Tina kissed Bette with her lips, her tongue, her hands caressing Bette’s face, then moving down her body with indecent haste.

Bette returned her kisses, while slipping her hand beneath Tina’s blouse freeing her ***** from the confines of the silky top.

“I want you.” She muttered. “All the time, everywhere, I want you.”

Tina weakly tried to push her away. But she had no desire to stop this. Bette awakened feelings in her she had long forgot. Sexually she turned her on to a degree she had never known existed. She was a dangerous ride, and Tina couldn’t seem to stop herself from taking it.

They kissed silently and caressed each other until it was Bette’s turn to push her away.

“What are we doing here, are you teasing me?” Bette asked in a strangled voice.

“I never tease.” Tina said unzipping Bette’s pants and sinking to her knees. “Never.” And then her mouth was on her, sucking and flicking Bette’s swollen nub, taking her to heaven and back and swallowing the evidence.

“Oh *****.” Bette exclaimed. Bette had experienced good *****, bad *****, mediocre *****, even. But she had never experienced ***** as erotic and as exciting as Tina Kennard.

“I wanted to do that to you all through dinner.” Tina’s eyes gleamed. “Sort of a farewell present.”

“Well if that was goodbye, I sure as ***** can’t wait to see the way you say hello.”   

Tina didn’t laugh. “That was goodbye Bette. Today was a dream a fantasy. Now we have to return to real life.”

“You’re kidding me T, right?” Bette gripped her arm. “Do you love Eric, Tina?”

“That’s no concern of yours.” She said sharply.

Bette grabbed Tina bending her backwards while bringing her own head to Tina’s *****.

“Bette no!” She commanded.

“Yes.” Bette insisted. “Oh yes.”

Tina found herself lost in Bette’s arms, something was happening and there was not a thing she could do to stop it.

She was frightened in someway and yet exhilarated at the same time. As Bette crushed her in her arms all reason deserted Tina and she wanted her again.

“This is crazy.” Tina said, finding her clothes which had been abandoned on the deck as she struggled in to them. “We’re ***** crazy, anybody could have come across us. This yacht is crawling with people. We are crazy. I mean it.”

“Its okay T you don’t have to keep saying it. I’m convinced, honestly I am.” Bette smirked.

Tina turned to face Bette.

“You do know this is just ***** don’t you. *****, you do know that don’t you?”

Bette returned Tina’s gaze.

“You are probably the woman I’ve been looking for all my life. Only I got sidetracked by a thousand blondes.”

“Great ***** does not a relationship make Bette.”

“But it sure beats the ***** out of lousy *****.” She grinned.

“True.”

“I only speak the truth T.”

“Yeah when it suits you.”

“What’s that suppose to mean?”

“Oh come on Bette, You’re a lady killer …a player. You’re not even my type.”

“And what makes you think you’re mine?”

Bette and Tina burst out laughing.

Tina touched Bette’s cheek lightly and couldn’t stop herself from saying.

“Bette Porter, I don’t know what’s going on here, but I think something definitely is happening.”

“Like a thunderbolt.” Bette responded.

“Not just *****.”

“No.”

“More.”

“Right.”

“Much much more.”

“You said it.”

“And we don’t even know each other.”

Tina stared at Bette so many feelings all at once.

“*****.” Bette exclaimed. “When am I going to see you again Tina?”

“You’ll see me tomorrow at breakfast.”

“T, you know what I mean.”

Tina was already half way up the stairway.

“Bette I gave you my goodbye present. Lets just leave it at that, ok.”

They both had a feeling that doing that was impossible.