Early morning

Tina sat quietly at the breakfast table, sipping coffee and reading the newspaper. It was Saturday, and even though she didnt have to go to work, Bette was getting ready in the bedroom for some finishing touches on a new show that was being launched at the gallery. Tina tossed the section of the paper she was done reading and stood up quickly to get a cup of coffee ready for Bette. Just as she finished pouring, Bettes heels clattered hurriedly against the hardwood floor of the hallway. Shitbabe do you want me to just pour this in a travel Tinas voice trailed as she turned around and took in the sight of Bette. She was wearing a white tank and a pair of dark blue jeansthe jeans. Tina sighed inaudibly as Bette shook her head and gathered her things, Its okayI think Im wired enough as it is. Tina just stood staring as Bette fluttered about, stuffing files and papers into her briefcase. Her eyes somehow became transfixed on Bettes smooth, round *****. Theres something about those dark blue jeans that just made Bette look irresistible: wrapped tightly around the buttocks and the waistband grazed just below her hips, so that, every time she moved, her magnificent abs were in full view.

Bette rarely wore those jeans; she only broke them out when she was low on clothes or doing something which would get her dirty. Tina had maintained what the effect of those jeans were on her a secret from Bette, and Bette hadnt picked up on the fact that every time she wore them, Tina was immediately all over her. However, this time Tina just swallowed hard and gripped the edge of the counter behind her. Bette stood in front of the table with one hand on her hip and the other holding her bag, scanning the house for anything she might be forgetting. She looked quickly at Tina and started walking out the back door, Alright, babyI should be back by noon and Ill bring lunch with me. Tina just smiled sweetly as Bette blew her a kiss with puckered lips. As soon as Bette was out of sight, she rolled her eyes and turned around to fully support herself on the counter. What the ***** am I supposed to do with myself until noon? she thought. Tina closed her eyes for a moment and licked her lips hungrily, relishing the thought of finally getting Bette out of those jeans later on in the day.

Tina!

Tina shrieked, clutching her chest as she turned around to face Bette. Im sorryI didnt mean to scare you, Bette said soothingly, glancing at her watch, I just wanted to know what you wanted for lunch. Tinas mind was spinning a little; she could feel an uncomfortable heat at the back of her neck brought about by her little fantasy, then getting caught by Bette, and now by what she was thinking of saying in response to Bettes question. Bette cocked her head with an impatient expression, tacitly urging Tina to finally spit out an answer. You Tina closed her eyes and decided to not mess with Bette this early in the morning, can get whateverits fine by me. Bette let out an irritated sigh at how long Tinas response took, nodded her head, and disappeared again with a little wave.

At or around noon

Tina raised a hand to shield her eyes from the sun as she sat up straight. She had spent the last hour or so sunbathing by the pool. She still hadnt made up her mind about how she wanted to greet Bette once she got home. She pulled her knees into her chest and rocked gently, running different scenarios through her mind again. Itll come to me when I see her, she whispered with a devious lilt. She lazily got to her feet and picked up the towel she had laying on, heading back into the house. She hadnt gotten as much work done as she had hope to because her mind kept drifting to the image of Bette, bending over her bag and giving Tina a generous view of her backside. She was tossing the towel in the laundry hamper when she heard Bettes heels in the kitchen. She poked her head into the hallway and called down to Bette, Whatd you bring, babe? Bette came into view, walking toward her with slow, tired steps, Just some Chinese. As Bette walked by her, Tina hooked a finger into one of the loops on Bettes jeans and pulled her closer. Bette wearily pressed her forehead against Tinas, then pulled back slightly, Godhow long were you out in the sunyoure so hot!

