I smiled or tried to. “Yeah, a little” I replied it did
feel good to be smiling, or at least smiling for her.

“That’s good. You look beautiful.” She retrieved the napkin
and continued dabbing at the stain. My heart rate sped up in my chest when she
called me beautiful but I got the feeling she thought everything was beautiful.
It was just Bette Porter.

“So, what do you do” I asked trying to mask my
nervousness.

“Oh, I’m a kindergarten teacher” Bette looked up at me
and there was that goddamn smile again.

“That explains a lot” I said more to myself though it
was loud enough for her to hear. Her child like behavior.

She stopped her administration on the stain. “Explains
what?” for the first since meeting her she had a serious expression on her
face.

I wanted to be sarcastic and mean but something held me
back. I stared into her deep chocolate brown eyes. “You seem so…I don’t know…
you just have this childlike wonderment about you…its beautiful. You’re
Beautiful.”

My mind raced after that last statement. She looked at
me her lovely smile appearing once more. That look was beginning to stir
something inside of me good or bad I didn’t know. I was just feeling at the
moment.

That’s when I felt her hand at my chest but a little
too close…actually her right hand was on top of my left breast. How did it get
there?

She noticed it the same time as me but she didn’t
remove her hand. Her chocolate orbs met my hazels. Placing my left hand on top
of hers I leaned in.

Our lips touched for the first time and I was
captivated. Her lips were so soft, just as I had expected. I wrapped my arms
around her waist pulling her in closer to me while her arms surrounded my neck.
Her tongue parted my lips seeking entrance which I willingly gave her. The
smell of her perfume was resilient and it called out to me. I wanted more. I had
to have more. I deepened the kiss, moving my body in closer to hers. Nothing
was ever going to come between us.

She moaned when our centers touch, our breasts rubbing
erotically against the other creating a sensation I’d never experienced before.
It could only be described as out of this
world. Her hands moved from my neck to my hair, massaging my scalp. I
moaned into her mouth. I loved having my hair played with. This was by far the
best kissed I’d ever shared with anyone. Bette knew just what to do. Her tongue
touched every single part of my mouth. She dueled with my tongue then licked my
bottom lip before sucking on it ever so gently.

The need for air made us separate. I could have gone on
all night just kissing her sweet lips.

Bette stared at me. Her desire for me was present in
her eyes.

My desire for resulted in my underwear becoming
tighter. I had never lost control like that; no one had ever made me lose
control over my hidden appendage before. This woman had made me smile and
revealed a secret only a few people knew about.

Bette’s eyes moved from mine ever so slowly the tent in
my pants. My face grew red with embarrassment.

“What is that?”