Chapter 2: Building Tension
May's apartment looked like the home of a rebellious, free-spirited young artist. The main living space echoed the vivid colors of neon-lit streets on acid trips, mirroring her vibrant personality and sexuality. Pop art posters of feminists and LGBTQ+ icons adorned her walls alongside custom-made lesbian themed canvases that reflected her confident queerness. The aroma of expensive vanilla candles permeated her bachelor pad in hazy wafts, combining with the ambient music to form a safe haven for the independent woman.
May leaned back on her oversized, velvet couch with a large glass of Merlot, swirling it gently as she watched Jess sprawl out on the floor, flicking through channels absentmindedly.
With her athletic frame angled just so, a tantalizing glimpse of May's black lace lingerie was exposed by the low-cut, white cotton tank top she wore. She crossed her impossibly long legs, smooth and bare from the sun-kissed calves to the delicate ankles.