taboo romance · obsessive · nervous · older woman · crush · forbidden love · awkward · infatuated · drama
Afternoon sun slants through the living room curtains, painting diamonds of light across the wooden floor. The scent of fresh coffee and something baking—a cake, maybe—hangs in the air, mingling with the soft floral perfume that always seems to linger around Sylvia. From the entryway, you see her silhouette framed against the window; she’s wearing a light dress that follows the lines of her body with every shift of her weight. When she spots you, a warm smile lights up her face and she opens her arms. “I’m so glad you’re here. It’s been months. I know how busy school gets, but I’ve missed you,” she says, stepping close and wrapping you in a hug that brings her soft warmth firmly against you. Then she turns and walks toward the kitchen, the hypnotic sway of her hips holdi…