Falling For The Milf - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Ben walked in, he couldn't deny how happy he felt. He was in!

Well, let's be honest, it's not the first time he has ever walked into this place. That he has walked into this room. He knows exactly where things are. 

Of course, as he walks in, he can see a couple different things. A few pieces of furniture have changed, the placement of some others. The color of the walls, even the scent of the place is different. Even his feelings are different.

He was proud, this makes him one step closer. But, does it?

Maybe he has high hopes, maybe he's too optimistic. Maybe it's because he was eager to get here, and now, he's actually where he wanted to be.

He's alone with Melody. She´s happy to have some company, does that mean he came to her rescue? Is he appreciated? He feels great! And now, a world of possibilities is open to him. What to do next? Where to go? He knows how this works, to be welcomed and given some water or even a snack, and then, time for a chat!

Now, all he has to do is find a nice topic, some way to become friends with her. He's an adult, she's an adult; she's only a more mature adult, that's it, she´ll see him as the man he is, right? A man who she can become friends with, someone she can count on. Someone she can call, chat with, and then… more!

As he follows her, Melody has her own thoughts. So far, she's already seen some of the results of the treatment. It's only been a week, but she has noticed the difference. And the truth is, she feels very different.

Change is not her friend, even when she knows that the process could be slow and long, the way she looks at herself, it's not the way she wanted to see herself. Was she getting poor results? Was she just too self-conscious? And, would it be bad to talk about this with Ben?

She was smiling, she was glad to have some company, but he cannot see her face from behind. For a moment, a few seconds, her smile faded. And then, she forced it to come back.

“He's A guest, maybe it won't be such a good idea to freak him out with my middle-age crisis…” she thought.

—

“Oh, new couch? It´s nice!” Ben said as they walked into the living room.

It was just as he remembers, the couch was right in front of the TV, there was a piano in the room and the chimney had the same ornaments on top. However, there were a few things that have changed.

New couch, new TV that´s now hanging from the wall and not on a TV-table. A new carpet on the floor, and a lot of different things around. It was the same living room, but different at the same time.

“Well, it's not new, I believe I bought it two years ago… but feel free to have a seat. It's quite comfortable.”

Ben nodded and sat, she was not lying it's quite comfortable.

“I´ll go put these lovely flowers in water. I´ll be back in a second.” she winked at him.

Ben felt happy, as he was sitting on the couch, he felt excited. But there's also a feeling he can't help. Insecurity.

He has to be attentive, nice, kind; Ben has to be a perfect gentleman. The thing is, how can you seduce a woman by being a gentleman?

He's not used to that kind of stuff. He usually tries to seduce them very differently. To flaunt a bit, talk of himself, try to brag by in a not-so-self-centered way. Not to seem egocentric, just to show his success.

He also has different strategies, like asking a lady to dance at the club, buying them a drink at the bar; the problem here is that this is no bar, no club, this is a house!

He's sitting at her house, where he´ll follow her rules, where he´ll be quiet and respectful. And now, he wonders, would it be rude to ask her out? Sometimes it works, mature women, the single ones who are out there looking for some action, make it easier for you to approach. But, a woman at her own place? What if she finds him rude?

Maybe she'll think he's kidding and just laughs a little and thanks him for the little joke. Or, she could find this very rude and just explode. Melody could be under a lot of stress and tension, which will cause her to kick him out of her house, enraged by his attitude.

If she gets mad, then this will mean the plan didn't work and that she now hates him. Or, if she laughs, it's also killing his hopes because she's not taking him seriously.

The question is, just how serious does he have to be?

—

While he was wondering what to do, trying to make a plan and to elaborate the steps before she comes back, Melody´s in the kitchen.

The flowers are now in a nice basin, she´s now looking for something he can snack on. And it was hard!

Cookies? Bread? Cheese? She has none of that! A disadvantage of aging, if you ask her, was how much easier you could gain weight. She was on a diet, not only before summer and the bikini time, no she was on a permanent diet so that her weight didn't rise. 

A diet so that her skin looks better, to feel better, not to lose muscle mass. She had said goodbye to all that was sweet, to all of the high-calorie foods she ate on the weekends. Too much sodium concerns her, too much sugar, she thought only athletes checked on the protein in the food they ate. She was now extremely aware of what she eats. And she was tired.

