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    The Set Up (15)

    Midway through the week, Bette was running her hands through her hair at the stress of all the work that had been piled up on her desk. The only positive note being that the pile of paperwork she’d finished was tallest.

    When she had pulled the phone to her ear, holding the receiver with her shoulder, she let out an exhausted sigh. She hated leaving messages.

    “Bette Porter calling …” she started, focusing on the décor of her office while she inquired about an art show she’d planned that was meant for the weekend after next. There was pressure on her to keep the date, but she was calling for more time. The catering couldn’t very well arrive a week early.

    After she’d hung up her phone, she let her shoulders drop, sinking onto the surface of her desk. Seven hours without a break. It was three o’clock in the afternoon.

    “Jesus fucking Christ,” she mumbled when she heard the phone ring. She didn’t even want to pick up her head, but she knew the call might be important. If James had put it through, it was worth taking. She felt around her desk and picked up the receiver as she forced herself up in her chair again. “Bette Porter.”

    “Is this a bad time?”

    Suddenly, and without intention, Bette’s face lit up. She even smiled as she closed her eyes and dropped her head in her hands. “T … I missed you.”

    “You sound so tired, baby. You okay?”

    “I … I’m just …” Bette took a deep breath in and then out, giving herself time to do so – knowing Tina would wait. “Swamped. Just busy, that’s all.”

    Tina sighed into the phone. “Tell me you’ve eaten.”

    “T!” Bette groaned, exhausted. “Please don’t be disappointed in me right now, okay? I just …” I couldn’t take it. “I’m trying to just get everything done. I’m gonna be here late as it is. So many plans have fallen through …”

    “No, I don’t think you understand,” Tina said, much gentler. “Bette, I’m just worried that you’re gonna get sick, not eating like that. I’m not disappointed in you. I’m disappointed in myself. That I haven’t been taking better care of you.”

    Bette smiled again, but much weaker. “Take care of me?” she asked with some obvious embarrassment. “T …”

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    Comments

    1. 😁 I feel redundant whenever I leave a comment because all I keep saying is “how awesome you are! 😘”. It seems manufactured and gives “let’s get this over with” feeling, but from the bottom of my heart you are awesome!!!! 😘 thank you GR

    2. GR you definitely are a MASTER of the HOT stuff! that dirty talk was to much, to explode your mind and body.There is a saying that women should be a lady in the house and a whore in bed and i think Tina is trying to prove that ha! but seriously i think sexual desire is not defined only as “the desire” to have sex,also are the fantasies that accompany,and the search for a satisfactory intensity.I love how Tina little by little is delivered, discovering the sensations caused by Bette’s body and herself,now she has to try to enjoy more without guilt or nagging.And for Bette must be nice to hear Tina say that she would take care of her if she get sick or something.This story is getting better BETTER…

    3. I read this at work and had to step away from my desk and walk around the block a few times. Dirty talking does the body good and I just can’t seem to find the superlatives to describe the hotness that took place. Thanks for sharing.

    4. sexy sexy sexy, if I were Bette in that office, I would die in the heaven. haha enjoy ur every story and chapter, hot or emotional, all are good writing and put on a lot work. thank you!

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