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No More Stalling: Part 8
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Candace arrived breathlessly in the museum lobby the evening after receiving Bettes morning note on the hotel pillow. Wow, I havent been here in ages.
Last night I realized that the 20th Century Architectural Greats exhibit closes tomorrow, Bette said taking Candaces hand and giving it a kiss. I figured you probably hadnt gotten a chance to see it.
No, I didnt even know it was here, Candace grinned at Bette. Your note said to meet you here, but I wasnt sure why.
I got tickets. Should we go see the exhibit? We can go get something to eat after. Bette put her arm loosely around Candaces waist and they walked towards the entrance to the exhibit.
An hour later, after pouring over the models and photographs, Bette watched Candace lean over and squint in awe one last time at the replica of Falling Water.
Why did you give up architecture? Bette asked placing her hand on the small of Candaces back.
Candace straightened up and looked deep into Bettes eyes. I dont know. Its very competitive and I was making so much money in carpentry. I guess at the end of the day, I found myself getting a lot more satisfaction out of building something real than drawing something that was never going to be built.
Do you regret it? Bette asked.
No, not at all. I can still appreciate architecture and I get plenty of opportunity to be creative as a carpenter. The only difference is people judge you differently. But hey, thats their ignorance not mine. Did you want to be an artist?
No, Bette laughed. I never had any talent. I just like hanging out with the artists. I still do.
They walked towards the exit and Candace took Bettes hand. Thank you for bringing me here, Candace said.
Do you just want to skip dinner and order some take out, Bette asked shyly.
I could skip the take out, if youd come home with me.
***
As soon as they were inside the door of Candaces apartment, Bette was reaching to pull off Candaces shirt. Kissing as they walked, they stumbled to get off their shoes and unzip their pants. Making their way into the bedroom, they were already locked in a tangled embrace. Half dressed and moaning, Bette let Candace push her against the closet door. Candace reached between Bettes legs and slipped her fingers in and out. ***** her against the door, Candace kissed Bettes neck and let her hand roam across Bettes *****.
Do you want me to ***** you? Candace whispered breathlessly into Bettes ear. Do you want me to really ***** you?
Yes, Bette moaned in reply. Oh god, yes.
Candace took her hand from between Bettes legs and pushed her down onto the bed. Bette was smiling and grabbed to pull Candace down on top of her.
Uh, uh, no you dont, Candace said as she stepped over to her dresser. Reaching in she pulled out a firm *****. Do you want me to ***** you? She asked again even more seductively.
Bette sat up on her elbows. Her mouth looked serious and her eyes fell in her hair. Come over here, she told Candace.
Candace moved over to lie on top of Bette. She set the ***** down to the side of Bettes hip and proceeded to pick up where she had left off by the closet door. They kissed passionately as Candace moved her hands down to between Bettes legs.
Bette threw her head back in pleasure and then reached forward and sucked on Candaces neck. Candace was moving her fingers in and out in rhythm with Bettes thrusting hips.
Candace reached over with her free hand and picked up the *****. Moving her hand from inside, Candace took the ***** and slowly eased it inside of her.
Oh god, Bette called out and grabbed at the bedspread underneath her.
Candace slowly increased the speed of her thrusts until she was pumping the ***** steadily inside Bette. She used her other hand to rub Bettes ***** as Bette raised her legs up and wrapped them around Candaces back.
Do you like that? Candace said hoarsely into Bettes ***** between alternately sucking them and giving them small sharp bites. Bettes gasps were near screams and she called out over and over Oh God.
After Bette couldnt take anymore she reached her hand down to Candaces. Wait, she sputtered and then moved Candace off of her while she flipped over, onto her knees. Candace immediately moved her free hand up to cup Bettes breast from behind, as she re-entered her with the *****. Plunging it deep inside Bette for no more than a minute, Candace heard Bettes scream muffled into a pillow. Then she shuddered and collapsed completely, onto the bed.
Candace gently rested on top of Bette, feeling the beads of sweat that had risen up from off Bettes spine. She eased the ***** out and set it aside. Her hands stroked Bette lovingly from her inner thigh, over her ***** and up her back. Nuzzling the back of Bettes neck, Candace tasted the light saltiness of sweat and satisfaction.
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Don’t get me wrong, I like that someone can venture out and try something new..and I really like your story and style of writing but, I dunno, I can’t see the B/C thing LASTING, I figure if Bette was going to fall in love with someone else, she’d be equivalent to tina if not better…maybe because in the show their attraction was just purely sexual..and they shared no type of common interests…I dont know…but despite how I feel about the B/C relationship your doing a good job at writing.. keep it up