Temptation comes in many shapes and forms, for some it can be that creamy cake, for others it has to be those ’To die for boots…’, the ones that cost almost a months salary, but you fail to see how you could possibly live without them!

For Bette Porter temptation came in the shapely form of a blonde…, one with expressive eyes, rose tinted lips.., such very kissable lips, from what she could tell, voluptuous full breasts…, and much like those boots, an ass to die for!

While sitting at a little table, quietly tucked away in a corner of her favorite coffee house, Bette absentmindedly ran her fingertips along the rim of her cup, allowing herself a little time to daydream, and for a brief moment imagining the porcelain beneath her fingertips to be the blondes skin, the skin she was longing to touch, to feel against her own…, to explore…

Bette knew that given time she would experience these things, she knew that given time, she would relish in what it felt like to do more than just kiss this woman.

It had only been alittle over a week since their first meeting, but already Bette was feeling something, something that she hadn’t felt before.

It began with a light sensation in the pit of her stomach, it then rose to a feeling of being unable to eat, to settle to any task.

The normally focused confident brunette was nervous and she now understood the comparision to butterflies!  Her concentration wasn’t what it should have been, both at work or in her daily chores and she wasn’t used to this…, yet it was how it had been now for the past eight days, seventeen hours and looking at her watch…some minutes.

Their first meeting had been at Bettes Gallery, the blonde had entered the room on the arm of an aquaintance of Bettes, Eric, he had been an enthusiastic but small time art collector Bette had invited weeks earlier, the invitation had requested the pleasure of  "Eric and Guest"…

Bette smiled and thought to herself…., little did she know then that the pleasure would become all hers.

As Bette extended her hand to welcome her guests on their arrival, she found both her hand and her eyes linger a little longer than necessary with this stunning creature, she couldn’t ignore the warm feeling rushing through her on contact with the blonde…  At that precise moment, unbeknown to any of them, Eric became history!

Bette pulled herself out of her self indulgent daydream as the doors of the coffee house opened, and there she stood, for all intense and purpose the most beauitful woman scanning the small crowd searching out her afternoon rendezvous…

There stood Tina Kennard.

Her face was lit with a smile that reached her eyes on making contact with Bettes, both feeling slightly overcome that they were actually there to meet each other.

Bette stood, taking a few tentative steps forward and greeting Tina with a light kiss, the almost featherlike touch sending tiny shockwaves through both women…, still smiling, unable to hide just how happy they were to be in each others company once again, and while this wasnt their first date, there was still some initial shyness, Tina being a little coy, still unsure of how to act when your date is a woman… Though not just any woman, but the incredibly beautiful, much sought after Bette Porter…

After all, Tina had done her homework.