In the recent days Tina had been discharged and was comfortably resting up at home, she had started to take better care of herself Helena made sure of that.

It was a waiting game for Bette to be discharged, it felt like it had been an eternity for Tina since she had seen the brunette. Helena was keeping her informed and it seemed that the drugs Bette was on were pretty much wiping her out. The doctors thought it was best to allow the body to repair it’s self and the best time to do that was as she slept.

Helena divided her attention between work commitments, looking after Tina, visiting Bette and also caring for her children. She herself was exhausted but the rewards would be worth it in the forseeable future she could feel it.

*******

I sat there alone with nothing but my thoughts, even as I drifted in and out of consciousness. She filled my entire thoughts. Where was she?. Helena had told me she had been ill and that’s why she couldn’t visit. As she spoke those words I saw this light in her eyes that was telling me not to press the matter any further. So I didn’t.

Of course I was worried about Tina, worried that I may have been too late the appointment had been sometime this week. All my days transformed into night so quickly; and then I was left alone frightened by my own shadow.

The image of me projected onto the white wash walls had me in a state of despair; my hair wildly adorning my face. I felt useless, although I had been trying to get released earlier I used this time to work on my physiotherapy. The doctor had given me a few exercises to build back up the muscle in my pelvis and hopefully strengthen the bone and tissue that surrounded the metal plates that were used to save my life.

No matter how much pain I felt I still dreamed of Tina touching me. It always felt so real; until I was brought back to reality. I brushed my hands straight over my breasts down my stomach towards their needed destination. I lifted my gown above my thighs, I moved my leg slightly to accommodate a much more comfortable state.

As I slipped my fingers down the front of my panties, I was shocked at how wet I was from just thinking about Tina.

I imagine her warm lips sucking softly on my already erect nipples, her hands exploring my skin in deepth; inch by inch. Her smiling into her suckling and drawing her nails to sink into my skin. My body aches at the sheer thought of Tina wanting me so deeply and abandoning her sweet submissive self.

I lightly place my hand in her sheer blond hair, it’s so soft and smells too good. Her natural fragrance drifting openly into my nostrils; not wanting to exhale.

She shifts her weight further down staring into my eyes with a seductive smile that enhances her beauty. She blows coolly onto my thighs, as I gasp at the destructive nature she holds over me.

I dip my fingers in and out of my core as I search hopelessly for her touch, as I get faster she smiles through her eyes as she laps up my juices and lies her flat tongue into my folds.

I’m startled but willing to enjoy the pleasure of her tongue as it twists, suckles and grazes my clit. My back tenses without even thinking, the waves are crashing hard against the shore. She buried her head deep whispering into my core; vibrating my very being and excited a new fondness for confident Tina. I’d cum. As I opened my eyes I was slightly ashamed of where I had got myself off but it relieved abit of tension, which was much needed. But underlying beneath the surface I knew nothing would feel as perfect as her touch.

I sank into the mattress, afraid someone may have heard me quickly pulling down my gown. If only that fantasy had been real.

I sigh broken from my thoughts; I needed to talk to Tina. I found my cell on the bedside cabinet and dialled her number it just rang out then went onto voicemail. Typical, when I really need her she’s too busy to answer her phone. I try Helena to make sure she’s ok.

“Hi Helena”.

“Hi Bette, everything ok?”. She gestured towards the phone and mouthed Bette was on the line to Tina. They were both as surprised as one another it seemed.

“Erm yeah as good as it can be I suppose. Is Tina around? I’ve tried to ring her.” Deep down I hoped she would be and wouldn’t get Helena to lie to me saying she wasn’t there.

Helena mouthed to Tina that Bette wanted to talk and when Tina okayed it she simply replied “Hold on she’s right here”. Before passing the phone on.

“Hello Tina”.

“Hi Bette, how are you?”. Tina was apprehensive as to why she was calling so late at night. If it wasn’t for her having the munchies herself and Helena would have been asleep along time ago.

“I’m fine, sorry I just realised what time it was. Maybe I should call you back tomorrow”.

Tina sighed desperately in the need to talk with Bette even if it was on the phone.

“No it’s ok I’m awake I’ve got the munchies. Always do at this time lately.”. She covered her mouth after she had said that, creating distance between herself and Helena she walked to the window. She felt like she was 15 years old again and her heart was pounding so fast at the sound of the beautiful woman’s voice.

“Oh do you now?”… My flirtatious tone surprised me, it had been so long since I used this tone whilst talking to Tina.

Silence filled the crackling and breathing into the phone.

“Yeah I guess I do. So how come you rang?” Tina took the flirtatious route with me until I was hit with the conversation dampener.

“I just wanted to see how you was Helena said you was ill and to tell you the truth I have been worried. Is it because of what you did?”.

Tina looked as far out the window as humanly possible, she swallowed hard “I don’t want to talk to your about that over the phone it just feels weird”.

“Ok I didn’t mean to upset you, so I apologise if I have”.

“Is this Bette Porter actually apologising over something? You sure this is the real Bette? I’m having doubts”. Her southern drivel hung off each word; the seductive way she would always play with my name made me smile openly into the phone.

“I guess you haven’t met the renewed Bette Porter nice to finally meet you.” I attained my own rhythm of flirting to adhere to Tina’s. It was like at this moment nothing could feel better in my life.

“Nice to meet you Bette, this is the newly piled on many- a- pounds Tina Kennard.” She chuckled lightly at the ridiculous conversation they were both having. Tina had looked over her shoulder to see Helena had long disappeared from view.

I laugh at her plight of introduction, “I guess this is the newly sexier Tina Kennard then?” My playful tone was full of lust and wanting but I was afraid she wouldn’t return it.

“Hmmmm very doubtful people would find me attractive at this size. I nearly took out a whole display at the supermarket today, that was with me just turning round”.

“I think you’re beautiful no matter what size you’re and it seems you get more beautiful by the day”. I couldn’t help myself from getting too deep too soon.

Tina stood there glowing a deep shade of crimson. Bette’s words still had an effect on her, in all the time they had been together she had never been complimented in that way before.

“I seriously don’t know what to even say to that but thank you it does mean a lot that you said it.” Tina hadn’t thought about her choice of wording as she let them surpass her lips; but smiled because she had been honest in her reply.

‘It means a lot’ I thought to myself in what sense.

“What are you thinking about?” I was curious and never took the opportunity to ask what was going on in that pretty little head of her’s.

“Erm seriously what have you done with Bette Porter? This is getting too surreal.”

I should have laughed as her tone was still playful instead it brought back how the old me wouldn’t have ever thought to call at this time of night let alone ask her what she was thinking.

“She’s been here all along, just I failed to show you this side to me.” I was blunt and honest with her.

“Well at least she’s finally shown up, I should get to bed now. It’s been really nice talking to you, without all the tension between us. Don’t get me wrong when you’re well enough I want us to have a heart-to-heart. It’s important for us to do that.”

“I think we could benefit from that night Tee.”. Shit I just called her Tee I guess I will never learn.

“Night Bette”.

She never got mad or made a point of me not calling her that again, the progress between us may be slow but she’s my life; and I’ll wait for her forever.

********

Tina finally retires to bed replaying their conversation moments earlier, when she called her ‘Tee’ it felt much nicer than when she had tried to before. She put that down to her talk with Helena letting things go- giving Bette the opportunity for forgiveness and not tearing down bridges.

She smiled into her pillow hugging her stomach as she wrapped her arms around herself as if Bette were holding her as she fall into a deep blissful slumber.