Tina
Bette and I have been back together for about a month now. Well, not exactly together. We are living together as friends, trying to figure out if we can be together as a couple again. This was my condition to moving back. I needed us to start fresh, begin anew and build trust. But I also wanted her to have a chance to bond with the baby so here we are, familiar strangers.

As much as I wanted to hate Bette, I couldnt. In fact there was a period of time that I hated myself for still loving her. That was during my Helena period. I never really felt anything for Helena. I used her to get back at Bette and to get back some of my self-esteem. But in the end I felt nothing but emptiness and a longing for Bette. So here I am, getting ready for a bath, thinking of Bette. She hasnt touched me other than feeling my belly when the baby kicks. I know she is waiting for a sign from me and tonight Im going to give it to her. There is one place in this world that I feel safe and thats in Bettes arms. Ive seen that she has changed so much since weve been apart and I see something else too; hurt and despair. Tonight I want to take away the hurt and despair and replace it with hope and love. The hope that yes, I think we can be a family and I want her to know that our unborn child and I love her.

I had left Bette a note on the front door to come and join me for a bath. I had just gotten into the tub when I heard the front door open and my heart starting beating faster as I listened to her footsteps on the wood. But then my stomach dropped when I heard them stop. I sat there waiting, but no Bette. My God, did she not want me? Was she rejecting me yet again? I sat there quietly with tears running down my face. How could I have misread her actions and words these last few months as we had moved toward reconciliation?

Bette
Bette pulled out of the CAC parking lot with thoughts of Tina. Its been so hard this past month to keep my hands off Tina. Ive never wanted her more. I want to see how her body has changed. I imagine that she is more beautiful than ever, but that beauty is hidden under her maternity clothes. I should be thankful for her saying she wants to give us another chance and I am, but I feel as if Im walking on eggshells. One wrong word or touch and shell be gone. I live each day in fear and Im not sure how much longer I can do this. She hasnt made any movement towards us having a physical relationship and I am beginning to wonder if she even wants me in that way again. Physical intimacy used to be so important for us; it defined us in many ways and made us more than just friends. I also worry about Helena. Was she better than me? Damn her for getting to be with Tina during most of her pregnancy. Thank God Tina finally saw her for the manipulative, viper she is. Well here I am, exactly on time. Tina had asked that I be home around 6 for dinner and Ive learned to put her first, before anything that may be happening at work. I see a note on the door and take it down to read. My heart starts beating a million beats per second, as if its trying desperately to come out of my chest. After 30 days of only being able to touch her belly when the baby is kicking she invites me for a bath. Holy *****! This new and improved Tina certainly doesnt pull any punches. My hand is shaking so much it seems to take forever for me to get my key in the door. I throw my briefcase and bag down and start towards the bathroom. But then I stop, realization dawning. What am I suppose to do, just waltz in there and say Hey baby, its about time or Thank you, thank you for letting me in. I am so lost and confused and the fear is building in me like a volcano. How can I not know what to do? She is the love of my life and she wants me to take a bath with her. Such a simple gesture, but with so much hidden meaning. Am I reading too much into this? *****, what am I supposed to do? I turn and go to sit down on the couch, head in my hands, paralyzed with indecision.

I sit there for a few minutes, taking deep breaths in an effort to calm down. I snap to attention when I hear the bathroom door open and hear Tina softly pad down the hallway to her bedroom. Damn it! I screwed up again, now she must think I dont want her. I get up and walk swiftly down the hall, hoping shell let me talk to her. I knock on the door and get no response. I listen; the house is painfully quiet and I hear her crying. My heart shatters into a million pieces.

I open the door and see her lying on the bed, her back to the door, curled up in a fetal position. Her body is shaking as she lets go of her tears, thinking that she is alone once again. I quickly go to her side and kneel down in front of her, imploring her to open up her eyes and talk to me.

T, Tina, Im so sorry. Its not what you think.

Its okay Bette; we will be the best parents we can be. It will be a new kind of partnership for us. I suppose I can learn to accept that. Tina tries to stop the tears, the result being sniffles mixed with short shallow breaths.

No Tina, thats not what I want. I want us, you and me, back. I just freaked out and froze when I saw your note. I want nothing more than to make love to you, baby. Please, you have to believe me.

Then why?

