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    It’s Mother’s Day

    “I love it when you agree with me” Tina’s voice was low and heavy with lust. “I love it almost as much as I love making you scream my name.” Having quickly removed Bette’s blouse and bra, Tina moved forward and flicked her tongue over Bette’s nipple. Did Bette scream Tina’s name, no but she knew she wasn’t far off.

     

    Rule number nine: when any one or more of the eight primary rules are broken, drop everything and have sex.

    12:52pm

     

    Bette and Tina were laying naked and satisfied on the rosewood floor of Bette’s hallway. Bette couldn’t help but notice that her ceiling needed a fresh coat. She also noticed something else that was far more important, something that would significantly impact how she spent the next twenty or so minutes.

    “Tina you’re breaking rule four”

    “Only after your index finger decided it was fair game and broke rule five” Tina glanced down at Bette’s index finger which was tracing circles around her belly button.

    “That’s a completely subjective rule T and you know it. I’m not being tender here I’m trying to turn you on.” Bette lied.

    “I disagree. This feels tender and the rule clearly states..”

    “I know what the rule states!”

    “And you disagree that your finger is in breach?”

    Bette continued circling despite the accusing stare Tina was giving her finger. “You have the sexiest belly button my finger’s ever encountered.” Best to save the discussion about their emotional relationship for when they were clothed, she thought.

    “There’s no such thing as a sexy belly button”

    “There is now” Bette manoeuvred herself so she was face to belly button with Tina’s belly button. “Miss belly button.” She, Bette Porter, was whispering to her lover’s belly button. If you’d asked her a couple of months ago if she would ever consider doing such a thing she would have laughed at what would have seemed an absurd notion at the time. With Tina her inhibitions were no more and she couldn’t be happier. “I crown ye the fairest belly button in all of the lands” Bette’s smile grew when Tina’s giggle turned into a belly laugh. “After my trip to the south I’ll reintroduce you to your mate Porter belly. Bet you’d like that huh.” With that promise Bette headed south to settle their most exercised rule, rule nine.

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    1. For me sexy and Mother’s Day don’t really go together because Mother’s Day means MY mother. LOL

      Thank you for reminding me that there are lots and lots of mothers out there, and damn can they be sexy!! ;-)

    2. Ally, this is sweet and Sooo hot!….especially in the first page.
      “Here she was in Bette’s house. Walking down Bette’s hallway. Wearing, no scratch that, slipping off Bette’s sweat pants. Pulling off Bette’s tee shirt and pushing Bette back against her wall. How could Bette resist her, how could she deny her, deny their rules when Tina was dominating her every sense?”

      So glad that you write, even just for the mother’s day.

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