Massage Parlor for Unsatisfied Wives in Another World

Thinking it over, there are definitely certain massages that come to mind; the simplest ones require at least rank two mana, and now that I’ve fused, I have it.

And if I’m not mistaken, if I use my other ability, ”Restorative Therapy,” I’ll be able to make it more effective.

Alright, let’s give it a try.

I applied oils to her back and finally got down to work.

”Huh? Your hands feel a little... ah! Oh!~ What was that?”

”Big sis, remember you have to tell me how it feels. I won’t know if what I’m doing is right unless you tell me.”

”Y-yeah... that felt really good just now.”

”Good, that’s good. Keep describing what you’re feeling.”

Alright, she’s feeling it. If it were just her body, which is physically fine, she wouldn’t feel it that much, but this must have been bothering her, and now I’m relieving it.

The better she feels, the better everything will flow, so I got serious.

I moved and started from the center of her back.

At the same time as I was massaging her magic circuit, I also started using my favorite massage technique:

It was a preliminary step, because this will obviously end with a happy ending, heuheue~.

”Hmm, I don’t know what you’re doing, but it still feels so good... yes, right there, that’s the spot, ngh... aaah~ it feels so good.”

Doing two types of massage at the same time, along with the skill, isn’t easy, but I felt it was worth the effort since it was starting to have an effect on her.

She started sounding more receptive, as if she’d been craving someone’s touch for a long time...

Ah!, I’ve got it, that’s it, now I know.

Yes, there was the answer. Once might be a fluke, twice might be a coincidence, but three times means there’s a pattern.

The conclusion is obvious.

We’re a massage parlor for unsatisfied wives in another world.

Socially speaking, being a widow doesn’t remove the ’wife’ label, so it’s definitely a pattern.

There’s no forced logic here... or is there? Hmm, and Lys... Well, whatever, hehe!. Linda Rose, I’m going to give you all the love your husband can no longer give you.

With renewed motivation and a burning sensation in my chest and lower body, I gave her an even more intense massage.

Using my strength as a second-rank massage therapist, I gave it my all, activating many pressure points on her back and making her more sensitive and receptive, as well as Stoking her fire.

She must already be starting to...

”Mngmngh~”

”Big Sister Rose, a moan isn’t telling me if I’m doing it wrong or right.”

”You’re doing it right... it feels so good, it feels so good I don’t understand it, ahhh!, it’s a little hard for me to describe.”

”I’ll take note of that; your opinion is very valuable. Oh, you don’t know how much you’re helping me, Sister Rose.”

Yes, she will be of great help if she lets me place the ”Stigma of Lethargy” on her easily.

Personally, I don’t know what it feels like to have someone massage the mana circuit, but it must feel really good if she’s doing everything she can to keep from writhing and moaning out loud.

Her sweet voice was a delight, and the sweet scent of rose oil and other things began to fill the room.

Everything really is easier when you don’t have to make excuses or tread carefully; I don’t have to overthink my actions and her reactions...

She had already accepted whatever might happen, even death, so simply feeling really good won’t make her stop me.

It’s impossible to fail.

”Wait, something’s off... my legs are shaking slightly and they also feel a little numb, mngh!”

”I see, yeah, I definitely did something wrong here; I have to fix it.”

It’s like she said, then her cute, juicy butt was shaking a little, but it’s not because there’s anything wrong with my massage.

It seems she doesn’t understand her own physical reactions or is just trying to hide it; either way, it’s fine by me.

I’d already teased her back enough, so I began to move down toward her waist in a gentle, provocative manner.

I really think being a masseuse is definitely the right fit for me. The sheer pleasure of running my hands over the soft, beautiful skin of gorgeous girls is something I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of doing.

Now I was going for that white, juicy butt, which is about to get all shiny, and make it clear that I ran my hands all over it in detail.

”Ahhh!~ Yeah, it f-feels numb, so p-pushing harder w-would probably be fine.”

”Okay, I’ll keep that in mind, big sis Rose.”

I’m really enjoying how cooperative she is—so cooperative that I feel like she’s the one manipulating me into doing something inappropriate.

But no, not yet. I have to follow the proper steps; I have to make sure things are secure. Besides, it’s always more exciting when the tension builds to the point where you know there’s no turning back.

To that point where raw desires come to light and not even the strongest will can stop it, dragging us into absolute decadence.

”Yes, ah, it feels especially good there, a little more, keep going a little more.”

Everything was flowing smoothly; I massaged this cute butt thoroughly.

My movements were risky, as they skirted delicate areas; just that tentative touch seemed to make her shiver, but professionally, I made sure to continue the massage; curiously, the magical circuits had a small node in this pelvic area.

There was a way to go deeper, as she was asking me to, but I’ll set that aside for now... but.

Smack!

”Ah!~, that felt good~... uh? Wait, Iris, what was that? Did you just spank me?”

”Eshem, that was the final part of the massage for this section. Didn’t you ask for a little more? Didn’t it feel good?”

”Y-you’re right, and yes, it felt really good... too good.”

