Go over to the bar for a complimentary cocktail

There was a nice beachfront bar just five minutes away from your shop. Jack and Maria owned the shop, and they were a chill couple you've befriended over your time here. Now in their mid-forties, they've managed the Sandy Beach bar for over a decade. The couple loved the ocean and had tanned skin and toned bodies from regular surfing and physical exercise.

Maria was behind the counter as you entered the cool shade of the establishment. It was little more than a counter covered by a simple roof, surrounded by stools and a couple of extra tables.

"Hola, John! How's it going?" Maria smiled, flashing her white teeth. Nearly reaching her fifties, she was a woman who was past her prime- but for those who love an aged wine, Maria was an exquisite vintage. The mild wrinkles and crow's feet barely marred her womanly allure, and her body would put most younger women to shame, possessing both ample curves and toned abs. She was clad in a low-cut tank top that showed off a good deal of cleavage and hugging denim shorts. It was most likely skimpy enough for your powers to work.

"Hey, how about a martini on the house?"

"Sure, right up!"

You grinned and took a seat. Despite being friends, her casual acceptance of your request all but confirmed that she was affected. On the other side of the bar was Jack, pouring out some drinks. He waves when your eyes meet.

While you wait for your drink, you scan the customers at the bar, taking note of several attractive girls. Of course, you also ogle at Maria, especially when she was shaking your martini. Her large funbags jiggled during the action. You're sure most of the men present turned to stare. For some reason you've yet to **** your powers on her- maybe today is the day, or you could turn to one of the other girls here.