That's a Job for a MILF 21.7 (Day 54)

Michael's face was dangerously close now, and Patricia still didn't know what to do. The battle in her mind got even more intense, although her body seemed to know very well what it wanted. She was wildly horny, and Michael's touch just worsened it. 

No! Her old self cried again. You have to stop it! You don't like guys! You... 

The supplication was interrupted by something else before it could be finished. Unaware of Patricia's confusion, Michael pressed his lips to hers gently. Patricia still tried to resist for a moment, but it lasted no more than two seconds. She then opened her lips a little, accepting her fate. 

Shortly after, Michael was kissing her deeply, while he rubbed her waist and even her butt. Patricia could feel his beard by scratching her smooth face, his tongue invading her mouth, and his hands caressing her body… And she realized she loved all that. 

You go, girl! There's nothing better than making out with a man… You've waited so long for this… Enjoy it as much as you can! 

It wasn't difficult to guess the winner of the fight in her mind… 

What Patricia didn't know was that there were people watching everything that was going on in that garden. The lit room she had seen earlier was Mrs. Larsen's office, and the older woman was grinning at the sight of her patient having fun with that guy.

"Well, my dear" she said to the person next to her. "What do you say? Are you finally convinced?"

"I... I can't believe it!" said the girl, with a terrified expression. 

"Now you can see for yourself that your mother is completely adapted to her new life." 

"No... It can't be true!" Brianna said, still in denial. "She... He must be being forced to do this! We need to help him!" 

"Well, I'm already an old lady, so maybe I don't remember very well how these things work, but I would say that for someone ‘being forced to this’ she seems to be having a great time!"

That was undeniable. The couple continued to kiss passionately, and Patricia put her hands around Michael's neck. Even from a distance, it was possible to see the way she writhed with pleasure. 

"B-but..." Brianna whimpered, pouting. "H-he…"

"Stop saying 'he', silly girl!" Mrs. Larsen scolded her. "Can you say that she's a man now?" 

"No, but..." 

"That's because she's a woman… and she’s your mother!" 

As she spoke, Mrs. Larsen saw Michael kissing Patricia's neck, and she seemed to be completely dominated by her urges. Then, slowly, the man began to rub her boobs… 

"I think you've seen enough" she said to Brianna. "Your mom deserves a little privacy. You shouldn't spy on her at such a moment of intimacy." 

Brianna had a lost look on her face. She seemed like someone on the edge of the abyss – And Mrs. Larsen was ready to push her. 

"Why don't you just accept it, my dear?" she said softly. "You can see that your mother is happy... Don't you like to see her this way?"

"I... I guess so..." 

"And don't you want to be happy too? You just need to stop worrying… You're so pretty and young to be worried all the time... You just need to relax, honey. Don’t you think it's fabulous to be young and pretty?" 

"Yes, but..."

"Just let it go, Brianna. I'm sure you mom would be proud of you." 

"Do... do you really think so?" 

"Sure! And don't you love her more than anything in the world?"

"O-of course!" 

"So, are you going to do that… for her?"

It was that. Brianna’s mind was simply tired of fighting the inevitable. Something broke inside her and it seemed beyond repair.

"Surely I will!" she exclaimed excitedly, sounding like a completely new person. "Oh, that's so, like, amazing! Mom has a new boyfriend!" she giggled. "I hope he's good for her!" 

"Well, I'm not sure that your mother will keep dating this man for too long, but I know she has a lovely daughter that will support her all the time, isn't it right?"

"Like, duh! Why do you even need to ask me that?" Brianna rolled her eyes. "I'll always be there for mom!"

Mrs. Larsen smiled. Her work with that girl was done.