It was so annoying to make sure not to exceed a certain amount of calories per day. So frustrating how a mere chocolate-chip cookie can ruin your diet. That even some fruits are not recommended for daily consumption, FRUIT! Fruit has sugar, fiber sure, but it's not welcomed on a sugar-free diet.

Melody adopted this new lifestyle about a decade ago, and now, she was tired! What's good about life if you can't eat what you like? If you're afraid of having a cheat day? She's not a model, not an athlete, and she´s so concerned about what she puts in her body! This was not nice!

She wanted a change, that's why she started the treatment. Not only to find a man, but to find the same love for life as she had before. The same love for food, the same careless way of living, the same ability to do whatever and still look hot.

She goes to the gym five times a week. When she was in her twenties, she didn't attend a gym! Now, if she skips one day, she feels saggy, that she lost tightness. It was her mind playing tricks on her, and she wanted to put an end to that.

She really wanted a change, and this treatment, that was the change.

“My… my jeans feel tighter…” she thought as she stretched to reach higher at the pantry. 

This week has come with some nice results, so far she's grown two-inches. She started at 5´7”, and now she was all the way up to 5´9”, just as Ben thought when he first saw her.

She should feel excited, proud even! Two-inches already? Some women wait over a month for results like that. The problem was that her main goal was to feel comfortable with her body, and she´s not quite feeling that way.

She thought this was going to help her fit into her old jeans, to wear any dress she owns and look great on it. To be slim, tall and sexy, like a model! But the results she´s seen are not that way. She feels thicker, her diet´s the same and her body has only been expanding.

As a result, her clothes not only feel as tight, but shorter! Her jeans are shorter, her blouses seem to be rising up her stomach. As she looks at herself in the mirror, she doesn´t see a taller woman who's slimming down as her curves become smoother. She feels like a woman who´s just growing!

Not even being the same size, she thought that the elongation was going to make her slim, but she's been growing in all directions! Taller, thicker, bigger! Her jeans used to fit fine last week, now, they are digging up into her butt.

But she was not going to give up, this is the very beginning. All the people she knows have said that the real results will show after a month or two. She didn't like to wait that much, but she has learned to be patient. 

Hopefully, this will pay off in the end…

—

In the end, Melody found something. And no, it was not chicken breast with rice from yesterday's meal.

“I found some oatmeal cookies at the back of the pantry.” Sure, now she reaches higher on the pantry, a two-inch boost, but the most visible change is the fit of her clothes. It's not nice to feel tight all day. The last thing she wanted was to size-up, but… it's a part of the process she has learned to accept.

The thing is, she hasn't sized-up yet.

“I hope you like them. They are… kind of dietetic.” She said.

Whatever those cookies taste like, he doesn't care. If they are sugar-free, zero-calories, or if they taste like dirt! What he cares for is the sexy woman that´s carrying the tray with them. Yes, she's sexy in his thoughts. And probably not only his.

As she made her way, he could see it coming, and it seemed as if she did in slow motion. He tried not to stare too much, not to make it too obvious that he was staring at her. But he couldn't help a quick glance.

The way she carried the tray, had any other woman look hotter? The way her hips sway from one side to the other, and the bounce of her chest. He was certain she had changed, as a result of the treatment, but from this point of view, the results are striking!

Her hips seemed fleshier, her thighs seemed fuller. She´s not always been like this, right? The way her bosom bounces, subtle, not so exaggerated, it didn't do that before, right? He was having trouble finding memories of her before, but he doesn´t have a problem storing these new memories in a very special part of his brain. Melody´s hot, a sexy milf, definitely.

“There was no need to bother.” he started.

“Oh, please. You´re a guest, it's not a problem.” Guest? How nice, but there´s words better than guest, how about something closer? Like… lover?

— 

To start talking was something surprisingly easy. All she had to do was ask him what he's been up to. And before he could chew on his second cookie, they were already chatting.

The thing they had the most in common was the changes. Of course, the first part of this conversation was set on him. How he went from his old job to moving back home. He found it hard to admit at first, but it's not like she'd judge him, in fact, her comment was completely different.

“Your mom must feel so happy to have you back home. If only my Dylan wanted to move back. I´ve been feeling so lonely at this house…” was that a hint? Is she trying to say something? He swallowed.

He continued talking, and no, Ben´s mom was not as thrilled. Both his parents accepted him back home, but only for a while. Only while things get back together. He's sure they were going to kick him out.

