Layla smiled at Bette, glad that she agreed to her offer. They walked back over to the table to retrieve Bettes coat and purse.

Layla leaned into Vee, who was still in an engaging conversation with Kim Im going to go. I should be back to the house sometimes tonight.

Vee looked puzzled. Where are you going and who are you going with? she asked like a concerned mother.

Well if you need to know, MOM, me and Bette are going to talk and get to know each other a bit. Is that okay with you?, she said a sarcastically. Vee looked past Layla at Bette, who was standing there looking at the crowd of women.

Damn Layla, do your thing girl, shes gorgeous. She then looked back Layla and winked.

Quit that Vee. Ill see you later.

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Once they got to the car, Bette unlocked the passenger side and opened the door so Layla could get in. When Layla sat down, Bette got an up close look at the legs she had admired in the club. The slit on Laylas skirt gaped open and Bette could see the definition and tone in her thighs. And she had those jumpers calves that looked like an upside down heart was just beneath the skin. Oh my God, this is going to be a long night Bette thought to herself as she closed the door. Layla reached over and unlocked the other side so Bette could get in. Bette threw her purse in the backseat and sat down. She sat there for a second before putting the key in the ignition but she didnt start the car. She turned in her seat and faced Layla.

So where do you want to go?

Layla smiled Anywhere you want to take me. Its such a beautiful evening. We could go walk on the beach, or go get some coffee.

Or we could go back to my place Bette spoke looking straight into Laylas eyes.

Your place sounds good to me.

Bette smiled and started the car. I really dont need to do this Bette thought to herself, but it had been 7 months since she had been with anyone sexually. Horny wasnt the word to describe how she was feeling. She needed to get some *****, plain and simple, and Layla was a prime candidate. I am really being the old Bette Porter now she thought amusing herself.


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A few blocks later they pulled up in Bettes driveway. When Bette turned off the car there was a bit of an awkward silence. They both knew what they were there for, but both were a little nervous about it. Layla made the first move and looked at Bette.

Are we just going to sit out here all night or are you going to invite me in, she asked smiling.

Bette was caught up in her own thoughts though. It seemed surreal that she was bringing another woman to the home that her and Tina used to share. Inside it just didnt feel right, but Tina didnt want her anymore. I cant wait my whole life. And anyway Layla is gorgeous and I really need to get out of this slump. It was then that she heard Layla talking.

What was that you said?

Wow, you must be in deep thought about something. Are you okay?

Yeah, Im fine. Just a long story thats all.

I see. Well I was saying are we just going to sit out here or are you going to invite me in.

Yeah, Yeah, Im sorry. Would you like to come in? Bette knew that sounded crazy because they were sitting in the front yard, but it had already come out.

I would love to, Layla said.

Once in the house, Bette put her purse and coat on the coat rack and asked her if she would like something to drink.

What do you have?

Well Ive got, ginger ale, juice, coffee, white zinfandel, and of course water.

Ill take the ginger ale please.

Okay, be right back.

Layla took her few minutes alone to look over the place. She noticed that the house was immaculate. It looked as if everything had its place and never moved. She walked over to the mantle on the fireplace and noticed several pictures of Bette with a lovely blond. Some were just the two of them hugged up, others were of them kissing, and one looked like a wedding or commitment ceremony between the two, but she wasnt sure. Oh *****, I hope she doesnt have a girlfriend that is going to bust in here at any moment Layla thought a little disturbed by the pictures.

Thats me and my wife, Tina, Bette said noticing Layla eyeing the pictures of her and Tina. Well I should say ex..wife. We broke up about 7 months ago and I still havent gotten around to taking down pictures yet.

Oh I see. Layla said raising an eyebrow. Where is she now?

She still lives here in West Hollywood and we are still friends even though I havent seen her in about a month. Bette walked over and handed Layla her glass of ginger ale.

It looks like you two were deeply in love? Can I ask what happened?

Bette looked toward the floor and started fondling her glass. Its a long story, but the short of it is I messed up and now she doesnt want me back. Bette took a hard swallow of the water she had gotten for herself.

Well have you tried to get her back? You know begging and the whole nine. Candies, flowers, cards, endless apologies? Layla said.

Layla you wouldnt believe all the things Ive tried to get that woman back, but now isnt the time for her. Maybe one day, but right now she is living her life and it is time I started living mine.

Layla took a drink of her ginger ale. She could see the hurt in Bettes eyes and didnt want to press any further because she didnt want to drudge up feelings inside of Bette that she was trying hard to put away.

Layla, I dont want to lead you on, but I still love he

Shh, Bette. There are no attachments with me. We are both adults, enjoying each others company. I dont expect anything from you. Layla said trying to suppress Bettes fears. They stood there just staring at each other. Layla decided to make her move.