Why? Why not? For weeks I feel like Ive been walking on eggshells, living in fear that Ill say one wrong thing and youll leave again. Youve made no attempt to touch me other than to let me feel the baby kick. Ive lost my ability to read you Tina, to know what you are thinking. I was stunned to see that note. It felt like a huge leap forward and I totally freaked out.

Tina sits there listening intently, watching Bettes face. She can see that she is telling the truth and perhaps she should have started with something a little more innocent, perhaps a kiss. But once she had decided what she wanted it was full steam ahead.

Im sorry Bette, youre right. I was way out of line. Its just that I finally figured out that I love you; I mean really love you and that I never stopped. And I let myself believe it was finally okay to do that. I just kind of forgot to let you in on it. Tina smiles sheepishly and Bette finally relaxes. She leans in to wipe the tears away from Tinas face and Tina grabs her hands, kissing each palm. Bette closes her eyes, lost in the touch of Tinas lips. She wants to commit this moment to memory so that she will never again take Tina for granted.

Help me up babe, please?

Tina sees the perplexed look on Bettes face and says, Dont ask questions babe, and just do what I ask.

I am not about to make any more mistakes this evening. Whatever Tina wants, she is going to get. I stand up and step away from the bed, helping Tina sit up in the process. Tina gets up and stands before me, our bodies inches apart. She looks into my eyes as she pulls the tie to her robe, undoing the knot. Her robe parts slightly, enough to reveal a glimmer of her voluptuous ***** and rounded tummy. I swallow hard at the sight of my beautiful pregnant wife. How can she be more beautiful today than ever before? I am so turned on by her, God she is gorgeous and I am in awe.

You are the most beautiful woman Ive ever seen Tina, I whisper. I raise my hand to touch her, but once again I am held back by fear. May I T, please?

Instead of answering, Tina takes my hand and places it on her breast. Upon feeling my hand she lets out a moan, releasing any residual anxiety she is harboring.

I stand still, not moving, once again taking in the moment and committing it to memory. I lean in and give Tina the softest, sweetest kiss I can. I love you Tina, now and forever. I promise to be the person you need me to be T, and I will never hurt you again. I snake my other hand around to Tinas back and pull her in close for a series of passionate kisses. I have missed the feel of her lips on mine, having her body close to me. I feel her tummy protruding out, preventing us from getting as close as we used to, but I dont care. She is in my arms once again and Im never letting go.

Take off your clothes Bette, I need to see you, feel you again, baby.

I like that Tina is taking control. I think its something that was missing before and Im so turned on by her command that I disrobe in record time. I shudder as I feel her eyes rake over my body, watching a smile form on her lips. I know that look. The look that says I want you so damn much it hurts to breathe. My nipples harden and my ***** begins to twitch.

I step forward and reach up to slip Tinas robe off her shoulders and watch as it falls to the floor, pooling at her feet.

I take my index finger and trace a line from under Tinas chin, down through her cleavage to her belly as I flatten my hand and use it to run a circle around it. I whisper over and over again, Youre so beautiful, Tina, so beautiful.

Every fiber of my being is alive with love and hope. I have longed to be able to touch Tina again and now she stands before me ready to be taken. I need to let her know how much I desire her that my infidelity was not due to diminished attraction for her. I take a deep breath and smell her desire. She must be wet and that thought alone makes my juices flow more freely.

I am mesmerized by Tinas new body and totally turned on by it. I want to explore and touch every last inch of it. I can feel my wetness slipping out, coating my pubic hairs and the top of my thighs. Im not going to last much longer and I dont think Tina will either. I see how hard her nipples are. Those nipples. God, they are almost twice their normal size, as are Tinas *****. I need to feel them in my mouth. I gently pass my left hand over her left breast, touching it ever so lightly, as if my hand was a feather. I bend forward slightly and kiss her other nipple. Next, I open my mouth and suck on the nib slowly, and quickly dart my tongue in and out to circle it. Im in heaven as I feel the bumps on her areola, and the tiny ridges of her nipple. I feel Tina shift her weight onto me and hear her say, Oh baby that feels so good, Ive waited so long. No one can touch me the way you do, no one can fill me with desire like you can. Touch my ***** Bette. Its throbbing for you baby, it needs you.

