“That’s a good thing, right?”

“It is… I hope it’s okay for you to meet her at 7 in ‘L’ amuse’?”

“Yeah, we still have a few hours to relax.” Bette said. Helena smiled and kissed Bette.

“You want to take a swim?” Bette asked.

“Yes, but only if I can barrow a bikini.”

“Oh, I thought you would swim naked…” Bette said, grinning.

“I’m not swimming naked, Ms. Porter. Now, can I barrow one of you?”

“Off course you can, sweetheart.” Bette stood up and Helena followed.

—-

Bette and Helena walked back out, to the pool. Bette slightly faster than Helena, giving the raven haired woman a good view of her ass which Helena was enjoying very much. Bette was wearing a black bikini while Helena had a green one on.

They got into the pool and where more kissing than swimming but what did you expect? Bette broke away from the 15-minute kiss she had shared with Helena.

“I love you.” She whispered in Helena’s ear before really realizing what she said.

“I… uh…” Helena stammered. Bette placed her finger over Helena’s lips. Helena had told Bette she could fall in love with her but she wasn’t sure about her feelings just yet.  

“You don’t have to say anything.” And with that Bette kissed Helena again. Their arms were around each other and pulling the other person as close as possible. Bette brushed her tongue over Helena’s lips, asking for enterance which Helena gladly gave. Their tongues did a passionate dance. Helena’s hand found it’s way in Bette’s bikini bottem. They both moaned when Helena’s hand cupped Bette’s ass cheek. Bette pushed Helena to the endge of the pool, never breaking the kiss. Helena bumped against the wall and Bette pressed herself even closer to Helena. She broke the kiss  because breathing was getting hard.

“Have I told you how freakin’ hot you look?” Bette asked smiling. Helena pecked her on the lips and softly squeezed Bette’s butt again.

“You haven’t but I think you are the hottest.” Helena kissed Bette again with a lot of forse.

—-

Bette was standing in front of the mirror looking at herself. She thought she looked good. She had picked a black power suit with a white shirt and  black high heels. Her hair was down and she had applied a little make-up. Helena would pick her up in about 20 minutes but apparently Helena was early and Bette’s doorbell rang. She hurried to the door and she was surprised to see Temperance standing there.

“Uh, Temperance? What are you doing here?” Bette asked. When she looked a little better at Temperance, she could tell she had been crying.

“Can I talk to you?” She asked Bette.

“Uhm, sure but Helena is picking me up in about 20 minutes so I don’t have a lot of time.”

“It’s okay… It won’t take long.”

Bette stepped to the side and let Temperance in.

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