Free Web NovelChapter 17: [17]: Pheromone Burst Unlocked, The Complex Pool
"That’s me." He spread his towel on the lounge next to hers. "Mind if I sit?"
"Free country." She returned to her book. Polite but not encouraging.
He settled in. Let the Charm Aura do its work, the subtle hum making him seem more approachable, more worth talking to than the skinny kid she probably remembered.
After a few minutes: "You work nights at the hospital, right?"
She glanced over. Surprised he knew. "County General, yes. ER nurse. How did you—"
"My mom was a nurse. I recognize the schedule. You always look like you’re coming off a double shift when I see you in the mornings."
Something softened in her expression. "Your mom was a nurse?"
"Is. We don’t talk much anymore. Long story."
"I’m sorry." She set the book down. Actually looked at him now really looked, for the first time. "That must be hard."
"It is what it is." He shrugged. "Must be tough doing what you do. Night shifts, I mean. The hours wreck your social life."
Margaret laughed. Short, genuine. "What social life? I’m thirty-eight, divorced, and my best friend is my cat. Very glamorous."
"Divorced?"
"Three years now. He wanted kids. I couldn’t..." She trailed off. Looked away. "Medical complications. He found someone who could give him what he wanted."
"That’s awful."
"It’s life." She shrugged, but her jaw was tight. "Anyway. I’m not complaining. I have my work. My cat. Wine. The occasional pool day." She gestured at the water. "It’s enough."
"Is it?"
The question hung in the air between them. She stared at him, dark eyes searching his face for what? Judgment? Pity? Something else?
"No," she admitted quietly. "It’s not. But it’s what I have."
```
[Target: Margaret Chen]
[→ Divorced (3 years)]
[→ Infertility trauma]
[→ Ex-husband left her for fertility]
[→ Professionally fulfilled, personally isolated]
[→ Suppressed Desire Level: 61% → 67%
(Spiked during vulnerable sharing)]
[Taming Progress: 5% → 10%]
[Recommendation: Continue building rapport
DO NOT rush physical contact]
[Caregiver types require emotional trust first] fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
```
He spent the next hour talking to her. About nothing and everything. Work. The complex. The terrible water pressure in the showers. Her favorite takeout place (Thai, three blocks east). His disaster of a love life (edited version). Her cat’s name (Biscuit, because he was orange and round).
It was easy. Natural. She was warm in a way Elena wasn’t open, funny, self-deprecating. Where Elena froze people out, Margaret welcomed them in and then kept them at arm’s length with kindness.
Different defense mechanism. Same loneliness underneath.
"I should go," she said finally, gathering her things. "Night shift tonight. Need to squeeze in a nap before."
"Right. Of course."
She stood. Towed off. He tried not to stare at the way the wet suit clung to her body the curve of her ass, the swell of her breasts, the strip of skin visible where the suit had shifted.
He failed.
She caught him looking. Raised an eyebrow.
But she didn’t seem offended. If anything, there was a flicker of something in her expression. Surprise? Pleasure?
"It was nice talking to you, Lucas."
"You too, Margaret."
"Maggie," she corrected. "My friends call me Maggie."
"Goodnight, Maggie."
She smiled. real, warm, tired and walked away. He watched her go, the sway of her hips in that wet one-piece, her auburn hair dark against her shoulders.
```
[MILF RADAR UPDATE]
[Target Margaret Chen: Distance increasing]
[Desire Level: 67% (Suppressed)]
[Taming Progress: 10%]
[Phase Status: PHASE 0 → PHASE 1 (Auto-initiated)]
[Contact Required: 3 conversations (1/3 complete)]
[Current Harem Status:
[→ Elena Vance: 88% Tamed (Phase 4 Complete)]
[→ Margaret Chen: 10% Tamed (Phase 1 Active)]
[SYSTEM NOTE: Managing multiple targets
simultaneously is an advanced technique.]
[Recommendation: Proceed with caution.]
[Jealousy events may trigger if targets discover each other.]
[WARNING: Elena’s apartment is on the
ground floor. Margaret’s unit (3C) is directly
below yours. Proximity = Risk.]
```
"Great," Lucas muttered. "What could go wrong?"
---
He went back to his apartment. Checked the time. 6 PM, three hours until Elena got home. Opened the TP Shop.
