“Wait.” “Hold on” They yelled simultaneously.

“Fuck! I forgot. I ordered us some breakfast” Bette explained as she jumped off the table to get her robe.

Exasperated by the interruption, Helena responded. “The only thing I’m hungry for just jumped away and is running across the room.” She sat up on the table and reached for her robe.

A young man, in his early twenties wheeled the cart in and showed a selection of fresh fruit, imported cheeses, crackers and smoked salmon. As he described the selection, he barely kept his eyes off the two beautiful women who were disheveled from the near miss of him walking in on them.

“Is there anything else I can help you with” he asked handing Bette the bill to sign.

“No I think we are fine. We can take it from here”

“Well if there is anything you might need, don’t hesitate to ask or you can call and ask for Robert”.

“Thank you Robert” replied Bette as she opened the door for him.

“I do mean anything”

“Robert I hate to disappoint you but there is nothing you could offer that we would want to part take of”, Helena smiled politely.

“In other words Robert, we don’t do dick” Bette added impatiently

Robert had a shocked and dismayed look on his face as he watched Helena sitting at the cart sucking on a strawberry, her robe just slightly apart showing the outline of her breasts. The next image he had was one of the door in his face after Bette closed it on him also mesmerized by the same image.

Walking towards Helena, Bette asked “Why are you such a tease? Now that boy is going to have to find a private place to jack off from the hard-on you no doubt gave him.” As she bent over to bite part of the berry Helena was seducing her with. “And you will have to do some thing to relieve the one you are giving me.” Their lips met and moved quickly into a deep and hungry kiss.

Helena’s hand moved into Bette’s robe searching. As she found the wetness between Bette’s legs, she whispered. “I don’t know what’s juicier you or this fruit.” As she moved her hand away she teased Bette with a bite on her lip, “I know. No hands”