Sooo, youre moving on huh Layla said with a seductive look on her face.

Uh huh. Bette said noticing the look.

Layla sat her drink on an empty spot on the mantle and stepped right in front of Bettes face. She reached and took the glass from Bette and sat it beside hers.

So Ms. Porter, am I the first woman youve had this close to you since you and Tina broke up?

Well not exactly, Bette said remembering a night between Candace and her a few days after the breakup, but the first in a very long time.

Layla was looking deep into Bettes eyes and knew she was going to have to kiss her soon or she was going to bust.

Would it be alright if I kissed you? Layla asked.

Well Im sure not going to stop you if thats what you want to do, Bette responded playfully.

Layla then placed both her hands on each side of Bettes face and started out with a gentle kiss on the lips. Her lips felt foreign to Bette, but they felt good. All Bette could think about was how soft they were. Layla backed off and looked at Bette almost trying to get the okay to proceed. But that little kiss had sparked Bette on the inside and she didnt hesitate to kiss Layla again only deeper. Before they could both think, Bette had backed Layla up to the couch and pressed her down on her back. Layla spread her legs and Bette got settled in between. Bette was looking down on Layla admiring her beauty.

Do you like what you see, Bette? Layla said in a lust filled voice.

Absolutely. You are stunning.

Bette reached down and slid the shoes off of Laylas feet and admired the French pedicure. What lovely feet. She slowly began to rub them taking time with each toe. Layla closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage.

Ummm.that feels good Bette.

Bette then took her big toe in her mouth and circled it with her tongue. She wasted no time in servicing the other toes as well.

Layla was getting so turned on by Bette sucking on her toes, she could feel herself starting to wet her panties a little.

Come here, Layla said.

Bette released her mouth from Laylas feet and started kissing up Laylas stomach, slowly bringing her shirt up to expose the red lace bra she had on. She grabbed both sides of her shirt and started to pull it over Laylas head. She then reached down and unclasped the bra in the front. Layla had perfect skin, perfect tone, and her ***** were firm. Bette couldnt get over how beautiful Layla was and the more clothes she took off the more breathtaking she was becoming. She bent down and started kissing Layla more passionately than before and started fondling her breast. Rolling the nipple between her index finger and thumb.

Ohhhh Layla managed to breath between kisses. Bette you are turning me on so much. I need to feel you.

That was all the cue Bette needed to continue. She raised back up and started pulling the skirt off that Layla was wearing. Layla lifted her hips so Bette could remove them with no problem. Bette threw the skirt to the floor and looked at the matching thong that Layla was wearing. This woman is beyond ***** Bette thought to herself unconsciously licking her lips. She could see the effect she was having on Layla from the darkened spot on the crotch area of her panties. She bent down and pulled her thong down partly to expose the area just above Laylas thigh and below her stomach. She slowly kissed there making Layla squirm from the tickling sensation and moved over to her pubic area and kissed there slowly pulling her thong the rest of the way down. Inside she smiled at the little Hitler design Layla had for pubic hair. She started kissing up Laylas inner thigh and stayed there for a few more seconds.

Please Bette. Now. Layla said almost pleading.

Bette stuck her tongue out and flicked at Laylas ***** a couple of times before diving in.

Ohhh Gooddd.

She was circling her tongue around Layla, then she was running her tongue from the top of her ***** all the way down to her perineum and back up. All the while, rubbing both of her ***** in her hands. She was taking her time and simulating a French kiss to Laylas lower lips, while stimulating her *****. Alternating between soft and hard pressure. Damn she tastes good.

Layla felt like she was going to explode. She had never had head like this before in her life.

Bette stiffened her tongue and dove it into Layla as far as she could go. She was trying to taste each of Laylas walls. She brought one of her hands down and started toying with Laylas ***** while she was diving in and out of her with her tongue. She was moving her ***** side to side real fast with her fingers.

Between the different sensations Layla knew she was about to *****.

Ohh shhiittt. My ggoodddd.

Bette knew it too and increased the speed of her fingers and her tongue. She began to drink the essence of Layla as she came.

Layla jolted upright when her body exploded from these new sensations. She grabbed both sides of Bettes head and let out an almost primal scream. Bette didnt let up. She kept going until Layla couldnt take it anymore.

Please stop Bette, Please.I cant take it

Layla thought her eyes were going to be permanently rolled back in her head and her toes felt like they had curled so far she would never get them straight again. She was trying to bring her breathing back to normal but she was being flooded with all these after shocks and mini orgasms. When she felt like she could see again, she opened her eyes and looked down at Bette who had a sly grin on her face.

