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    The Wedding 2

    "I know, I know" the blonde rolled her eyes, stretching her legs out so that her feet were in the brunettes lap.

    "So how did you leave it?" the brunette asked, her anger remaining beneath the surface for the time being as she distracted herself by rubbing the feet that had appeared in her lap.

    "I walked out telling him that he can sort out his own half of the list, and that mine is staying as it is"

    "Good for you T" Bette smiled, applying pressure to the balls of the blondes feet.

    "Mmm Bette, that feels so good" the blonde moaned, closing her eyes.

    "All part of the maid of honour service"

    "Does that service extend to a back massage too? I feel like the world is literally pressing down on my shoulders"

    The brunette swallowed, glad that her friend’s eyes were closed so that she couldn’t see the blush spread across her face "Err sure T…come over here"

    A grin spread over the blonde’s face as she turned and shuffled backwards so that she was sat between the brunette’s legs. She pulled her top off and placed it in front of her, leaving Bette gaping at the close proximity of her bra clad back.

    "Work your magic B"

    With shaking hands, the brunette reached out and made contact with Tina’s skin. Her hands rested atop the blondes shoulders, her thumbs pressing just above her shoulder blades and moving in circles. She heard Tina let out a moan and had to bite her lip to prevent one from slipping out of her own mouth.

    Trying to put her arousal aside, the brunette let her hands move down the blonde’s back, working out the knots as she went. She resisted the urge to unclasp her bra and continued to work her way down to her lower back. She smoothed her hands over the soft skin, leaning in with her body to add the much needed pressure. Hearing little moans escaping the blondes mouth, she was getting lost in the moment. As her hands rubbed the small of Tina’s back, she found herself leaning in to place a kiss between her shoulder blades.

    "What was that?" the blonde asked quietly.

    "Err…T…I’m sorry…I just…" Bette stammered, pulling back from her friend.

    Comments

    1. Love this story and am totally hooked. Just hope “our girls” aren’t heartbroken if Tina decides to marry Henry. I just don’t think she will go thru with it when she really stops to think about what she has with Bette. At least I don’t understand how she could even think she’d marry him. Especially when she needs comforting she turns to Bette and no one else. Maybe Alice will have to be the one to point out that Bette is in love with her. Thanks for posting.

    2. I’m sorry I ever doubted you. Trust you I will! I feel Bette’s anguish. I had so many similiar sleepovers as a young closeted lesbian. Haven’t we all? How those ‘best friends’ tortured us.

    3. Oh yes, Labrys7575 I feel Bette’s anguish too, unfortunately those sleepovers are not done torturing me. It sucks being a teen… Fucking “best friends”

    4. and tina still doesn’t have a clue how bette’s feeling? i bet she knows but thinks she’s straight and need to marry a man…i wonder how long she will fight it…henry is an ass LOL

    5. It kinda of bad for my feelings, because now I think in this story, Tina is insensitive or ‘very’ straight. And I hate so called ‘best friends’ shot at school times too!!! But I know this is all necessary for story, I’m just saying.

    6. My God! I can understand what Bette is going through. Liz and I used to have these kind of sleepovers when in high school! And let me tell you… torture. Plain and unadultarated torture. (Sigh) This was great as always. I can’t wait to read the next one. Thank you for sharing.

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