God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

The white pasta that I found in the fridge, which I was expecting to be decent, was actually a one-of-a-kind dish where I experienced different flavours and textures that I didn't even know could be used in a simple pasta dish, which made me lick off my empty plate after finishing everything in a few spoons because of how tasty it was.

I was wondering why my mother's cooking improved so well to the point she could even compete with me for only that one dish of pasta and that she specialised in making any type of pasta dish, but it turns out that it wasn't her that made it and was our neighbour next door, who was most likely the next person the Gods had their eyes on.

I was already curious about the person who made such a good pasta dish and wanted to see if I could possibly get the recipe from them to try cooking it myself.

And now that I knew that she was the Milf I needed to 'play' around with, I didn't waste any time and quickly brushed my teeth, took a shower, put on a fresh set of casual but neat clothes, groomed my hair, and put on some perfume so that I could make myself presentable to the lady next door.

I then went downstairs, picked up the container on the table, went out of the house, locked the door in a jiffy, and was currently standing right in front of the medium-sized modern house that was right opposite to mine which had a lovely little garden in the front that looked quite well maintained.

I didn't ring the bell at the gate and directly went inside the premises, standing right at my neighbour's doorstep with her lunch box in my hand so that I could appear more familiar to her as her neighbour.

And after making sure that my white shirt with folded sleeves and black pants that I managed to salvage from my former self's closet didn't have any wrinkles, and after clearing my throat so that I didn't stutter at the start of my introduction, I rang my neighbour's doorbell and waited for her arrival, excited to know just what type of person could make such a high quality dish.

Ping-Pong!

Immediately after I rung the doorbell, I could hear footsteps coming towards the door, which let me avoid the embarrassing situation of getting ready for someone who wasn't even at home.

Thud~ Thud~ Thud~

And judging by how soft the footsteps were, it was definitely a woman that was approaching me and not anyone else, which made me straighten up so that I could leave a favourable first impression on her.

Creak~ Open~

And just like that, the door of my neighbour's house opened, and I got to see just who it was that could actually give me competition when it came to food and the one selected by the Gods to be part of my trial to Godhood.

"Damn...She's beautiful..."

I unconsciously muttered under my breath when I saw the woman before me who was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a pure white blouse and was currently looking at me with a curious gaze in her beautiful blue eyes that made her look like a smart and well-mannered lady that radiated the aura of a mature and responsible adult.

I already knew that all the candidates in the trial would be Heavenly Beauties that couldn't be matched by mere mortals and could actually compete with the Gods in terms of looks. But I was still surprised when I saw the lady before me and wondered just how many drop-dead gorgeous women this word had to offer, until it ran out of all the beauty that existed in this world.

The ravishingly astonishing lady before me, that I was praising so much, had raven black hair that curled inwards all the way down to her slender shoulder, light blue eyes that excluded the gentle and refined charm of an adult woman who was at the peak of her beauty, and tender pink lips that went perfectly with her ivory white skin, which made her glow like a pearl in the deep sea.

She also wasn't simply beautiful to the point that she could even compete with my mother in terms of looks, when I had thought that my mother was the most beautiful girl that had ever walked this world, she also had an amazing body with bountiful breasts that peaked out of her blouse and displayed her ravishing cleavage, a thick ass that made the back of her jeans pop out, and a slender waist that emphasised the rest of the seductive curves on her body.

She also wore a pair of metal earrings that dangled off her small ears that completed her entire look, which resembled that of a bewitching pearl on top of a white tulip, which would even make the Gods sigh at how gorgeous she was.

And unlike my mother, who only looked like a mature adult but was actually a playful kid on the inside who liked to have fun with whatever she was doing and was shameful enough to have tantrums with her own son, the lady before me looked and excluded the aura of a responsible adult who knew how to carefully handle any situation properly and had the ability to deal with any problem that was thrown at her with elegance and grace.

[The Gods are interested in your next-door neighbour, Camila Alvarez]

And with the prompt from the Gods that confirmed that the beautiful lady named Camila was one of the chosen candidates, I didn't think too much about how to go forth with my first impression on her and decided to use the method that I'm pretty sure every single man has thought of trying on their next door neighbour or friend's mom at least once in their lifetime before, which has a success rate of giving a better first impression on the other depending on how you implement and act it out.

And as someone who has used this method several times before to impress the older ladies back when I was a child at the orphanage, I was pretty confident that it could have some effect on Miss Camila, no matter how unimpenetrable her defences may be.