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    Playing Hooky

    A few days later, the tranquil hush of Bette’s house remains undisturbed as Tina is the first to slip from the warmth of the bed and start her morning routine. The water from the shower cascades over her, washing away the remnants of sleep. She steps out, droplets glistening on her skin, and wraps herself in Bette’s plush robe. Its softness and the faint scent of her girlfriend’s perfume wrap around her like a comforting embrace. As she exits the ensuite bathroom, she ties the belt snugly around her waist, a gentle smile curving her lips as she watches Bette, her features relaxed in slumber, each breath a soft rise and fall. The pull to return to the bed and nestle into Bette’s inviting arms tugs at her, but she shakes her head with resolve and turns away.

    Tina wanders into the spacious walk-in closet, eyes wandering over the selection of suits she has brought from home, each neatly hung amongst Bette’s countless tailored suits. After a few rounds of deliberation, she chooses the black skirt suit, its fabric smooth and reassuring beneath her fingertips. Reaching for a blouse, her elbow accidentally nudges a precariously stacked pile of boxes, sending them clattering to the floor. ”Whoops…” she breathes out softly, crouching down to gather the scattered items. With care, she places Bette’s elegant heels back into their respective boxes and returns them to their shelf. Her attention is drawn to a velvet box that has fallen open, its contents exposed. Her breath catches, eyes widening at the sight of the golden-brown strap-on nestled within. Her lips part, a mix of surprise and curiosity, as her fingers hover above it, taking in the unexpected discovery.

    Swallowing hard, Tina’s gaze flickers back to Bette, who remains oblivious, her head turned to the side, arm tucked under her pillow, showcasing her toned biceps. Just as Tina is lost in thought, a sudden flurry of noise from the hallway jolts her back to reality. She quickly snaps the box shut and returns it to its original place before clearing her throat. Tightening the robe around her, she opens the bedroom door to find Mickey standing there, clutching a colorful toy.

    ”Well, look who’s up early…” Tina remarks with a warm smile.

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    Comments

    1. I was so happy to see the update to this story. I Love your writing. Michelle has some nerve, can’t wait to see where you take these characters, please post soon.

    2. I just realized i never commented on this chapter and as bonus i got to read it for the second time.

      I love your writing style, i have mentioned before on other stories of yours. Fun, sexy, drama and banter.

      Michelle, she should look at the mirror and come to the realization she’s the bitch and not Tina. And really, threatening Bette to take her to court because she’s so jealous and doesn’t want Tina around Mickey? Grow up bitch, you will lose that fight.

      I hope you are okay. Really enjoyed the chapter!

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