"Do you wanna be boring with me?" Bette said with that irresistible smile that made Tina blush.

Tina wanted to jump her right then and there but then realized she was on a boat with a bunch of lesbians. "Yeah let’s get out of here," Tina said grabbing Bette’s arm and walking towards the exit.

"Whoa, she had a lot to the drink," Bette laughed looking at drunk Dana dancing like a wild woman on the stage.

Tina laughed and nodded following Bette off the ship. "Ready to go back to our boring lives?" Tina laughed as they walked down the dock to their car.

"Anytime baby," Bette said with a smile covering the both of them with her shawl both from the sun and from Alice’s watchful eye as she walked out onto the deck following Lisa, the lesbian identified man.

The car ride was relatively quiet and when they parked in their garage Tina said, "we’re not that boring are we?"

"What? No! Baby, we’re boring to our friends who go clubbing every night and go home with different women," Bette said caressing her shoulder and getting out of the car, "no long term couple tops us baby."
Bette winked at Tina then walked into the house as Tina shivered. "How the hell does she do that?" Tina whispered following her into the house.

"Do you want a foot rub baby?" Bette said with her Porter smile.

"Aww thanks baby," Tina responded shrugging off her jacket and walking over to the couch where she lied down, "though this qualifies us as boring."

"T!" Bette laughed moving Tina’s feet so she could sit then massaging one of them, "you wanna know why we’re not boring?"

"Mmm, that feels good," Tina muttered enjoying Bette’s magical hands, "yeah, why?"

Bette smirked and lifted Tina’s foot up, placing a soft kiss on it, then running her tongue across her toes before sliding it in between them.

"Oh!" Tina moaned arching her back, "shit, Bette!"

Bette stopped her actions with a smirk and moved Tina’s feet back on the couch before climbing on top of her gently, "see why we’re not boring?" She slowly unbuttoned Tina’s maternity jeans enjoying the way her chest heaved up and down in the desire.