Tina unlocked the front door with a deep sigh. Work had been particularly trying, and she was ready for some relaxation time with Bette. As her view gave way to a stunning brunette, she knew exactly what kind of relaxation she was yearning. Bette was sitting on the couch, her work around her, in only small pyjama shorts and a wide-necked sweater, pulled over one shoulder. Tina arched her brow.

"Hey babe," Bette said, trying to keep focused.

Tina looked down to her uniform and the possibilities it harbored. ‘Hmm …’

Taking a few steps in and locking the door behind her, she took in the sight further. Bette’s beautifully toned thighs were pulling her in, grabbing her attention. With deep, sure breaths, Tina stepped around their coffee table, and stood looking down Bette’s sweater.

Bette couldn’t ignore the tension, smiling to herself. "Can I help you?"

"Lean back," Tina smirked, steadying her breath. In any circumstance, she could keep her cool. Well, in any other situation. Her wife was the exception.

"You don’t have a good enough view as is?" Bette inquired with her cheeky smile, typing on her laptop while she spoke. She knew Tina so well, but this mood her wife was slipping into – it was exciting because she was so unpredictable. She loved when Tina didn’t take the time to change. She had always had a thing for authority figures; cops were her favorite. Luckily, her wife’s profession demanded the very attire that aroused her.

"All the way," Tina smiled, pressing on Bette’s shoulder, and pushing her very slowly back into the couch. "Yeah. Just like that."

Bette looked up to her excited wife, her confidence filling the room. Bette didn’t have any intention of leaving, and kept completely silent, looking up Tina’s pants to her belt, and further to her button up shirt. Where were her handcuffs again? Bette smiled to herself, enjoying the sight before her eyes. Her heart started racing when she noticed Tina pushing the buttons through, and her shirt falling open. Gulp.

"I’m horny," Tina whispered, only having undone the top half of her shirt before leaning down. She spoke directly to Bette, teasing her lips. "I want you."

"I can see that," Bette whispered back, spreading her legs instinctively as the throbbing between her own legs intensified. She had hardly noticed it before, but now with Tina demonstrating her lust, she couldn’t hide it from herself.