EP.6 Married Noblewoman Selena - 3
A luxurious mansion and garden.
As expected, the places where nobles live are on another level.
"This way."
Led by the wrinkled, white-haired butler, I enter inside.
The destination is a building at the back of the mansion.
The empty center has various weapons hanging on the walls.
This must be a training hall.
In the center, a man in armor and a beautiful woman with blue hair are waiting for us.
A graceful and captivating beauty.
Is she Selena?
It was worth the hardship of coming up to the city.
The man in armor approaches me.
"I've heard you are a skilled swordsman."
I wanted things to go smoothly, but it seems this is how it ends up.
The official reason for being invited to the mansion:
I was invited as a candidate for Selena's bodyguard knight.
The man's eyes burn with fighting spirit.
It's unlikely Selena herself would have arranged this duel.
Even without seeing it firsthand, I can guess what happened.
This guy must have insisted on testing my skills.
Indeed, Selena looks uneasy.
"It's just a trivial skill. If I can use it to protect Lady Selena, nothing could be better."
"But before that, I must see your skills with my own eyes."
It seems a fight is unavoidable.
It's annoying, but I have to endure it for my goal.
"It can't be helped. I understand."
I'm confident.
I've already tested my strength on the thugs in the back alleys.
His swordsmanship is probably better than mine.
But I'm not lacking in strength or speed.
"Then let's begin right away."
Shing-
The man draws his sword.
Sturdy armor and a sharp, unusual blade.
The equipment gap is serious.
All I have is a sturdy sword taken from thugs.
My clothes are shabby enough to be torn apart by a single cut.
"As you wish."
I draw my sword from its shabby scabbard.
It looks sturdy, but even I, who am not a blacksmith, can tell it's nothing special.
Still, his face is full of caution.
A guy who wants to be a noble's bodyguard with this kind of equipment…
It's hard to trust.
He might even think I'm hiding something.
We stare each other down for a moment, watching the situation.
It's burdensome to make the first move.
No matter how fast or strong I am, there's a difference in swordsmanship skills, so I want to defend until I get used to it.
"You may attack first."
I act as if I'm generously offering him the first move.
In martial arts novels, masters often let the weaker one attack first.
This should naturally draw out his attack.
"Very well. Haah!"
Falling for the ruse, the man charges and swings his sword.
A sharp sound as it cuts through the air.
He's definitely different from the back-alley thugs.
Clang-!
I deflect the incoming sword, pushing the man back.
His face is shocked, but like an experienced warrior, it only lasts a moment.
"I'll go again!"
The sword in his hand moves brilliantly.
His swordsmanship is excellent, but not beyond what I can handle.
Moreover, the difference in strength is dulling his speed and precision.
"Huff… ugh…"
He's noticeably breathing hard.
With the strength difference and heavy armor, he must be getting exhausted.
Time to finish this.
Clang- Clang-
I've already adapted to his swordsmanship.
I switch my defensive swings to offense.
"Ugh…!"
Every time I swing hard, his stance breaks and he's pushed back.
He's holding on with skill and experience, but the outcome is already decided.
Clang-
I attack during a break in his stance.
He can't deflect in time and takes the blow head-on.
"Got you."
I push against his sword with brute force.
The overwhelming difference in strength sends him sprawling to the ground.
I literally overpowered him.
"…I lost."
The man admits defeat without protest.
Selena looks the most surprised of anyone present.
She probably never expected the masseur she called would win.
"I'll be going now."
The defeated man leaves quietly, and I'm left alone with Selena.
"Then, shall we proceed with the original purpose?"
"I've prepared everything in the annex, so please follow me."
To think there's another building near such a huge mansion.
Nobles really are rich.
The annex was a short walk from the mansion.
"Except for when the servants come to manage it once a month, no one visits here. If you need anything, let me know in advance."
With no one around, it's the perfect place.
Doing it in the mansion would be fine, but I didn't expect such a nice spot would be prepared.
It must be a place she chose to keep things hidden from others, but for me, it's great.
No one will interrupt us.
"I brought the supplies myself."
Just as she said, there wasn't a single ant inside the annex, and the room we arrived at had a table covered in soft-looking material, prepared in advance.
"I'll need to apply oil, so please undress and lie down."
"…Alright."
Selena answers quietly, blushing.
She seems like a bold woman, but she doesn't seem experienced.
She obediently takes off her dress and lies on the table.
The white skin of a married woman.
The seductive atmosphere makes my lower half harden.
She didn't take off her black underwear, but it's more than enough to entrance a man.
"I'll begin."
I take out a bottle of oil from my pocket and pour it on her body.
Her skin is smooth and reflects the light like a painting.
Carefully, I apply oil all over her skin and massage her.
"Are you really a masseur? That man earlier was the best among my private soldiers."
"The continent is wide, so there are all kinds of people."
There are even people like me from another world.
Maybe there's even a shepherd who could beat a sword master.
Of course, it's a lie that I'm a masseur.
"If so, why not really become my bodyguard knight? Talented people are always in short supply."
Even now, she's trying to recruit talent.
I should call her a shrewd noble.
Or maybe she just wants to keep me close without letting others know.
She seems quite lustful, so maybe it's the latter. Or both.
"I appreciate it, but I don't know much about etiquette or formalities."
"Skill is more important than manners, especially for a bodyguard knight."
"If you insist that much, I'll give it a try."
"Good. You said you were staying at an inn, right? Stay in the annex for now."
Thanks to showing off my skills, everything's going smoothly.
Now, my remaining goal is this.
It was about time for her body to start reacting.
"Hnn…"
A small but definite sign of her pleasure reaches my ears.
I move my hands, which had been working on her legs and back, to her buttocks.
A married woman's butt is truly the best.
Just the right amount of volume and beautiful, it's captivating.
I knead Selena's buttocks as if kneading dough.
"Uh… hnn…"
Judging by her moans, she's probably already soaking her panties.
Honestly, I'd love to spank this beautiful butt and scold her.
But now's not the time.
"I need to do the other side, so please turn over."
Selena turns over, closing her eyes and facing up.
She's probably blocking her own view out of embarrassment.
I deliberately pour oil on her cleavage.
Selena doesn't react…
Maybe she's enjoying the situation too.
Her oil-slicked cleavage seems to tempt me.
Honestly, I want to stick my cock or fingers in and rub hard.
Her whole body glistening with oil-this is the very image of a married woman seducing a man.
I slip my hand inside her oil-soaked black bra.
"…!"
She flinches in surprise.
Even without saying it, I can tell she's inexperienced from every movement.
"Do you put oil there too…?"
A small voice tinged with heat.
There's no hint of refusal or resistance.
"If you don't cover every part of the body, the effect is reduced."
"Ah… I see…"
Up to now, I've applied oil and massaged her whole body.
Except for two places.
The parts covered by her underwear.
Covering every part of the body means not just her chest, but the secret part hidden under her panties as well.
Selena must have realized that to some extent.
Maybe, in her head, she's thinking there's no way I'd go under a noblewoman's panties.
But since she's staying quiet, her body is clearly expecting it honestly.
I pour plenty of oil into her bra and knead.
The slippery sensation of the oil.
Even so, I can feel her nipples, sensitive and hard.
"Haaah…♥"
A moan bursts out.
At this point, she's completely given in.
I don't know how far she was expecting things to go today, but I'm going all the way.