That's a Job for a MILF 40.1

Four months later…

"Oh, babe, it was completely amazing!" Mr. Hill said, putting on his underwear and lying down again, feeling the kind of relaxation that only a good orgasm can provide. 

"I'm glad you think so, honey" Suzanne said, smiling and playing with the man's chest hair. "I was afraid that by now you would already be starting to get tired of me." 

"Don't be silly, Suzanne! Why would you even think of something like that?" 

"Well, we've been married for over two months now, you know… I am no longer a novelty, and I'm sure there are many women interested in a man like you…"  

Mr. Hill couldn't help it but smiled upon hearing that. "You don't need to worry about that, Suzanne. "I haven't got tired of you, and I doubt I ever will."

"That's what all men say, right?" she teased him. "Still, I want to make sure that I won't lose you to some young slut... I need to keep you interested... I guess tomorrow I'll just spend the whole day at the salon and buy some sexy new lingerie. So, at night, I can put on a good show for you… A very, very good show… Then, you can fuck me pretty hard until you make me scream out loud…" she added in a sensual whisper. "What you think, honey? Does it sound good?" 

"It sounds perfect, honey."

"Oh, I'm glad you liked my idea! But tell me something, Greg… You don't think that I'm spending too much money in salon trips and clothes, do you?" 

"Don’t worry, Suzanne! As you know very well, money is no longer a problem."

"Oh, Greg, you are the best hubby in the world... You truly are..." 

Mr. Hill grinned, pleased. How could he be annoyed with Suzanne? She was just spending the money he'd taken away from the company, anyway, and by now he'd already stolen so much money that he couldn't even count it. 

Moreover, Suzanne had been the best investment he'd ever made. Now he had his own mature slut goddess, who was completely crazy about him, and spent all her days thinking of ways to make her man happy. She was the very definition of trophy wife – almost a brainless fuck doll, always ready to satisfy her hubby's desires. 

Mr. Hill remembered satisfied the night he had proposed to her. This had happened at the company's annual party, in front of all his co-workers. It had served very well for his purposes. That event became everyone's favorite subject for many and many weeks, shifting the focus from any rumor about his honesty that might be spreading through the company. 

After Mary Pierce's incident, Mr. Hill had got paranoid about the possibility that perhaps someone else was aware of his illegal operations. But now he knew he was safe, at least for the time being, which would be more than enough. Just a few more days and Mr. Hill would vanish from the country… taking with him his nymph wife and a hell lot of money.

The wedding had been celebrated less than a month later, in a simple and reserved ceremony. After that, Suzanne and her daughter moved into Mr. Hill's house. Yes, there was also Brianna. It hadn't been planned, at first. When Mr. Hill had hired Mrs. Larsen to turn the bastard who was meddling in his business into his own MILF whore, he had had no idea how literal the expression MILF would be. 

But the man had been convinced that Mrs. Larsen had made the right choice. Christine Moss, the woman Brianna used to be, was about to ruin the whole plan. She had to be taken out of the way. What better solution than using this setback in our favor, making Suzanne dip even deeper into her new persona? Mrs. Larsen had argued, and Mr. Hill soon understood what she meant. Brianna's arrival made Suzanne fully embrace her new identity, thereby eliminating any resistance or doubt.

After the wedding, Mr. Hill soon adapted to having a stepdaughter at home. Once again he got dumbfounded by Mrs. Larsen's brainwashing ability. Seeing Brianna behaving like a perfect bubbly teen girl was almost as astonishing as seeing Suzanne living as a flirty middle-aged woman. Not to mention their physical transformation, of course! It was clear that the doctor working for Mrs. Larsen was a very brilliant professional, as well... 

Not long after, Mr. Hill informed Suzanne that she didn't need to work anymore. He assured her that he would take care of all her needs, so she could focus on other activities. By other activities, he meant being a perfect a trophy wife, of course, and Suzanne happily accepted her new role. She was so bewitched by Mr. Hill that she had no objection to living her life with the sole purpose of pleasing her husband. 

Mr. Hill just couldn't understand why Mrs. Larsen was so reluctant to accept that her work on Suzanne was done. Perhaps this was just artistic perfectionism, but the fact was that Mrs. Larsen kept insisting that Mr. Hill should be careful and vigilant for now. The man didn't think so, though. He had had more than enough proof of Suzanne's loyalty and devotion, so he simply started ignoring Mrs. Larsen. He no longer needed her, after all… 

He was feeling so secure about his control over Suzanne that he even opened a new tax haven account in her name, in order to make it more difficult to track the money he was diverting from the company. 

Suzanne was already awake about her husband's financial activities, and gave him full support, knowing that Mr. Hill was just reclaiming what was rightfully his. He had helped the company to grow and reach its current level of success, but he had never been rightly rewarded for that. 

And very soon, he told her. We're going to disappear from here and have a lush life somewhere else. Just think about it. Wouldn't that be fantastic? 

Nothing and nobody could stop him now… Or at least he believed so.