“Uhhh…Tina!  I just really don’t think this swimming thing is gonna happen,” she moaned, dispelling the weight of the emotion they had just shared, bringing the evening back to the excitement it had promised.  She wanted to take her stunningly sexy lover to bed, post haste.

“But we want this night to last, don’t we, B?”  Tina asked coyly.  Bette groaned, feeling a bit tortured, and squeezed her ass in reply.

“Can’t it last inside the house, in our bed?”  She whined, looking longing toward the bedroom, hoping to entice Tina with her obvious aching need.  The blonde laughed teasingly, pulling away.  Her eyes roved over Bette’s body lingering on the black bra, and with a remarkably swift gesture she reached around the brunette’s back and unfastened the clasp, provoking a smirk from Bette.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’d done that before…”

Tina grabbed her breasts rubbing the hardened nipples expertly, and placed a hungry kiss on her lips, finding a way inside with her tongue.  Bette moaned into her mouth, eliciting one of Tina’s kissing smiles in return.  Bette had long appreciated the blonde’s wealth of expressions, but the kissing smile was one of her favorites.  Her stomach flip-flopped in response to thoughts of Tina’s many attributes.  She knew that she loved Tina as profoundly as Tina loved her, her recurring lapses in sensitivity notwithstanding, and wondered whether her beautiful wife had a clue just how much she was adored.  She intended to make it crystal clear that night, if not with words, then with her body.  On that level, she knew Tina understood the depth of her feelings, which gave her a measure of comfort.  Tina brought every bit of Bette’s passion rushing to the surface, and with the depth of trust that had grown between them, allowed Bette to give herself to her completely.  Surely that spoke volumes.  She hoped it did.  It meant the world to her, as she suspected it did to Tina.  

Judging by the eager passion which seemed to be growing in Tina by the moment, Bette sensed that she was finally ready to drop the idea of a swim and began edging them toward the open doorway.

“Let’s get in the pool,” Tina suggested abruptly, maintaining her desire to prolong the seduction.  Bette looked startled, then confused.  Tina reached for the brunette’s pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them quickly, watching them drop in a white puddle at her feet while Bette stood silently, waiting for Tina’s next move.  Clearly she was in charge of the program and Bette would have to follow along for awhile.  At some point she was prepared to up the ante, but she decided to comply with Tina’s wishes…for now.   She reached around the blonde’s neck, confident that she was allowed to untie the halter top.  It fell forward still attached by the lower strap around her back, and T’s ample breasts tumbled out.  Bette licked her lips unconsciously and Tina pressed her fingertips to them lightly, savoring the moist warmth, knowing their taste, wanting them on her.