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    I thought we could spend the evening together… PT12

    Tina’s fingers slowly began to unbutton Bette’s white collarless shirt, gently spreading the material as each button left its hole of security, she allowed her fingertips to gently tease the unveiling curvy skin, as her eyes glanced down viewing the unfolding scenery, she involuntarily licked her lips, she looked back into Bette’s eyes who had seen the action, causing an intake of breath as a response.

    As the unfurling valley came into full view, Tina allowed her breath to escape, her low voice uttering the thoughts passing through her mind, “baby, remind me to send a letter of thanks and appreciation!”

    Bette took a moment to register what Tina had said, with a creased brow of not understanding Bette said, “what T? A letter to who?” Her thoughts wondering whether Tina’s mind was wandering to some chore she had to see to.

    Tina smiled up at Bette, her eyes glistening with pure unadulterated pleasure at her current assignment. “The woman who invented the front opening bra, because it could only have been an appreciative woman who could possibly think about what a wondrous sight it is when there is an amazing vision beholden by lace that can slowly open to spill the contents so gracefully into my hands.”

    Bette’s head rolled back as her eyes made the same motion, before closing slowly as the impact of the words hit her full force, the grateful worship that Tina was bestowing upon her making her powerless to do anything but receive the attention in the manner it was being bequeathed, with slow deliberation and appreciation.

    With all the buttons separated, the shirt spread wide, the view before Tina took her breath away, her love leaning back on the desk, her hands gripping the edge of the desk for stability, the rounded breasts ensconced in cream lace, the curves accentuated by the position Bette was seated, the flawless abdomen tense, leading down to Tina’s undoing those jeans.

    Since her first view of the 501′s being slowly pulled over the lithe legs this morning, Tina couldn’t stop looking and touching, she hadn’t been affected by something Bette wore for a long time, ‘had she even been noticing what she was wearing’, probably not, she thought, but today her appreciation was at its upper limit and it was affecting her deeply, it felt like controlling an addiction of a drug she couldn’t get enough of, she had to have it within her grasp, to control it, before it consumed her.

    Comments

    1. OMG….I’m totally blue in the head, I haven’t breathed since page one LOL…..This is absolutely not getting too soppy and mushy!!! I love it and please, no more angst is needed, they have definitely learned there lesson. More please and don’t forget about The Jeans now…..we want more with The Jeans :o))

    2. Umm, where do I sign up for those extra curricular activities? Damn right you should continue with this story. Looking forward to the next chapter…angst and all.

    3. It amazes me how you have burst on the scene with such eloquent dialogue, and tender loving moments that soothes the B&T angst that is so prevalent now. Your storytelling touches my heart please continue to dazzle us with your stories.

    4. HOT does not even begin to describe how wonderful you have SHSL and SST preforming in this one. I just love that it’s in Bette’s office pre-Candice. She will never have a chance after memories like this one. Awesome

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