“Oh, I really don’t know” Tina said.

“Fine. You should notify me when you know.”

“Okay. Umm”

“See you. Was glad to talk to you again, Tina.”

With those words, Bette came closer in order to plant her an innocent kiss on the cheek, but instead, she kissed her where her lips truly belonged. Tina had been telling herself that another kiss wasn’t what she wanted, but when she felt Bette’s breath, the silk of her lips and the tenderness of her skin against her face, she couldn’t put her own emotions on hold and resist the instant desire to let her hands touch Bette’s velvet skin for the first time.

After a long voluptuous kiss, a series of small ones followed until the two women thought it better to finally allow their lungs to take a breath.

Tina immediately looked down, smiling; she couldn’t disguise her sensations this time and was not intending to.

“I think we should go in,” Bette whispered. “I really think so.”

Tina led out not a single word, she simply turned to the door, found her keys in the pocket of her pants and let them both inside.

“I’ve been working all weekend, so it’s not all clean and tidy here.” Tina switched the light on. Before her hand could leave the switcher, Bette’s hand covered it and the light was off again.

Not being able to see anything because of a sudden darkness, they intuitively found each others’ lips and both melt in a searing kiss. Bette’s hands were caressing Tina’s back under her clothes, endeavoring not to miss a single inch of that perfection, while Tina was fondling Bette’s hair and brushing with her fingers against Bette’s neck. Never breaking the contact, they reached what seemed to be a couch and stood near it, still kissing and feeling each other.

Bette started unbuttoning Tina’s shirt, slowly and expert-like, tracing her skin with fingers. Their foreheads were pressed against each other, allowing the women to observe their movements – Bette’s hands working on the shirt and Tina’s chest reacting to it. Once the shirt was off, Bette took it off and proceeded to unclasp Tina’s bra.

That was when Tina first felt uncomfortable. Being naked in front of a man seemed a norm, being naked in front of a woman (this woman) was embarrassing. Bette caressed her belly, lifting her hands up to the desired spots and Tina’s whole body was responding to it, shaking from excitement. Bette’s fingers finally found her nipples, just before she bent a little and kissed Tina’s neck.

Tina backed off, not expecting to feel such uncontrollable sensations in every cell of her body.

“I think we should stop,” she led out a sigh.

Bette did. “Why? What’s wrong?” she whispered, not seeing any reasons to abort the scene in its purest bloom.

“I don’t know feels not right,” Tina said, taking her shirt from the floor and covering her *****. “I’m not ready yet.”

“Didn’t you like it? I could tell you pretty much did,” Bette sounded disappointed.

“I did. But you have to understand me.”

“Fine. I’m gonna try to,” Bette said as she headed for the door, stumbling across the furniture.

Tina sat down on the couch and covered her face with her palms, breathing hard, not being able to believe what had just happened.