Everyone else also assumed their own relaxed positions around the low slung table, enjoying a companionable silence, and the exquisite cognac Bette had generously shared with them.  Logan and George elected to stretch out their long frames on either side of Bette and Tina, at an angle away from the table, heads resting on plush cushions they’d picked out from the pile Tina had brought over.

George groaned, eyes still shut, as he took another long sip of the cognac, “Oh, boy.  After good food
like that, and a relaxing pleasurable day with good friends…and now this very fine cognac.  There’s only one thing that appropriately caps a day off like this one…”

“Uh-huh….sex!,” Shane answered, as everyone laughed, and George raised his snifter in Shane’s direction.

After a few minutes, Helena said out loud, as she leaned back on her arms eyes looking up at the filigreed leaves and flowers of the staircase, “Yeah…and when you’re mellow like this the best position really is face-to-face. Your partner sitting on your lap… or you sitting on your partner’s lap…”

People chuckled again, as Alice reached across to Helena to high-five her, “I’m with you sistah…you’re in total control, moving your body up and down. And you can ask for extra stimulation…”

“Alice!,” Dana exclaimed, blushing.

“What?!”

Bette and Tina looked at each other sharing a secret smile. Uh-huh, face-to-face was something they enjoyed, too!

“I prefer the “gift-wrap” position myself,” Shane responded to Helena, cutting in as Alice and Dana mock-argued, “You know… in the holiday spirit.”

Helena smirked as she nodded in some agreement, while Tina picked-up, voicing out her thoughts at that moment, “plus…that’s just such an intimate position.  You’re in such close eye-contact, and you stay in a total body embrace the whole time.  And there are ways, obviously, of pulling in your partner’s body for a more intense, and extremely pleasureable, sensation…” her thoughts trailed off to the time she and Bette had been in exactly that position, while floating under the evening stars, in a solitary boat, anchored to a reef in the middle of the Indian ocean.   It had been amazing.

“Whoa, Tina, that must have been some memory!,” Logan teased her, as he cocked one eye at his step-sister.

Tina was shaking her head, blushing slightly.