"Oh, yeah?" Tina grinned back, shivering slightly as a reaction to Bette’s mouth on her ear. "And what kind of comforting did you have in mind, might I ask?" Tina whispered.

Bette smiled, as she slid one hand under Tina’s blouse, closing it around one of Tina’s breasts, massaging it gently.

Tina moaned, surprised.

Bette smiled at the reaction of her lover. "I think you know precisely what kind of comforting I’m talkin’ about, Tee…" she whispered seductively, moving her hand under Tina’s bra to feel her wife’s naked breast against the palm of her hand.

"Uhh…babe…" Tina moaned as she felt an increasing, aching throbbing right between her legs. Then, she shook her head. "No, stop, the kids are just upstairs…"

"But I want you now." Bette tightened her grip on Tina who tried to get away. One of Bette’s hands began to travel south…

"Bette!" Tina said firmly, taking hold of Bette’s hand quickly, "I’m serious, stop!"

Bette removed her hands from Tina’s body, pouting.

"Listen," Tina said, rolling her eyes when she saw the look on Bette’s face. "I don’t want them to find us here like that and I’m sure you don’t want that either…?" she finished, raising her eyebrows.

"You’re right." Bette said, sighing. "We will continue this later, though, right?"

Tina smiled and gave her wife a light kiss on the mouth.

"I can hardly wait." she said huskily, then she got up from the couch, leaving a rather frustrated Bette behind.

"I know the feeling…" Bette murmured, still a little grumpy. "You owe me, baby."

Tina giggled. "Come on, sweetheart," she called "Let’s make dinner…"

Bette watched her beautiful wife walk into the kitchen; when she let her eyes travel over Tina’s forms, she noticed Tina’s butt in the latter’s jeans, over all these years never failing to amaze Bette.

"God, Tee, your ass in these pants…" she said very quietly, more to herself, but Tina had heard her. She turned around, looking at Bette, seemingly shocked.

"Enough with those dirty remarks, already!" she scolded, but inwardly she grinned.

"Hey, that wasn’t a dirty remark, it was the truth!" Bette retorted, getting up from the sofa. "Besides, you like that I love your butt, baby." Bette came up to Tina, hugged her tightly from behind, while laying one hand on Tina’s behind.

"I do," Tina said, blushing slightly "But I don’t like you getting me all horny with those remarks, when I have to prepare dinner!"

"Okay, okay." Bette let go of her wife, smiling. "I’ll be good."

Tina smiled back, winking at her lover and they started making dinner together.