Falling For The Milf - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

It was nice to know that, deep down, Dylan was still the same guy he knew. The same friend he´s always been.

Sure, he´s now surrounded by success. He´s given the next step in life, Dylan´s ahead of him, not that he hates it, but he can´t help but to feel a bit… left behind.

To look around, watching this fancy place, this luxurious place where he doesn´t fit. He would love to fit in, he´d love to be at this point of his life right now. But he´s not there, at least not yet.

All of these people were rich, it was easy to tell. The place seems like one of those places where even the tap water´s imported. 

A place where the menus have no prices. Just how expensive things are? He ordered the same Dylan did, in the hopes that this wasn´t as expensive. But there´s one question… is Dylan rich?

Well, maybe he can´t come over every day of the week, maybe he can´t spend that much in a fancy dinner each night. Perhaps, this is just something he does in special occasions. A dinner to impress the boss? Lunch with office friends? A birthday? A special reunion?

Tonight, this is a special reunion; tonight, this is the first time, since forever, that they can talk, face to face. A part of Ben feels flattered, he´s a special friend of his. His best friend.

It makes him feel really bad, he invited him over for this special reunion, and one of the main things in his mind is to confess his love for Dylan´s mother.

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“I still can´t believe this place… exists here. Wasn´t this an old arcade? You know, the abandoned one we once wanted to break into?” Ben asked.

“Hehe, well… it was. But that´s how things are, the arcade had a real big place. The only thing that needed a change was… the purpose. You know, arcades are a bit obsolete, and this place… it´s the future.” Dylan winked at him, he couldn´t believe how his friend talked. As a man who´s about to talk business.

“Yeah, the only thing you could eat were cold pizza, and now we´ve got five-star dishes.” Dylan nodded.

“You know, there´s a lot of changes going on. This is not the same city we left before college. I admit that, I was as surprised as you are when I came back. New places, new business, new opportunities everywhere! A lot has changed while you were gone, while we were gone.” Dylan explained.

He was right, Ben was gone, not for a lot, less than ten years, still, things change quite fast. It was like a boom. His folks place was still the same, but the city, the city changed.

Dylan knows a lot more, how old places that were there before they were born, are now something else. New business with a different purpose. Some were demolished and turned into small stores. Others were innovated far more than he could imagine.

Business, everyone wanted to make money, everyone wanted to be the next best thing. And there´s a certain thing that´s going to turn the whole world around.

“You know, there´s also a new treatment around…” Dylan started.

“Huh?” Ben wondered, “What kind? Like… cosmetic?” 

“Well, it´s not exactly cosmetic. But it´s… sort of heading in that direction. Vanity, that´s the main thing, but there´s a lot more beside that.” Dylan explained.

“What is it? A new plastic surgery? Maybe… to make fake boobs look, and feel, more natural?” Ben asked.

“Why do you immediately talk about boobs whenever plastic surgery comes around?” Dylan giggled.

“You don´t?” Ben asked, smiling at his friend, knowing very well he liked boobs as much as he does.

“I mean… sure. There´s also nose-jobs. Or,” he winked while speaking, “Butt implants.” Ben laughed quietly to his words.

Ben was curious about what this was. And he was also wondering, does it have something to do with Dylan´s new job? Maybe his company´s going for that? Is it the future? Is it the new best thing? The new trend?

“Listen, this is way better than any fake boobs, or butts. This is a treatment that doesn´t require surgery. In fact, there´s no need to recover… well, maybe for a day or two, but not as much as a normal treatment would.” Ben was listening.

Dylan stopped to look around, carefully. He was looking for someone, at this place, it´s obvious someone would already be using it. His eyes stopped a couple tables away, and then, he turned back at Ben.

“See that lady over there.” He whispered.

Ben turned, carefully, pretending he was just looking at the fountain, and then his eyes were set on the table he thought Dylan was talking about.

Dylan was talking about the table where the guy with the really tall lady were sitting. It´s obvious he was talking about her. Sure, the guy looks good, but he looks natural, on the other hand, she looks breathtaking. 

Was her beauty a result of that treatment? Well, if it wasn´t, she was a one-in-a-million beauty. And also extremely tall, a model who was a former basketball player?

He´s got no idea, and he knows there´s no way Dylan knows about their life. Unless he knows much more than he seems to.

“The tall lady?” Ben whispered.

“Exactly. I´ve seen those two before. I think they come here every once in a while. Whatever, when I first saw them, she was not as tall.” Dylan explained.

Not as tall? What does that mean? Ben immediately thought she was in one of those surgery programs where they break your leg bones and separate them so that you can grow taller as they heal, a bit separated so that you can create new bone to unite the distanced pieces. But that´s a surgery that requires a lot of healing, so it can´t be the case.

“And… what happened?” Ben asked.

