Candaces Take on Things


At the Provocations show Candace watched Bette walk in with Tina by at her side. She watched as they walked hand in hand, smiling for the cameras looking almost perfect. Almost. She knew Bette was there in body but her mind was elsewhere. Bettes gaze was distant and Candace could see right through her. Tina on the other hand was completely oblivious to Bettes detachment. The sight of the seemingly picture perfect couple didnt bother Candace at all. She knew that Tina would be at Bettes side for her special night and she had prepared herself for it. Unlike the first time she met Tina at the police station where Candace had been put on the spot.

That day Candace would have preferred to do an about face back into the cell until Bette and all of her friends had left. After what had transpired in the cell with Bette. After they had pleasured themselves physically while they fucked each other mentally, the last thing Candace wanted to do was come face to face with the woman that Bette would go home with. If she had had her way, Candace would have had Bette on that barely cushioned cot begging to God for Candace to stop ***** her out of sheer pleasure, but she would not make the first move. Awareness of Bettes relationship kept things in perspective for Candace. If Bette wanted something to happen then it she would be the one to initiate it.

Candaces will power would allow her to wait and see where things headed even if it meant masturbating to the image of Bette against that wall verbalizing her desire to ***** her. Damn, Candace thought as she replayed that moment in her head. Had she walked up to Bette, there was no doubt in her mind that she could have done anything and everything to her right then and there. But the time and place was not right. She would be satisfied with knowing that Bette felt the same way that she did. Their mutual desire to be with one another was undeniable. From the first time they met, their eyes spoke before their mouths were able to move and they were both fluent in the visual language. It was intense. Perhaps too intense for Candace who had not wanted to jump into something with someone with such intensity as she had with Bette, especially not with a woman that was in a committed relationship. After her relationship with Yolanda, Candace decided to date here and there, without much of an emotional attachment. But you know what they say. ***** happens when you least expect it.

Working with someone that you have unavoidable feelings for is not easy and for Candace she focused all of her energy into the work at hand, until of course Bette popped her head in to see the progress of the work during the day and that was when they would lose it. That millisecond when their eyes would meet was enough to have them jumping each others bones in the middle of the gallery not caring who was around to watch. For this reason, eye contact had to be limited since their eyes had a mind of their own and would immediately begin a conversation that neither of them would be able to control. Candace was stuck, not being able to touch Bette nor being able to kiss her the way she had done in Bettes office during her first visit to the CAC. For days after that she wanted to kiss her again, touch her again or simply inhale the scent of her skin or hair, anything that would somehow bring her closer to Bette.

Then that morning, just three days before the Provocations exhibit opened, Bette had done just that to Candace. She provoked her. She provoked her to do everything that she had wanted to do from the very first day that they met and Candace was ready to take full advantage of Bettes approach. Just as she was about to exit her car, Bette got in and requested that Candace take her somewhere. Being a veteran to the game, Candace knew what Bette meant but to be on the safe side Candace asked Bette, Do you to go want to go somewhere to talk?

Bette remained quiet. Candace went back and forth between looking at Bette from the corner of her eye to watching the road in front of her. Candace had already been in route to where she thought would be their destination. Candace knew that talking was the furthest thing in Bettes head but Candace needed to hear it. Not only did Candace need to hear it but she wanted Bette to hear herself say what she wanted, in her own words, coming from her mouth. Candace didnt want to be faced with a last minute change of heart on Bettes part. They both needed to be sure. Bette finally looked over in Candaces direction. Their eyes connected.

We need to finish what we started in jail, Bette said and with that Candace exhaled. She had wanted that moment to come from day one and it was about to happen. She had the perfect place too. A discreet little bed & breakfast just a short drive away.

Bette slowly placed her left hand on Candaces thigh and let it rest there. Candace took a quick look at Bette before placing her right hand on top of Bettes. The pair stayed in the same position until the car stopped outside a cute, secluded Bed and Breakfast.

There the women were in a trance and their goal was to please each other until their appetite for one another had completely been sated. For both women everything that occurred in the b&b had been intoxicating. The multiple Os that Candace caused Bette to have had her on the edge as well. Who said being on the giving end wasnt enough to make a person come. Candace came each time Bette did but Bette needed to feel Candace as well so while Candace was driving Bette off the deep end Bette managed to reach in between Candaces legs and there she felt what she found to be the most arousing thing. Candace was so wet that Bette slid in two fingers smoothly. Candace gasped and they each went on to stroke each other until they came together once again. They lay tired afterwards but they each had to take a quick shower before returning to work. They showered separately as to not provoke each other further and on the drive back they sat further apart in the car feeling self conscious that people would be able to tell that they had just fucked each others brains out. When they got back to the CACs parking garage, they looked at each other then with no words being said, Bette touched Candaces hand before getting out of the car. Candace remained seated in the car. She subtly watched Bette disappear in the building through her side view mirror.

Back to that night at Provocations when Candace stood beside Mikela, her friend, as she had introduced her to everyone as they mingled in a corner. Candace watched the room. She observed everyone. See, back when Candace was confused about her unnatural feelings toward women she felt the need to force herself to behave a certain way. She had heard older folks talk about lesbians in a not so agreeable manner causing great perplexity within her. From day one she would look at women with great interest. The way their bodies were built and the way they moved. Candace loved the way women smelled and spoke. Basically she loved everything about women. She knew that she was attracted to women the way most girls were attracted to men. When she realized that she would be looked at differently because of her interest in the same *****, Candace had some serious homework to do. She had to figure out how to conceal what she felt. More than anything, she was afraid people would find out and she wouldn’t know how to react. Acceptance was her main concern. So from the age of ten Candace studied people. She watched everyone and noted how they each acted in different situations and environments. Candace became intrigued by peoples behavioral patterns and because of this she was now able to read people like a book and she didnt need a degree in psychology to prove what she knew.

That night at Provocations Candace and Mikela spent most of the time together but throughout the night Bette would look her way. When Mikela ran into one of her co-workers, they decided to take a closer look at the art. Candace had seen all of the art pieces and decided to take the opportunity to hit the ladies room. On her way out, she saw Bette standing just a few feet away. They walked toward each other then retreated to a quiet corner. They stood close to one another, possibly a little too close for either of their comfort.

Im just glad you dont wear this to work, Bette said taking in the view of Candace as she had seen her the first time they met.

I didnt think my work overalls were appropriate, Candace said staring at Bettes eyes, then her lips. She wanted badly to kiss her but she knew people were around.

Actually those can be fun too. I think weve already proven that, Bette said boldly before taking a glance down to Candaces exposed cleavage. Bette takes the necklace that rests right between Candaces ***** and reaches for it.

I love the way that necklace rests there, Bette said returning her gaze back down toward Candace’s *****.

There, where, Candace said teasing Bette.

How about I show you where next time? Right now I should get back before people start wondering where I am, Bette said before reaching for Candaces hand as she walked away. Their held hands lingered as Bette walked, separating once their extension had ended.

Candace watched Bette walk away she knew that things were headed somewhere. She was well aware that the somewhere would end up hurting someone. The problem was she didnt know who it would be. Somewhere had many variables and the outcomes were numerous, at least in her head. Unfortunately, in each set-up that she mapped out, she had been the one to get hurt and that is not the place that she wanted to be. The strong exterior was just a faade to the softness she kept well hidden. Her guard was still up and thats how it would have to be until she let someone come in again. Candace had been burned in the past. She knew what it was to try to love enough for two but that ***** just doesnt work.