Candace walked out of Bettes office completely confused. She had heard what Bette said and knew that she was right, but something told her Bette didnt really mean it. She was just saying what she was supposed to say in this situation. They had messed around and gotten caught, end of story. Or was it. Candace knew that Bette was just trying to do the right thing. She was trying to be the strong one, but Candace knew it was all a faade. If she had made a move she could have had Bette right then and there, up against a wall, on her desk, any which way she pleased. But she wasnt a home wrecker. If Bette can control herself then so can I, thought Candace as she headed back out to the main gallery. Candace sighed as she looked around the CAC and tried to take her mind off of Bette.

A couple of hours later Candace decided she would call it a day. She had not seen Bette since their encounter in Bettes office and knowing that Bette was purposefully avoiding her made her upset. She had not meant for things to end up the way they did, but she could not deny her feelings. From the moment Candace met Bette she was entranced by everything about her and she got the feeling that Bette felt the same way. Who am I kidding, thought Candace, She had a beautiful woman to go home to every day. A woman who loved her and supported her for seven years. I was just a distraction. Candace knew that no matter what Bette would never leave Tina for her, and she had to admit that she knew all along it was just about *****.

As Candace walked towards the parking garage she thought about Bette and Tina. She wondered what had happened between them that drove Bette into her arms. Candace wondered what would have happened if Tina never found out. She was pretty sure they would have continued sleeping together and Candace was almost glad Bette was ending it. As much as she enjoyed ***** Bette, she knew nothing more would come of it and this thought saddened Candace. She wondered what it would have been like to have Bette by her side for seven years. To be the one that Bette came home to at the end of the day and the one that fell asleep in Bettes arms at night. To be the woman Bette was so in love with and committed her entire being to. Candace thought about the night at the jailhouse when she had met Tina for the first time. Tina was so beautiful and carried herself with such poise and grace, and with a confidence that she exuded naturally. Exactly like Bette, thought Candace, maybe that was their problem.

Candace also thought about the times she had spent alone with Bette. She was so confused because in front of other people Bette was so together, so in control, but when it was just them two she was so lost leaving Candace to pick up the pieces and put her back together. Even if she had wanted to, her physical attraction to Bette was so strong she would have done almost anything she asked. The day when she had taken Bette to the hotel Candace knew they were on a dangerous path. The desire and need burning in her forced Candace to grant all of Bettes wishes and fulfill all of her needs. And then as quickly as it had started it was over and Bette returned to the old Bette, director of the CAC with beautiful wife and a picture perfect life. It was as if Candace didnt even exist. It was as if they hadnt spent the last two hours ***** each others brains out. Candace didnt understand how Bette could do it. It was like she had two faces, and Candace had seen the best and the worst of both.

Candace remembered the night when she had first kissed Bette. She knew she was putting everything on the line by doing that, but she would have never forgiven herself if she didnt. What she felt that night she had never felt before. Bette had kissed her back and it was a kiss that ignited a fire in Candace that could never be put out. Candace wasnt sure how Bette would respond to her being so forward, but as she closed the distance between them she could see that Bette was hypnotized. The fact that Candace was even able to get that close told her that Bette was not as strong as she seemed. Bette could have easily said no and Candace would have walked away, no harm no foul. But she had kissed her. She had given in completely. Candace knew Bette felt guilty about that kiss and she did too, but nonetheless she just couldnt bring herself to leave Bette alone.

When they were in jail together Candace thought she was literally going to go insane. She was locked in a four by five cell with Bette and it took every ounce of restraint she had not to ***** Bette right there. Candace had done her best to try and take their minds off of *****, but being in such close proximity to one another made that impossible. If it hadnt been for the guard who kept walking by every fifteen minutes or so, Candace knew she would have had Bette on her back begging for more. Candace smiled as she remembered the things Bette said to her that night and she felt herself growing wet when she remembered the way Bette said, ***** you. Sure it was just a mind ***** and each woman had managed to metaphorically keep their hands to themselves, but she also knew it wasnt as innocent as it seemed. Everything about that night and everything leading up to it was proof that Bette felt the same way she did. Candace had given Bette so many outs and so many chances to end things before they got out of hand, but Bette always came back for more. Candace knew she was something Bette wanted and she also knew that when Bette wanted something she always got it.

