Stop that! It tickles. Readjusting herself, Tina allows her body to relax back into the cushioned sofa, while she attentively watches Bettes long fingers as they manipulate each toe and brush the brightly colored paint on her nails, So tell me about this ***** wife of yours, the one that is going to cost you a hefty tip.

Bette raises an eyebrow at the use of the word ***** while a smile eases across her moist lips, Well that could take a while. There are so many things about her that I adore.

I have the time. At this pace its not like Im going anywhere any time soon.

A look of mock warning passes from Bette to Tina, Already youre criticizing my technique? Lets not forget who is at the mercy of whom at the moment – shall we? These little jewels could look really good or really bad when Im done with them. Maybe you should be careful about how critical you are of my method – ya know?

Without speaking Tina nods toward her feet, giving Bette clear instruction to pipe down and continue with the task at hand.

Ok, well, lets see, Bette drops her attention back to the soft foot laying in her lap, there are many things about her that are amazing, and not just her looks, though shes a knock out – other women check her out constantly, which makes me insanely jealous, yet proud that shes chosen me over all the others. Bette peeks up at Tina and winks.

You make it sound like there are women lined up around the block just waiting for a chance?

I wouldnt be surprised if they were. You should see her on a warm summer evening, with her hair pulled up and a silky sundress swaying against her gentle curves – simply breathtaking.

Tina gazes thoughtfully at the beautiful brunette sitting across from her, unable to stop the memory as it flashes through her head of at least one warm summer evening when Bette came home to find her wife outside by the pool with her hair pulled up and wearing a light weight dress that Bette personally chose for her. It complements your eyes and your hair and as Tina spun to show it off, and your *****. Look how it falls here, but clings in just the right places Bette fondled her behind that day while in the dressing room of the boutique, and every time since then when Tina wore that dress. That evening by the pool was no different, except the fondling turned into so much more. To this day Tina believes the neighbor behind them gives her odd looks when passing on the street or at the market.