That's a Job for a MILF 2.1

"Wow, this place is impressive!" Patrick exclaimed when he saw the façade of the mysterious beauty clinic for the first time.

It was Saturday morning, and he was in Simone Miller's car, the woman who was taking him to meet the owner of the clinic. Christine Moss, Patrick’s boss, was also there, and she was smiling in a way that made the young man worried.

The building before them was an imposing mansion which seemed to be over a century old. It looked more as the residence of an old aristocrat than a beauty clinic. There was a well-kept garden that led to a fountain in front of the main entrance. The building had white walls which were as immaculate as if they had been painted the day before; the windows were wide and long, as the stained glass windows of a cathedral; it was possible to see at least four towers, which jutted into the sky making the mansion look even more majestic. 

Patrick didn't like this at all. At first, he had thought that the women were just trying to prank him or something. However, now he was thinking that this seemed too elaborate to be just a joke. After they crossed the entrance gate, Simone parked the car in the front yard, where an employee was already waiting for them. The middle-aged man, dressed in white from head to toe, nodded to the group courteously. 

"Good morning, Mrs. Miller" he said to Simone. "I hope you had a pleasant trip." 

"It was splendid, Vincent. I love this region this time of year."

"I'm glad to hear that. Now, if you can come with me, Mr. Larsen is already waiting for you and your friends."

The interior of the building was even more striking. The entrance hall had white marble floor, a large crystal chandelier, and a monumental curved staircase. Vincent led them to a corridor on the right side and, at the end, he knocked a door softly and waited. 

"Come in" they heard a female voice say. Shortly after, Simone, Christine and Patrick entered the office of Theresa Larsen, the owner of the place. She was a woman in her fifties with short brown wavy hair, green eyes and a beautiful face. She had a curvy body, with D-cups breasts, and that morning she was wearing a nice red dress.

"Oh, it's a pleasure to see you again, Simone!" Theresa said, standing up and hugging the other woman. "You look wonderful." 

"Thanks, dear. And if I really look that good, you know this is thanks to you and your amazing clinic."

"I'm flattered to know that you liked our work so much. So, is this the young man you talked about?" she asked looking at Patrick, who shuddered slightly. He was feeling increasingly uncomfortable with that situation. 

"Yes! His name is Patrick Donovan, and this is Christine Moss, his boss and my friend." 

Theresa greeted the other two visitors and then she sat down again.

"So, Mr. Donovan" she started. "Simone told me that you need a kind of disguise for a special job." 

"Hmm... That's true, Ma'am. And please, you can call me Patrick." 

"Okay, Patrick. And from what I heard, you need a very special disguise." 

"You're right. To make it work, I would need to look like a middle-aged woman" he said, trying to sound relaxed. "But this is obviously not possible, right?" 

Theresa didn't answer anything immediately. Instead, she observed Patrick carefully, which made him feel uncomfortable again. Her dark eyes were very piercing, and although she appears to be a friendly person, there was something weird about her. The young man couldn't explain it very well, but that woman seemed to be a person capable of dominating everything and everyone around her with just her presence.

"You know, Patrick" she finally said, slowly. "The business that I run here, modesty aside, is very unique. We are used to extravagant customer requests, and to this day none of them got dissatisfied with our services. What you need is the kind of challenge that interests me, Yes, I assure you that we can make you look like an attractive middle-aged woman, and in fact it won't even be that hard."

"I'm sorry, but do you want me to believe that you can make a guy like me look like a pretty older woman? That's... absurd!" Patrick said, before he could control himself. "I'm sorry, Ma'am, but it's just that..."

"It's okay, Patrick" she interrupted him, smiling serenely. "I can understand your disbelief. But as I said, this is entirely possible, through some simple aesthetic interventions."

"And what interventions would those be exactly?" 

"Our team needs to evaluate your case in detail before a verdict, but I'd say that, among other things, you'll need some skin treatments, a new hairstyle, waxing, manicure, maybe some prosthetics, and a suitable makeup. Obviously, all procedures will be reversible and you will have full knowledge of everything that is happening. However, the most difficult part of this transformation won't be your appearance. You'll also need to be ready to think, act and behave like a middle-aged woman, and that is the real challenge."

"I see."

"Fortunately, we are also able to assist you in this regard. Actually, this is one of my personal assignments. I am a psychologist, and I usually work on the emotional side of our clients. Many times, more than a beauty treatment, people need a little bit of self-confidence or a new posture, and that's where I help them. In your case, I'm sure this will be an interesting adventure. I'll have to prepare you psychologically and emotionally not just to pretend, but to be a middle-aged woman for the time needed. Now, the real question is: are you really willing to do that?" 

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So, here's a new chapter of this story. I promise that I'll update it faster now. And I'm going to post the new chapter of "A K-Pop Idol" tomorrow! :-)