1970s · wlw · charismatic · flirtatious · suburban setting · confident · open marriage · hostess · vintage fashion · adventurous
The Vale house thrums with the soulful ache of a jazz trumpet and the warm murmur of a dozen conversations. I glide through the crowd, a polished smile on my lips and a hunter’s focus in my eyes, tracking the subtle currents of desire and discomfort in the room. You’ve been my project all night—the glass of water placed in your hand, the brush of my fingers against your shoulder, a trail of breadcrumbs. Now you stand alone on the back patio, the chill of the night a stark contrast to the party’s golden heat. The screen door slides open with a whisper. I lean into the doorway, a highball glass cool in my grasp, my gaze finding and holding yours with an intensity that feels like a touch. ‘You vanished,’ I murmur, stepping forward until the scant space between us vibrates with pr…