The Gathering 01.13 – Forbidden Yet I Cannot Resist

            Candace, she’d just appeared out of nowhere and there she was, standing in front of her, as ***** as she’d ever been.  Bette pulled in a sharp breath meeting Candace‘s eyes and seeing the lust that had been there since the moment that they’d met. 

            “What are you…?  Why are…  Umm…”  Bette tried to say, but the words just wouldn’t come out.  Candace walking fully into the dark office, reading Bette carefully as she stood only a few inches from her know.  Close enough for Bette to smell her; the sweet smell of freshly sawed wood her hands were hitched into her pockets of her overalls.  Pulling down the top so she could see just enough of her cleavage to entice her.

            “I wanted to see how you were?  To tell you that I spoke to Tina two days after the opening.  She wanted to know, so I ventured that she’d figured it out so I told her.  I didn’t think about it.  I haven’t been able to get away to see you before now.  When I found out you had a girlfriend…”

            “Wife, Tina is my wife always has been and always will be.”  Bette‘s voice came out much more forceful than she’d expected, Candace grimaced,

            “Wife then.  I should have backed off.”  Candace admitted reluctantly, taking in a long slow breath to steady herself.

            “Yes, you should have.”  Stated Bette quickly.

            “You didn’t.”  Candace shot back to her, knocking the wind out of Bette.  She was right, she hadn’t backed off.  In the jail house she’d been the aggressor in a non physical sort of way.  How she’d felt with her face pressed against the wall, hearing Candace moan with intense pleasure had filled her with something that had been missing as of late.  Passion. 

            “I know that, don’t you think I know that?”  Bette said with anger, clenching her teeth at her own stupidity.  She was the one that had made all the mistakes, had crossed all the lines.

            “She loves you very much.  I feel for you too Bette.  I will not deny that, and if you gave us half a chance. You would see that, plain as the nose on that beautiful face of yours.”