“It’s beating pretty fast there. Did something happen? Are you ok?” Bette asked again, hoping to get the full story. She tried to move Melinda to her desk to take a seat, but Melinda pulled away and stood her ground.

“Ever since you left, it’s been beating this fast and hard.”

“Did I do something to offend you?”

“Is this what you do to all of those girls, Bette? Give them a taste of you and you just leave them with nothing but memories?” Bette stood dumbfounded. She thought that she had been perfectly friendly and definitely keeping the flirting in check.

“I’m not sure I understand where you’re going with this Melinda. Frankly, I’m just at a total loss.”

Melinda just sighed at this. She wasn’t expecting it either. But as soon as Bette abruptly left the room, she felt confused about her feelings. But she felt compelled to move. She crossed the room and met Bette at her desk. Taking a seat on top of the desk, she lifted up her night shirt from the bottom slightly. It was enough for Bette to move.

“Melinda, don’t. What are you doing?”

“What you want.” She says simply moving her right hand underneath her shirt.

“I don’t want this.”

“You don’t? All of the girls that you haven’t had since you’ve been here. Here’s one now. All you have to do is take me.”

“Are you crazy?!” Bette responds in a hushed tone. “You’re my brother’s fiancé; I can’t do this to him.”

“Fine. But I’m not going to stop doing this.” She answers back while rolling her hips and throwing her head back in ecstasy. Bette’s body formed goose bumps all over at the sight and sounds emanating from Melinda. Bette absolutely knew that she was bad news and she should not act on whatever Melinda had planned. She had to put a stop to this before it got any worse. She grabbed Melinda’s arm and pulled her away from the desk and towards the door. Once they reached the door, Melinda pulled Bette in close and whispered in her ear, “I’m in here, Bette. I’m all in this room.”

Bette knew she was right. The sight of her on the desk would haunt her; the blanket they shared was thrown on the bed; and the hand that had a hold of Bette’s head and hair was the same hand Melinda had slipped underneath her shirt moments earlier. Bette pulled away from the embrace and looked at Melinda, who wasn’t displaying any hesitation about what she was asking Bette to do. Taking a step forward this time, Bette in quick succession had pulled off Melinda’s shirt and thrown her on the bed.

The women took turns bringing pleasure to one another, covering each other’s mouths to stifle moans and cries during their respective orgasms. Bette felt like she was in hell and heaven at once. The physicality that Melinda displayed was unlike anything she had ever experienced. By the end, she had lost all sense of herself and her actions. With Melinda everything was physically taxing and adventurous. The women fell asleep with their naked limbs tangled. The last image Bette saw before falling asleep was Melinda’s engagement ring gleaming on her bedside table.