"Tina, I didn’t know you chewed tobacco." The remark earned Bette a quick, sharp laugh and a pretend smack to the head. Bette rose to her feet and took Tina gently by the wrists. "And a penchance for domestic violence as well? I knew you could get a little flushed sometimes Honey, but I didn’t realize I was married to a redneck. Let me see." Bette moved Tina’s hair aside and craned her own neck to look at the back of Tina’s. Resuming her position in front of Tina, Bette put her hand on Tina’s jaw so as to open it and peer inside her mouth. "How many teeth do you have left?"

Tina had laughed quietly through this performance. Putting her hands on Bette’s hips, Tina pulled her close and brought her hands further back and down, getting a firm grip on Bette’s firm butt. Tina took the opportunity to nudge her hips into Bette’s. "What I meant to say is would you like to go for a swim. In the pool."

Bette added a bit of a grind of her own. "Well that would be nice I suppose. We’ve been sitting a long time. It would be good to loosen these stiff muscles. But there may be a different way to go about it besides a swim. Might be more enjoyable."

"Does it require getting wet?" Tina inquired sweetly. The rest of the world might see Tina as demure, but Bette knew how wildly inaccurate this image of Tina was. And Tina knew that Bette found the friction between her public and private personas a potent turn on.

"Most definitely."

"So lead me to the promised land."

It was good that both women worked out. It made Bette strong and it made Tina light. In a swift motion, Bette bent and threw Tina over her shoulder, fireman style, and carried her to the bedroom. Tina’s laughter amplified to shrieks.

Reaching their bed Bette dumped Tina unceremoniously on it. Tina quieted a bit with Bette climbing on top of her, the pair of them chuckling into each other’s mouth as they kissed. Soon the laughter ceased as they became serious in their lust, air too precious a commodity to waste. Deep, wet, open mouthed kisses in which their tongues renewed and rejoiced in their aquaintance. Laughter was replaced with soft moaning and stray whimpers as their mouths found their way around the other’s ears and neck. They were only dimly aware that temperatures and respiration rates were rising, each focused with rapt attention on the woman before them. Tina pushed Bette back and sat up, her eyes focused quite wantonly on Bette’s as she began to work the buttons of Bette’s shirt. Bette could feel Tina’s warm, heavy breath spreading over the skin of her chest ever better as Tina succeeded in her efforts, the effect increasing Bette’s pulse. Bette could feel her nipples hardening even before she got her bra off. Topless now, Bette made swift work of Tina’s t-shirt. As Tina dealt with her bra, Bette stood to remove her pants, outer and under, in one motion, returning to assist Tina with hers. Tina stood so Bette could slide the garments off her. Naked in front of each other, they paused a moment to enjoy the other’s beauty. Never tiring of the sight, the visual aesthetics were only one dimension of the sensuous revel now engaging them.