disturb him, so she also went to her room, where Roman was waiting on her bed with the oil he found beside him.

Amelia opened the door to her room and was met with Roman who had a playful smirk on his face.

She was surprised because Roman hardly ever entered her room, but now he was even on her bed.

"Roman, are you looking for something" Amelia asked.

"I found what I was looking for; this is oil, right? What do you use it for?" Roman asked.

"I rub it on my skin, do you want it?"

"Not really, I'm going to use it on you, do you feel pain on any part of your body?" Roman asked as he stood up.

Even though he had no idea what he was about to do, he had gotten a massage once on earth, so he was just going to mimic what was done to him and, of course, add his personal touches.

"Pain...I don't understand?"

"I want to give you a massage; I'm sure you must feel pain in your back from your large breas*cough* your figure, you must get a lot of back pain," Roman spoke.

"Really, do you know how to do that?" Amelia asked with a smile on her face; a massage was something only the rich could afford, but it was Roman. Of course, she couldn't refuse.

"Lay down," Roman spoke as he stepped out of the way for her, and she proceeded to lay down, but he stopped her before she did.

"Naked" Roman spoke.