When It Rains It Pours

Bette pulled into the driveway as the rain pelted her car unmercifully. Her wipers were on the highest setting possible, and yet she continued to struggle, as she had the entire ride home.

Her mood seemed to mimic the day, stormy and ornery, after her budget meeting with the other department heads turned into an all out fight. Bette waited in her car, hoping the storm would ease up, but instinctively knowing there was no end in sight. As her hand rested on the passenger seat, she leaned her head back closing her eyes, allowing her thoughts to travel back to the meeting fueling her anger once more.

“I need to expand my space,” Bette argued. “Enrollment for my department is up which means more practical pieces need to be worked on. I don’t have the room to accommodate the influx of students.”

“It’s a good problem to have,” Phyllis dismissed Bette’s concern easily.

“It’s not a good problem to have when word travels that you can’t provide adequate instruction.”

“They’re there because of your reputation,” Phyllis said annoyed. “My hope has been realized. You’ve drawn an influx of students, but make do because we don’t have the money to give you the building of your dreams right now.”

The clap of thunder brought Bette’s thoughts quickly out of the past as she silently reasoned with herself to make a run for the house despite her expensive suit. It had already been rain splattered more than once that day and she saw no reason to attempt to spare it further.

Bette quickly trotted through the rain and up to the front porch, shaking her damp hair, before she realized Tina’s car was also in the driveway. She remembered Tina mentioning a location shoot, so her curiosity was peaked seeing Tina’s car parked near the side of the house.

Bette opened the door quietly, relishing in the fact that it was early in the afternoon and she could spend the rest of a rainy day with Angelica and Tina. She stepped inside and shut the door, looking around the empty living room puzzled as to where Tina and Angelica were.

“Babe?” Bette called out, her voice met with silence.

She slipped off her heels as her hair began to curl up from the dampness. She heard mumblings coming from the bedroom and smiled, pleased that she had a clue to Tina’s whereabouts. Bette made her way to the entranceway of the bedroom where the sight before her instantly brought a smile to her face.

Tina was lying on her back, arms at her side, as Angelica wore her play stethoscope around her neck. In one chubby hand she had the plastic thermometer, in the other, she held a shot.

“Does Mommy need a shot Baby?” Tina cooed as Angelica laughed and shook her head.

“Mama, dis make you beel better,” Angelica said with a smile on her face.

Bette leaned against the door jam and folded her arms. The debate on funding was instantly forgotten, her dripping suit clinging to every curve a distant memory, the dampness of her hair not a concern anymore in Bette’s world. Bette smiled as she remained undetected, able to witness the playful manner between Tina and their daughter.

“Does Mommy have a sore throat?” Tina opened her mouth as Angelica placed a plastic mirror, resembling one that would be used by a dentist, in Tina’s mouth almost gagging her. “I think Mommy needs a shot to feel better.”

Angelica pushed the plastic needle to Tina’s arm as Tina grimaced, but then quickly hid her smile trying to play the part of the perfect patient.

“I think Mommy needs a kiss for her boo-boo.”

Angelica squealed in delight as she bent down and kissed Tina’s arm in the general area of where she had just placed the pretend shot.

“I think that can be arranged,” Bette said smiling as Tina looked up surprised to see her there.

“Mama!” Angelica struggled to lower herself off the bed and run to Bette as she stood rooted to the spot where she had watched the tender scene unfold. “I missed you Mama, I missed you!”

Angelica stumbled toward Bette, falling forward, but directly into Bette’s waiting arms as she swooped her up, turned her around, and kissed her face causing Angelica to squeal in delight.

“Mommy home and boo-boos.” Angelica said quickly.

“Mommy has a boo-boo and you were fixing it up?” Bette nodded in agreement chuckling at the excitement Angelica was exuding.

Tina glanced over at the clock puzzled on why Bette was home so early. She stretched her arms up, placing them behind her head, getting comfortable to watch Bette and Angelica. She was barefoot, wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that had ridden up exposing the skin just above her bellybutton.

“What are you doing home so early?”

“Bad day,” Bette walked over to the edge of the bed with Angelica in her arms and sat down. “You?”

“The location shoot was cancelled because of the rain. I could have stayed and worked on some things, but I wanted to just be here for some reason.”

“It’s the day,” Bette said. “Rain tends to bring out some deep seeded instinct to hunker down at home under the covers.”

“You obviously got caught in this mess,” Tina placed her hand on the drenched suit. “Why don’t you get out of this wet thing and I’ll put Angelica down for her nap since it’s already past due. I’ll make us an early dinner if you’re hungry.”

