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    Episode 601

    Story written on October 5, 2012 by Pootie Chasin' Dog.
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    About 2 weeks after the end of Season five…One Chapter Story


    Tina tossed the script to the floor and grabbed the hem of Bette’s shirt.

    “What’s gotten into you today? You were so sullen when you left for work this morning,” Tina pulled her closer and kissed her quickly.

    “I procured a major donation to expand the University Art Gallery,” Bette replied smugly. “Phyllis was practically throwing rose petals down the hallway for me as I walked.”

    “The picture is becoming clearer,” Tina nodded.

    “We’re talking too much,” Bette said. “And we only have an hour left.”

    She reached for Tina’s blouse and unfastened a few buttons while leaning her back against the arm of the couch.

    Bette let her hand trail up Tina’s inner thigh and under her skirt. She was soon met with the resistance of a pair of lace underwear.

    “Let me take these off,” Bette whispered.

    Tina raised her hips from the couch and Bette worked them down, slowly past the knees, over the calves and finally off her feet before throwing them on the script Tina had discarded earlier.

    “Don’t take too long,” Tina pleaded.

    “Why not?” Bette said. She wanted Tina’s build up to be long, slow and satisfying.

    “You make me so wet when foreplay takes a while,” Tina said.

    “You’re already wet,” Bette replied, sliding her fingers over Tina as a demonstration. “Just enjoy.”

    Tina leaned into the contact and moaned quietly.

    They both froze at the sound of a knock on the door.

    “Don’t stop,” Tina whispered urgently.

    Bette resumed her movements.

    The knock was repeated.

    “You have to be quiet,” Bette whispered in return.

    “I’ll be quiet,” Tina’s eyes closed as she moved with Bette’s hand.

    “For the first time ever, you’ll be quiet,” Bette’s fingers sought out the spot she knew would get a reaction.

    Just as Tina gasped, someone tried to open the door. The rattle of the doorknob likely distracted the visitor from the sound of her reaction, but there was no way to be sure.

    Bette smiled as she looked into Tina’s eyes.

    “You did that on purpose,” Tina whispered.

    They heard steps walking away.

    “Just an experiment,” Bette said. “Here’s another.”

    “Oh fuck…” Tina said aloud.

    She pulled Bette close to her and they continued kissing until Tina was extending her head back in ecstasy.

    Tina was still trying to recover some semblance of a normal breathing pattern when she reached for the top button of Bette’s slacks.

    Tina pushed Bette back into a sitting position and loosened the slacks, unfastening the zipper. Tina rose from the couch, then silently invited her to stand up and walked her back to lean against the desk, reaching into her French cut briefs. Her own skirt had returned appropriately to its prim and proper position, but her underwear remained on the floor.

    Bette was already primed from witnessing Tina’s release and was soon quietly enjoying the denouement of their interaction.

    “Best thing to come across my desk in a while,” Tina said innocently.

    “Wonder if we can make a movie out of it,” Bette replied, still leaning for support.

    “This performance, to be repeated frequently, is just for me,” Tina leaned in and kissed her again.

    “For us,” Bette corrected. “For both of us.”

    …the end…
     
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    2. Very nice. I like the role playing, but I had the feeling that Bette wouldn’t able to continue because she wanted her afternoon delights. The for the story.

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