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    I thought we could spend the evening together… PT12

    And now, with the taut stomach before her, the faded denim encircling the olive skin, Tina ran her fingertips along the waistband, allowing her fingers to travel over the denim, downwards, over each metal button, reaching lower, her fingers pressing the materials seam slightly, feeling the mound beneath her hand, her fingers spreading, cupping the region, the heat from her own hand mingling with the heat already present, intermittently pressing her middle finger against Bette’s centre.

    Tina’s breathing was becoming ragged, mixing with the laboured breathing of her partner, the air between them full of intensity of the moment, as she rested her forehead against Bette’s, Tina whispered in a breathy voice, “do you have any idea of how fucking sexy you are?”

    Bette looked at Tina with half closed eyes and gave a crooked smile, “huh, god T the only idea I have is how you are making me feel”

    Tina moved her head back to watch her own hand as it moved back upward, tracing the outline of the lace, her fingertips discovering the lines down into the valley between and back again, her palm grazing the lace covering, the sensation causing the firmness to push against the delicate material, as her fingertips from both hands met in the depths of the valley they both grasped the material gently, bringing it to together, releasing the clasp, as the hands divided the material her fingers traced the undersides of the curves, goose bumps immediately forming on the skin, the taut nipples coming into view, causing a joint intake of breath.

    Tina wanted to worship this scene forever; she looked at Bette and reached for her hand, “come over here.” Their eyes met, Bette silently acknowledging Tina’s request.

    Tina walked to Bette’s office chair and sat in it, “sit on the desk in front of me babe,” their eyes communicating that Tina was yet again in charge of another encounter, Bette complied and leaned against the desk as Tina rolled the chair forward, directly in front of Bette, her face in line with Bette’s breasts, she brought her hands up to the side of her breasts and gently cupped them, burying her face in between, inhaling the familiar aroma that could only be Bette, her hands manipulated the flesh and her fingertips grazed her nipples.

    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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