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Reflections
Story written on October 13, 2012 by justkeepswimming.
Bette smiled in response.
"Now you’re just trying to bribe me because you know I want to talk you out of buying it."
"I’m not above a little extortion," Tina admitted with a grin.
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"Could you get that cream colored top and navy jacket that I looked at just before coming into the change room?" Bette asked Tina through the closed door.
"Sure," Tina replied. "Be right back."
She was getting tired of being Bette’s go between as she tried to decide on a new outfit, but she thought it would be quicker than waiting for one of the staff to be free to assist with her selection. They did have the whole weekend ahead of them, but she didn’t want their Saturday wasted with clothes shopping.
Tina knocked on the door and opened it to go inside.
"This is what you wanted, right?" she asked as she held the samples up for Bette’s perusal.
"Yes, thanks Tee," Bette replied.
"What’s wrong with what you’ve got on," Tina unabashedly gazed up and down at the finely tailored suit Bette was wearing. "You look fucking hot in that outfit."
"You don’t think it’s too casual?" Bette inquired, glancing at her own reflection.
Tina locked the door to the room and hung the clothes on one of the spare hooks.
"What are you doing?" Bette asked as she glanced to catch the look in Tina’s eye.
"Guaranteeing us a little privacy," Tina said quietly as she took a step toward Bette. "I thought we were going to spend some time together this weekend and all I’ve done is stare at the outside of a change room door for two hours. And we don’t have any full length mirrors in our house."
"Tina, I’m almost done, then we can go home and…"
"We’re stopping at the kitchen store before we go home," Tina reminded Bette quietly.
"Right, I forgot," Bette said.
"Oh you forgot, did you?" Tina smiled at Bette’s selective memory.
"Are you going to let me try on the other top," Bette asked.
Tina placed her index finger over Bette’s mouth.
"We don’t want anyone to hear us do we?" She moved her right hand to the waistband of Bette’s slacks, and slowly unfastened the button, still maintaining eye contact with her. She nodded over her shoulder at the full length mirror. "Feel free to watch."
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(40 votes, average: 3.98 out of 5)
bring it on
Sounds like a great story, looking forward to more.
Great loving it so far …
Thanks, enjoyed it
I remember this story and I love it. Well told.
This is good, like it. Please post more, thanks!
I love this story and enjoyedit the first time. Thanks.
Wonderful. Thank you
I remember this one too. Loved it. PPS!!
Good start. Keep comming please.
Love your writhing keep the stories comming
Did I tell you that I just love your style of writing? I think that I did… thanks for the update, wonderful as always.Good luck Tina…
Great fun! Love it. Thanks for posting.
I love all of your stories.Thank you.
i like the dynamics of their early relationship.