“Well, there´s a treatment, a new one. It started a while ago, with a rich lady from around. She created cosmetics to enhance beauty, and also, a part of her products offers growth.” Dylan explained.

“Growth?” Ben asked.

“Exactly, she even used the treatment. Some say she found this secret clinic and started the treatment. And when she learned there could be a lot of business with it, she bought it. And then, they started promoting new products. Everything´s natural, but that´s not it.” Ben couldn´t believe what he was hearing.

It all started when this rich lady, Mrs. Carlisle. She used to be an average woman, but extremely wealthy.

She met a guy, much younger than him, he was in his mid-twenties, and at that time she was in her late fifties or early sixties. There was nothing outstanding on the guy, other than him being in the search for a sugar mommy, as most speculate.

It´s been said he introduced her to this treatment, probably because he wanted her to look better? She made the decision to go on with it, and that decision certainly changed her life.

In a matter of days, she no longer looked like the mature woman she was, but like a lady who´s in her thirties. And there was another change, her body. All of her self rejuvenated, her boobs became firmer, her butt tightened. Her legs were once again shapely and her body was back to its glory days.

But that´s not it. There was a “side-effect”, growth. Her body expanded, not at once, but slowly. Week after week, her bosom grew, her butt expanded, her body acquired some impossibly sensuous curves. And that was not the only expansion. She grew taller, and taller as she became sexier.

And then, she decided to share this with the world.

“It´s amazing you haven´t heard about her,” Dylan started, “She´s like… ten-feet-tall.”

Ben´s eyes went wide as the plate before him. Ten-feet?! She´s a giantess!

“So, the wealthy woman became even more rich. She made that treatment into a brand of her own. I think they call it spice cells? No, spy… wait, I got it. Spi-cell. Amongst many more, but that´s the main treatment all women want. Some settle for other cosmetic-like treatments for wrinkles and such, but those don´t guarantee the changes the treatment offers.” Dylan added.

“And… what´s the main change?” Ben asked.

“Come on, don´t be so naive. You know what it is. Women can look way younger, but that´s what all other products offer, however, what treatment offers curves? What treatment can actually guarantee you´ll look young again? And most importantly, which one can turn you into an amazon?” Dylan asked.

“Amazon? You mean… the warrior women?” Ben asked.

“Yeah, but there´s another definition for it. Nowadays, it means tall, strong woman. Not necessarily muscular, but certainly thick.” Dylan added.

“So… women want to be big nowadays?” What can he know? Ben used to sell cars, he´s got no knowledge, whatsoever, about the beauty market.

“Big, and not meaning fat. Women want to expand, taller, thicker, curvier, all women want this… including,” Dylan sighed, “my mom… she asked me if I´d be ok if she starts the treatment on herself.” Dylan seemed a bit concerned about that last part. However, now that she comes to the conversation…

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Ben couldn´t believe what he was hearing. A treatment that makes women taller? Sexier? Younger? It certainly sounds like a treatment all mature women want. And one of those mature women was Dylan´s mother.

He feels bad, this is the perfect chance to talk about his feelings for her, but he can see Dylan´s not so cheerful now.

Maybe he knows all this much about the treatment because he´s concerned that his mother will start with it? Worried? Preoccupied? 

It´ll make him a terrible friend if he immediately talked to him about his plan, even considering it as a plan sounds bad. So he´ll try to calm him down a little, and, maybe, talk about this when the right moment comes. Or maybe not? 

“So… she wants to go for it?” Ben asked.

“She does. I mean, everyone was talking about it, it was just a matter of time before she fell for it. She started little, a cream that makes wrinkles go away. When she noticed there were no wrinkles on her face after the first week, she started doing her research.” Dylan explained.

He´s known him, and his mother, for a major part of his life, and he was unaware she was one of those women. Those ladies who cared this much about their looks, about cosmetics, rejuvenating, skin care and all those things.

But, this might be one of those things that happen with age. Once you reach a certain age, you only want the time to stop. To avoid aging and stick to that youth you have for as long as you can. To live in your past when you were young and didn´t care for this things.

Now, his mother was at this stage on her life.

As Dylan explained, she was feeling lonely. She wanted to start dating again, that´s one of the reasons why she wanted to start with this.

His heart skipped a beat when he heard those words. Date again? Ever since he´s known them, she´s been single. She was a widow, so… it´s not something that makes him feel proud, but it was so long ago, they were over it, right? It´ll make him feel better to think that.

Now, what´s on his mind? An opportunity, he could be that person he dates. He had hope, and that´s the very first thing he needed. That and to be optimistic.

—

Ben waited for a chance, he waited for a moment to tell him, to explain to him.

It´ll be really weird, as his best friend, to start dating his mother. But times were different, right? They are both adults, they are aware of the decisions they make, about the things they do. Besides, if she´s a bout to start a treatment that will make her look younger, wouldn´t that imply she needs to date a younger man?