You have no idea, Tina mumbled, inching her lips closer to Bettes chin. She roughly tugged at Bettes jeans, slamming Bettes hips into her own and pressed her teeth into Bettes chin and up along her jaw. Bette braced herself on the door frame, turning her head slightly so Tinas lips could begin to caress her neck. She brought her hands down, sliding them along Tinas warm, slippery arms. Her fingers traveled along Tinas collarbone and then descended further to massage Tinas hot *****, while Tina continued to suck and nip up and down along the length of her neck. When Bette shifted her head so that her lips could find Tinas, Tina pushed her away, still grasping her by the loop of her jeans. Tina walked backward and pulled Bette along with her, both women grinning widely with desire. Tina jerked her finger suddenly, spinning Bette around and throwing her onto the bed. Bette laughed hoarsely and scooted back on the bed a bit, less to run away, and more to settle herself comfortably. Tina crawled slowly onto the bed, like a predator stalks its prey, looking ravenously at Bette.

Bette propped herself on her elbows, lifting her head to try again to kiss Tina, but she pulled back again as she hovered above Bettes body. Tina grasped Bettes right shoulder and gently coaxed her to turn over. Bette complied, resting her head in her arms; Tina reached down and under Bette to unbutton and unzip the jeans. Bette chuckled low as she felt Tina struggling to pull them down with both hands. Once she had succeeded ridding Bette of her jeans and underwear, Tina slowly ran her hands up her calves, over the back of her thighs and her *****, and finally up her back, gently peeling off Bettes tank top. Bette removed it once Tinas hands reached her neck and started to turn over again, but Tina pushed her back down with a little, imperative groan. Bette gasped when Tinas hot thigh straddled her own and then a hot, wet tongue began a slow, tortuous journey from her neck down the length of her spine. Tina kept Bette from moving too much by clamping her legs tighter and holding her shoulders down with her hands. She licked her way back up, circled each shoulder blade with the tip of her tongue and then traveled back down in little zig-zags across the middle of Bettes back.

Tina had a hard time keeping Bette still as she began gently kissing the small Bettes back. She pulled back a bit and adjusted her position so she had better control and then dipped her head to do to Bette what she had been aching for all day. She placed several wet kisses on the sensitive skin just above crevice of Bettes ***** and she heard Bette whimper weakly. She sunk her teeth into the spot, and Bette jerked violently and writhed her hips insistently into the bed. Tina alternated between flicking, licking, and gnawing gently on the pleasurable area, all the while struggling to keep Bette from literally jumping off the bed. She then trailed her tongue down into the crevice, and Bette shrieked and moaned at the sensations brought about by Tinas mouth. Bette finally squirmed free of Tinas hands and managed to flip over, grabbing Tina by the neck and pulling her up. Bette plunged her tongue into Tinas mouth, twisting it around in earnest, trying to release some of the energy coursing through her body. With her hands at Tinas hips, she pushed down, Tinas bikini bottoms just enough to expose what she needed. Bette pulled Tinas hips down as she lifted her own and they both gasped at the contact of their wet bodies. Tina seized the sheets on either side of Bettes head and Bette, in turn, wrapped one leg around Tinas waist to bring their bodies even closer.

Tina grinded her ***** hard into Bettes wetness, breathing hotly into her face. Every time Tinas swollen nub would collide with her own, Bette cried out, FuckTina! She clamped one hand on the back of Tinas head and glided the other to lightly dig her nails into her back. Tina finally lowered her head and began sucking on Bettes neck while Bette bit down her shoulders. They pressed their bodies closer to together, rubbing their ***** and nipples against each other, as they drew closer to their joint orgasms. Tina burrowed her head into Bettes chest, lifting her hands to caress Bettes parted lips and closed eye lids, and speeded up the pace of her hips. As they crashed over, they moaned into each others skin, shuddering against each others sweaty bodies and muttering incoherent phrases of lust. Tina feebly splayed her body across Bettes and Bette held her close as they both tried to catch their breaths. Babe? Bette croaked. Tina replied with a little grunt, lightly running her fingers across Bettes face without looking up. Bette whispered breathlessly through a chuckle, Where did you learn how to do that? Tina turned her head, still resting it on Bettes chest, so that her voice wasnt muffled, You have a juicy *****, babeit came naturally.