Shoving the papers on the desk aside Tina set the bottle on the desk and leaned over to retrieve the rest of their dinner. Moving as though she were walking through deep water Bette moved toward where Tina stood, oblivious to the disarray that sat on the far side of her desk.

"What’s all of this?" Bette arrived inches away from where Tina leaned, she could smell the intoxicating scent of her favourite scent wafting off of the blond.

"Dinner. I know you are busy Bette but I’m not going to let you push me aside for work ever again. You promised not only me but our children that wouldn’t happen and I’m here to hold you to it. So no excuses." came Tina’s firm reply.

The firmness of Tina’s response only served to heighten Bette’s arousal. she couldn’t help but marvel at the woman Tina had turned herself into. The innocent, gentle and nurturing aspects that she had first fallen in love with were not tempered by the self confidence and purpose of an extremely sexy and mature woman who would not be taken for granted–Tina would no longer be anyone else’s victim.

Moving even closer Bette scanned what Tina had pulled from the bag and smiled, "You certainly thought of everything T except the best part, dessert." Reaching down slowly Tina unfastened the first button of her trench coat to reveal the edges of a black lace, trailing her fingers to the bottom button she slipped it through the slot that held it in place revealing the smooth, pale length of her thigh and more black lace.

(Throatily and slowly) "What makes you think that Bette?"

"Tina, I’m so sorry about this morning. It’s like this part of me…

Seeing the sincere regret that showed on Bette’s face as she spoke Tina swallowed the lump relief that had developed in her throat and captured Bette’s mouth in hers. Reaching under the fabric of the coat Bette’s left hand sought the soft, inviting flesh of Tina’s lace encased breast. Feeling Bette pushing aside the lace Tina pulled her mouth away from Bette’s lips as she reached up and took Bette’s hand from her.

(chuckling) "Uhh uhh, didn’t you learn anything as a child? What would you say if Angelica wanted to have her dessert first?"