Bette loved seafood.

“Mmm…,” the brunette said in appreciation.  She took the platter from Tina, then proceeded to serve the blonde, before fixing a serving of oysters for herself.

She smiled at Tina, “Um (pause) so do we feed each other?”

Tina smiled back, “Good idea, baby,” as she picked up the oyster shell on Bette’s plate, and squeezed a bit of lemon on it, flicked out the meat of the oyster, and offered Bette the oyster on a fork.

Bette opened her mouth, and closed on the fork seductively, pulling gently on it, while sucking the oyster in.

“How’s that?,” she asked Tina, with a wink.

Tina swallowed a lump on her throat. “Nice.”

“My turn,” Bette said, as she picked up the oyster shell on Tina’s plate.

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An hour later, they were slow dancing to the same Isaac Hayes song that Bette had arranged to be played on the night they had enjoyed a nightcap in the cave of the wine cellar of the George V Hotel, two years ago. 

Tonight they had gone through the menu of aphrodisiacs that Tina had her chef friend fix up, including some caviar that she had eaten off of the small of the base of Bette’s neck.  They were perfectly primed.

Bette’s robe was undone, barely held together loosely by the robe’s ties.  She was naked underneath the robe.

Tina’s blouse was undone, and her tank top had been untucked from her skirt.

Bette was laying hot open-mouth kisses on the blonde’s neck, alternately sucking on Tina’s tender skin until she gasped, then cooled the spot off with gentle licks.  The brunette’s hand had curled under the tank top, and was cupping each breast alternatively, massaging the breast, then gently circling the nipple with the pads of her thumbs, and squeezing and pinching them until Tina moaned deeply with growing desire. Bette’s other hand was gently massaging Tina’s nape with slow circles, then began to continue the massage down Tina’s spine.

Her bare thigh had moved to between Tina’s legs, and began to rub rhythmically against the blonde’s aching mound.

Tina could barely stand.

“Bette …,” she moaned.

“I’m never going to leave you again, T.”  Goosebumps raced across Tina’s skin, tingling from Bette’s sure touch of her sensitive spots.  “I’ll always be here with you, beside you.” Bette continued in a husky voice.