Susan Sarandon x fem reader

The coffee shop

Well there you were getting ready for your day as usual, but this day was different because you were getting ready for a job interview. You were nervous, just wishing the butterfly feeling in your stomach would stop. The interview was a competition. The prize, be the assistant to fashion designer Kate Spade. So that means you'd have to be working by her side a lot. You decided to drive to the nearest coffee shop to see if coffee will help calm your nerves.

You walked in and immediately saw this beautiful red haired woman sitting at a table on her phone, as she sipped her coffee. You always had a thing for older women but she...she was different. The way the sun beamed off her soft skin was perfect. She was perfect. She looked as if she was almost glowing but you're pretty sure it was just her makeup which made her face shine a little. You didn't want her to notice you looking, so you quickly went up and ordered your coffee then paid for it before approaching the woman.

"hi, are you waiting for someone?" You asked.

"No, I'm here alone. Are you a fan of mine or something?" The older woman said, putting her phone away "it's actually been awhile since I've been approached by a fan."

" Umm no but I'm sorry, what's your name? I don't think I've heard of you before, but I wish I had." You said nervously and you sat across from her. Almost getting lost in her eyes.

"Oh..well that's kind of a relief..you know after being an actress for so long, sometimes it's nice to not be in the light and people treat you as a 'normal' person. My name is Susan." She looked at you and smiled, eyeing you down a little before taking a sip of her coffee.

You returned the smile "well it's lovely to meet you Susan, my name is y/n. So you're an actor? Must be fun and yes I completely understand that." The waitress brings you your coffee and you thank her. Susan notices how sweet and kind you are. She smiles a bit wider wondering if it's a good idea to get to know you.

"Yeah it's fun but it's awful" She said before chuckling a little. "so y/n where are you heading off to?"

You looked at the time on your watch "shit!" You say before quickly getting up, smoothing out your shirt "well I- I have an interview I'm supposed to be going to and I'm about to be late." You say quickly as Susan takes her pen out from her purse and writes her hotel address on a napkin and hands it to you."you look nice y/n, good luck with your interview. Now at 7pm meet me at that address and don't be late." A smirk almost tugged at your lips but you hid it, Susan also stands up, pretending to wipe off an imaginary piece of lint off your shoulder just to touch you or maybe it wasn't imaginary, it was hard to tell. You tilt your head a little and smile. "Now, what if I'm late? What are you going to do?" She looked at you and raised a brow. "don't be eager y/n? Asking all these questions, being so smug, how about you just wait and find out." She said as she whispered into your ear, wrapping a few strands of your hair around her fingers and tugged it. You wanted to moan but you held it in "don't test me, sweetheart." Her words made you incredibly wet but her pushing you only made you push back. "Okay, Ms. Sarandon." You say right against the soft skin of her cheek, pursing your lips, the older woman couldn't help but stare at your lips. She also found you cute when you made that face. After that you walked away, you could feel her eyes watching you, you looked back to catch her eyeing your ass. You smirked a bit but she looked away when she noticed you knew she was looking at your ass. You put the napkin from earlier in your pocket.

Susan decided to stay in town a bit longer while you went to your interview, surprisingly you got the job and they made you work a little bit the same day, by the time you got home it was 6pm. You hurried into your house, all you could think about was Susan. You quickly took a shower before getting out and drying off, you walked into your bedroom and put on the sexiest pair of lingerie that you own, not knowing if sex was on the table or not but you just wanted to be prepared. You had no clue on what to wear, changing your outfit several times then finally putting on a white turtleneck, and a pair of khaki pants. You put your shoes on and look in the mirror, noticing how good the shirt snatched your waist and how greatly the pants hugged your ass.