“Just getting out of this wet suit will lift my spirits I’m sure,” Bette said, struggling to get the suit coat off as it clung to her body.

“I’ll be right back and you can tell me your woes.”

Tina picked Angelica up and headed out of the bedroom leaving Bette alone with her thoughts. She walked to the bathroom in just her dress pants and a damp bra having shed her jacket and shirt in the bedroom. She grabbed a towel from the rack and used it to absorb some of the remaining water from her hair. She then ran her fingers through it, combing the tangles out before she headed back to the bedroom.

She sat down on the bed and remembered the picture that had just unfolded in front of her. Tina lovingly playing doctor with their daughter touched her deep in her heart, it was the first time today she had actually smiled.

Bette wanted to just escape and close her eyes briefly, but the bed was full of play doctor toys that needed to be cleaned up. She opened the small bag that usually housed the toys and began to place each one in the bag. She gathered the shot, the thermometer, and the mirror Angelica was using to examine Tina and placed them inside. Her fingers came across the play stethoscope as she remembered Tina mimicking the sound of a heartbeat to add realism to their afternoon at the doctor’s office.

“Hmmm,” Bette smiled seductively as she placed the toy to the side and moved the bag off the bed.

Bette unbuttoned her pants and allowed them to drop to the floor in a damp mess around her feet. She kicked them to the side as she stood there in her black thong and lacy bra. She unfastened the bra and discarded it quickly on the floor hearing Tina singing a lullaby to Angelica. Bette recognized that Tina was almost done with the familiar song so she hurried to remove her damp thong, now wet from the rain as well as her thoughts of Tina.

Bette grabbed the stethoscope and placed it around her neck with a sexy chuckle. The listening device of the instrument laid perfectly between Bette’s breasts, calling attention to them. She set her pillows against the headboard and climbed onto the bed leaning against the pillows so she was sitting up comfortably. She crossed her legs at the ankles and rubbed her cold feet together waiting for Tina to return.

Bette felt the butterflies of excitement form as she heard the click of Angelica’s door signaling it had been shut for naptime. She heard Tina’s bare feet making their way down the hallway to their bedroom to continue her conversation with her wife.

“Babe,” Tina stepped into the room. “If you hang up your suit in the bathroom, I’ll…”

Tina stopped in the doorway to their bedroom, her eyes glued to the bed in the center of the room. Tina’s mouth was opened slightly, her heartbeat racing at the sight of Bette naked in bed.

“I…” Tina couldn’t find the words needed to form her thoughts into a coherent sentence.

“I was informed you had a boo-boo that needed tending to,” Bette smiled seductively. “The doctor will see you now.”

Bette arched her brow in a seductive challenge as Tina willed her feet to move closer to the bed. When Tina didn’t move, Bette got up into a kneeling position and smiled seductively at her wife.

“Come here,” Bette motioned with her finger wearing nothing but her smile and stethoscope. “I have just what the doctor ordered.”

Tina couldn’t help but to smile as she walked slowly toward the bed. Standing next to it, she was eye to eye with Bette who was still on her knees. She pushed the wet hair back from Bette’s face, a gesture she had done countless times before. However, this afternoon it was coupled with an unmatched passion that had been brewing for some time.

Tina didn’t kiss Bette right away, rather she took her time to look into Bette’s expressive eyes, tracing her soft fingertip on Bette’s perfectly arched eyebrow. Her fingertips traveled down the side of Bette’s face, caressing her cheek, as she swallowed hard to fight the urge to pounce.

“You’re so beautiful.”

“Tina,” Bette pleaded softly as she closed her eyes, giving into her desire for Tina’s touch.

Tina reached out in front of her and stroked Bette’s thighs. She ran her fingers down them, feeling the softness of Bette’s skin, as her thighs shook from Tina’s touch. Tina traced the outline of Bette’s hipbone on her right side, smiling as Bette exhaled the breath she had been holding since Tina began her exploration of her thighs.

“Babe,” Bette said breathless.

Tina ignored her plea as she urged Bette’s thighs further apart in front of her. She used only one finger and traced the soft, sensitive skin right above Bette’s hairline as Bette bit down on her lower lip.

“Where’s your bedside manner Dr. Porter?” Tina teased in a seductive voice. “I thought you should be taking care of me?”

Bette pulled at Tina’s shirt, cursing under her breath as the material seemed to be caught up on Tina’s breasts. Tina stepped back slowly, removed her shirt never looking away from the sight in front of her, and threw it to the ground near her feet. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, allowing it to fall unnoticed from her body.

“I have this boo boo,” Tina began in a husky voice. “I’m sure I need some help with it.”

“Where is this boo boo?”

