Tina had set the scene so wonderfully with candles along the sink counter and on one side of the tub as well as clusters of candles in the bedroom. Soft jazz music played in the background. Bette felt all her worry and fear drain away into the warm water.
“Sweetheart, this feels so good,” she whispered and she kept her bandaged hand propped on the side of the tub.
“Here lean up a little and I’ll wet your hair,” Tina said and she used the detachable shower head with the long hose to spray Bette’s hair and then she lathered it up with shampoo and began to massage gently and deeply. “Now lean back against this towel, just relax, close your eyes,” Tina said softly.
Bette did as she was told. Although Tina’s hands were small, they were strong, and the square tip of her nails felt wonderful against her scalp. Tina started at the top of her head and worked all the way back and down two or three times and then ended by rubbing Bette’s neck and shoulders.
“Okay, here’s a washcloth, hold it over your eyes while I rinse,” Tina said and she sprayed Bette’s soapy hair until all of the shampoo was out. Immediately Bette’s hair began to curl. “I love your curls; they’re so sweet,” Tina said and she kissed Bette gently on the crown of her head. She finished off with rubbing in the special conditioner Bette used in her hair and then she stood up.
“Okay, you soak and relax. I’m going to finish up in the kitchen. I’ll be back in a bit to help you out,” she smiled down at the brunette who lay hidden under a blanket of large bubbles.
“Tina, I know you’ve got to be worn out. Leave the kitchen, I’ll get it in the morning,” Bette said.
Tina shook her head. “I’ve got it, babe. Sonny and Andy took care of most of the damage,” and she leaned down and kissed her sweetly on the forehead.
“Love you,” Bette said softly after Tina left the bathroom, and she thought Tina hadn’t heard.
But then, “love you too, Bette,” Tina’s voice came from the hallway.
Bette smiled. Tina truly did have sonic bat ears.
It was a good twenty minutes before Tina came back. Bette had almost drifted off in the tub, but luckily her bandaged hand was hanging dry over the edge of the tub.
“Here you go, let me help you,” Tina said, and she helped Bette to her feet and to step over the side of the tub. She quickly dried her as Bette was beginning to shiver. “Let’s get you in bed,” she said and she led the woman into the bedroom where she had already turned down the sheets. Clean sleep pants and a tank top waited on the edge of the bed.
Bette sat down and began to pull on her sleep clothes.
“Oh no, not yet,” Tina smiled and her eyes sparked.
Bette smiled up knowingly and climbed into bed and pulled the covers up as she was feeling a little cold. She watched as Tina slowly pulled off her clothes. The breast fell heavily from her bra and Bette shivered. She couldn’t wait to get her hands and her mouth on those breasts.
Tina was watching the expression on Bette’s face. She smiled as she could see that Bette was becoming aroused even though she was still weak from her ordeal. She finally pulled off her panties and then pulled the tie from her hair, and her blonde locks fell to her shoulders. She slowly pulled back the covers and climbed in the bed and then on top of Bette. She straddled her, opening up her damp core to rest on Bette’s taunt stomach. She rested her hands on her thighs and smiled down at the brown eyes that were beginning to burn.
“I’ve missed you, Bette, missed holding you at night, touching you,” she whispered.
“I’ve missed you too, Tina,” Bette responded and she started to reach up and stroke the hard nipples. But Tina gently slapped her hands away.
“No. You may not touch,” she said and she smiled seductively.
Bette chuckled. “Is that so, but I think you want me to touch, am I right?”
Tina’s smile grew.