Tina: Ahhhh (Breath) O K

With that, Bette snaked her free hand between Tina’s legs –
grazing her inner thigh along the way. This sent shivers up and down Tina’s
spine and caused her to jerk slightly at Bette’s touch. This in turn made Tina
step harder on the gas pedal temporarily accelerating Bette’s Saab.

Bette: (that ***** giggle) Are you ok T? Do you want me to
stop? (Accenting the “P” followed by a warm breath into Tina’s ear)

Tina: No

That was all that Tina could muster.

Bette: Tina, I need you to lift yourself up slightly.

Tina braced herself with the steering wheel, pulled herself
up slightly, and waited for Bette’s next move – never once hesitating. Bette reached down, lifted Tina’s dress up
to her waist and slowly removed Tina’s underwear. She took her time, making
sure to caress Tina’s back, legs, bum, and slightly bulging belly while doing
so. Bette got the underwear to just above Tina’s knees when she stopped.

Bette: (commanding Tina) Sit back down.

Tina complied. She was so into what Bette was doing to her
that she didn’t even realize she missed a turn that would have lead them to
their house. Bette noticed, but didn’t care by this time. All that she cared
about was pleasing Tina. In fact, it began to excite Bette not knowing where
Tina was leading them on this journey to rediscover the passion that had
disappeared from their relationship prior to Bette’s infidelity.

Bette returned a hand to the steering wheel to help Tina
navigate the car between the lane lines. Occasionally, Tina would drift over to
either side and would drive over the lane markers causing the tires to
reverberate thumps through the Saab’s interior.

Bette: Let’s try to keep it between the lines T.