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Houseguest 4
(from Houseguest 3)
Tina rushed off to prepare the bathroom.
With Tina absent, Bette’s smile became more feral. "Do one thing to betray her kindness, and you will regret it." With that she turned on her heel and walked away.
She watched woman depart towards what seemed to be the master suite, then Shane gathered her discarded things and headed towards the bathroom.
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As Tina entered the master bedroom she had a hand over her mouth and a look of shock on her face. She entered, quietly shutting the door behind her.
"You brought us a prostitute, sweetie." Bette couldn’t help but be touched by her partner’s embarrassment.
"I" Tina started. She clenched her lips and raised her eyebrows in an "oops" sort of look that Bette found absolutely adorable.
Bette approached Tina and wrapped her up in a big hug. "You’ve never brought me one of those before," she teased.
"I didn’t think you needed one." Tina stroked Bette’s cheek with her fingertips. "Aren’t I" she laid a soft kiss on one cheek, "enough for you?" Tina’s lips grazed the other cheek.
Drawing closer, Bette let her hands travel down Tina’s body and grab her *****. "You’re all I’ll ever need, T."
With that, Bette let her lips catch Tina’s full on. She pressed on with the kiss, her tongue gaining entrance to her partner’s mouth.
Bette maneuvered Tina around, and guided her back towards the bed. She pushed her partner onto the mattress, gently, and climbed on top. With her legs straddling Tina’s hips and resting on her forearms, Bette continued her assault on Tina’s mouth.
It only took moments before Tina’s hands had pulled open the belt of Bette’s robe and started working their up the pajama top, opening the buttons as she went.
Rolling onto her back, Bette repositioned Tina on top. She ran her hands down Tina’s chest, enjoying the feel of her love’s nipples as they hardened under the cotton fabric. She slowly unfastened the buttons, a look of anticipation on her face like she was unwrapping a new master work.
Tina couldn’t help but moan at the delightful torture as Bette moved slowly through the process of removing her clothes. Once the final button was undone, Bette slid the shirt back, trapping Tina’s arms behind her.
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put the stuff back Shane……………
Aahhh, a chapter that leaves me with a smile on this site that so often tears at me with angst. Again, your dialogue is great, and some of their lines are just, for lack of a better word, perfect. Here’s one I especially liked: “But if, as a practical matter, it meant that she couldn’t sex up her wife as often as she desired, Bette was more than happy to relegate that thought to the future.” I’d laugh out loud … if it wasn’t so damn true! (It gets better…!) You do so well with words. Thank you for sharing them with us.
Put it back shane…Thanks for writing and posting. What’s next??
Great chapter. I hope Shane do the right thing here and not stole anything from Bette and Tina’s house. Please post soon the next one, thank you!