Chapter 16: My First MILF! (2)[R18+]
Mikey's vision blurred as the white light around him faded, leaving behind a lingering warmth. His senses adjusted, and as his eyes flickered open, he took in his surroundings.
The first thing his eyes caught sight of was the head of a deer, Mounted on the wooden wall before him. The sight startled him at first, but as his mind cleared, he realized it was nothing more than a taxidermy decoration. He exhaled, scanning the room further.
The interior was rustic, a wooden cabin furnished with modest decor. The dim lighting, the flickering glow of the fireplace, and the gentle patter of rain against the window created a strangely inviting atmosphere. A homey scent of wood and something faintly sweet lingered in the air.
Mikey sat up, fully registering where he was.
"Alright... so I'm in the novel now. What's next?" he muttered to himself, still piecing things together.
This was unusual... Usually, these missions began with some form of interaction, yet the room was empty. He was alone, which left him wondering—where was the milf?
Creak!
A sharp creak echoed through the room, instantly drawing Mikey's attention. His gaze snapped toward the source—and there she was. Nemphis.
Her presence was captivating, almost impossible to ignore. She wore nothing but a loosely tied apron, the thin fabric barely concealing what lay beneath. The dim light cast a soft glow on her bare shoulders, accentuating the delicate curve of her breasts. Her hips swayed ever so slightly as she stepped forward, the apron doing little to hide the fullness of her chest or the smooth expanse of her skin.
Mikey's breath hitched.
Heat rose to his face as he instinctively clenched the arms of the chair.