Tina ran her fingertip down the side of her own breast, purposely avoiding her hardened nipple. Bette swallowed the lump in her throat as her breathing quickened and her mouth became dry.

“I have one here,” Tina rubbed closer to her own nipple arousing Bette even further.

“I see that,” Bette answered softly.

“Here,” Tina rubbed her own nipple between her thumb and forefinger, pinching it hard and pulling it away from her body to make it harden to the point of teetering on painful. She bit down on her lower lip as she worked to control her own arousal, wanting to stay dominant in the seductive game between her and Bette. “This really needs your up close and personal attention.”

Bette’s tongue darted out of her mouth to wet her lips. Tina was standing just out of her reach and she was unsure how much more teasing she could take. She felt the evidence of her arousal begin to seep out of her swollen lips and onto her thighs.

“I believe there was a promise earlier to kiss it and make it all better?”

Bette quickly reached out and grabbed Tina’s hand before she could react and step further back from the bed. Bette yanked Tina toward her, desperate to taste Tina’s skin and worship Tina’s body.

Bette wrapped her arms around Tina’s body, her fingers digging into Tina’s back to hold her in place. She tilted her head, gently placed a kiss on the side of Tina’s breast, and then licked that area with the tip of her tongue.

“Better?” Bette asked as she blew cold air on the same area causing goose bumps to form on Tina’s skin.

“Ugh,” Tina snaked her hand through Bette’s wet hair to pull her closer into her breast.

“I believe you said this was a boo boo too?” Bette allowed the tip of her tongue to circle Tina’s hard nipple. She smiled as a moan escaped Tina’s lips, the tables turned on the game of seduction. “Is this better?”

“Please,” Tina said breathless.

“You can’t rush the power of healing.”

Bette took Tina’s painfully sensitive nipple into her warm mouth and flicked her tongue over it. Tina threw her head back, arching her back, to allow Bette to take more of her breast into her mouth.

Bette sucked harder, finally using her teeth to graze Tina’s nipple, and pull it away from her body.

“Jesus,” Tina said as she brought her hands between them and raked her fingernails over Bette’s thighs once more. This time, the gentle teasing was more desperate.

Bette tore her mouth away from Tina’s nipple as she took in a much-needed breath. In doing so, she quickly relinquished control back to her wife. Tina took full advantage of the opportunity, desperate to please Bette.

Leaning down, Tina’s mouth quickly licked the path that her finger had taken only moments ago. She breathed deeply, taking in the scent that was so uniquely Bette. Bette leaned back, allowing her feet to support her as her thighs became weak. Tina stiffened her tongue and lightly licked Bette’s center, smiling as Bette gasped and threw her head back.

Tina reached up to touch Bette’s breasts when her hand came in contact with the plastic stethoscope still draped around Bette’s neck.

“I’m feeling better already Doctor,” Tina purred as she pushed Bette back on the bed and covered her body with her own.

Tina inserted her denim-clad thigh between Bette’s legs as she moved her hips hard against her wife. Bette moved with the same amount of passion and vigor, matching Tina’s rhythm eliciting a moan from her.

Tina kissed Bette’s lips, urging Bette to part them and allow her tongue access inside. Bette quickly complied, rewarded by tasting her own arousal, still present on Tina’s mouth from the one lick she allowed herself.

Their tongues began to duel for control, but Tina quickly ended it when she moved her head to the side and began licking her way to Bette’s neck. Bette grabbed a fistful of Tina’s blonde hair, bringing her mouth back to her own, desperate to be kissed harder. Tina used her tongue and teeth, in equal combination, to pleasure Bette. The harder Bette grabbed at her hair, the more Tina teased her to draw out the response she was in search of.

Bette’s shaky hands reached between them and began to fumble with the button on Tina’s jeans. The kiss was broken as a smile formed on Tina’s face, perspiration glistening on both of their bodies.

“I,” Tina nipped at Bette’s lips playfully, “Love….you.”

Bette smiled as Tina placed playful kisses on her lips after each word to emphasize them. Bette slowly slid Tina’s zipper down, reaching as far down as she could to work the jeans past Tina’s hips. Bette’s body bore the brunt of Tina’s weight as she struggled to shed her jeans. After a few attempts to lower her jeans, Tina relinquished her dominant position and moved both legs between Bette’s outstretched thighs.

“God these are hard to get out of,” Tina grunted as she pushed up to gain some leverage on the uncooperative clothing. She wiggled her lower body, brushing up against Bette’s throbbing clit, causing her to moan in response. Tina smiled, unable to hide her pleasure at hearing Bette react.

“You like that huh?”