Was that okay? Bette asked sarcastically. It has been awhile since Ive done that.

Okay is not the word I would use to describe your skills Bette. That was incredible. I have never felt so many different sensations at one time before. My *****. your tongue, your fingers, whew, that was..Im speechless.

Even though Bette knew she was pretty good at performing in that way, Layla was embarrassing her a little bit.

Im glad you liked it, Bette spoke shyly.

Liked it. No I loved it. And you know what I would love more right now? Layla asked.

No, what.

To return the favor.

Oh yeah.

Yes I would.

With a swift movement Layla was off her back. She was on her knees and she told Bette to stand up. Bette quickly obliged. Layla slowly started to undo the belt to the suit Bette had on. Bette was playing in Laylas hair as she dropped her pants. Layla unbuttoned the one button that was holding her shirt in place and hiding Bettes body from her. She opened the shirt and was in awe of Bettes figure.

I dont see how women arent throwing themselves at your feet Bette. Your body is magnificent.

Bette just smiled and kept playing in Laylas hair.

Take your bra off Bette, I want to see all of you.

Bette took the straps off her arms and rotated her bra around so she could unhook it from the front. She dropped it to the floor in the stack of clothes they already had there.

Mmmm, the view from here is incredible. Layla said unable to mask her desire for Bette.

Bette put your leg over my shoulder.

Bette was a little taken aback by the request but lifted her left leg and sat it on Laylas shoulder.

Layla turned her head and started kissing the inside of Bettes leg while keeping a firm hold on her *****. She pulled Bette to her and didnt hesitate putting her mouth on Bette. She slowly kissed the outside of Bettes lips before separating her with her tongue.

Bette threw her head back still with her hands in Laylas hair. It felt so good to be getting ate out. Laylas warm tongue striking her ***** was making her knees week. She knew she couldnt continue to stand while Layla assaulted her. She took her leg off of her shoulder and pulled Laylas head back. She turned around and sat down on the couch. Layla just looked at Bette and pulled her to the edge of the couch.

Layla grabbed both of her legs and threw one over each shoulder. She continued what Bette had stopped a few seconds earlier. She took the middle and index fingers on both hands and separated Bettes lips. Her swollen ***** was right there totally exposed. She began to suck on Bette with both her lip. She then laid her tongue completely flat and licked her entire *****. She was lapping at it and the slurping sound she was making was driving Bette crazy. Layla straightened her tongue and started making figure eights around her ***** and started licking around Bettes opening. She took the fingers from one of her hands that she was holding Bette open with and slowly slid them into Bette.

Bette was grabbing onto the arm of the couch with one hand and had her hand on one of Laylas shoulders.

Oh my God. This is heaven.

Layla added a third finger and begin rotating them from horizontal to vertical making she touched all of Bettes walls, all while driving them in and out of Bette.

Bette knew she was getting close and her ***** felt like it was going to explode. Layla turned her hand palm side up and went in as far as she could into Bette. She searched around and found the spot that was going to send Bette over the edge. While rubbing her g-spot she stiffened her tongue and made hard circles on her *****.

That was it for Bette. She could feel the ***** building in her legs. Layla sped up and felt Bettes thighs tighten on the sides of her head.

JJJeeessuuss Chrr..uhhhhhh. Bette screamed.

The intensity of the ***** shocked Bette. She could see streaks of light shoot across her clinched eyelids.

Layla pushed Bettes legs apart and held them open again and continued to lick all over Bettes goodness. Up, down, side to side. Her assault was beginning to drive Bette over the edge again. Bette grabbed one of the throw pillows on the couch and covered her face. She screamed into it as she went over the edge again. Layla licked up the juices oozing out of Bettes opening.

Ummyou taste so good Bette. I could eat you out all day.

Damn girl. Are you trying to kill me? Bette asked breathlessly.

Maybe, but if I did I would never get to do that again.

Well then you better stop. And you said I was good. I think Ive met my match. All I wanna do is go to sleep.

That sounds good, Layla said climbing up on the couch to lie next to Bette.

Layla got behind Bette and threw her leg over Bettes thighs and arm over her stomach.

It had been so long since Bette had been held and it felt nice, but then again it felt empty. She knew deep inside that she wished it was Tina holding her, but tonight this was going to have to do. She needed the release and Layla was a damn good lover.

Layla whispered into Bettes hair I hope tonight has taken your mind off of your troubles at least for a while.

Bette felt a little awkward knowing her mind just thought of Tina, but she was just going to enjoy the moment and continue to face each day with a new outlook.

Yes it has, Layla.

Bette got settled into the couch and fell into a deep slumber. It had been a long day.