With my initial shock waning I look over at Bette, Oh my God, shes either going to pass out or someone is going to get hurt! Ive only seen that look once before and what ensued was not pretty. To this very day Im sure Nadia regrets ever touching my *****, well Im sure she regrets Bette catching her touching my *****.

I realize Im still holding on to this goofy looking vibrator. This is too ***** weird, funny, embarrassing, stupid, entertaining. Entertaining? Im shocked at my own thought. But yea, I guess it is entertaining. Come on Kennard its not that weird, Im sure the other girls have vibrators. I mean, doesnt every lez in town? Well maybe not translucent blue, with a little tongue-like attachment. Okay let me see how do I open this thing up? Ahhh, okay, two C cell batteries and voila!!!
Oh my God, this is ridiculous! Oh no Bette Hey where did she go? I frantically look around the room and find her going for the phone, Bette, no!

Bette looks over at me and stops in mid reach for the receiver, T

No! Im serious Bette, dont get upset. Come on honey, this is funny. I move next to her, wrapping my arm around her waist. Come on, you cant tell me that we wouldnt have done the same thing given the chance. Think about it Porter. You know you would have. Taking her by the hand we move back to the couch, Honey, relax – okay?

I plop down on the couch next to her, realizing I still have this contraption in my hand. I lay it between us as I move closer to her. Hey, sweetie, I love my gifts – all of them. I kiss her cheek, gently, softly, then pull back to look at her. Her scowl has softened a bit. I lean back in, I love you sweetie. I whisper through her thick wavy hair. Again I check her reaction, but its not softened enough, shes still too tense and obviously pissed off.

Moving on top of her I straddle her lap, face to face, she cant ignore me now. Baby, you need to find the humor in all of this. I kiss her forehead, her nose, her chin and move to her neck where I find my favorite little hollow at the base of her throat and run my tongue around it until I get the reaction Im looking for, a deep raspy groan. I smile and sit back looking at her.

T, She clears her throat, it was suppose to be a little joke between us. Now its going to be happy hour conversation. You know Al wont leave this alone – ever.

I giggle a little, Okay, so it happened. Just be patient, it wont be long before she does something really stupid – because you know she always does and then well have something on her. Come on baby honey sweetie sugar lump finally a smile – Jesus, rough crowd! I lean in again framing her face with my hands and kiss her full on the lips; Im not letting her off the hook this time. Im going to change her mood if it kills me, its Christmas – no bad moods on Christmas.

The kiss becomes more passionate, shes finally giving in. Her arms wrap me up and hold me tight while we kiss. Were really good at this, over the years together weve perfected the art of lip lock.

Ive never understood that term, lip lock, it sounds so tight, still, frigid, it doesnt even come close to describing a real kiss, at least not one of our kisses anyway. One where theres constant movement, change. Our kisses are amazing, very fluid, lips, tongue, teeth, lots of sucking and moisture, its like ***** with our mouths. Sometimes its almost obscene.

Oh my, shes got me now. One of her hands is on the back of my head pulling me in tighter while the other hand slides up and down my side. Ahh, her thumb found my erect nipple; shes rubbing it through my tight top. Jesus, at this rate brunch will definitely be late. I think my nipples are somehow directly connected to my ***** because with each swipe of her thumb across one a jolt of pleasure shoots directly between my legs. God, now Im tingling all over and theres that familiar quivering in my belly. My hips begin to grind against her, with each movement small ripples of pleasure spread through the center of my body.

Our kiss breaks briefly as Bette slides my shirt over my head. I look into her deep brown eyes and for a moment cant believe I could possibly feel this in love with anyone or anything. I dive back to her mouth, sucking and biting her lips.

She tries to slide my pants down, but my position atop her prevents it. I squirm and wiggle until I topple over on the couch. She removes my pants and lies on top of me, sucking my neck and grinding herself against me, Help me, she groans, take my shirt off T. I do as Im instructed and slip the top off over her head. God, those *****, perfect in size and shape, the beautiful rich mocha color of her flesh, and each topped with a rigid auburn nipple. I can hardly wait to get one in my mouth, to feel the taut flesh against my tongue, to nip it with my teeth, to taste her skin. I pull Bette closer and snatch one of those gorgeous dangling cherries into my mouth and work it with my tongue, she arches her back and groans loudly. I love that reaction. It gets me every time. I again search for release, rocking my hips into her rhythm.

Suddenly I feel something under my hip; I realize its the vibrator. All the movement has triggered it into action. I dig around underneath my hip and pull it out. Breaking my attachment to Bettes nipple I bring it up to show her my find. A wicked smile creeps across her mouth, she takes it from me, rubbing it against my chest – the plastic is smooth and warm from its hiding place beneath my over heated body.

Bette moves off of me and gradually guides the blue wonder along my body, around my *****, across my nipples, and along my belly before it stops and rests just at the top of my neatly trimmed mound. Oh God, where is she taking me? I look into her eyes and see the familiar passion that has coaxed me over the edge time and time again. I sink deeper and deeper into her gaze as she slides the blue wonder farther down and enters me slowly and smoothly. I can feel the pulsation of the translucent plastic within me, she slides it easily in and out again and again, it moves effortlessly coated with my arousal. Each time she slides it back within me the tongue thingy flicks gently across my ***** making me squirm with delight. Finally I tilt my hips and clamp down on the device guiding it to that special place within that will soon make my eyes roll back in my head while I cry out with pleasure. My body reacts wildly but I cant tear myself away from her stare. Her mouth falls open as she watches me being swept away in this current of ecstasy. My body writhes from the pleasure, yet I continue to hold my eyes to hers, allowing them to communicate everything that I cannot vocalize at the moment. As I feel myself about to tumble over the cliff I reach out and grab her by the hair, gently, yet firmly bringing her into me. I need to taste her mouth. Our lips meet in a half kiss, but part almost immediately. Im too far over, I cant stop, Im panting into her mouth and as I tumble as if I were caught in breaking surf along the beach, I cant tell top from bottom, she presses her own mouth closer to mine, allowing me to moan and pant into it. As I slowly begin to catch my breath, I also catch her lower lip between my teeth and bite, gently but firmly.

After a few calming breaths, I’m finally able to speak, “Oh God babe, brunch is going to be really late.”