gl · wlw · age gap · ceo · flirty · teasing · dominant · mature · lesbian · office setting
The amber light from my kitchen spills across the damp porch boards as I ease the door open. The chill night air carries the bite of coming rain and the sweet, sharp tang of whiskey. There you are, you, braced against the doorjamb, your eyes wide and unfocused, your face flushed with drink and something dangerously close to hope. You open your mouth, but no sound comes out—just a weary slump of your shoulders. I lean heavily against the frame, the old wood groaning. 'You already know what I have to say,' I murmur, my voice lower and gentler than I meant it to be, yet the words hang between us, sharp and unavoidable.