Tina rubs my shoulders and bents to plant a tiny sweet kiss on my lips, lightly brushing my cheeks with her fingers.

“You definitely are passionate, Bette,” she says seductively.

“Well, hopefully, the board will be able to see my passion on Monday as well. It’ll mean that I didn’t spent the entire weekend in vain, by praising Georgia O’Keeffe and her talent, which should be well-known even without my ramblings on this topic,” I utter as she touches my hair, curling my locks around her fingers and gazing at me.

“I know a great way for you not to spend the weekend in vain,” she whispers and I feel soft tickles in my belly as she does.

“You do?”

“Yeah,” she sits down on my knees, “and I’m sure it’ll prove you no less talented than Georgia O’Keeffe,” she murmurs into my ear and kisses me on the lips.

“No less talented you say?” I wrap my hands around her and press her tightly into my body.

“Mhmm your talent is undisputable, baby.”

This time I kiss her and her luscious lips feel splendid against mine, so soft and loving. My hands are still on her back, they now find the rim of her T-shirt and slip underneath, finally feeling her gentle skin and caressing it slowly. Our kiss deepens as she slightly opens her mouth to let my tongue inside and we both moan into the kiss from the sensation that we’re giving each other and I instantly forget about my work and whatever problems I’m having with anybody on this planet, at this very moment there’s just her and I, exploring each others mouths and bodies.

Tina’s fingers are on my face, holding it as we kiss and enjoy each other. I finally break it to catch some air and look again into her eyes. She leans in to my ear and says the words that make me weak in the knees – “I want you to make love to me” – these words make me high like nothing else, I take a second to imagine that soon I’ll be seeing her naked body, feeling it with my mouth and hands, that I’ll be inside of her and I’m twice as wet as I was a minute before just by playing it in my head.