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    Third; pt. 2

    Story written on June 13, 2005 by pseud.
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    Yes, it is what you cheered or feared.

     

    Tina watched for a moment, and then got onto her knees, kissing Alice, and then sucking on the closest breast. She saw Bette’s eyes widen, and stroked her wife’s hair as a signal.

     

    With that, Tina moved to between Bette’s legs, and to begin giving her a treatment similar to the one that Alice was receiving. Tina knew how turned on it made Bette to see and to feel her *****, and had an idea that with Bette now ***** Alice, that her wife would be completely aroused.

     

    Not long after Tina began her ministrations on Bette, she heard Alice start to scream something about finding religion. Moments later, she could feel Bette tense, as her ***** quickly followed.

     

    Alice collapsed on one edge of the bed, lying on her back. Tina collapsed on the other, lying on her side, facing Bette. She gave her wife a kiss of appreciation as the three of them, sated, drifted easily into sleep.

     

     

    The Next Morning

     

    Alice awoke on the couch, scratching her head. “God, I can’t believe we drank so much last night.”

     

    Bette and Tina were already bustling around in the kitchen. “OJ, Al?” Tina shouted at her friend.

     

    “Yeah, and coffee. And please, stop screaming.”

     

    Tina brought in a class and a mug and set them in front of Alice. Then, from a pocket, she pulled out a bottle of ibuprofen and set that on the table, also.

     

    “Yes, this is all what I need.” Alice was grateful for each offering, giving a nod to Bette as she entered the room.

     

    Then, a fuzzy memory came back to Alice. She looked at Tina, and then at Bette, and then at Bette and Tina, standing next to each other, and there was something almost there.

     

    “I didn’t do” Alice started. She noted no reaction from her friends, who instead waited for Alice to complete her thought. “We didn’t do” Still no reaction.

     

    The three remained in silence for a moment.

     

    “Nah,” Alice finally said, waving a hand in front of her face. She peeked under the sheet, and saw that she was still wearing her clothes from last night, and then looked at Bette and Tina again. “Nah!”

     

    Bette and Tina looked at each other and shrugged.

     

    “I’m making a frittata,” Tina said, “it will be done in a few.”

     

    Alice just smiled. “That sounds great.”

     

    Tina drifted back into the kitchen, followed in a moment by Bette.

     

    Bette grabbed her wife around the waist and pulled her in close, placing a kiss on her neck. “It was so worth dragging her out to the couch last night,” Bette whispered. “Even if it was a ***** to get her dressed again.”

     

    Tina turned in Bette’s embrace, and found herself backed against the refrigerator. “Are you sure she doesn’t remember?”

     

    “I’m telling you, she’s the ultimate lightweight. Some things never change.”

     

    “And things are still good,” Tina paused for a second, looking deeply into Bette’s eyes, “between us.”

     

    “There is only us,” Bette replied. “I love you.”

     

    Tina’s eyes sparkled, and she placed a quick kiss on Bette’s lips. “I need to check on breakfast.”

     

    For an instant, Bette possibly felt a twinge of guilt in using their friend to add a little spice to her ***** life with her wife. But she also knew that Tina had changed, grew, during their time apart. Bette wanted Tina to feel safe with mentioning fantasies, and she’d recently told Bette that she wanted to someday experience a threesome.

     

    Bette hoped that if Alice didn’t remember the experience. Even more, she really hoped that perhaps Alice would still, somehow, think she had dreamed that she’d been loved, and not feel so alone or depressed.

     

    Then, she thought, it really was still all good.

     

    (the end)

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    2. Uh…err…um…yeah, that’s about the extent of my verbal abilities after that story. Bette wanting to please Tina and in a small way Alice as well, knowing how alone she has felt. I can honestly say that I don’t think any of MY friends would be that accomodating! Whew, time for a cold shower.

    3. Yay! I am so happy you continued this fic. Of course, this isn’t something I want to actually see happen to Bette and Tina, but hell, it is fanfic!

      Very funny… and um… something else.. yeah.

    4. I noticed this morning that you had posted this story, but I don’t read certain stories until my work day is done. Ah gentle fan fic writer, you lead me over a tortuous path that winds slowly to a vision beyond my imagination. I’ll read anything you write pseud, even if I have to pause and remind myself “it’s just a story, it’s just a story.” Seriously though, I really did enjoy it. Not soon to be forgotten, I assure you.

    9. you just rock! I love how you willingly go against what the masses want. And that was…damn…whew…yet hysterical at the same time. Loved it!

    10. Holly shit!! P I can’t beleive they put her back on the couch. So why did you stop there?? it would be funny if alice started to have flashbacks. Anyways I don’t know where you are but it 12 here in cali. Just wondering what the hell you are doing posting so late are you scared of the reaction of this story.

    17. hehehe so fantastic and so evil dressing poor alice and putting her back on the sofa the poor girl is gpnna have flashbacks to her “dream” for weeks hehehe – love this story

    23. OK I have to admit that was hot but TiBette is sacred (forget Candace and Helena, shit or the chick in the bar in NY for that matter). TiBette needs no one else to satisfy their needs — shit look at Bette, any questions?

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