```
[NEWLY AVAILABLE (Rank 3 Unlocked)]
Pheromone Burst Lv.1: 500 TP ❌
Voice of Persuasion: 750 TP ❌
Aphrodisiac Saliva: 400 TP ❌
Current TP: 520
```
He could afford Pheromone Burst. It would make future encounters easier. drop resistance, spike arousal. Very useful for a C-rank target like Maggie.
But 500 TP was a lot. And he still needed Recovery Boost for stamina management.
"System, what’s the exact effect of Pheromone Burst?"
```
[PHEROMONE BURST (Lv.1)]
[Cost: 20 Energy per use]
[Cooldown: 30 minutes]
[Effect: Target within 5m becomes aroused.]
[Resistance drops 30% for 10 minutes.]
[Does not override consent just makes
them hornier and more open to suggestion.]
[Target will be aware of sudden arousal.
May cause suspicion if used repeatedly.]
Best for: Breaking through initial resistance
Creating opportunity for physical contact]
```
"Subtle."
Subtlety is for later ranks, Master. You’re Rank 3. Brute force charm is your current toolkit.
"Fair enough. Purchase Pheromone Burst."
```
[✅ PHEROMONE BURST (Lv.1) PURCHASED]
[Cost: -500 TP]
[Remaining TP: 20]
```
He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about two women.
Elena: ice turned to fire, wild and hungry and insatiable, riding his cock like she was making up for three lost years.
Maggie: warm and tired and lonely, smiling at him by the pool like he’d given her something precious just by listening.
Two different women. Two different approaches. Two different kinds of need.
And he was going to satisfy both.
His phone buzzed.
Elena: Running late. Showing went overtime. Don’t wait up 😘
Then, a minute later:
Elena: Actually wait up. I want to see you tonight. I always want to see you now. Is that weird?
Lucas: Not weird. I feel the same way.
Elena: Good. Because I can’t stop thinking about you. About us. About what you’ve done to me.
Lucas: What have I done to you?
Elena: Made me feel alive again. Made me feel like a woman instead of a ghost. I’m walking around this empty house thinking about your cock and I can’t focus. Is this what being obsessed feels like?
Lucas: Yes. And it only gets worse.
Elena: God, I hope so.
He put the phone down. Smiled.
Then another message—from an unknown number.
Unknown: Hey, it’s Maggie. From the pool. Got your number from the emergency contact list (landlord privilege, don’t tell). Just wanted to say I enjoyed talking today. It’s been a while since I had a real conversation. 🐱
Lucas: I enjoyed it too, Maggie. We should do it again sometime.
Maggie: Maybe? My schedule is crazy but I’m off Thursday night if you want to grab that Thai food I mentioned.
Lucas: It’s a date.
Maggie: Not a date! Just neighbors getting food! 😅
Lucas: Sure, Maggie. Just neighbors. 👀
Maggie: You’re trouble, aren’t you?
Lucas: You have no idea.
He set the phone on his nightstand and closed his eyes.
Thursday with Maggie. Tonight with Elena.
The system hummed approvingly in his mind.
```
[WEEKLY CHALLENGE PROGRESS]
["Tame a new milf" → Target identified]
[Status: Phase 1 initiated]
[Progress: 10%]
[Bonus: +500 TP on completion]
[TIME REMAINING: 5 days]
```
"Five days to tame Maggie Chen," he muttered. "No pressure."
His cock was already getting hard again just thinking about it.
---
```
[MASTER: Lucas Wright]
[RANK: Seducer (Rank 3)]
[VITALITY: 20/100]
[STAMINA: 55/100]
[CHARISMA: 15/100]
[VIRILITY: 10/100]
[SEDUCTION: 13/100]
[TP: 20]
[MILFS TAMED: 0 (Elena: Phase 4 ✓)]
[ENERGY: 150/150]
│
[ACTIVE TARGETS:]
[→ Elena Vance: 88% | Phase 5 Ready]
[→ Margaret Chen: 10% | Phase 1]
[ABILITIES:]
[Milf Radar (Passive)]
[Charm Aura Lv.2 (Passive)]
[Pleasure Touch (Active)]
[Pheromone Burst (Active)]
[Confident Stride (Passive)] frёewebηovel.cѳm
```
Phase 5 with Elena. Phase 1 with Maggie. A thousand TP up for grabs. And the System whispering in his ear that this was only the beginning.
The MILF Tamer was just getting started.
