Tina grasps the lapels of Bette’s suit jacket before sliding her hands inside and sliding it off Bette’s shoulders. Bette shakes the coat off, allowing it to fall to the floor as her hands slowly slide up Tina’s thighs and under her frilly skirt.

Tina begins to unbutton Bette’s shirt as Bette grabs her ass and pulls her closer to the edge of the island with authority.

After unbuttoning Bette’s shirt, Tina takes a moment to admire Bette’s black lacy bra and allows her hand to graze the perfect abs she remembers well. She then pulls Bette back into a fiery kiss as she begins to unbutton Bette’s pants.

Bette’s hands massage Tina’s thighs, her hands moving higher and higher as Tina gently licks/bites her bottom lip. Bette’s fingers gently graze Tina’s center over her tights, causing a jolt of pleasure to shoot through Tina’s body and a shiver down her spine.

Bette gently nudges Tina’s chin and places open-mouth kisses on her neck. Tina closes her eyes and tangles her hand in Bette’s hair, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

Just as Bette reaches up and grips Tina’s tights, ready to pull them down….

The doorbell rings…

They both stop and stand still for a beat; their forehead crashes together as they breathe heavily.

“Fuck…” Tina whispers.

“Yeah…” Bette also whispers.

The doorbell rings again.

Tina gulps. “I…think I better get that…” She says, nuzzling her nose against Bette’s.

“Probably so…” Bette says.

Their lips graze each other a few times before Bette wraps her arms around Tina’s waist and helps her off the island.

Tina smooths down her skirt and then runs her hand through her hair. “Do I look presentable?”

Bette laughs. “I’m not thinking straight right now….so I have no idea…”

Tina eyes Bette from head to toe. “You’re not the only one that’s having trouble concentrating….”

Their eye contact lingers before Tina forces herself to look away and then hurries out of the kitchen.

She walks to the front door, takes a deep breath, and yanks it open. “Shane?”

Shane walks past Tina. “Hey, sorry to disturb you, I left my damn keys somewhere…” she then smiles and walks over to the table sitting in the foyer. “Ah, got’em…” She smiles at Tina as she holds the keys up. “Thanks….”

“No problem…”

Shane winks and then walks out the door. “See ya….”

“Yep…” Tina watches Shane hurry off the porch before she closes the door. She rests her forehead against the door for a beat before she turns and walks back to the kitchen….

***

Kitchen….

Bette is buttoning her pants when Tina walks in.

Tina smiles and gently nods. “Great minds think alike, I guess….”

Bette shrugs as she stands there with her shirt still unbuttoned. “I don’t really know what to do…”

“I think we should take a breather, right? I mean, obviously, there’s something going on here…” Tina says, motioning between them. “Maybe we take a beat to figure out what’s going on before we…. ya know….”

Bette nods. “Yeah, I agree, we’ll talk when cooler heads… and other body parts prevail….”

 “My thinking exactly…” Tina says with a smirk.

Bette returns Tina’s flirty smirk as she buttons her shirt and picks up her jacket from the floor.

“I’ll walk you to the door….” Tina offers.

“Yeah…”

They silently walk into the foyer.

“I guess we’ll talk tomorrow?” Bette says as she turns and looks at Tina.

“Absolutely….” Tina returns.

“K…” Bette says.

They lean in and give each other a cautious hug.

They pull away, and Bette gives Tina one last wave before she turns and walks out the door.

Tina stares at the door for a few beats before she turns to walk out of the foyer. Then she stops in her tracks when she hears a soft knock. She turns and stares at the door again before she strolls back over, slowly opening it.

Bette and Tina stand face to face, mere feet apart, their chests heaving up and down as arousal and other emotions swirl through their bodies.

Tina steps forward, and Bette covers the rest of the ground, dropping her jacket and keys on the floor. They crash into each other’s arms, and their passionate kiss picks back up where they left off.

Bette slightly bends down and cups Tina’s ass, and as if on instinct, Tina hops into Bette’s arms and wraps her legs around her waist.

Bette kicks the front door closed with her foot and leads them out of the foyer……