Leonardo woke up with his heart racing. The events of the previous night didn't feel like a dream. The system was still there, its interface floating before his eyes, confirming that everything was real: the awakening of his abilities, the scan on Natalia, and the first successful Psychic Infiltration.
He had made a woman climax in a dream.
A real woman, the mother of his worst enemy.
While showering, Leonardo stared at his reflection. He was still the same skinny kid as before, but something had changed.
The look in his eyes, the way he moved, he could feel power coursing through his veins.
Today's plan was simple: get closer to Natalia. Not directly, of course. That would scare off any woman.
Besides, a MILF with a complicated background like hers required more than bold words. She needed attention, charm, respect, and little by little, subtle doses of seduction. That way, the seed of corruption would take root without resistance.
Leonardo put on a white dress shirt, the cleanest one he had, and a pair of jeans without holes. He applied a bit of cheap cologne and practiced his smile in the mirror: confident, but gentle.
He couldn't look predatory, not yet.
At 3:30 PM, he left the house with his heart pounding. Natalia's house was just a few blocks away.
On the way, he rehearsed his speech. He couldn't seem desperate; he needed a legitimate reason to be there.
When Leonardo reached her gate, he saw it slightly ajar and a small sign that read "Beauty Services – Book Your Appointment." She worked from home, perfect.
He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. A few seconds passed before the door opened, revealing Natalia.
She wore a simple dress that hugged her body. Her black hair was loose, and her lightly made-up face showed subtle surprise. Her brown eyes narrowed when she saw him.
"Leonardo?" her voice carried a hint of discomfort. "What are you doing here?"
Leonardo kept his smile.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Natalia. Sorry to show up unannounced."
"I saw the little sign for the beauty services and remembered my mom used to speak highly of you. She asked me to see if you still offer facial cleanings, she wants to schedule one next week."
Natalia crossed her arms.
"Your mom? I haven't seen her in a while…"
"Yeah, she's been working a lot, but she always says you've got miracle hands."
The woman seemed to relax a bit. Pride lowered her guard.
Always good to massage the ego.
"That's nice to hear. Tell her she can message me. My number's on the sign at the gate."
Leonardo made a fake disappointed face. "Ah… so I can't book it in person?"
She raised an eyebrow. "You want to schedule your mom's appointment personally?"
"Actually, I was hoping I could get a facial cleaning myself. I've never had one, but I got curious. Maybe it'd be good for my self-esteem," he said with an awkward smile, playing up the shyness.
Natalia hesitated. "You want an aesthetic procedure?"
"Why not? It's self-care, right?" he replied casually. "Or do you only work with women?"
She shook her head, almost laughing. "No, of course not. You just caught me off guard. Most of your classmates don't really care about this stuff."
Leonardo laughed, even though he knew she was right.
"That's exactly why I want to be different."
Natalia looked at him for a few seconds, thoughtful. Then she shrugged and opened the door wider. "Come in, but only because I have an open slot right now. I usually don't take walk-ins."
"I promise I won't be any trouble," Leonardo said as he stepped inside calmly, eyes analyzing everything.
As soon as she turned her back, Leonardo nearly lost his breath.
Natalia's ass was large, round, and swayed inside the tight dress as if it were teasing him on purpose.
Her thick thighs showed between her steps, firm and well taken care of, and the clinging fabric highlighted every curve like it was begging to be pulled.
The neckline was deep, letting her breasts rest freely, drawing attention with every movement.
Her perfume seemed to stick in the air.
I can't think about this right now. If I get hard and she notices, the mission is ruined. I need to win her over little by little.
The house was clean and fragrant, with simple but tasteful decor. The service room was in the back, separated from the rest of the house. There was a treatment table, cabinets filled with creams and equipment, and soft jazz music playing.
"Lie down here. I'll do a basic cleaning, okay?" Natalia grabbed gloves and utensils.
Leonardo obeyed. As she prepared the materials, he discreetly activated the "Scan" ability.
[Natalia Silva – Emotional Status: Curious. Slightly uncomfortable. Residual libido from Psychic Infiltration: 14%. Interest in Leonardo: 3%. Resistance: 75%]
He smiled inwardly. The percentage was low, but it was there and that was all he needed.
"You know, it's funny being here," he said as she put on gloves. "I never thought I'd have the courage."
"Courage for what?"
"To take care of myself, to allow myself a moment like this. Especially with such a beautiful woman attending to me."
Natalia stopped and looked at him for a second, then scoffed.
"Are you flirting with me now?"
"Just giving an honest compliment," he replied lightly. "If I offended you, I apologize."
"You didn't offend me. Just caught me off guard."
She turned on the steam machine and began the facial with firm but careful movements. Her touch was professional, but Leonardo could feel the warmth of her presence. Her perfume was soft and sweet.
"Your son must be lucky," he said. "To have such a dedicated and beautiful mother. I bet all his friends are jealous."
Natalia laughed, a little embarrassed.
"You're exaggerating."
"I swear I'm not. Vitor's an asshole, but if you were my mom, I'd treat you with more care."
Her gaze faltered for a moment. She sensed something there, a wound.
"You know Vitor, huh?" she said, testing the waters.
"Unfortunately. He's always trying to humiliate me at school just because I'm different."
"Different how?"
Leonardo hesitated for a moment. It was the right time to open a wound.
"Because I like older women like you. That became a joke among them, and now they use it to humiliate me."
Natalia paused the procedure for a moment. The room went silent.
"So what are you doing here? Is this some kind of prank?"
"Of course not," he said sincerely. "I'm here because I saw a chance to be heard, to be cared for, to be respected. Because maybe the only thing wrong with me is wanting women who know what they want."
She stepped back, taking a deep breath.
"This is crazy."
"Maybe, but life's hurt me so much, I stopped fearing looking crazy."
Silence lingered for a few seconds.
"All done," she said with a dry tone. "Your skin will improve with more sessions."
Leonardo sat up slowly. His face still damp, but his gaze firm.
"Thank you, really. For the treatment and for listening to me."
She avoided his eyes.
"I'm a professional. I do my job."
Leonardo stood, pulled out his wallet, and took out a twenty-dollar bill.
"Will this cover it?"
"It will."
He handed her the bill, but instead of just passing it, he held her fingers a second longer. She pulled her hand back, startled.
"Sorry, reflex," Leonardo said with a discreet smile.
She didn't reply, just put the money away.
Leonardo walked to the door, but before leaving, turned back.
"By the way… if you ever need help with something around the house, anything at all, just let me know. I'm always passing by. I'm good with repairs and stuff."
Natalia crossed her arms, skeptical.
"You're offering to be my handyman?"
"If you give me the chance, yes."
She laughed—for the first time—naturally.
"Alright. We'll see."
As he was saying goodbye, Leonardo couldn't resist one last look. Natalia was leaning against the door, and the late afternoon light outlined every curve of her body with perfection.
The tight dress hugged her slim waist and accentuated her wide hips, which seemed even more provocative in that relaxed posture.
Her large, firm breasts rose and fell slowly with her breath, almost spilling out of the neckline she didn't even try to adjust.
Her toned, smooth legs ended in a pair of bare feet with well-groomed nails. A small detail, but one that made everything even more exciting.
It was the kind of body that screamed for attention, even when she tried to keep composed.
Leonardo bit his lip discreetly.
She was pure sin standing at the door.
He left the house and walked to the corner before opening the system.
[Natalia Silva – Current Status: Intrigued. Libido: 21%. Interest in Leonardo: 7%. Resistance: 68%]
[Diabolical Initiation Mission: Progress – 2/5]
Leonardo smiled, the trap was set.
"This is going to be fun…"