It was an early Saturday evening, and Bette and Tina had decided to stay in for the evening.  After a hectic workweek, the women were anxious to laze around the house.  Tina sat at the kitchen island counter, flipping idly through the previous two days’ mail.  Bette was just coming in from out back, where she had been cleaning the pool.  She was wearing a white tank top and yoga pants, and she had a thin layer of sweat coating her tan skin.

            Bette walked over to the stool where Tina was sitting, and wrapped her arms around her stomach.  She tucked her face into the corner of Tina’s neck and kissed her gently, breathing in.  Tina smiled and leaned into Bette, covering Bette’s arms with her own. 

            “Mmm, baby you’re sweating,” Tina said tenderly.  “Were you working hard?”

            “I was,” Bette said, swiveling the stool so that Tina was facing her.  She stood between Tina’s knees, and pulling her forward so that their hips were touching.  Tina instinctively wrapped her legs around Bette’s thighs; they had come to fit together naturally like puzzle pieces.  Bette smiled at her and leaned forward, pushing Tina backwards so that her back rested against the counter.  She ran her hands up Tina’s thighs and to the back, holding Tina’s ass in both hands.  Aroused from just the touch, Tina smiled coyly and pulled Bette in for a kiss.  

            Bette moaned into Tina’s mouth.  She let her hands wander over Tina’s hips, up her stomach, across her breasts.  She straightened up, picking Tina up with her.  Tina help on with her thighs firmly gripped around Bette’s waist.  Expecting to be brought to the bedroom, Tina became confused when she noticed Bette walking into the living room.

            “Where are you going?” Tina asked, pulling out of the kiss.

            “Couch,” Bette answered breathlessly.

            “Let’s go to the bed, baby,” Tina said, holding Bette’s hair to the side so that her lips could find Bette’s neck.  Bette hesitated, distracted.

            “No,” she finally said, standing next to the couch and putting Tina down on the middle cushion.

            “Right here?” Tina said, with a confused expression on her face.  Bette shook her head yes as she leaned over and kissed Tina again.  “Why?” Tina asked.