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    A Thin Line – Chpt 9

    “I know how to do lots of things, Bette,” she smiled, flirtatiously.

    Fuck! That was the truth! I was still reeling from the pleasure I’d experienced from her exhibition of how she could do ‘things’ on a dark, but moonlit, beach.

    “Hold on. I’ll wrap my clothes in a towel,” I said.

    I rolled my wet clothes in a ball inside my towel and followed her. I couldn’t believe Helena Peabody was about to do my laundry.

    “Here we are,” Helena said. She sat her soggy clothing on top of the washer. Holding out her arms, she insisted, “Let me take these for you.”

    “Sure,” I said handing them to her. She set my bundle down with hers in a mass on the machine.

    Helena caressed my cheek with her palm and fingers, “This will just take me a minute. Why don‘t you go open the other bottle of wine, a Châteauneuf-du-Pape, wasn‘t it?”

    “Oui. You say that very well,” I complimented her.

    “Well, I should,” she laughed, “I studied in France for quite some time. And Châteauneuf-du-Pape is a favorite of mine.”

    “Ah,” I acknowledged, “ So you’re familiar with the region and its blend.”

    “I am. Predominately, Grenache, Mourvèdre, and Syrah, with a few other varietals to enhance the complexity.” Helena was pleased to astound me with her knowledge.

    “I’m impressed, Helena. But knowing fine cuisine, as you do, of course, you know wine as well.”

    “That’s the theory,” she said, smiling

    “And I take it you have red wine glasses?” I asked.

    “Yes, in the same cabinet with the etched white wine glasses. Bottom shelf,” Helena informed me.

    “I’ll have the wine poured and waiting for you,” I grinned, while turning to head towards the kitchen.

    When Helena entered the room, I was standing with my back to her swirling my glass of wine and holding it up to eye level. She came to stand by my right side and wrapped her left arm around my waist.

    “What are you doing? Admiring its legs?” Helena asked.

    “Yes,” I said turning to her. “Want to see?”

    I swirled the glass again and held it up to the light. The red wine ran down the sides of the glass in thin, close streamlets.

    Comments

    1. Zheese, I can’t find the right words to tell you how perfect this was! It has to be the most brilliant chapter I’ve read here, I loved the dialogue, the flirting, the foreplay… from the very first word to the last one, this chapter was sheer perfection. I loved it and … gosh, that was superb. Thank you for writing and posting this, can’t wait to read your next chapter.

    2. wow! that was truly amazing, you’re writing is just incredible; the descriptions, the dialogue, the way you express each character, all of it is just fantastic. eagerly awaiting you’re next chapter. thank you.

    3. Great job with the story. Their motives are a bit more clear with your thoughtful explanation, and crisp dialogue. I look forward to many more chapters of this story.

    4. Zheese, you’re doing a great job with the Bette and Helena story line. This was one hot date and some time to get to know each other as well. Keep the date rolling!

    5. Another perfect chapter! Starting off sweet, rounding about with a bit of heartwrenching confession from Helena(nice working the Provocations thing in, that was utter genius) and of course the sexy, beautiful display at the end. This was a wonderful chapter. I was sad when I reached the end. Really, can’t wait for more of this!!! Hope you are well, also. :) Wow, I am just so in awe of this chapter. Que Bonita! Ah, well, with that in mind, I will wait patiently for the next.

    6. OMG, fantastic. I would love nothing more than to see B&T back together,but Tina is digging such a deep ditch I’m not sure if thats possible. The idea of Helena and Bette is one I have decided would not be a bad match up, and this story proves it. Damn, keep it comin.

    7. I hope Bette’s feeling less confused by now. Even if she isn’t, I’m glad it’s not proving to be such a hindrance. Perhaps some of that exotic nakedness helped clear things up. Seriously, zheese, you did expose some serious motivation (rather more than IC) along with some serious flesh. As was pointed out, the night is still young, and looking forward to the next installment.

    8. Zheese…You definitely have a talent in writing NC-17s. They are very difficult to do w/o appearing trite or crude. Your imagination and phrasing are as delicious and erotic as this lovely couple. You write in a confident manner creating this wonderful tension between B & H.

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