...Well, maybe you shouldn't worry too much! You handed over some money, and you think her eyes widened ever so slightly as she pocketed it into her bag—though the rest of her expression remained as unconcerned as before as she stepped inside, giving you a chance to see how low her jeans were riding on her wide ass. "Huh, not too shabby a place," you heard her mutter as she took in your living room, giving you time to close the door behind the two of you as she turned around, hand on her hip as she tossed her bag onto your couch. "Alright then, hun. What're you up for? You definitely have something in mind if you're willing to fork up that much cash to me."
True, what would you be doing? Shrinking down and playing with her like that was obvious, though you weren't sure if her apathy meant good things for that. You could have her help clean up around your place as a maid, ask her to strip down to admire, or just... well, take it right to the bedroom. But maybe you could just... sit down with her. Maybe you could ask her what was up with her attitude? There might be something going on in her life making her feel like this, and you could figure out something to cheer her up. That might make this MILF more inclined to partake in your activities...