DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately, Showtime haven't returned my emails begging to buy the characters off them. But we could have so much fun!
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.
Voyeur
By tigerDE
He knew he shouldn't be watching. It was a huge invasion of privacy, and if Bette caught him…there'd be hell to pay.
But, when James saw Bette move towards Tina, through the blinds they'd forgotten to close, he was glued to the spot.
This wasn't like the porn he'd watched as a teenager. As Bette kissed Tina, sliding her jacket off her shoulders slowly, he could see the love and tenderness shining through. And, for that reason, what he was seeing was much hotter than Lesbo Lovers II.
After divesting Tina of her jacket and handbag, Bette led her over to the couch in the corner of the room and lay her down, herself lying between Tina's legs. They resumed their kissing, Tina's hands roaming over Bette's back as they devoured each other's mouths, barely coming up for air.
They're just making out, he thought to himself. It's nothing I haven't seen before. If I position my chair right, I'll be able to sit down and not see them…
Just then, Bette began to unbutton Tina's shirt, and all thoughts of work flew out of his head. His eyes widened as Bette broke away from the kiss and began to place small, open mouthed kisses down Tina's neck towards her breasts. Bette pushed her bra up, running her tongue over Tina's erect nipple before taking it into her mouth.
Judging by the look on Tina's face, as her back arched, she liked that. A lot.
And so did he. So much he had to sit down, his legs suddenly turning to jelly as he watched one of Bette's hands slowly travel down Tina's stomach and undo her fly.
Oh my god, they're going to have sex in Bette's office!
As he idly wondered if he'd ever be able to concentrate in there again, Bette slipped her hand into Tina's trousers, causing Tina's mouth to fall open in what James guessed to be a moan. Bette's hand started up a slow rhythm as she moved back up Tina's body, kissing the lips that reached for hers blindly.
He was transfixed. His jaw went slack as Tina began to move in time with Bette's hand, throwing her head back in ecstasy. She spoke, and Bette replied, then Tina's whole body stiffened, a look of pure pleasure washing over her face as she came.
James let out a breath he hadn't even known he'd been holding. That had to be the most erotic thing he'd ever seen.
Tina's body relaxed and she reached up, pulling Bette down into her embrace. They lay like that for a few minutes, the heaving of Tina's chest gradually slowing, before Bette pulled away slightly and placed kisses all over Tina's flushed face. Tina said something, and Bette laughed, before getting up and holding out a hand to pull Tina up.
Uh-oh, they're coming out…
Panicking at the sight of his obvious arousal, James swung his chair round so his lower body was concealed underneath his desk. He'd just picked up his diary when the door opened, and they came out of the office.
"Bye, James."
Surprised by how quickly they'd both managed to compose themselves, he could only wave as Tina breezed past him, a radiant smile on her face. Shaking his head to clear the fog, he turned back round to see Bette looking at him with concern.
"Hey, are you ok?" she asked, walking over. "You look a little flushed. Are you ill?"
James had to clear his throat before he could trust himself to speak. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little hot, that's all."
"Oh, ok." Bette continued to look at him dubiously, but eventually decided he wasn't about to keel over, and began to move back towards her office. "Right, I've got to call the Tate Modern, so hold all my calls. And, I'll be leaving early tonight. Me and Tina have to go to this…thing."
A thing? James thought as he watched his boss's retreating back. You lucky cow…
The End