Imperfect Angels #06

Bobbi's voice drops when she tells Madelyn about the older woman. How she spread for her anyway, slick and needy, even though she knew better. Her panties come down before the first kiss. Madelyn listens with her mouth slightly open, eyes darkening. They speak the same language now. Younger feels better. Tighter. Sweeter when it opens up. The talk slides closer on the couch until their knees touch. Then hands replace words. They leave the living room still half-dressed, breathing hard, and only stop when Madelyn pushes Bobbi back onto the bed. Sheets cool under skin. The door stays open. They stop pretending.