Bette moved her head back to stare at her.  “Oh yeah?”

“Oh yeah.”  Tina moved her thumb up against Bette’s lips and lightly brushed it back and forth against them.  Bette was frozen at the sensuous touch. 

“Baby?”  Tina breathed in her ear.  “I’ve been thinking about all this.” 

“Yeah?”

“And I think that I am up for anything you are.”

Tina pulled Bette from the bar, looping her arm into her lover’s, and pulled her over to peruse all the tables. 

“Look at that one, Bette.”

“Um, which one?”

Tina pointed to a rather large dildoe.  “What do you think?”

“It’s quite…large.”

“Yeah.  Do you think it’s too large?” She lowered her voice and leaned into Bette, “Because I don’t.”

“Um…honey, not so loud.” Bette whispered to her.

Bette discomfort was increasing and she was beginning to get it that Tina was definitely turning the tables on her.  But the wetness between her legs was becoming interesting as well.

Tina whispered into her ear, ‘Buy me that, baby.”  She looked at Bette‘s face, which had warmed in color.  “Are you getting turned on?”  Tina stroked Bette’s cheek. “You seem very warm.” 

Bette pulled herself together a bit, determined to retain some dominance in this situation. She whispered in Tina’s ear, “Are you getting wet thinking about what I think you’re thinking about?”

Tina smiled coyly at her, “Oh, I’m getting wet. But I’m not sure I’m thinking about what you’re thinking about.”

Bette took a deep breath, feeling a twitch in her clit.  “Well, you know, you can’t just get that…you have to get a harness for it. And they don’t seem to have any…”

She was overheard by Stephanie’s assistant who loudly began to suggest the various harnesses that this particular dildo could be used with, strongly recommending a leather contraption that cost a small fortune.  “This is adjustable and can fit both of you by just moving the strap…”

“OK, OK—we’ll take it.”  Bette cut her off to stop the loud flow of information.

“Now let me give you some advice about lubricant.”  Bette wanted to tell her that she didn’t think any would be needed but felt this might be too much information.  The assistant held up a bottle of lube and began to explain in great detail about its benefits and properties.  “And,” she added, “it can be used as well with butt plugs.”

Bette stared at her and looked quickly at Tina, who seemed to take in this information very calmly.  “Really?” she turned to Bette, “Let’s get one of those too.”

“What?”   And before Bette could utter another word, Stephanie had walked to the front of the large group that had formed and began to expound on the various sizes, shapes and types of butt plugs and how popular they had become with lesbians.

 “And the harness you are getting?”  She looked directly at Bette, “Has a special place for one for either the active or passive partner.”

Before Bette could move, Tina had picked up a delicate butt plug in lovely lavender color and was running her fingers over the bumps. Bette stared at the movement of her fingers.

“That would be a good starter plug.”  Stephanie said.

Tina leaned into her and whispered, “Buy it for me, baby. We can use it as enhancement!”

Bette swiftly pulled out her credit card and handed it to Stephanie.  “We’ll take it all.”

TBC?