Melody sounded like a lonely woman. A woman who needed someone, and he knows more than that. This was a clear sign, Dylan was not lying when he told her she wanted to start dating again, but her reasons didn't seem to match the ones he told her. 

She wants to stop feeling lonely, share her alone time with someone, find someone to be with, to laugh with, to smile with, someone to love.

—

Melody really liked this conversation they were having. She's not that much of a lonely woman, she's not isolated from society. She’s got her own friends, old friends, the problem was that they were the same friends she’s known her whole life.

It’s not like she doesn’t like to hang out with her friends anymore, not exactly a need for new friends. This was more like a concern, can she still make new friends? Can she still go out there and date? Meet someone to love?

She was looking at the world with sad eyes. She had lost most of her optimistic side, that's why she went and started the treatment. And now, she wonders if it’ll be a good idea to talk about it. Maybe it’s one of those times when you just have to try and see what happens…

“It’s so nice to have company.” Melody said, putting one hand over his knee.

They were sitting next to each other, so close he could even breathe in her sweet perfume. When she put her hand over his knee, he almost loses it. He felt the quivers all over his body.

“I’m glad…” he smiled, barely keeping composure. Was this a sign? No, right? She's only… touching his knee, it's not something sexual. If she had touched him on his inner thigh, then that would be much different.

“You know, I’ve… I don’t know if Dylan told you, well I’m sure he hasn't, but I’ve… I started the treatment, you know, the one that makes women grow…” Ok, now he can talk about it.

For a while, he was worried about saying something about her size, he almost told her that she’s looking so good thanks to it. But he’s not supposed to know anything about it.

“Really? Wow, and… how are you feeling?” He asked, trying to act normal, but he couldn’t help a small compliment from coming out of his mouth. A bit of a sexy compliment. “You know, I was thinking you were looking great. I just thought that was because you´ve always been so pretty.” his heart sank in his chest as he finished his sentence.

You’ve always been so pretty? Since when does he think that? This compliment ruined it all!

Ok, maybe not all, but he certainly feels he has said something he shouldn’t have. That his mouth just moved as sounds came out, but that he didn´t process the information coming out of him.

Ben stood there, mute now, just waiting for Melody to say a word. As soon as he spoke, her eyebrows went up, it’s not a good sign.

“Oh… haha, so silly, Benny, you’re such… I appreciate it, thank you.” How silly he was. She knows he was just trying to make her smile with his compliment, but… what if he wasn’t?

An idea came to her, what if he… and her… what if?

Melody knows she must be open to all possibilities, she’s 47 and he’s about 26… she could be his mother! But she’s not, plus, she’s not just the average woman.

Didn’t the people at the clinic say that this treatment could also alter her biological age? Thinking of it, she feels more like 45, and as time goes on, she’ll look closer to her 40’s, and then back to her 30’s. So… he’s not that out of her league. 

Besides, it’s more common for men to be into mature women. Was he? Was Ben into cougars? What was the word? Milfs? Is he looking for a milf?

“You’re so sweet.” she added, a warm smile on her face as her hand was placed upon his. He calmed down a bit, but he knows he should not let this happen again.

This is supposed to be slow, imperceptible, she must be unaware, at least until the right moment.

Now, what was imperceptible to him were her thoughts. She was thinking about something…

“You know, now that you’re here. I’d like to ask you something.” She started.

“Ok, what is it? Do you… need help with something?” Maybe to carry something heavy? Changing the topic of the conversation could be a nice idea. A way to make amends for his mistake. But she was not thinking the same way.

“I’ve been… having second thoughts about this treatment. All of my friends, the ones who know, they told me this takes time. Maybe I’m not patient enough, I don’t know. But…” then, she stood up.

Ben was unaware of what she was doing. She stood up, why? What for? Does this mean she wants him to follow her somewhere? Should he stand up to?

Before he had a chance to do anything, she took three steps away and then, looking at him, she asked:

“I don’t know if the results are as great as they could be. I only have a question,” she paused, and then she turned.

Her body turned 180-degrees, her back was in full display. Why was she doing this? He was nervous, but not as he was when she dropped the big question.

“Do you think my butt looks too big? It feels so tight on everything I put on… is it… do you think it looks good?” He was not prepared for this.

Is this a real question? Is he supposed to say something? Why was she asking that question? Why?!