“You think that will save time, do you?”

Tina tried to wink as she hopped out of bed. She sauntered by Bette with a sultry gaze, letting her hand caress the brunette’s abs on her way to the bathroom.

Bette instinctually followed as if she was tied to an invisible rope.

Tina ran the shower and got in while Bette text Alice back.

Bette: Thanks, Al. Just knock first please.

Alice: I knew we should’ve separated you two before the ceremony.

Bette: Knock. First.

Alice: Surprisingly, I don’t have a key to your room.

Alice: Hornballs

Bette stepped into the steaming shower and wrapped her arms around Tina from behind. She loved the way Tina’s head fit into the crook of her neck as she leaned into her, Tina’s hands caressing up Bette’s muscular arms.

“We’re getting married today,” Bette whispered.

Tina smiled bringing her lips to Bette’s cheek. “Yeah we are.”

“You’re going to be my wife,” Bette cooed.

“Yeah I am,” Tina exhaled.

Bette placed kiss after kiss down Tina’s neck, their bodies so close the water cascaded around them. Still turned on from the earlier interruption, Bette pulled Tina back into her, wanting to feel more of Tina’s ass cheek between her legs. Her hands moved up Tina’s stomach to her chest, taking each beautiful breast into her hands and massaging them in circles towards each other. Tina’s mouth draped open, exhaling with each motion.

“Babe. No. But. Quick. Alice.” Tina couldn’t form a sentence. When Bette’s finger circled her throbbing clit, she just wanted to feel Bette inside of her. She pushed back harder into Bette’s center. “Fuck.”

Bette turned Tina around, pulling her wet hair as she spread Tina’s legs wider, placing her own leg between them.

“Fuck, Bette. Fuck me.” Tina wrapped her arms around Bette’s neck for better leverage.

Bette had one arm wrapped around her, the other against the wall behind Tina, holding them up as they both ground faster against each other’s thighs. Their erect nipples creating tingling sensations as they rubbed against each other.

“Tinaaa…oh my god.”

“Harder babe.”

Bette’s arm started to shake so she moved Tina against the wall, increasing their momentum. “Moan for me, baby. Wife.” Bette’s teeth grazed Tina’s chin. “Tinaaaaa,” she panted against Tina’s neck, making Tina drip with pleasure.

“Mmmmm…wife. I can’t wait to be…again…mmm..Wife.” Bette wanted to cum just from hearing it. She thrust Tina harder against the wall with each moan. “Oh Bette, don’t stop! Faster! WIFE. WIFE. WIFE!”

***

Angie let herself into her moms’ room, excited to be able to spend this whole epic day with them, Alice, and Shane. 

“Moms! Happy Wedding Day!”

As she made her way into the living area she saw that she was early. Alice and Shane were not there yet with breakfast.

“Moms?! Hello?” She went into their bedroom and saw the bed in complete disarray.

Wow, she thought before hearing the shower running. 

Oh no.

“Moms?” She hesitantly uttered looking at the steam escaping from the bathroom. Her big eyes shut immediately when she heard WIFE being screamed repeatedly from behind the door.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!?”

Angie backed out of the suite, shaking her head to dissolve the moment.

She was staring at the front door when she heard Alice come up behind her. 

“Hey Ang, did you just get here, too?”

“I’m not going back in there.”

Alice looked at the disturbed look on Angie’s face. 

“One of them is screaming wife from the shower.” Angie continued staring at the door.

“Ohhh you poor thing.” Alice looked from Angie to the window. “Do you know which one?”

Angie scrunched her nose up and made a gagging noise at her earth mother.

“Ok, ok. C’mon lets go in together.” Alice put her arm around Angie and faced the door. Almost to herself, but still aloud, she said, ”It had to be Tina. That one’s loud.”

“Gross! Shouldn’t they not like sex anymore? They’re in their 50s!” Angie squirmed away from Alice and walked down the steps.

“So? I have news for you, kid. Sex just gets better as you get older. I mean, you’ve heard them.” Alice winked at Angie, nodding her head towards the door. “Think they’re done?”

“ALICE! Ewww!”

“Ok, we’ll give them…and you, more time. Let’s go get the breakfast stuff and come back.”

Angie thanked her with a chestful sigh, feeling better until Alice continued.

“Your moms are hornballs, Ang. Always have been, always will be. They were made for each other.”