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Some Day, Some Way – 6
“Alice!” Admonished Helena.
“Well, doesn’t everyone want to know?”
“Yes,” said everyone.
Bette covered Tina’s hand and they looked into each other’s eyes.
“Time for us to go?” Bette asked.
“We could have told them that we were,” Tina said as they exited the planet.
“I have a light supper planned and champagne chilling at my house and baby niece staying with Kit tonight.”
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A few hours later they were cleaning up the kitchen. The light supper had been excellent and the champagne excellent, too.
“Was this a celebration?” Tina asked.
“Not really,” answered Bette, finished with the clean up.
“Well, let’s make it one. No more of this holding out for the matrimony thing.” Tina said as she rinsed off her hands, put her arms around Bette’s neck and gave her a kiss that was far more than a ‘dating kiss.’
Tina quickly removed Bette’s blouse and bra and began caressing her back slowly and gently. She interspersed this with more kisses to the mouth and neck and began guiding the brunette to the bedroom. By the time they reached the bedroom, Bette had kicked off her shoes and Tina had unzipped her pants.
Tina pulled down the covers and put Bette on the bed where she finished undressing her. She stood up and looked down at the incredibly beautiful woman lying there, watching, anticipating.
Without taking her eyes off Bette, she slowly began to undress herself. She first freed her breasts and saw the appreciation in Bette’s eyes.
She dimmed the lights and lay down beside Bette and began kissing her, starting at the lips and going down. She turned Bette on her side and resumed stroking her back gently until Bette began to groan and writhe. She then moved her fingers through Bette’s dark curls, massaged her gently and then moved inside her where she began the pulsating motion of love making.
Bette responded to this with her hips but also responded inside with warm, wetness and movement. Then suddenly Tina’s fingers were gripped in the signal that Bette was close to climax…and then she did climax in some impressive spasms.
As Bette’s body released her grip on Tina, the blonde withdrew and put her wet hand on Bette’s curls.
“I love you, Bette.”
“I love you, Tina.”
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“Hmm,” Bette said dreamily.
Tina rolled over on her side to look at Bette. What she saw was the beautiful café au laid body contrasted against the cream-colored sheets. Her curly hair was spread across a cream-colored pillowcase.
“You remembered my back,” Bette chuckled quietly.
“Of course. A hard thing to forget,” Tina smiled.
“Let me rest a little more,” Bette said.
“No problem.”
“You want to listen to your iPod for a while,” grinned Betted.
“No,” Tina chuckled
All of a sudden Bette pounced. She rolled Tina onto her back, put her arms around her and looked deeply into her eyes.
“Ready?”
“What took you so long?” Tina smiled provocatively.
Bette had a small smile on her face as she looked at Tina’s naked body. It was a creamy skin that seemed somewhat to match their sheets. Bette had always liked that.
She looked at Tina’s body almost reverently. Bette had waited for this so long that she started softly, kissing Tina’s lips, running her tongue from the blonde’s ear down her throat.
Bette covered Tina’s breasts and nipples with soft kisses and then reverence turned into passion. She knew how Tina liked to breasts to be caressed and so Bette began to touch them with the same the same technique that she used to kiss her mouth. This always started Tina groaning and this time was no different.
Bette’s hand began to trail down Tina’s stomach to her wet core. Soon she felt the internal warmth of the only woman she had ever loved. It was a very quick act because Tina was already so turned on.
Bette put her arm around Tina’s waist and pulled her into her.
“I love you, Tina.”
“I love you, Bette.”
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(58 votes, average: 4.47 out of 5)
1st brb
I’m not surprised Alice followed them. lol Nice references to the back and iPod. xD
I guess Alice is just Alice gota love her. Back and iPod loved it. PPS
Yes, it is very nice. Nice one, pancha.
That was maybe just a little pathetic of Alice to be THAT involved with their sex life at a remove, however nothing pathetic about the actual sex life. Must be a rather nice feeling to have it be both a fresh start and completely familiar all at the same time.
cafe au laid!!love that…post more please young lady, I always look for your stories.
Only Alice would follow them. Love the back and iPod. Love the dessert.
smile on my face. thanks.
If I had a friend like Alice I would kic me some as=/. Te next time she has a girlfriend they should do the same, but let her know when they are there dont hide. thanks
Alice is too much…a little too nosey…a good friend but damn I bet they can’t sh*t in peace. I know she is a reporter but dag. More please.
hallelujah!!!!!!
Alice…get a life! LOL! I can picture Alice following them with a mustache. LMAO!! Classic!
Ah, much better… I’m glad it was Tina doing the pushing… Gotta say though, Al might need a life of her own someday…
I love them too. It sounds like something that Alice would do to get to the truth. I am also glad that they took the therapy serious and are willing to work at their relationship.
B&T are hot. funny Alice is followed them. Ok post soon please, thanks!
i’ve read everything you have posted here and this story has a real sweetness to it maybe ic will read it and take the hint that we love them together–don’t make the story too short–holding my breath until nrxt posting
the writer of this fanfic, Pancha305, has passed away. –So fitting that her very last page of fanfiction ended with these lines:… Bette put her arm around Tina’s waist and pulled her into her…”I love you, Tina.””I love you, Bette.” – – – Beautiful job, Pancha, we will miss you.Rest in Peace.
pancha, don’t know why I didn’t comment when I read this chaper the first time, but I wanted to make amends. Rest in peace, you will be missed.
I second that emotion Madcapper, I have always loved reading Your stories pancha and truly enjoyed and appreicated your talent as a writer. Rest well my friend :o).
I miss you. Everyday.
I just read through some of your stories and find myself in tears while reflecting on the authors we have lost on this site. RIP pancha. Peace also to funnyone in your grief.
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Hey Pancha, Just caught up with thtese last two chapters and Wowwee!!! It is so good to see that gals back together. Firstly dealing with the events of Tina’s big noght and then facing their friends. Alice was just the nosey yet caring informant. Loved the way that Tina pushed their recommittment to a sexual level. More please as this is a delightful and sweet story. Many thanks for your consistently great writing. Your Loyal Fan.
Nicely done: love especially how they appreciate again the ‘little’ things about each other. This is very good.
Alice is just to MUCH sometimes, get a life of your own woman!!!! Great B&T are doing good :o))
*dreamy sigh* How absolutely wonderful this is. I’m enjoying the fact that they are able to communicate so well, both in the sheets and out. ;)
A year ago I wished you, for the first time, many happy returns. Nine months later, like the inversion of a pregnancy, you left us. The day returns, I am here, but you are gone. I really didn’t need the lesson in my cosmic feebleness. What is it with you and the 15th, making your entrance AND your exit on the same date? I’ve heard it said that no one goes before their time. Maybe, but I feel cheated.But my dear, as cruel as your loss has been, I would not trade knowing you, however briefly. It has been my greatest joy. Remembering you will be part of the rest of my days. And I remember you on this, your birthday.
Wherever you are, know that you’ve been missed.
For you, Fran.
Miss you.
I will not forget.
Miss you every day.
Wish you were here. Happy Birthday, Fran.
hey funnyone you’re such a good friend for paying homage to your dear friend. I wish I had joined this website sooner so I could have had the pleasure of reading her stories then. RIP Pancha