I know that Tina is sending me a message about Helena with those words and I receive it loud and clear. I once again submit to Tinas demand and switch my mouth to her other breast while letting my hands roam downward, gently rubbing her belly. How I cherish being able to touch her like this. I didnt know what I had until I lost it and now to get it back is a true blessing, and something I will never take for granted again. I let my right hand trail downward as my left reaches around and grabs her ***** to push her forward into my waiting hand. She is wetter than I can ever remember and it causes me to suck in air as if I have been sucker punched. Must be all those hormones running rampant I think. I slowly and deliberately drag my index finger along Tinas folds, barely touching her ***** time after time. Baby, youre so wet.

Oh God Bette, stop teasing me, I cant, ah, cant take much more. Its been so long.

I want you Tina, so damn much, I want to take this slow baby. I need to take you to the edge and hold you there. I want you to know how much I love you.

Tinas mind is in total disarray and her body is begging for release. Bette doesnt know, cant know, that for all these months Tina has not allowed herself to *****. She couldnt. Somehow it made her feel like her betrayal wasnt complete.

Tina feels Bette continue her teasing as she tries to figure out how to tell her. To ***** with it, Ive just got to let her know. Bette baby, stop, please stop.

I just about die. My chest constricts, stomach knots up and I go totally still. My God, not now. She is not going to stop me now. What could I have done wrong?

Tina brings her hand under Bettes chin and says, Look at me, Bette.

Tina sees the sadness and fear in Bettes eyes and knows that she better talk fast.

Bette, I uh, well, Tina stammers, finding it hard to get her thoughts out. I havent had an ***** with another person since that night, our last night together.

I am flabbergasted and stutter my response, What, but, I dont, I dont understand. What about Helena?

I faked it, every single time.

Tina, you cant, I mean, she would have known.

Tina looks down at the floor, not able to look Bette in the eyes and says, Look Bette, I got wet, she did excite me, but I just never let her take me to *****. I always faked it before I really got there.

I still, still dont get it. How could this be, what did it mean?

I couldnt Bette, I still loved you and in my own broken down way, I was still being faithful. So damn it, please stop with this slow ***** and make me *****. We have all the time in the world for us to make love slowly. But thats not what I need right now.

Im stunned and I still cant quite fathom what I just heard, but now isnt the time for arguments. I gently push Tina onto the bed and get on top of her, biting her earlobe and saying into her ear, Im gonna make you come so fast and so hard you wont know what hit you.

With those words I start my assault. I immerse myself in her *****; kneading, massaging, pinching, biting, and licking them. I cant get enough of them; they are my drug of choice. Quickly moving past her swollen belly I settle between Tinas legs, and use my hands to pull her closer, and then place her legs on my shoulders. I place my tongue within her folds and begin lapping up her juices, thinking it is like drinking nectar from the Gods. I remember every crevice and every fold and feel like I am finally home. I take my tongue and place it on her ***** feeling it jump and quiver. Tina screams out my name and I know she is close. I take her nub into my mouth and alternate between sucking and biting while Tinas hips buck up and down and her hand pushes my head closer into her *****. She is pushing so hard I can barely breathe.

Bette, I need you inside me baby, fill me up.

I slip in one, and then two and finally a third finger and replace my tongue with my thumb. I quickly slide my way back up to Tina so that I can look into her eyes when she cums. I missed that the most; the unconditional love that Tina conveys with her eyes when she cums. I realize I have always lived for that, but I never knew it until this instant.

Oh baby, youre so open, so wet. I lean in to kiss Tina and she tastes herself on my lips. I think that is the last straw because with one final buck of her hips she explodes into what looks like the most intense ***** she has ever had. I watch, taking in every nuance and expression that crosses her face and finally there it is. Love in Tinas beautiful brown eyes. I slide back down to lap up her juices, wanting to savor every last drop. She is so sensitive that it doesnt take much for her to ***** again and again before she finally begs me to stop. I lay there for a second, trying to get a grip on my emotions and own desire.

Baby, where are you? Are you okay?

I lift myself up above her belly and smile as I crawl my way back up to Tina and kiss her softly. Im more than okay T, I finally feel whole again.

I love you Bette, so much that it hurts sometimes. I dont ever want us to be apart again. Tina leans in and kisses me, moving her hand quickly down to my wetness. I gasp as Tina says, Its my turn to show you how much I love you.