Sir Jeffrey Trailson, Knight of the Land, surveyed his estate with a broad grin. He had been given land when he had been made a full knight and he looked over it now. A large manor house stood at its centre with a stable to one side and the expertly looked after gardens were the envy of the whole town.
He had more money than he knew what to do with, too, so he employed many of the local populace to help with his gardens and horses, and he also invested in many of their businesses. He did not really expect any money back in turn but he wanted to try and help. The rest he donated to local shelters and the town's church, though he had to do so secretly because knights were not supposed to spend so freely. Luckily, this was the town in which he had been living before being raised to Knight of the Land, so people knew him well enough to stay secret.
He glanced at the large woods which stood off to his left, which he shared with his neighbour. He was close with his neighbour, who was a fellow knight, and it was to that estate he was now about to go. He walked to his stables.
Getting there, he summoned his stablehand, who greeted him then went to fetch his mount. Returning, the young man passed him the reins to Swift. He owned other horses now too, of course, but Swift remained his favourite.
Sir Jeffrey set off, thanking the stablehand before riding quickly round the rear of his house and across the gardens. At the far end of his garden stood a large gate beyond which were the gardens of his neighbour. It was a quick way of reaching the other estate and Sir Jeffrey took it often.
Swift made short work of the distance and soon Sir Jeffrey was handing Swift's reins to a stablehand at the other house. Although it had been a relatively short journey his own mansion was a good distance away and Sir Jeffrey knew that if he had tried to walk the distance it would have taken him a long time indeed.
And he had needed to be quick, because he was running late. He had wanted to meet the knight who owned this estate when they returned from their travels, for they had been gone nearly a week and he missed their company. As it was, he had not been standing there long when the sound of hooves came loud in the air, and he turned to see the knight approaching.
He waited whilst the stablehand rushed forward to take the reins of the knight's mount, then he stepped closer as they realised he was there.
"Jeffrey! I did not expect to find you waiting for me. I was going to call round to yours later," the knight smiled pleasantly. "But please, come in."
Jeffrey followed them into the house, smiling as he walked through the familiar rooms to the rear sitting room that looked out over the gardens. Bar the few servants and stablehands that lived on the estate, everyone else had gone home. The house was empty.
Eventually they came to the sitting room, and his neighbour peeled off their armour and hung it on the wall. Soon they were dressed only in the soft underclothes that a knight wore under their amour, but they did not seem to be embarrassed by being scantily clad in front of Jeffrey.
Which was hardly surprising, given who they were.
"Hello Sara," Jeffrey grinned. The beautiful blonde knight smiled seductively back, striding towards him.
You see, Sir Jeffrey and Dame Sara had chosen estates next to each other. Such things were not normally done as knights were expected to watch over whole towns on their own, but Princess Isabel had personally seen to their request the day after the ceremony that made them full knights. When they were given their plots of land, it was revealed that they had got their wish.
"Hello Jeffrey," she smirked back, reaching him. She reached out to place a hand on his chest. "I am glad you were waiting for me."
"You are?" he said.
"Of course," she replied. "Otherwise I would have had to wait until later to have you inside of me."
She kissed him then and Sir Jeffrey returned the motion, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Sara was as horny as she ever had been and he always enjoyed spending time with her. Often one or both of them was away from their estates (they were Knights of the Land, after all, and frequently had duties to attend to) which meant that they valued the time they did get together. Had they not been neighbours they might not have seen much of each other at all, which Jeffrey would have regretted. Judging by the way Sara hungrily began to tug off his shirt, he guessed she would have regretted that too.
Soon she pulled the garment from him and her hands had moved to his trousers. She unbuckled them, pushing them down, and it was not long until he was completely naked in her sitting room. He did not care - he had been naked in her sitting room many times before.
What he did care about was the fact that she was still clothed and so he set about rectifying that. Grabbing her undershirt he pulled it from her head, groaning as her large breasts spilled free. He immediately grasped them, squeezing them before leaning forwards to suck her nipples into his mouth.
Sara loved it when he pleasured her tits. So did most women he was with, Sir Jeffrey realised, which was good news since he loved doing it. He kissed and licked Sara's nipples and sometimes gently bit down on them, causing her to moan loudly. Before long his magic cock was stood proud to attention.
