Lesbian Triangles #03 - Remastered

Kyla lingers on the park bench while her coach Regina Sharp runs through her usual routine. Sweat gathers along the older woman’s collarbone, darkening her sports bra. When Kyla leans in, hungry, Regina’s mouth tightens. “Not happening,” she says, stepping back, wiping her palms on her thighs. Kyla chews her lip, tries another angle. “Show my mom how you train,” she blurts, phone already out. Regina hesitates, then nods. March 10th, 2010. Nicole Moore steps into the quiet locker room later, towel draped over her shoulder. Regina’s back is to her, nude from the waist up, shrugging a fresh sports bra down over her breasts. Full, warm, flushed from the shower. Nicole’s gaze traces every line of toned muscle before Regina senses the eyes on her and turns. The corner of her mouth lifts, unapologetic. “Kyla told you to find me here?” she asks, voice low, no rush to cover herself.