What is he saying? Women prefer older men, that´s well-known. 

Still, his heart knows what it wants. She´s sweet, kind, attentive. A good listener, a gorgeous woman. She´s perfect! And this treatment, well… it´ll make her sexier so… twice as perfect?

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“And it´ll be hard for me, man. This is hard because… I´ll be promoted.” Hard? What does he mean?

Why is it bad to be promoted? It seems that Dylan´s not too excited for that. But why? Doesn´t he want more money? Is he going to work more hours? Wasn´t he about to be promoted and closer to being the man in charge? Isn´t that what he wanted? What he´s been working for?

“I thought you were working for a promotion. Wasn´t that why you worked so hard during this past months?” Ben asked.

“Yeah, I mean, I´m really excited about that. Even if I don´t seem to. The thing is, my mom´s going to start the treatment next week, and I´ll be leaving town within a few days. I´ll travel overseas for a special training… and I believe you were unaware of it…” Dylan just realized Ben was not aware of those news.

Ben was really happy for his friends promotion, he truly was. But he was unaware he´ll be leaving town within a few days.

He hasn´t seen him in so long, and now he was going to leave? For how long? He meets him, for the first time in years, and now he´s about to go?

“And… are you leaving for long? I mean, will you be gone for a while?” It was a bit sad to ask that question.

“I´ll be gone for a month, according to the schedule, but things could, like they do most of the time, end up taking a bit longer. So, a month, month and a half, or so…” Dylan said.

This was sad to hear, he could see Dylan´s worries in his eyes. 

Maybe he was worried about leaving his mother alone while she´s going through this. No-surgery or not, she´ll need him. But he can´t stay because he´s got to work in his own life, to improve in his own way. To reach new levels, and that requires a few sacrifices.

Or, maybe, was Dylan worried that, they have just met, and now he was leaving? He only met his best friend, and it seems like this could be the first time of many; but it won´t. Instead, this was a way to say hello again, and at the same time, to say goodbye.

For someone who´s going to receive a big promotion, he doesn´t seem happy. And Ben can understand, after all, he feels the same way.

“I´m sorry you´ll leave. But, maybe, if you need me to… I could help? I can go check on, you know, to check on your mom, see if she needs any help… make sure she, uhm… to see if things are going well as she adjusts to her… changes?” He had no idea what he´ll be supposed to do, but there´s one thing for sure, he´ll be close to her.

“Do you know anything about women in this treatment?” Dylan asked.

“Well, I mean… they will feel more confident, but they will also grow as well, right? Uhm… the main issue will be sizing-up bras, right?” Ben said.

“Sort of. Everything will be sizing-up. Not just bras. There´s a lot more things when expanding. I´ve read that, a few, were having some mood changes. Trust me, being with a moody amazon, that´s not nice.” Dylan started.

“I mean, how hard can it be? Trust me, I can handle moody ladies, I´ve done that while I worked at a call center. You can trust me, I´m a seller. I know how to persuade people.” Ben replied.

“Sure, but there´s a lot more than persuasion. Sometimes, they feel bad, you know. Insecure, they have second thoughts, they need someone empathic, can you be empathic?” Dylan asked.

“Man, car seller here. I can show as much empathy as anyone needs.” He wasn´t lying.

This was a hard decision, but what else can Dylan do? It´ll be better to know someone´s taking care of his mother. Not that she needs someone.

She´s not an old lady, in her fifties, so she´s still very capable of taking care of herself. Plus, with the enhancement of the treatment, she´ll be much stronger. Bigger, taller, more independent. However, he´d like to know she´s ok.

“I guess, if you don´t mind, could you keep an eye on her for me?” Dylan asked.

This was good, now Dylan was asking him, this was not Ben looking forward to being with his mother, this was Dylan asking him to, as a favor, help him with her.

“Of course not, I don´t mind at all.” He´s such a liar. Maybe he doesn´t mind, but there´s another reason than doing this for a friend.

“Thanks man, I knew I could count on you. I mean, don´t feel forced to do this,” Dylan started.

“Dylan, man, it´ll be my pleasure, trust me.” He can really trust him.

It´ll be a real pleasure to him, in more than one way.

Now, Ben will not only try to see if things work out, he´s about to meet a woman who´ll start a beautification process.

She´ll be sexier, more curvaceous, more voluptuous. She´ll be come a muse! Taller, sure, which was not something he was counting on.

How tall was she? 5´6”? He´s 6´, so that makes him taller than her by half a foot, still, how much can she grow thanks to this treatment? A word echoes in his mind, the word amazon. But there´s another word, milf. She´s literally a milf, but also an amazon?

She´ll start with the treatment next week, he´s got a bit of time to think on what to do, what to say. How can he start seducing her?