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    In Vino Veritas – Chpt 17

    Story written on November 6, 2007 by zheese.
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    “You look beautiful. Just like I knew you would,” Helena said softly, leaning in to kiss her tenderly.

    Previously

    “It should be in a box on the bed,” Helena said, turning the knob and pushing the door open for Bette.

    Looking puzzled, Bette asked, “What should be in a box on the bed?”

    “The answer to your previous question about how you should dress,” Helena replied nonchalantly, as she began walking towards her room.

    Bette stood watching Helena’s backside as she sauntered down the hallway.

    “Quit looking at my ass, Bette,” Helena said, smiling to herself and not bothering to turn around. “Time’s a wastin’.”

    Chapter 17

    Smiling, Bette slipped into her room, searching for the light switch on the wall next to the door.

    With the room successfully illuminated, Bette looked towards the bed and, indeed, there lay the package which Helena had promised.  She locked the door and walked slowly towards the simple white box with the bright red bow. Picking it up, she sat down on the edge of the bed and placed the box in her lap. Her fingers gently scraped the cardboard as she slid the attached card from under the ribbon.

    Darling ~

    Should you agree, here is the gown I long to see you wear this evening. But my even greater desire is to unfasten the laces that will allow disrobement, revealing your beauty to me.

    ~Helena

    Bette placed the card on the bed next to her, eased the ribbon from around the box and lifted the top. She peeled back the tissue paper, her fingers unavoidably caressing the silky, lace bodice of long, black lingerie. After carefully removing the gown, she held it up in front of her and smiled.

    Suddenly, the phone on the nightstand rang.

    Reaching across the bed, she answered.

    “Hello.”

    “Will you wear it?” Helena asked softly.

    Bette grinned. “Yes,” she whispered.

    “Good. I can’t wait to see you,” Helena replied, quietly excited.

    Quickly, Helena disconnected.

    Bette placed the phone back in the cradle, stood, and floated dreamily off to the bath, her new gown draped lightly over her arm.

    ************

    Having emerged from her shower, Bette slipped into the gown, laced up the front, applied a soupçon of make-up, and pinned up her hair.

    When she re-entered her sitting and sleeping area, the lights were off, the fireplace had been lit and Helena sat seductively on the bed, smiling, with her legs crossed, and wearing a white, silk robe.

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    2. I remember seeing the secret passageway in “The House of the Seven Gables”, Nathaniel Hawthorne’s place in Salem, Ma. when I was 7, which was just the perfect age for that sort of thing. A bit cheeky of Helena to use it while Bette was showering, no? But, zheese! Another non-NC-17! “Please, whisk away,” funnyone said, standing and taking her hand. I need to know what Helena is wearing under her dressing gown. Intimate apparel? Cuffs? A harness? Edible underpants?

    3. Jeez funny you are obsessed with those aren’t you!! I however can’t catch a bloody break here, not ONLY not an NC17 AGAIN, but I was so hoping the gift would be white, or blue…she is incredibly sexy and HOT in those colors. I am going to go drown my sorrows.

    5. Hi Zheese, Great to have another most excellent addition to your romantic and magical tale. The reality of a secret lair is wondrous and exciting. Hell, the thought of Bette and Helena intranced in this dance is so arousing and playful. The chase is so sweet when partaken between two equals. They each are beginning to fall completely for the other and see a future together. This build-up to their first shared night on a physical, spiritual and emotional level is unfloding brilliantly. There is tension, anticipation and emotional entanglement. I love it all. Again, Zheese, you are crafting a story of great beauty. Thank you so much for allowing be the pleasure and priviledge of reading it here. Your Loyal Fan.

    7. Z I must say that you are realling outdoing yourself in this story of Bette and Helena. You always have the right words for them to say, they are so passionate about their own work and when it comes to loving a woman its the same. Thanks for sharing with us your fans!!

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