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    Wardrobe – Part 2 of 2

     

    In front of her, Bette was sitting on the couch just as she was an hour beforehand.  She had taken her robe off and was sitting straight up, her high heels firmly planted on the floor.  The two stared at one another for a long moment.  Tina licked her lips unknowingly as her hand worked behind her to quietly lock the door. 

     

    “Are you going to help me out of this?” Bette said, her voice sultry and confident.

     

    Tina cleared her throat and walked slowly over to Bette.  When she reached her, she once again dropped down to her knees.  Bette eased her legs open until they were completely spread.  The blonde could no longer control her heartbeat or her breathing.  She hesitated before placing first one hand on Bette’s strong thigh, and then the other.  Tina brought her eyes up to Bette’s and then slowly slid her hands from her kneecap up to the buckle of the garter.  She carefully undid the clasp, careful not to pull the stocking. 

     

    For all of Bette’s efforts, it was difficult for her to keep up her calm exterior.  As shy as Tina had seemed, she wasn’t afraid to keep her eyes locked on Bette.  Switching to the other leg, she repeated the process.  She ran her fingers up Bette’s thigh before unbuckling the clasp. 

     

    Tina then took her hand and, palm up, ran it underneath Bette’s leg.  She smoothed it up the back of Bette’s thigh until the bottom of the brunette’s ass was lying in her hand.  She deftly unclipped the hook in the back and lingered there for a second longer before doing the same to the other. 

     

    Bette’s breathing had become just barely audible.  She was now completely wet and knew that it was only a matter of time before Tina could smell her arousal. 

     

    “The garter,” Bette managed to say; an order to Tina.

     

    Tina leaned in between Bette’s wide open legs and ran her hands around Bette’s waist to the back of the garter belt.  As her fingers picked open the clasp there, Tina’s new position allowed her to catch Bette’s smell.  She could not stifle the moan that fell through her lips at this.  She pulled the now unhooked garter off of Bette’s body and then rested her hands on the couch on either side of Bette’s thighs, her head down and eyes closed.  She was trying impossibly hard to reign in her control.  Unfortunately, she couldn’t keep the smell of Bette’s arousal from permeating her senses.

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    1. Really loved the story, and the raw lust generated between these two lovely girls. The scenario actually reminded me of a scattered story I wrote for my own entertainment with Bette as an artist, and Tina as her model. Haha, it was all over the place, but I didn’t mind. It’s nice to put them in these strange situations – and job well done. Thanks for posting.

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