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Late day sun filtered through the blinds in their bedroom, spilling shadows across the floor, across the bed, and across the two women who rested there.
“I thought you said you were going to help me with this,” Tina said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I thought I was helping you,” Bette whispered back, her lips brushing against Tina’s cheek as her hand disappeared again between her wife’s legs.
“What you’re doing” Tina said, swallowing hard to keep her voice steady, “is not how they describe it in the book.”
“And that’s how you want it? By the book? No room forinterpretation?” Bette asked. She lowered her face to Tina’s throat, kissing her way up to her lover’s mouth.
With each kiss, Bette slowly drew her fingertips across invisible paths along the inside of Tina’s thighs, dangerously close but not quite touching the liquid heat that she knew was there, just beyond her reach.
The afternoon had started innocently enough. Tina got home from the Center, started putting together the ingredients for dinner, and decided to take a few minutes to review the handouts that Rachel had distributed during the last natural childbirth class. One of the worksheets mentioned perineal massage, describing it as an exercise to reduce the likelihood of tearing during childbirth. Tina looked it up in one of her prenatal reference books and decided to give it a try.
Armed with the book and a hand mirror, Tina undressed from the waist down and got into bed to experiment. And 15 minutes later, that’s where Bette found her.
“Hey T, I finished my last meeting a little early and.wow,” Bette said, coming through the doorway of their bedroom and abruptly stopping.
Tina flushed with self-consciousness and hurriedly pulled the comforter over her legs.
“Can I play too?” Bette asked, grinning as she made her way over to the bed.
“You’re home early,” Tina said, trying to sound nonchalant.
“Not early enough. What’s this?” Bette picked up the book resting open on the nightstand and skimmed a few paragraphs. “I can help you with this, you know.”
“Oh really,” came the skeptical response.
Bette stepped out of her shoes, slipped her suit jacket over her shoulders, and sat down next to her slightly flustered wife.
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Can I play to. and How I’m I doing so far, Couldnt even my name. Maybe later I’ll know who I am…love this sad that you are near the end.. thanks
Niiiice, and I loved the last chapter with the Shane and Rachel introduction.
You get it so right on, it’s like you channel these two characters.
This interlude had the perfect balance of sensuality and playfulness. A true joy to read.
Wonderful – your descriptions are so full of love and sensuality and heat.
I just LOVE the sensuality!!
niiice
wow…
I really don’t want this story to end. very nice chapter
“CAn I Play too?” EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!
This was so tender and sensuous. Sad that it’s coming to it’s end but hoping that you have more in store for us in another series.
Hmmm. Nice way to start the work day.
“how am i doing so far.” ive lost the ability to breath. if you dont know the answer to that question, then you dont know jack. -_+
please make this go on forever.
i can’t agree more with everybody here: so sensual and slow. thanks.
“Love…The irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired” (Twain)… looks like their home.
What an amazing story…it will certainly be missed.
nice..very nice…
How beautiful is this line: “Bette,” Tina said again. One word, both prayer and permission.”
Dazzling.