Candace finally reached the parking garage and looked around. Bettes car was still there and Candace sighed when she looked around and Bette was nowhere in sight. She started to put her stuff in the bed of her truck when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She quickly turned around and saw Bette standing there with the saddest look in her eyes Candace had ever seen. Candace wanted to pull Bette into her arms and comfort her, tell her everything was going to be okay and be the one to take away all of her pain instead of being the one causing it. But she didnt. It wasnt her place. She was not Bettes girlfriend or her wife, instead she was the other woman.

Candace looked at Bette with a questioning look, knowing that Bette was beside herself with uncertainty. Uncertainty as to why she had let herself become intimate with Candace and why she let it happen more than once. Uncertainty about what she was doing there at that moment and why she couldnt just walk away. Bette looked Candace in the eye and behind all the doubt and confusion and pain Candace saw it. Pure lust. She saw the spark and the hunger in Bettes eyes and when Bette reached for her hand Candace did nothing to stop her. Against her better judgment, Candace let Bette drag her back to the CAC.

Bette pulled Candace into her office and slammed the door shut locking it with a loud CLICK. Candace knew it was late and was pretty sure all of the other workers had gone home. Bette stood with her back to the door staring at Candace with a pained expression while she played with her hands. Candace didnt know what to do so she just stared back not knowing what Bette wanted from this confrontation. Candace knew that Bette was trying to decide if this was what she wanted and Candace knew better than to try and sway her one way or the other. She just had to wait. Candace looked at Bette with hunger in her eyes and she could see Bettes defenses literally breaking down layer by layer.

Candace was standing with her back to Bettes desk and before she knew it Bette had moved in front of her quickly and was pushing her back on the desk. Their faces were inches apart as Bette pushed Candace further back so that she was almost sitting on the desk. Bette was standing between her legs and Candace wanted to wrap her arms around her but something held her back. Last time they were in here she had made the first move and this time it was Bettes turn. Their eyes were held in a constant stare and Candace felt herself getting lost in Bettes eyes.

After what seemed like an eternity Bette leaned forward and placed a slow gentle kiss on Candaces lips. Candace felt her body respond and she roughly kissed back grabbing Bette by the back of the head and pulling her closer. Bette moaned softly into the kiss and Candace slid her other hand around Bettes waist drawing her as close as humanly possible without them having to share the overalls Candace was wearing. Bette pulled Candace to a standing position and moved her so that they had switched places. Bette roughly pushed Candace back and she felt herself fall into a chair. Bette straddled Candaces legs on the chair and once again brought herself in for a passionate kiss.

Candaces hands were all over Bettes body and she knew exactly what Bette wanted. She wanted to be fucked. Hard. Bette needed to be freed of all her guilt and Candace knew that oddly enough this would do it. Justification for everything that has happened between them in the past few weeks. Candace quickly unbuttoned the shirt Bette was wearing and let her hands roam over Bettes bra covered *****. She felt Bettes breathing quicken as she continued to rub her nipples through her bra and Candace felt herself growing lightheaded at the sight of Bette sitting her lap writhing with pleasure. Candace quickly unzipped Bettes pants and slid a hand down between her legs. She inhaled sharply as she felt how aroused Bette was and she heard Bette moan when her fingers came in contact with Bettes *****.

When Candace slipped a finger into Bette she felt Bette pull her face into her chest. Candace slid another finger and heard Bette softly moan. Candace quickly worked up a steady rhythm and she felt Bette meet each of her strokes with a thrust of her hips. When Candace knew Bette was close to climaxing she slid her thumb down and rubbed her ***** in time with her strokes. *****, said Bette as she continued to ride Candaces hand. Candace heard Bette take one last ragged breath before she felt Bette contract around her hand. She felt Bette shake and Candace wrapped her free arm around Bette to steady her.

After a few minutes of silence Bette stood up and zipped up her pants. As she started to button up her shirt Bette turned away from her and Candace could feel her heart breaking in her chest. As much as she hated to admit it, she had deep seeded feelings for this woman and the fact that those feelings were not being returned was killing her. Candace stood up and wrapped her arms around Bettes waist.

Dont.

Candace didnt let go and after a few seconds she could tell that Bette was crying. Candace turned her around so that they were standing face to face and hated the fact that Bette would not look her in the eye. Candace lifted a hand to Bettes face and slowly caressed the side of her face. She felt Bette lean in to her touch but she still would not look up.

Is this what you really want?

Candace held her breath as she waited for an answer. Bette continued to stare at the floor as she softly answered,

I dont know.