That's a Job for a MILF 21.6 (Day 54)

Patricia was having a wonderful night. The food was good, the wine was excellent and Michael was a marvelous company. She was dating a man for the first time and it wasn't being awkward, at all. She felt like a woman more than ever. 

After dinner, Michael took Patricia back to the clinic. They kept talking happily along the way, but the woman could feel a subtle tension growing between them. It wasn't something necessarily bad, though – it was more like an expectation. Something was about to happen... and she could hardly wait. 

"Here we are" Michael said as he parked the car in front of the main entrance of the clinic. "So, did you have fun tonight?" 

"Absolutely, Mike! I loved the dinner, and you were the best company I could wish for." 

"I'm glad to hear that, Patty. I enjoyed the night a lot too." 

They then looked at each other intensely for some time, none of the two daring to move. 

"Well, it doesn't have to end now, you know…" Patricia whispered seductively, feeling a chill. I’m such a naughty woman, she thought, proud of herself. 

"Oh, really?" Michael said, smiling. "Are you sure you aren't tired of me yet?" 

"Of course not, silly! I don't think I can ever get tired of you" she smiled back. 

"So, what do you suggest we do now?" 

"This is a beautiful and warm night, and the clinic has a magnificent garden. If you want, we can walk there, and then... Well, we can see..."

"This sounds perfect!" without wasting time, the man then got out of the car and opened Patricia's door. 

"Thank you" she said, while he offered her his hand to help her stand up. "You really are a gentleman. It's not easy to find someone like you." 

"I have to say the same, Patty. You're such a special woman..." 

They started walking toward the garden, and Michael put a hand on Patricia's waist. Their bodies were pretty close now. Patricia liked the feel of his huge hand touching her body, and her knees shook a little – Fortunately, she had already mastered the art of walking in high heels, and she kept walking with confidence and grace. 

That was a very bright night, lit by a beautiful full moon, and so they could see the garden in all its extension. The place was very well kept, and had flowers and plants of various colors and species. From there, they also had a good view of one of the most impressive wings of the clinic. It was already past midnight, but there was still a light on, not so far. Patricia thought it wasn't a big deal, though; probably just a guest with insomnia or someone working late. At that moment, she had more important things to focus on... 

In truth, that walk in the garden had been an idea of Samara, the employee of the clinic who had become Patricia's friend. During the day, she had teased Patricia saying that if she really enjoyed the date, she could invite Michael to walk over there at the end of the night. 

"That place is perfect for a more intimate conversation, if you know what I mean. Or maybe, if you're feeling especially cheeky tonight, you can invite him directly to your room" she added, winking. 

"This isn't going to happen, Sam" Patricia stated, even though she was giggling. "We're going out for dinner and that's all." 

"You never know, girl. You never know..." 

Patricia couldn’t help it but she smiled when she remembered it. She had followed Samara's tip, after all, and she couldn't be happier about it. 

They kept walking and talking and suddenly a gust of wind crossed the place. Patricia felt the wind on her naked legs and arms, and shuddered a bit. Her nipples also got hard – The dress she was wearing was meant to be worn without a bra, so that thin layer of fabric was the only thing protecting her boobs. 

"Are you okay?" Michael asked. 

"Yes. I'm just a little cold right now. Who would have thought? The night was so hot… But I’m fine."

"Well, I don't have a coat with me, but maybe I can warm you in another way." 

He then hugged Patricia with his strong arms, and she could feel his fantastic muscular body against hers. She just loved it. Not long after, her nipples got even harder, and she was sure this time it wasn't due to the cold… 

"Are you feeling better?" he asked. 

"Yes, Mike. I’m feeling great now." 

"I'm very happy to have met you, Patty. I really like to be with you, and you so beautiful... So interesting…" 

He lifted her face, and they looked each other in the eyes again. Patricia knew what was about to happen. It wouldn't be long now. But then, exactly at that moment, her old self started struggling again. 

What the hell are you doing? Stop it now! You don't need to kiss a guy to accomplish your mission. This is insane!

But her new personality wouldn’t give up so easily… 

You know you want it, Patricia! Just let him kiss you. You are a woman. You spend every night sucking dildos and being fucked by butt plugs… You want more than anything to kiss him!

Oh, Patricia was so confused...