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    A Night in the D — Chapter 7

    Bette took her hand away from the phone, sitting on the bed and staring at it for a moment before reaching again. “Tina,” she said, matter of factly, her voice betraying nothing.

     

    Tina bit her lip on the other end, feeling daunted. This chick is so not nervous. “Bette?” she asked, sliding her hand against the back of her neck, registering the flush.

    Bette’s mouth twisted silently, threatening into a smile. God she’s cute. “Expecting someone else?”

     

    “No,” Tina laughed, feeling the downbeat of this rhythm she seemed to somehow know. “Uh, no. I just thought I’d check in on you, y’know. See what you’re thinking?”

     

    Ughyou said it, Tina. Now wait, don’t speak.

     

    But there was a pause. A definite one.  “Ooh,” Bette said, her voice snaking through the phone, drawing out the syllable. “Well, I’m thinking about you. What else?”

     

    Tina froze, beet red, and she knew it. “Oh,” she said, noticing the word sounding completely different coming out of her own mouth. Like a peep. She tried to recover. “Wellthat’s good,” she said, trying to assume a teasing tone. “Right?”

    “Very good.” Bette exhaled into the phone and Tina swore she could feel the breath in her ear. Bette sighed. “Incredible actually.”

     

    Tina’s cursory look at the front door revealed no one. Ditto at the elevators. She sat back in her chair, one hand sliding against her right knee. “Ok, you’re doing this on purpose.”

     

    “What? What am I doing?” Bette feigned innocence. She was smiling.

     

    “You’re teasing me. What else!” Tina’s words and laughter, and the relief at combining them in one conversation with this woman, came out in a wave. I can so do this, she thought to herself. I can so do her!

     

    Bette’s throaty laugh emerged from the receiver and Tina balked, shutting her eyes tightly to focus on responding. Her hand slipped further up to be captured between her legs, which she squeezed together tightly under the desk. Oh I’m responding alright.

     

    Bette felt amusement growing at these obvious pauses on Tina’s end. “I’m not teasing, I assure you. If I weren’t going to deliver, I wouldn’t be putting this out there.”

     

    Despite the heat and nervousness, Tina’s mind focused on that one word. “This?” she asked, swallowing.

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    Comments

    1. luvr..please make 10 minutes..happen in real time. ; ) what a great story you have going…I hope you continue and continue. I’m sure you could have 130 chapters like others on the site. : ) post soon

    2. SWEET JESUS your writting this faster than i can read it but im not complaining… i just love,its simple as that!!!tho another Bette and Tina beginning??? its so different and oh god sooo sexy… lol keep it comin…

    3. Are you kidding me B no she’s not writing this fast enough. It’s 24.17 my time I should be in Bette yet I am as frisky as a kitten with string after reading this story and I want more!!!!! This is so delicious it’s better than chocolate, possibly better than my own awaiting bed. Should I hope to get one more chapter today or before I hit the sack?

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