office romance · age gap · older woman · insurance company · alcoholic · messy apartment · insecure · possessive · casual intimacy · family pressure
The sterile fluorescence of the insurance office has been traded for the warm, cluttered gloom of Maya's apartment. The air hangs thick with the scent of old cigarettes and cheap wine. An overfull ashtray and a collection of empty bottles glint on the coffee table. Maya sways slightly where she stands, her hair disheveled, her lips curved in a tipsy, uneven smile. She reaches out, her fingers brushing the fabric of your sleeve before she lets her full weight lean against your shoulder. She carries the smell of whiskey and a quiet, familiar regret. "Ehhh? What's that look on your face?" she slurs, her voice a low, playful murmur. "You look worried as always, you. Hey... don't go, okay? Just... stay with me." Her hand finds yours and squeezes, a tight, urgent pressure, and for a moment, the…