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    Feeling Bound – Tina Kennard

    Hours later in rough air over Pennsylvania, she’d bounced awake.

    Looking over my paperback I’d welcomed her back with a smile.  A moment later, she’d stretched and to my surprise had unbuckled my seat belt.

    ”Bette! You’ve got to be kidding!” I distinctly remember saying crammed into the small toilet space with her near the front of the airplane.  ”I won’t have sex here.”

    ”Any issues you have with these tight quarters, our suite at the Peninsula will make up for.”  One hand had unsnapped my shirt and the other had  tried to disappear my underwear.

    ”Or the smell,” I’d said just before she’d kicked closed the airline toilet seat.  Sitting on it she’d pulled me to her.

    ”I just had the sexiest dream about you, Baby and I have to have a taste.”

    It had been rough sounding and I’d resisted, but my mistake had been not leaving.  That move had felt dicey to me, at the beginning of our first trip away.

    She’d looked puzzled for about a split second, before the four inches she has on me, make that nearly seven when she’s in heels, which she was that day. She’d stood above me, taking my head in both her hands.

    The closeness of her kissing me hard against the bathroom door.  The awareness that this was really happening.  The roaring of the jet engines I’d hoped would hide any sounds of us against the door, almost toppling into sink.

    There she’d bent me over and I’d watched myself coming and coming in the mirror.

    I may have had boundaries two thousand miles and some six hours ago, but they were becoming a memory, replaced by my first acting lesson in New York.  Pretending nothing was going on under the dinner table.  I’d sipped my wine and I had smiled to myself, especially when she’d whispered, ”Move your hand down here and feel me taking you.”

    Up in our suite the room service waiter had pushed in a cart with a double-sized piece of chocolate cake and together they’d conferred over a bottle of red wine, before uncorking it.  I’d excused myself to the shower, where she’d joined me with hands that had been soapy and we’d washed and touched each other in anticipation.

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    1. Oh Blackbird, it is not the first time i a read it, but it seems better than the first time! Better is not the right word, it is amazing!

      I truly enjoy the inner thoughts from Tina and Bette, they are funny, sexy but most important they tell and explain their feelings, reasons why they have handled or have done things or spoke in the past or more recent.

      It’s fantastic how you let them tell about their past and memories.

      I’m already ready for your next chapter !

      Thanks again for reposting this fantastic story!

    2. Bibi, There are maybe 120 words that are similar to the story from 2014, making this one very different. After I enjoyed polishing “Remembering Me” (after your hints) I’m finding great themes in that series when all the stories had them “them behind the scenes” and my imagination of what might have happened,

      It’s a funny thing writers say to each other about something they’ve written – that one day they may go back to it and find pieces of gold to use for something else.

      That happened here and my storytelling has improved over time.

      Delighted you enjoyed the tale! Always appreciate your comments and that you enjoy my stories.

      Blackbird

      • I am delighted you found the pieces of gold to use it for something else, this new and improved version.

        Only like 120 words that are similar ???? wow, i already thought that this was not the original story, but you wrote it a few years ago and i can’t remember the story word for word.

        I will reread it somewhere in the future.

        I am looking forward to the moment Tina get her wish to have a ring on her finger.

    3. Hey Bb

      Very nice and hot chapter, I have read this story on your website, but I think here is a little different, improved, I would say; I like very much your narrative from Tina’s point of view, how she describe herself emerging from a conservative and traditional family toward a free environment where she can openly behave the way she is and feels, and then her story with Bette. Thanks so much for the chapter I’ll wait for the update.

      P

      • Thanks Proteonomics, As I said to Bibi, I’m changing the storylines in this series that I wrote in 2014. I’m planning on eliminating many tiresome things the writers did in the show, like Henry and Jodie, as examples. We won’t see them.

        Here in this rewrite, our lovers are together and Tina, as you’ve just read, has decided she wants a ring on her finger, and soon.

        Bye for now,
        Blackbird

      • Nice of you to come down from the ethers and drop me a line! Nice to see you. I’m delighted you’re enjoying the progress. Presently, I’m staring at the ceiling trying to help Tina figure out how to test the marriage waters with Bette or perhaps tricking her into flying the Boston. I’m leaning toward tricking her.

        Let’s see what happens…

        Blackbird

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