”Oh! That’s good to hear.”

Ugh, even though I try to control myself, I really got carried away there, and before I knew it, I gave him a hard spank that really wasn’t part of any of the massages at all...

What could I do? That cute butt was teasing me too much; not doing it would have been the more illogical thing to do.

And I don’t regret it; watching her tremble was a delight, especially when a reddish mark from my hand remained, though unfortunately it disappeared quickly.

It was lucky; by this point her body was so stimulated and receptive that a slight pain like this could bring satisfaction.

Although she said she felt it so subtly she almost missed it... Hmm... I’ll check something later; for now, let’s continue.

I moved down to her legs, massaging them according to her magical system; there was a flow I had to follow, injecting the right amount of mana and stimulating the right spots.

The feet, as always, were rich in nerve endings that aid massage; in fact, I have in mind many foot-only massages that in and of themselves have the effects of full-body massages, and everything becomes more effective with skills and mana.

”Iris, you’re really good at this, ugh! Now I know why you said it was dangerous, mngh~. I feel like, wow, I’m feeling so good that I’m getting a little dizzy. I think I’m going to... wait... mngh!~ My head’s spinning a bit... hmm, but I can handle it~.”

”Good, I’m glad to hear that, big sis. So you haven’t felt any discomfort or negative sensations so far, right?”

Thank goodness I have Iris’s body; if I were Astan, I think I would have thrown myself at her, just like I did with Azalea.

Obviously I’m on fire, but it’s still manageable.

”No, well~ this feels so good that I don’t feel like anything’s happening to you, it’s just me going along with it, taking it all in..I really don’t feel like I’m doing anything for you hnngm~... with something like this”

”Don’t worry, sis, this is just getting started...okay, it’s good that everything’s gone well so far, let’s move on to the next part, sis, turn around, it’s time for the front.”

”Huh!?”

”Yeah, it’s a full-body massage, so obviously we have to do the front.”

”I-I see, b-but can I cover up a little?”

”Huh? What kind of nonsense is that, sis? Why would you cover up? If you do, it makes it harder for me to tell if I’m doing it right or wrong. Now that we’re in an experimental phase, it’s absolutely necessary that nothing gets in the way.”

”I-I... hmm, yeah, I did say I’d help you... um, but right now I’m really, really embarrassed... a-and I don’t feel ready for that.”

”I get it. I guess being completely naked is too much. I’ll do something so you don’t feel so embarrassed.”

Yeah, her tastes are definitely very obvious. The fact that she’s acting so embarrassed means she’s very aware of me; it seems that even with all her life experience, she can’t calmly handle this situation.

But that embarrassment, along with the fact that she still does what I ask, makes me feel like it’s awakening something in me.

I feel like I want to tease her more, put her in a more difficult situation, and see where her limit is.

Just thinking about doing that gives me a chill while also turning me on even more.

Well, it’s good that I’m always several steps ahead, huehue~, I can use what I prepared.

”Haa~ okay, I’m going to turn around... you’re ready, right?”

”Yes, big sis.”

It seems she calmed down knowing she wouldn’t be naked, and she began to turn over; with obvious nervousness, I thought it was cute that her eyes were tightly shut, and her face couldn’t have been any redder—she was literally giving off a little steam—and I wondered how vampires in this world worked.

Although I could do some research to find out myself, it’s still curious; she finally, without opening her eyes, lay down on her back, and she spoke to me.

”O-okay... now... p-put the towels on me.”

”Towels? What, towels?”

I didn’t understand why she was suddenly talking about towels, but anyway, I did what I had to do quickly.

”Y-you said you’d do something so I wouldn’t feel embarrassed—weren’t you going to cover me with towels?”

”Oh! That’s what you meant.”

”Yes!”

”Sis, you don’t have to worry. I have a better solution, and by the way, I’ve already done it, so you can open your eyes.”

Yeah, my skill is unmatched now; it seems she didn’t even notice that I had put what I bought on her.

”Huh? Ah! eh!? AH! I-Iris, what is this...? Why did you— Why m-me—”

”Okay, since everything is properly in place, I’ll start the massage; just like before, you have to tell me if it feels good or not, okay?”

”W-wait, this isn’t right, why do I have this on?”

”Well, so you won’t feel embarrassed about being completely naked.”

Yeah, I came up with an obvious solution for what we both wanted: she didn’t want to be completely naked, I wanted to see as much as possible... ahem, I mean, massage without any obstacles.

And, luckily, anticipating a situation like this, I already had something prepared that I had bought at the store; for the bargain price of two Myrr, it was a lingerie set fit for a noble lady of high status.

”B-but it has holes...”

”Ahem!, well, like I said, I need to see as clearly as possible.”

”...”

Yeah, it was just that daring kind of lingerie that didn’t serve its original purpose and had openings in the important places... but the important thing here is that she’s no longer naked, and I fulfilled her request reasonably well.

”Look, it’s not that bad. I even put on the same thing so you wouldn’t feel so embarrassed. Now we’re both on equal footing—it’s not that bad, is it?”...