10 Inches of Pure Fun

Bette pulled into the driveway of the Porter-Kennard household and cut the engine, sighing. It had been a long, trying day at work and all she wanted was to sit down with her girlfriend, have a glass of wine, and relax.

She stepped up to the front door, and noticed that the house was mostly dark, yet a light flickered in the living room. ‘What’s going on?’ Bette wondered as she opened the door and stepped inside. “T? I’m home.” She immediately looked to her left, smiling.

Tina sat on the sofa, her legs stretched provocatively along the cushions, sipping a glass of wine with one hand, holding another glass with the other. Lit, flickering candles lined the fireplace mantle and coffee table, illuminating the room with romantic ambiance. “Hey baby.” Tina purred, licking her lips, yet remaining on the sofa.

Bette sauntered over; taking the extra glass from Tina’s outstretched hand before bending down to kiss her girlfriend. “Mmm…to what do I owe this occasion?”

Tina smiled, and shifted her eyes to the coffee table. Bette followed her lover’s gaze and gasped. “When did this come?”

“Alice dropped it off this afternoon. She said she and Dana had fun for hours. I was temped to try it out before you got home, but decided to wait.”

“I’m glad.”

With glazed eyes, Bette put her wine glass down, and picked up the object of her desire. It felt heavy in her hands. She sat next to Tina, who sat up, only to lean on to Bette as they both observed Alice’s gift. “Well, what are you waiting for? Take it out.”

Bette smiled at Tina before removing the large object from its casing. Both women’s eyes widened, it was breathtaking. “Oh my God.” Bette gasped, awestruck.

“It’s beautiful.” Tina whispered, just as amazed.

“It’s so big. I don’t remember them being this big.” She looked to Tina for confirmation. “What do you think? Nine inches? Ten?”

“The bigger the better.” Tina replied. “Can I hold it?” She asked, reaching for it. Bette reluctantly handed it over.

“Be careful.”

Tina shook her head in amazement, smiling as she ran her fingertips along the surface. “It’s so smooth.” As she marveled, Bette took it from her hands and stood, smiling devilishly.

Tina’s eyes widened. “What are you doing?”

“Why don’t I put this on? Then we can enjoy it as we were meant to.”

“Oh, baby, you have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say that.” Tina stood, kissing Bette lightly on the lips. “You put it on, I’ll get ready.”

Bette smiled moving across the living room while Tina blew out the candles on the table. She then slowly moved the coffee table across the floor, out of the way. Once that was finished, she looked up. “Ready?”

Bette lowered the needle onto the spinning record and replaced the plastic casing. “All set.” She walked over to Tina and placed an arm around her waist. “Miss Kennard, may I have the pleasure of this dance?”

“The pleasure’s all mine.” Tina replied, intertwining her fingers with Bette‘s.

A few seconds later, the stylistic vocals of Bull Moose Jackson floated through the living room, dancing around Bette and Tina’s bodies as they kicked and swung like they never have before.

Got me the strangest woman
Believe it, this chick’s no sinch
When I wanna get her goin’
Then I whip out my Big Ten Inch