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In Vino Veritas – Chpt 6
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Previously
They turned to go. Bette’s hand wrapped in Helena’s. Bette leading the way.
Johnathan and Alice looked at one another, their mouths agape.
Regaining her composure after a few moments, Alice exclaimed, “Wipe it off, J.T.!”
“Wipe what off?”
“That Royal Flush look on your face! Ain’t ya ever seen two hot babes fallin’ for each other before? Sheez!”
“Bite my queenly ass, wild one!”
“How’s about I just deck ya, dipshit?” Alice retorted, punching Johnathan in the arm once again.
“Oww!”
“Wuss!”
Chapter 6
They walked quietly down the hallway towards Bette’s office. All that could be heard were Bette and Helena’s heels clicking on the tile flooring.
But inside herself, Bette heard her heart beating in her chest and felt the flutter of unexplainable emotion palpating through the all of her body.
Helena occasionally squeezed Bette’s hand and caressed it with her thumb as she reveled in the exhilaration whirling through her being.
For no other reason than to break the silence, Bette looked at her wineglass and asked Helena, “How did you get the sommelier to serve us full glasses of wine. He’s only supposed to serve one to two ounces at a time?”
Helena turned her face to Bette and smiled.
“I’m special,” she replied, squeezing Bette’s hand.
“Yes, well,” Bette stammered as they reached the door to her office. “Here we are.”
Bette slid the door open to the dark room. She turned to Helena.
“Will you hold my glass while I get the light?”
With the incandescence emitted from the hallway, Helena espied Bette’s desk. She quietly took Bette’s drink and walked to the table, sitting both glasses on the mahogany surface.
When she turned, Bette was watching her, mesmerized. Helena walked back to Bette standing at the side of the door and began pulling it shut.
“Please keep the light off,” she whispered, nuzzling her face into Bette’s neck and gently bracing her back to the wall.
A few rays from the streetlamps outside dimly determined their way in through the cracks of the louvered blinds covering the window.
Bette moaned and whimpered at her touch, as Helena nibbled Bette’s flesh softly.
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awwww, that was super sweet even though it was also really hot and wheeew. gotta love those first kisses. and i gotta love that there’s this wonderfull story alongside lots of ongoing belena writings–so great:) and wonderfully written as always. pps:)
Hey z, didnt know that you were an expert in windes and I know nothing about it, never had it would ya believe that, and could be cause I dont drink either,,LOL…anyway, that was hot between H&B but dang you left us just like that w/them,,,and Oh I sooooo love Helena she is a good hearted woman!!! WAit til Bette finds out.
So why does Bette hate Helena so. Awaiting the next chapter.
Are you sure you’re not a sommelieuse? Whatever. I remember when I first got to NY I used to see some real wine afficiandos. You could spot them from a distance because one side of their face would be real pale and the other side burnt bright red by the sun while they were passed out on the sidewalk. Ah, the Bowery! I’m guessing they were indulging in something more along the lines of Mogan David rather than a refined meritage. But hey, they liked their wine! Again, zheese, I ask you what did Helena do to inspire Bette’s hatred? I mean angels don’t usually do shitty things, do they?
Berrrrrry interesting! PPS
lover-ly, just lover-ly…can’t wait to see what happens next, well, i guess i will have to wait, but you know what i mean..PPS
wow this chapter was good. I wonder how Bette’s going to react when she finds out about the 100.000 dollar. PPS thx
I looooooooooooooove this, and Im with akira, longer next time..pleeeease!!! It is so sweet and sooo hot and I can soo see this. It’s killing!!Of course, I am not sure what we should do with funnyone’s frequent little journeys into elsewhere, in another fic she ended up talking about egyptian mummies and what have you..I guess we are lucky we only got bowery bums this time!!! LOL! Write more soooooooon…a loyal (and focused!) fan
great update zheese! So you are a sommelier? Must be fun! :-) Now why does Bette hate Hel?
Aww….see Helena’s got a sweet side (to all you tibetters)! Love first kisses…pps
So if I had to compare this story to a fine wine, I think I would have to compare it to… A Pétrus ! Do I need to say more ? Great chapter, Zheese. Loved it.
funnyone, the name in french would be “sommelière”, but never mind… well, at least we can guess how Helene convinced the sommelier to fill the glasses, if she made such a huge contribution… but I’m more and more wondering WHAT could such and “angel” have done to piss Bette so much (and piss seems to be a bit light, since Bette “hates” her)… and she doesn’t seem to know Tina (this time), so it should have nothing to do with B/T parting :-) — so would you, please, post soon, cause we really wonder… and will Bette tell Helena BEFORE or AFTER they fuck ? ;-))
as for wines… I would not compare this story to a Petrus, since I never had the pleasure to taste one ;-), and “great wines” tend to be a little too strong for me, I can’t drink more than a single glass ;-)) and as we, french, tend to be *just a little* partial with our wines, I would probably compare it more to a nice “St Nicolas de Bourgueil” (which is my region) : nice, light, very tasty and agreable to drink, but not too strong, with a beautiful ruby robe, and splendid legs, definitely NOT a wine you need to keep 20 or 30 years before drinking, but really easy to accommodate, a wine I hardly can resist to exceed my 3 glasses personal limit :-))
z, I really enjoyed this chapter. It was short and sweet, but next time you should make it a little longer, and I hope that Bette and Helena have a longer encounter next time. PPS.