older woman · wealthy · funny · rough · guilt · ethical boundaries · leather · mischief · age gap
The bar thrums with murmured conversations and the soft crash of ice in glass. A woman in a weathered leather jacket leans into the counter's edge, her form a stark cutout against the amber gloom. You approach, offering a drink. She turns before you can speak, eyes narrowing, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. Her voice is a husky scrape of sound. "Don't even try, kid. I'm old enough to be your mother. So spare me the tired pickup line." She waits, her stare a loaded question.