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    The Chain-Ch. 3

    Tina rolled her eyes, “Doesn’t count if you’re not a Scout ya goob.”  Bette’s smile grew, pleased to see Tina relaxing in her presence again.  “Look it’s really late, Bette…”

    The smile faded.

    “…so if it’s okay with you, I’m just going to crash here and go home early tomorrow,” said Tina, standing up and heading inside. 

    Bette raised her eyebrows before nodding.  “Sure, of course.  Do you want to sleep in my room?  I’ll sleep on the couch,” hurried Bette, seeing the questioning look from the blonde. 

    “Well now that would be silly,” said Tina.  “The couch is fine for me.”

    Bette masked her disappointment and retrieved a pillow and blanket from her room for Tina.  “Are you sure you’ll be okay out here?” the brunette asked.  

    Tina gave a reassuring smile, “Yeah, I’ll be fine.  Can I use your bathroom really quick?”

    “Of course.  I also set out something for you to sleep in.”

    Tina smiled again at the brunette’s thoughtfulness and headed for the bathroom as Bette prepared the makeshift bed.  Of course she wished Tina would sleep in bed with her, but she quickly chastised herself.  Fuck buddies don’t cuddle.  She would keep her word and let Tina make the next first move. 

    Bette could resist.  She could be in control.  Hell, that’s who she was.  She was always in control.  She…Bette turned hearing Tina reenter the living room and licked her lips that had suddenly become very dry.

    Tina wasn’t wearing the t-shirt and flannel pants that Bette had set out for her.  Rather, she had put on the button down shirt Bette had worn to work that day.  It hung a little longer than it did on the brunette, but Bette could catch a subtle glimpse of the black satin cheekies Tina was wearing that hugged her shapely behind perfectly.  Tina had only done a few of the buttons, revealing just enough for the mocha goddess to tell that Tina had shed her bra. 

    Bette swallowed hard before clearing her throat, “Okay have a good sex, Tina.  I mean chest,” Bette blushed at the slip.  She took a deep breath.  “I meant.  Have.  A.  Great.  Rest.”  She punctuated each word, careful not to botch it again.  She then crossed her arms over her chest and turned on her heel, embarrassed at the smirk she found adorning the blonde’s face at her blunder.  Tina grinned hearing the brunette muttering to herself about temptation and blondes as she made her way down the hallway.

    She knew she was pushing it a bit wearing Bette’s shirt, but she couldn’t resist the tease.  The brunette had made her wetter last week than she had ever been, and if she was going to sleep with intense sexual frustration, then so would Bette. 

    Bette continued to mumble to herself as she hastily got ready for bed, knowing that even though it was nearly one in the morning, the vision she had just witnessed would keep her from sleep.  She tossed and turned, kicking off the covers and pulling them back up in frustration.  Flipping onto her side she pulled the covers over her head and started counting sheep. 

    “Having trouble Ms. Fidget?”

    Bette slowly lowered the covers from off of her face to reveal a smug blonde looking down at her. 

    “Not really,” she lied. 

    The corners of Tina’s mouth twitched into a small smile.  “Can you promise to be good?” she asked, her hands on her hips.

    This time it was Bette’s turn to question.  “Good?”

    “If we were both in your bed, could you promise to be good?”

    Bette coughed and then swallowed.  “Of course.”

    “Well okay then scoot over,” Tina said as she pulled back the covers.  Bette made room for the blonde, giving her plenty of space.  Tina burrowed in, making herself comfortable.  “Way better than the couch.  G’night Bette,” she said exhaling.

    “Good night,” Bette whispered back.  She stiffened, wondering at this sudden turn of events when she heard the blonde’s breathing deepen.  Trying to relax, she glanced over at Tina who had her back to her.  She watched the slender shoulders rise and fall and after a few minutes, saw them slow as the blonde had fallen asleep. 

    Bette let out a sigh and closed her eyes, finally drifting off to sleep, as the woman who had invaded her dreams was now becoming a reality within her reach.

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    Comments

    1. I’m surprised Bette is settling for so… little. Same goes for Tina, too. Bette is maybe taken aback by what Tina’s proposed and thinks she can “win”, but is it a game? Can’t wait to see how it all unfolds. Thanks for the post. :)

    2. That was as much if a tease as there on going battle between one another… I suppose I will have to be patient sort of like Bette. If we can both last that long that is. Please post soon.

    3. Just caught up with this story and Im really enjoying it. I always love a tibette beginning and I really like how youre basing your story off the original meeting. Except this is kind of like a behind the scenes of the first meeting. I do think Bette should be honest about her feelings so Tina doesn’t think shes just another conquest, but perhaps Bette is worried it might scare Tina off…anyway im already looking forward to the next chapter.

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