Wednesday Afternoon

Tina had just pulled in front of the CAC to meet Bette for lunch. She was about to pull the door open when she looked through the glass windows and she stopped dead in her tracks. There was Bette standing in front of James desk, bending over to what it looked like to be signing some papers. She was wearing her casual low-slung black pin stripped khakis. She couldnt help but notice how the seams of her back pockets accented the curve of her *****. She took a few seconds to enjoy the view.

Okay, control yourself Tina. Its only day three. Pull yourself together Kennardfuck, what was I thinking Monday morning, Im so stupid!

She saw Bette leave into her office so she straightened herself out and walked up to James desk.

Hi James, how are you?

HeyTina, Im good thanks. Uh, Bettes just walked into her office to take a phone call.

Okay, thanks.

Let me just warn you though, shes not in the best of moods. She hasnt been since she came back Tuesday. Im not sure why though, things have been pretty slow around here.

Oh, uh, Im sure shell be better soon.

Tina giggled and walked towards Bette office. She quietly opened it not to disturb Bettes phone call. But she wasnt paying any attention to what Bette was saying. All her attention was on Bettes over exposed cleavage. She finally lost her gaze when she heard Bette yell and slam down the phone.

Hey T.

Awwbabe, James tells me youre not having a good day?

Bette just shuffled some papers on her desk and sighed. Tina walked over and spun Bette around in her chair, and took a seat in her lap.

You know baby you shouldnt take your sexual frustrations out on other people. Didnt your parents ever teach you that?

No, they must have left the out somewhere between how to be a ***** and how to seduce a straight girl into loving you.

Well Im glad they didnt leave those things out!

Truth was, Tina hadnt been all that nice of a person at work either. Every script someone gave her she just threw it back in their face saying it was ***** and could never be fixed. Truth was these past few days she has been waiting for Bette to crack. But Bette was a lot stronger than she thought.

So where do you want to go for lunch babe?

Tina almost blurted out the first thing that came to her mind, but instead she opted for Italian.

Italian sounds good.

Okay well let me just get my phone and we can go.

Bette attempted to get up but Tina did not move.

Uh, you have to get off of me babe if you want to eat.

Bette looked in Tinas eyes and knew right away what was going on.

No Tina, no. I am not risking TWO WEEKS of ***** for a quickie in my office.

Okay. But Tina still didnt move. She just moved her leg to the other side of Bette, straddling her hips.

Tina

Tina moved her eyes from Bettes, looking down and Bettes shirt at her cleavage.

So did you get tired this morning babe while buttoning your shirt?

No, Tin-

Tina already had her lips on Bettes, unbuttoning what was left of her buttons. Her hands were roaming all over Bettes torso. She started unbuttoning Bettes pants and just before she reached the hem of Bette thong, Bette pulled her hand away.

Wait baby, she said in deeply aroused voice, 4 days, 6 hours, and looking around Tina at the clock, 41 minutes.

Tina looked back at Bette almost hurt. Bette just gave her a warm reassuring smile.

OhI know, I was just testing you babe.

Uh, huhlets go.

Lunch was going well and they managed to keep their hands off each other. Although this time it was Bette who was being testy. Brushing her hand against Tina in places where she knew would make her squirm in her seat. Soon lunch was over and they were headed back to the CAC.

So are you going to be home for dinner tonight?

Yeah, I should be home around seven. Bette pulled up to Tinas car.

Okay, Ill see you tonight. Tina gave her a quick kiss and pulled away quickly before anything became to heated, and the last thing she wanted to be was tease ;)

Tina got in her car and watched Bette drive away. Tonight youre mine Porter, she thought to herself, for desert youll be having apple pie a la Kennard!