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

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

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

"You spent a long ti at the conjurer's house, did sothing happen?" Alia 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 sothing in return?" Alia asked.

"She gave sothing 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 sothing you'll like," Alia said.

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

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

"She went to her friend's place; I'm sure she'll be back before nightti; do you have sothing 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 ats 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 ford on his face as he looked at Alia before digging in.

The al was delicious and Roman ate the entire plate, while Alia 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 Alia; she was like his number 1 when he first arrived.

'There's no one at ho, 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 ti with Alia, 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?" Alia said.

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

'Alia 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.

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

Alia'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.

Alia 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.

Alia 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.

Alia opened the door to her room and was t 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 sothing" Alia 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?" Alia asked with a smile on her face; a massage was sothing 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.