"And now?" I ask turning to look Bette.

"And now what?" she says eyebrows raised.

"Are you a chicken now?" I tease.

"Are you asking me to have group sex Tina?"

"If I was?"

"I’d want to know why.  Your turn.  Why the curiousity all of a sudden."

"I was online and.."

"Here we go…!"

"Just hush and listen" I admonish nudging back into her chest but it sort of backfires when I feel her hardened nipples in my back.

"I was online reading some fanfic and there were these really hot stories of multiple women and some of them used something called a feeldoe.  It’s supposed to be like a strapless strap on.  The stories were really sexy Bette. I mean these authors were like professional writers and their stories were so hot.  Remember when you came home late Tuesday night?"

"Hell yeah!  You jumped me as soon as I came through the door!" Bette recalled with a laugh.

"I had just finished reading a couple of stories by authors who called themself "Green Tea", "SandScribe" and "Kelika."  Babe they were so fucking hot I swear I was about to handle things myself if you were a minute later."

"Geez, Tina they were that good huh?" Bette asks with a shudder, recalling Tuesday night.

"Yes Babe.  Really good and I kind of imagined me and you as some of the characters." 

"So what?  You want to act out some of those scenes together?" Bette asks with a squeeze and a nip at my nipple.

"Well I was hoping that we’d create our own original Bette and Tee scenes" I reply with a wiggle of my eyebrows. 

"That sounds nice.  So what, you wanna try this feeldoe thing?" 

"Yes, if you don’t mind."

"I’ll do anything for you baby." she whispers seductively.  "And are you serious about the multiple partners bit too?" 

"I don’t know, how do you feel about that?"

"Well, Tina, it’s something we can explore but there has to be definite rules involved." 

"Like no friends?"

"Definitely, no friends.  I can’t have Shane’s prowess stealing my girl from me can I?" 

"That would never happen!"

"It better not" Bette says with another squeeze.

We are quiet for a bit each contemplating the conversation we just had.  Soon I feel Bette pushing her center into my rear.  Naturally I respond in kind until she lays me on the bed belly down.  Next she is resting on her left elbow whispering in my ear and grinding into my ass. 

After ridding ourselves of our clothes she straddles my ass and is grinding into me so mercilessly that I am forced to touch myself to relieve the buildup.  Her hands rub across my upper and lower back until she is squeezing my ass as her pace quickens even more.  I feel her wetness seeping onto me as she moans, "Tina, oh my god Tina, you feel sooooo goooood, baby!"  I rotate my hips in time to her rhythm and tell her, "Shit Bette, I think I’m gonna cum.  It  feels so good.  God!  Get it Baby!" 

"I like it Tina, don’t stop baby, I like it like that."  Soon she puts her hands on either side of us and pumps repeatedly while her breath quickens.  "Tina yes, shit, oh god, yes I’m cumming for you…ahhhhhhhh!, yes"

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Now that she’s left for work, I’m sipping my coffee and wondering.  They say an idle mind is the devil’s playground and satan is busy trying to set the foundation of insecurity in mine.  It’s not like Bette to go too far outside the box for anything, let alone sex.  We’ve always been satisfied with each other.  At least I’ve felt that way.  But no, I shake my head, she hasn’t indicated otherwise.  I’ve opened this can of worms and now I’ve got my own self tripping.  Bette has always been honest and kind.  I need to finish prepping for work and put these thoughts out of my mind and just move on to what Bette and I are going to experiment with first.  She’d let me know if she’s wanted more.  Right?