Chapter 164
City of Tienhai. Café "Auntie's Embrace." Yo.
A respectable establishment, even by Tienhai's standards, this café had never known silence since its opening day. Whether it's the excellent chefs or the top-notch service, it's hard to say. Though any man knows exactly why the café enjoys such wild popularity: the waitresses. They're like magnets, drawing in men of all ages, from teenagers to seasoned gentlemen. No, there are hardly any young girls on staff, but there's another killer force—aunties in their prime. No revealing outfits or vulgar flirting, but the women here don't need that. They know their worth, masterfully wield subtle feminine charms, and I suspect they've taken specialized courses in psychology.
*"I might as well admit it—I've always had a thing for older women..."*—as evidenced by my early fascination with ladies like Kaya, Shizuka, and Ursa.
*"Would you like anything else, Sir?"* the waitress assigned to me asked in a sultry voice.
*"Pour me some more tea,"* I replied. What a stellar staff! Her warm, inviting smile never left her lips, and her body language screamed obedience. Where did they find so many skilled women? Most importantly, in all the café's years, not a single rumor of intimate relations has surfaced. From what I know, if anyone oversteps, they're promptly shown the door. There are invisible boundaries here, and crossing them lands you on the blacklist fast.
*"Anything you desire, Sir,"* she said, gracefully bowing and leaning forward slightly to refill my tea. The pleasant scent of her perfume tickled my nose, and my eyes caught the bounce of her chest as she moved. And there was plenty to bounce!
*"I think I finally understand the poor souls who come here several times a week..."* Even I, hardened to female beauty, felt a bit tight in the pants.
Fifteen minutes later, the first candidate for my secretary position joined me. Of course, this wasn't the ideal spot for an interview, but I'm used to combining business with pleasure.
*"Senator Yo, greetings!"* a well-preserved man said, repeatedly glancing around as if by accident. He'd likely never heard of this café. Immediate strike. If women distract him more than a new job, we're not a match. After a few routine questions, I politely dismissed him. He only seemed to realize his mistake at the very end.