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    The Tiny Apartment — Chapter 3

              “Now isn’t that the cutest thing ever? My girlfriend rolling around the bed in seductive positions?” said Bette from the doorway.

              Tina laughed, “Yes, I’m trying to seduce you with my smelly ‘clean the apartment clothes’, rabbit fur, and my morning breath.”

              “Mmmm…..” Bette crawled into bed next to her wearing only her towel. She leaned against Tina and rubbed her stomach under her shirt. Tina played with her wet hair and caressed her arm.

              “I think I have a little time,” said Bette.

              “You need to seduce me so that you will remember me during your coffee date?” said Tina.

              “Tina!” Bette stared at her. “That is not what I was saying! If you don’t want me to see her than I won’t.”

              Tina pulled her closer and ran her fingers down the side of her face. “No, we don’t need to talk about this. She needs help and you need to see her and you need to see the baby. I get that and…and….and I love you for it.”

              Tina buried her face in Bette’s neck and kissed her softly. Bette closed her eyes and said a thanks for this wonderful woman. Tina pulled Bette in closer and held her fast, kissing her as hard as she could. Bette’s towel fell off slightly as Bette rolled onto her, sliding her legs between Tina’s. She gently kissed her lips and looked down at her, leaning on one elbow and running her fingers across her mouth. Tina took Bette’s fingers in her own and pulled them down to her stomach and the edge of her jeans. She slipped Bette’s hand under the top of her own jeans and kissed Bette. Bette moaned. She caressed Tina’s belly and dipped her fingers under her jeans but then she kept caressing her belly and her thighs. Tina grabbed at the bed, she was panting and kissing Bette all over her face, arms and chest. Bette had pulled Tina closer with her other hand and was undoing her bra. Tina grabbed her hand and placed in on her breast. Her other hand went flailing over the side and knocked the lamp over. She was pulling and pushing the bed covers and pillows, pulling Bette closer. Bette was caressing her thighs and had gotten under her shirt. She was making lazy circles of her breast with her tongue and was rhythmically rolling her other hand over her tummy and dipping her fingers every so often over her jeans or under her jeans. She had unzipped them and was playing with her underwear. Every time she dipped lower, Tina would moan deeply and pull her in tighter, Bette would pull away and caress her thigh and pull her legs closer. Tina had her eyes closed and was moaning, Bette smiled, she knew Tina was willing her to get closer. Bette closed her eyes and finally put her hand between Tina’s legs and slowly stroked her. Tina gasped and screamed, opening her legs. Bette smiled as she began a slow rhythm, in her mind she saw a naked Tina lying on the grass, she kissed her and then she saw Alex swimming before her eyes. Alex in a power suit, no Tina, she saw Tina, no she saw Alex moving around in a small tight skirt and walking down an aisle, on the plane, Alex naked with her big round breasts, Alex….Bette stopped moving. She opened her eyes. Tina was panting on the bed underneath her, staring at her, not moving. Tina pulled Bette’s hand away. She looked stricken.

              Tina pulled her legs from under Bette and swung them over the bed, re-clasping her bra. Bette sat up and stared at her.

              Tina said, “Where did you go?”
              “I’m so sorry, I don’t know what happened.”

              “You said her name Bette, her name. You were thinking about her while you were fucking me.”

              “No, I wasn’t, no I was thinking about you and then.”
              “Dammit, Bette! Don’t lie to me!!!!” Tina jumped off the bed knocking over a pile of books, a half a bottle of vodka and two pictures. She grabbed the bottle of vodka and looked like she was going to throw it as hard as she could. Instead she calmly opened the vodka and drank it in three large gulps.

              “You need to see her…obviously…so go and see her…I’m going to go see Alice,” she said as she put on her shoes and looked around for the bunny, she wanted Mr. Fuzzy.

              Bette stood there, naked in front of Tina, “Are you going to be here when I get back?”

              “I don’t know Bette, are you going to be here, the next time we fuck?”

              Tina turned around and walked out the door….     

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    Comments

    1. That has to be everyone’s biggest fear when it comes to being in love and making love. I know you generally don’t forget your first love, but DAMN, BETTE! Oh and the image of Mr. Fuzzy looking like a hot dog cracked me up. LMAO

    2. Yikes! Poor Tina. Poor Bette. That ha sgot to be the worst blunder you can make; having sexw/ someone and calling out someone else name–for Bette’s sake i hope this Tina is very, very understanding. Can’t wait to see how Bette’s meeting w/ Alex goes. Post soon.

    3. i already read your 3 chapters, i love all the B&T begining i am a biggest fan of this couple! you write a very good chapter, and this one well it must hurt to Tina, i am waiting the next keep going

    4. What a great and honest line: “I don’t know Bette, are you going to be here, the next time we fuck?”….I loved that line :o))

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