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I checked my watch and saw that it was close to lunchtime. My heart skipped a beat and I felt warmth spread from my stomach downward as I remembered the message I heard this morning when I got to work. Hi baby, its me. I checked with James and he put me on your calendar for lunch. Ive got a few things I want to discuss with you. Shane is going to watch Alexandra for us. Oh, do me a favor, make sure you remove your underwear before I get there. Click. Breathe, Porter, breathe, I say to myself.

I pull into the parking lot of the CAC, park the car and slowly walk towards the building. Its been 4 months since the baby was born and Bette and I have a relationship that is stronger than ever before. I try to spice things up once in a while when it comes to making love and Bette seems to enjoy it when I take control. Shes been a good sport about things, always playing along, even if she sometimes thinks Ive totally lost my mind. One thing I learned from being with Helena is that the fear of getting caught, being discovered in a compromising position, heightens the experience more than one could imagine. Her problem was that she got so addicted to the high that she couldnt do it any other way.

Hey James, how are you?

Great Tina, Bette showed me some new pictures of Alexandra this morning. She sure is beautiful.

Thanks James, she is the best! Is Bette in her office?

No, I think she just stepped away to go to the ladies room. She should be right back. Why dont you go into the office and wait for her.

Okay, and James, I arranged for lunch to be delivered in about half an hour.

No problem Tina, Ill bring it in when it arrives.

I flashed James a big smile and turned to go into Bettes office.

I closed the door behind me and sat down at Bettes desk, putting my feet up on her desk to reveal my fishnet stockings and garter belt. I unbutton the top 3 buttons of my dress to reveal ample cleavage. This should get her going.

Within seconds I hear the office door begin to slide open and soon Bette is revealed. She smiles at me and I feel my cheeks flush. She truly is a vision.

T, youre here already I hear her say. I watch, as she looks me over. I see her eyes get a bit wider and see her struggle to swallow. She takes a deep breath and stands there, waiting for me to tell her what to do. I love having this power over her. It fills me with desire. Desire to please her, make her wet, make her beg for me to take her. I feel an ache begin to build in my core, my ***** slowly, deliciously starts throbbing. I live for that throbbing and the sweet release that I will eventually allow once Ive let it build to a fevered pitch.

Bette turns to lock the door and I tell her not to lock it. She raises her eyebrows and I simply tell her no.

Take your suit jacket off, Bette. She does so, her eyes locked on mine. She is wearing a form fitting cotton top and I can see her nipples already hard, trying desperately to be liberated from the confines of the top.

I see youre happy to see me, baby.

Always T.

Are you wet for me Bette?

Why dont you come over here and find out.

She must be dripping I think to myself. Shes trying to move this along quickly.

Nice try Bette, but Im in charge here and Ill set the pace. Take your top off before those nipples cut two holes in it.

I hear Bette suck in some air, probably trying to steady herself and calm down. I, however, am beyond steadying. Thank God Im sitting down. I take in her *****, two perfectly rounded orbs. I long to touch them, take them in my mouth and feel the hardness of her nipples against my tongue. The ache grows within me; each pulse of my ***** feeds it. God it is such sweet torture.

Close your eyes Bette and touch yourself. Imagine my hands, my mouth. I watch as she closes her eyes and begins to explore her *****, her head snapping back. I can tell she is lost in the sensations as her hands stroke, and massage, fingers tweaking and teasing her nipples. I watch, as they seem to grow, and think how glorious this sight is before me.

I decide to get up and go to her, praying that my legs will hold me. I quietly make my way to her, and stand behind her. I wrap one arm around her waist so I can hold her up in case her legs buckle and quickly slip my other hand down the front of her pants.

Oh God Tina, yes.

I run my fingers through her hair, making tiny circles as I move downward. Bette arches her back into me and moves her hips upward and forward in an effort to get me to touch her where she needs me the most. I smile because I know Ive got her exactly where I want her.

I guess now Im going to find out how wet you really are for me, baby. I move past her ***** for a second and soak my fingers in her juices.

Oh baby, youre so wet, I say as my index finger begins to lightly rub her ***** back and forth. Bettes right leg gives way and I hold her in place. Just then I catch sight of the clock and realize James is going to be barging in here very soon.

*****!

What, whats wrong T? Dont you dare stop now.

I laugh, and say, Dont worry Bette, I wouldnt dream of it, but James is going to be knocking on the door any second with lunch.

*****, Im so damn close, please Tina.

Take off your pants and get on the couch Bette, now!

Bette did as she was told and laid on the couch, her legs wide open for my viewing pleasure and what a sight it was to behold. The ache within me grew even stronger as I took in Bettes exquisite body, the wetness between her legs, the hardness of her nipples. Her eyes pleaded with me to come over and take care of her. I decided to take off my dress. I stood before her in just a garter belt and fishnet stockings watching as her eyes nearly rolled back inside her head.

Tina, I am begging you to come over here, youre driving me wild. You smell so sweet. Let me take care of you while you take care of me. Please?

Still trying to take control, huh?

Bette stuttered her response, No, I, please, I just want to feel you. Youre killing me standing over there looking like that!

I smiled, thinking I certainly had her in a state. I walked over and stood by the coffee table that was in front of the couch and then lifted my foot to rest on the table to give Bette a view that would surely send her over the edge.

Oh, baby, youre torturing me, doing this on purpose. How can you stand it? I see how wet you are Tina, I see your *****, my God it just twitched.

Its sweet torture baby and when Im ready Ill get my release. But now its your turn.

I turned away and walked quickly to the end of the couch and pulled Bette toward me, placing her legs on my shoulders. I breathed in her scent and blew gently out, watching the impact it would have on her *****. She moaned and lifted her hips upward, imploring me to taste her. I lowered my head and used my nose to lightly run her ***** while my tongue explored her folds. Bette grabbed for my head and pushed me in closer as I stiffened my tongue and plunged inside her. I loved the feeling of being inside of her, feeling the smoothness of her walls with my tongue. She tasted like heaven, better than any dessert anyone could possibly serve. She was writhing on the couch, calling out my name over and over again, begging for more. She wanted it harder and faster. I pulled my tongue out of her and replaced it with 3 fingers, curled to hit her special spot. I nibbled and sucked on her nub and when I felt her contract I pressed hard on it with my tongue. I kept stroking and licking and I felt her ***** 3 times before she begged me to stop and I finally relented, licking up her juices, savoring the taste.

My God T, you are going to kill me. Get yourself up here, now.

I gave her my best smile and crawled on top of her, kissing her passionately. Just as I felt her hand snake down my body in search of my *****, James knocked at the door.

Bette, lunch is here. Im just going to leave it outside the door and you can get it whenever youre ready.

The two of us giggled like children caught taking candy from the candy jar.

Think he heard us, Bette?

Hed have to be ***** deaf not to Tina. You are such a trouble maker.

Hmmm, you didnt seem to mind, but feel free to dole out punishment as you see fit.

Oh I will Tina, dont you worry about that.

Just then I felt her index finger begin to explore my inner folds.