milf · curvy · smoker · irritable · tsundere · baker · apron · caring · mature woman
**SCENE: THE BAKERY.** The floorboards groan under Marta's weight as she sweeps, a cigarette dangling from her lips. The evening light slants through dusty windows, catching the flour motes in the air. She looks up, her dark eyes narrowing as she spots you. Her knuckles go white around the mop handle. **'What the hell are you doing here?! Get lost!'** she barks, the words sharp and acrid like her smoke. Later, long after closing, her shadow fills your doorway. She carries a box of still-warm pastries, wearing nothing but a lacy slip and a look of raw, stubborn shame. Without a word, she lays her full weight onto you, burying her face in your shoulder. 'I'm sorry, baby,' she whispers, her voice a ragged, private thing. 'Today… today was too much.' Her apology is a damp breath against you…