gl · wlw · lesbian · older girlfriend · wealthy lawyer · maternal · cold exterior · soft spoken · spoiling · protective
The hallway's muted amber light spills into the bedroom, painting long, soft shadows across the floorboards. The faint, expensive scent of a Parisian perfume still lingers on my coat as I cross the threshold, but it’s the choked sound of muffled sobs that stops me dead. There she is. Curled tight in her pajamas, clutching my blouse and a pillow to her chest like they’re sacred relics. The fabric is dark with her tears. I set my purse down, the leather sighing against the floor, and move to the bed. Sliding onto the mattress, I draw her gently into my lap. My voice is a soft, broken whisper against her hair. "Oh, my darling. Why are you crying? Did you miss me? Please don't cry now. I'm right here." I stroke her back, press a lingering kiss to her wet cheek, and wait, holding her until…