SSS NETORI SYSTEM: I Stole Every Milf Around Me!

Nyle sat down beside her and forced a neutral expression as though everything was normal — nothing unusual. Fiona’s face was flushed, her thighs rubbing instinctively.

’Agh, why do I feel so horny right now?’ she thought, staring down. ’I need to—’

"Ma’am, what happened? Are you alright?" Nyle asked, interrupting her thoughts as he leaned forward with a concerned expression.

Fiona shifted her gaze to meet his. "Uh... y-yes, I’m fine, it’s nothing. Heh..." she stammered with a nervous expression.

He calmly reached out and took her hand gently between both of his. "Oh no you’re hot — I-I mean, you’re burning."

Nyle stood, took her glass, and hurried to the kitchen to bring her a fresh glass of water.

’W-wait, did he just call me hot?’ she wondered, her expression a mix of surprise and confusion.

"Here, have some water, teacher," he said, handing her the glass of water with ice cubes in it.

Fiona accepted the glass and began sipping slowly, hoping it would calm her mind and her heated body.

Little did she know that Nyle had secretly mixed another aphrodisiac capsule into the water until it had dissolved completely — which only took a couple of seconds.

*Glug-Glug*

"Haah... feels better now," she said, wiping her lips with her arm.

"Status," Nyle whispered under his breath.

A blue rectangular vertical holographic screen appeared beside her.

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<{ INSPECT }>

Name: Fiona Fernaze

Age: 29

HP: 2000/2000

Attraction: 95%

Loyalty: 0%

Lust: 50%

Description: A sexually frustrated housewife, who hides her forbidden desires beneath endless household chores, cooking, and the pages of medieval storybooks.

<[ SEX_LIFE: UNSATISFIED ]>

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"Nyle, are you looking at me?" she asked, her eyes meeting his.

He abruptly shifted his gaze and replied with a soft shake of his head. "No, there was a crow a few seconds ago at the window."

Fiona turned to look.

"Where?" she asked.

Nyle sighed. "Obviously, it flew away."

"You know, my favourite bird is the woodpecker," she said, her tone warm and playful.

"Oh, I like it too," he replied, smiling.

The normal conversation between them once again began to flow, but it didn’t last long. Soon her body began to heat up — not slowly, but rapidly. Her smile faded instantly, replaced by clear nervousness.

’Fuck, I have to go now or I’ll...’ she muttered to herself.

"...and I got fired from my delivery job, but by God’s grace, I found a—"

Before he could complete his sentence, Fiona interrupted him.

"Nyle, I just remembered, I... have an important unfinished thing to do. We’ll talk later, bye," she said, hurrying toward the exit door.

She slammed it shut behind her with a hard thud.

*THUD*

Nyle sat there speechless.

Seconds later, he heard her apartment door slam shut.

"Shit, I shouldn’t have given her double," he murmured.

He stood up, walked over, opened it, and stared at her door across the hall. "Is she alright?" he wondered.

Ten minutes later.

Nyle checked again.

Growing curious, he stepped closer and pressed his eye to her peephole.

It was shut from the inside.

"Damn it, she closed it," he muttered.

As Nyle was returning to his own door, a man wearing a yellow cap and carrying a paper bag came up the stairs, heading toward him.

Nyle quickly stepped inside and shut the door, but kept peeking through the peephole.

The man wore a yellow cap and a matching yellow T-shirt with the company logo printed on the front and back that read "Quickbynit".

It was a service known for its fast home deliveries, including groceries, utensils, and even adult products.

Fiona opened the door, enough to reveal half of her body.

A deep noticeable blush spread across her face, as she fought to keep a normal expression.

"Status," he whispered to himself.

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<{ INSPECT }>

Name: Fiona Fernaze

Age: 29

HP: 2000/2000

Attraction: 98%

Loyalty: 1%

Lust: 93%

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The delivery guy nodded, confirming the one-time password, then handed her the sealed bag.

She took it with a nervous smile and shut the door hard.

Five minutes later, Nyle moved again. This time he pressed his ear to her door. Yet he heard not a single sound. His suspicions only grew heavier.

What could she have ordered?

After all, they had both come from the same village and attended the same school, one teacher and another student. They shared that typical villager’s mindset of saving every penny until something was truly important.

Given that, normal deliveries were rarely on their list — unless it was something very important and very private.

*Sigh~*

Nyle returned to his apartment.

He cooked his lunch, finished his chores, washed himself, washed his clothes, and hung them over a rope on the balcony.

Wearing a white towel around his waist, he stood before the framed wall mirror beneath the ceiling fan and began striking body building poses: front double biceps, reer double biceps etc.

Just then.

*KNOCK-KNOCK*

"Huh? Who’s there?" he said, turning toward the door.

Nyle opened it and found Fiona standing there, her bangs covering her eyes.

She had changed her outfit.

A fitted brown T-shirt printed with the bold text "MILK ME" above a cartoonish cow graphic, paired with tight black running shorts with white stripes running down the sides.

Damn, not this shorts.

"Is everything okay, ma’am?" he asked, his tone low.

Fiona nodded but didn’t say a word. Nyle’s gaze dropped instinctively to her huge breasts, her nipples stiff and poking prominently against the thin fabric.

Saliva pooled in his mouth and he swallowed hard.

For a moment, an awkward silence hung between them — neither moved. Finally, Nyle broke it.

"Please, come inside," he said, his tone warm yet slightly unsteady.

Fiona stepped inside. The door closed behind her with a soft click.

*Click-CLICK*

"Nyle..." she said softly, her voice low. "Will you... ahm..."

He turned and gazed at her long hair cascading down her back, the tips brushing against her ass.

"Yes? What is it?" Nyle asked, stepping closer.

Fiona clenched her fists at her sides, her head dipping as heat flooded her cheeks.

"W-will you fuck me?" she stammered.