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    A Thin Line – Chpt 32

    I laughed out loud.

    “What’s so funny?” Helena inquired, as she neared me.

    “Me,” I answered, continuing to laugh.

    Helena tossed the white-ended stick, discarding it into the trashcan next to her dresser.

    She enfolded me in her arms and looked into my eyes, smiling.

    “Tell me, what’s so funny about you,” she said playfully, rubbing her nose against mine, caressing her cheek with mine. “I missed you, by the way, while you were gone.”

    Our lips moved quickly to embrace each other.

    “Mmm,” I moaned. “I wanna fuck, Helena,” I whispered into her mouth, devouring her hungrily.

    My hands slipped inside the opening of her gown and slid her robe over her shoulders. It dropped to the ground. I massaged her breasts and reached down with my mouth to suck her hardened nipples.

    “Bette, I just showered, Darling,” Helena protested. But her fingers incongruously undid the top button of my pants.

    I breathed in deep. “Mmm. And you smell so good,” I acknowledged, continuing to adore her breasts with my mouth. I reached down to unzip my slacks and slide them over my hips.

    Helping me to remove my pants, Helena whispered, “You haven’t told me what was so funny.”

    As my jeans dropped to the floor around my ankles, I kicked them aside and clasped Helena’s hand, shoving it between my spread legs. Helena easily entered me.

    “Oh, God!” I cried out with pleasure.

    “You like this?” she replied, exploring inside me.

    “Oh, fuck, yes,” I whispered. My head hung back, my eyes were closed. “I love you inside me.”

    Helena removed her fingers. I raised my head to look in her eyes and she smiled at me, still rubbing between my folds.

    “What? Was? So? Funny?” she asked, teasing me.

    “Oh, God,” I whispered, “I thought I was going to come into the bedroom just now and find you prepared to reenact my dream from last night.”

    Helena stroked purposefully between my legs.

    Speaking softly, she confessed, “Actually, I had considered it.”

    Helena entered me again with two fingers and pumped.

    “Oh, fuck!” I cried out with pleasure.

    And then the damn fucking security monitor buzzed, announcing an arrival.

    “Goddammit!” I shrieked. “Can we not have any time alone together without interruption?”

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    1. Since there had to be an interruption I’m glad it was Peggy. That lady is just too funny. It’s almost as if she is an active memeber of Bette and Helena’s realtionship…lol. Post soon b/c I’m dying to read what Bette gets Helena for their anniversay and call it a hunch but did Helena maybe already buy that painting that Bette was eyeing???? You know what they say about great minds……

    2. Yeah I think Helena bought the painting for Bette. Ms P has no boundaries at all. Bette’s a great match for her madness. I’t only been a week….Wow seems like forever

    3. Peggy is a riot!! I love that woman!! OK, I’m guessing that Helena already purchased the painting. I can’t wait to see what Bette has up her sleeve for Helena. Cant wait til you post again; this story is fabulous and I hope it never ends!!

    4. LOL…That Peggy is something else. No tongue biting for her. It seems like Helena & Bette have been together longer than a week…10 to 1 I bet Helena is gonna surprise Bette with that painting. Please post soon

    5. Good old Peggy is a steam roller. So if it was Helena that bought the painting, I hope Bette pulls it together quick–maybe something romantic for Helena. I love this story!!!!

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