“Hurry,” Bette demanded as Tina pushed up again and then repeated the wiggling action getting an even bigger response from Bette.

She wiggled once more, feeling the wetness of her own arousal mixing with Bette’s as she pushed up again. Freeing the jeans from one leg, Tina settled against Bette, rocking slightly as she worked to free the other leg. Tina’s mound rocked against Bette’s swollen clit once more as she grabbed at Tina’s hips to still her.

“Fuck,” Bette breathed as she slammed her eyes shut and concentrated on prolonging the inevitable orgasm.

Now both naked and aroused, Tina began to kiss Bette hard on her swollen lips. She, once again, moved to their earlier position, one of her muscular thighs was between Bette’s legs and she straddled Bette’s thigh as well. Tina’s hips moved gracefully up and down in an effort to get as much contact from Bette’s thigh on her throbbing clit as the position would allow. Tina pushed her thigh harder against Bette’s center, pleased to hear Bette moan in response.

Bette reached down and placed her hand at the sensitive area where Tina’s thigh became her ass. Bette dug her fingers into the sensitive skin there, smiling as Tina broke their kiss once more to take in a much-needed breath.

Tina propped herself up on her forearms to look down at Bette and gauge her reactions. Bette’s eyes were hazy, her breathing erratic, and her lips swollen from Tina’s kisses. Her hair was fanned out on the bed, a perfect contrast to the lighter color of the sheets.

Bette opened her eyes trying to focus on Tina. Her hair was hanging down, partially covering her face. Her swollen bottom lip was taking more punishment, as Tina bit down on it to control her reaction.

Tina moved hard against Bette’s thigh, trying to bring them both as much pleasure as she possibly could. She felt Bette’s arousal wetting her thigh, with each thrust upward, it was evident how close Bette was to surrendering to her pending orgasm.

Bette pulled her in closer once more and moaned when Tina began to grind harder against her throbbing center. Tina’s head fell forward, as she was unable to hold it up any longer. Bette wrapped her other arm around Tina’s neck, holding her close as she bit down on Tina’s shoulder.

“I’m so close,” Tina moaned. “God don’t stop.”

Bette thrust her thigh harder against Tina’s dripping, throbbing center once more. She felt Tina’s thighs tighten, her breath catch in her throat, and she felt Tina’s silky arousal spill out from between her legs and run down Bette’s thigh.

“God!” Tina screamed as her body shook uncontrollably.

Bette continued to buck her hips against Tina’s strong thigh as her own orgasm began. She felt the familiar tingle that began at her scalp and moved quickly to the other parts of her body.

Bette moaned, grinding harder into Tina, until her hips were too weak to continue the movement. Tina rubbed her glistening thigh against Bette’s center even when her hips stopped moving to draw out as much of Bette’s orgasm as possible.

Once Bette’s body relaxed, Tina picked her head up and looked deep into her eyes.

“God I love you,” Tina gently placed a kiss on Bette’s swollen lips.

“I love you too,” Bette closed her eyes as her body completely relaxed.

Tina moved to the side as she snuggled into the curve of Bette’s arm.

“That,” Tina chuckled, “Was an amazing way to spend the afternoon.”

Bette held her close with her eyes resting shut. Her breathing deepened as Tina gently stroked Bette’s eyebrow to relax her.

“You want to tell me about your day?”

“Sure,” Bette mumbled almost asleep. “I had a boo-boo.”

“Oh really?” Tina couldn’t help the smirk that crossed her face. “I hope it wasn’t serious.”

“Oh it was,” Bette smiled while still keeping her eyes closed. “It was my heart.”

“Your heart?”

“My heart,” Bette answered as Tina bent her elbow and rested her head on her hand to focus on Bette’s face.

“What about your heart? I tended to other areas of your body, but I wasn’t focusing on your heart.”

“You always focus on my heart,” Bette smiled. “You’re always there.”

Tina laid her hand down over Bette’s beating heart and stared at her wife beginning to drift off to sleep. She moved her hand to tickle the skin around the area, smiling as Bette opened one eye and arched her eyebrow in question.

Tina chuckled and laid her head down on Bette’s chest, feeling content to be this close to Bette given their erratic schedule as of late.

“Before you go to sleep,” Tina prodded. “Just tell me your day is perfect now.”

“It is now,” Bette smiled. “That you can be sure of.”

“Are you going to tell me what happened at work?”

“I’m not sure where to start,” Bette admitted as she held Tina tighter.

“Start with ‘those damn Philistines are breaking my back’,” Tina suppressed the urge to break into laughter. “I always love when your speeches start with that.”

Tina began to laugh as Bette’s fingers found her sides and tickled her in response to her teasing.