Kit noticed the "party" was breaking off, "Lunch is over I see, now they will all fight to see who pays the bill and I smile all the way to the cash regsiter. The staff are always happy to see them come and go because they sometimes leave more in tips then the cost of the actual lunch. It’s like a coop full of roosters all trying to prove who’s got the biggest …..wallet!" Bette laughed, "Good one" I should get back too." They both stood and Bette gave her sister a hug. "I’Il pop in again before the end of the week."

Bette? Bette Porter?

Bette turned toward the group of men and specifically the one calling her name. "Yes? she asked expectantly. "I’m sorry do I …?" The man that spoke stepped forward.smiling "It’s me Philip. Phillip Patterson" Bette was still looking at him blankly. "From College, freshman year? remember?" Bette suddenly smiled, "Phillip, of course yes. I’m sorry but you look so different without your glasses and long hair" she said as she stepped forward and briefly hugged him. "Lazer surgery" Philip said blushing slightly. He turned towards his companions that were directing their gaze towards Bette, "This is Bette Porter, Bette let me introduce you to some friends.." He began to rhyme off names and positions but Bette wasn’t really listening. She was waiting for him to get to the blonde that was hedged out of the group as the men surged forward to meet Bette, "Sensing fresh meat", she imagined to herself. "Bette was my first girlfriend in college" Phillip was saying, causing the men to raise their eyebrows. "Probably speculating on their past physical relationship" Bette thought, "Typical men, thinking from the waist down." She smiled and shook hands with each man in turn and just as quickly dismissed them from her mind. "And this is Tina Kennard, one of the companies Producers. Tina stepped forward and Bette reached out for her hand. "Tina, so nice to meet you" Bette said warmly.

Tina felt her hand grasped by the brunette and a warnth spread down her arm. Why was she so affected by this woman? "Tina smiled and squeezed her hand slightly, "Bette" Did she hold my hand a fraction longer than was necessary or did I imagine that, Tina wondered. Kit was returning to the group to get a signature from the credit card holder. Bette introduced her to the party. "This is my sister Kit, the owner of the Planet." The introductions started again around the group and Kit captured their attention, boistering the men’s ego’s, squeezing a few biceps, and basically ensuring that they all come back soon. Bette was once again standing with Tina. Tina was shaking her head in amusement at the antics of the men. "She’s a big hit" Bette looked at Tina in concern, "She isn’t trying to steal your thunder, it’s just business" Tina quickly responded. "I know, she’s a very smart business woman, they’ll be sure to come back every chance they get and I love the break. It gets very tiring, stroking so many….ego’s at a time" I was actaully happy when Phillip spotted you, maybe I can get some time off. "You’re playing them on purpose." Bette stated astonished. Tina nodded, "That’s my job! Keep them happy and the company is happy and I get the big bucks.and an occasional fringe benefit whenever I choose. Not a bad job" she said nodding towards the suited men. "They would definitely like to see you again, i can tell from their reactions, are you looking for company?" Tina asked. Bette looked deep into Tina’s eyes and shook her head as she leaned in towards her, "Sorry, they’re just not my type." She reached out and grasped her hand again in farewell as Tina looked puzzled. She watched as Bette caught Kit’s attention and waved good bye before heading out of the cafe and down the street. She realized she still had her hand stuck out from where Bette had held it and quickly reached down and smoothed out her skirt. She recalled the smell of Bette’s perfume which she recognized as one of her own favorites when she had leaned in with her parting comment. "Get ahold of yourself Kennard," she said to herself. "You’re just over tired and need to get laid. Pick a stud for the evening and you’ll feel much better" but curiously she pleaded a headache, which was true and passed on them all, heading home alone after work.

Bette was having a hard time concentrating the remainder of the afternoon and ended up home earlier then usual. She kept seeing Tina in her mind’s eye and her imagination was in overdrive. She couldn’t remember the last time she had had such an immediate physical reaction to another woman. It was more confusing given the fact that the reaction was obviously not mutual. Bette changed into a loose fitting T-shirt and track pants and sat back on her sofa with a glass of cool white wine. "Stop it Porter", she said to herself out loud. "She’s off limits, way off limts" She closed her eyes and pictured Tina laughing and smiling at her, then she started imagining Tina with less and less clothing and groaned out loud. Her senses were alive and she felt herself growing wet just thinking about Tina, she reached down and stroked herself through her track pants and drew an intake of breath. "Christ" Arching her back she slid down farher on the couch making herself more comfortable and at the same time reached inside her pants and underwear to stroke her clit. "ahhhhh", she knew it wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge.She pictured Tina leaning over her, touching her intimately and pretended it was Tina’s fingers on her clit. Pinching and rubbing herself slowly feeling the building sensation. Once more she imagined it was Tina touching her and she immediately began to convulse in a strong orgasm" "Wow" she though as she slowly regained her breathing and removed her hand. "Thank you Tina, that was very, very nice", she said to herself. I hope I can one day return the favor".and she reached for her wine again smiling to herself..

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