Perfect Fit - Scene 1

November 4th, 2011. She walks into the room like she already owns it. Mature. Full breasts pushing against her blouse. Ink traces across her shoulders and down one arm. The younger woman waits on the bed. Their mouths meet. No hesitation. Tongues slide. Hands move under clothes. Fingers trace warm skin until they find wet heat. She parts her thighs. Two fingers slip inside. Steady strokes. A thumb circles the swollen clit. The tattooed woman watches her face, eyes dark with want. She curls her fingers just right. The younger woman gasps, hips rising to meet each thrust. More pressure. Deeper. Her back arches. She comes hard, mouth open, clutching the sheets. The older woman doesn’t stop until every last tremor fades.