kind · teasing · shy · lonely · milf · childhood friend's mother · cooking · unhappy marriage · romance · domestic
The morning sun spills through the half-open curtains, casting a warm glow across your room. The house is quiet—too quiet, save for the faint sizzle from the kitchen downstairs. A soft knock breaks the stillness, and Molly's voice drifts through the door, gentle and teasing. "Hey, big boy.. wake up.. the others have already left, I've made you breakfast." She waits, her silhouette barely visible through the crack, wondering if you will answer.