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Do you remember when… Chapter 12
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Do you remember when… Chapter 12
Bette and Tina walked hand in hand toward the Planet on Saturday morning, their week so far having been full of love and laughter, so much laughter as Bette had begun her new exercise regime.
The exercise regime that Tina had positively encouraged, making sure that after Bette’s run, she would meet her at the door, having timed her at the beginning of the week and each time Bette ran she wanted to run faster, her determined nature to get back into her Levis giving her the motivation she needed to knock nearly two minutes off her first initial run time by the end of the first week.
Tina would stand on the porch with the stopwatch Bette had specifically bought for the task in hand, a towel over her shoulder and glass of iced water ready for when Bette turned the corner and began to ascend the steps to their home.
Their eyes would meet, the endorphins pulsating throughout Bette’s body as the adrenaline rushed through from her run, giving her the high she always got from the intense run, the same endorphins that would travel throughout Tina’s body just from looking at the sleek sweating panther that her partner, Bette Porter symbolised in her all black exercise outfit, the black lycra shorts with the matching cropped racer back vest, the long lean arms glistening with a film of perspiration, the powerful smooth and sleek legs contrasting against the black shorts and the short white socks peeping above her Nike Shoxs.
Tina took a deep breath, swallowing the invisible lump that always appeared when she saw the perspiring figure walking toward her, the determined look in the eyes that were intently meeting her gaze, she always allowed her vision to take in the whole scene, her eyes starting at the trainers, slowly working their way up the smoothness of Bette’s legs, the cute knees that she always loved, the firm tense upper legs, the tight thighs that could grip her firmly, pulling her closer as Bette sat atop the kitchen counter, her eyes roamed the lycra surrounding her bottom as she bent, stretching the tired muscles, the intake of breath always making Bette inwardly smile as she knew that bending over in front of Tina would always gain the same response.
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I think that what makes your NC-17 so extra hot is that not only are what they doing erotic, but their love for each other just pours out thru your words…There is nothing hotter than a coupling by two people that share such an emotional bond. It gives it just that extra umph!! Thanks!
Very very Hot…..excellent chapter as always….but then, would never expect it to be anything else!..especially coming from one of the best!…Thanks..
Nice work Jobage!
What can be added to what has already been said? You are the master of erotic stories but they are not prurient. You have the rare ability to actually make their story interesting and engaging and at the same time, sensual and palpable lust.
OMG…..What was i thinking…let me rephrase my last comment…i said ONE of the best….I meant THE BEST!…lol…that better?…
You’ve even got me writing about Bette in her Levi’s! What is going on? Great chapter, as always.
Wow, Bette kind of Hulks up when Tina gets hit on. All green with jealousy, extra strong, what fun!
That definitely was sensory overload but I sure enjoyed it. Thank you for Tina’s black bra and Bette’s levis. I am with Alice and Dana in wanting to become a voyeur. Those two can run the entire city of Los Angeles with the electricity that they put off together. Thank you for writing these chapters that illustrate how two people can love each other with so much emotion between them.
Definitely worth the wait, Jo! I agree that this was “beyond hot”! Awesome to see the intense love and passion between them and the love among these wonderful friends as well! Please don’t make us wait too long for the next remembrance!
Those damn Levi’s somehow made their way to the U.S. I wonder if you could pitch one of your stories as an ad for those jeans? Anyway this was freakin’ HOT! That Nadia chick sounds familiar. Where have I heard her name before? I may have seen it in another story a long time ago.
hmmmmmmmmmmmm beautiful as always…….
Wow…this was awesome…just awesome. I love this story!
THUD. Being taken by Bette Porter in an alley. Every gal’s dream, isn’t it? ;) Great as always!
That was amazing and love it!!!!!!!!!!!
First….sweetie have to comment tomorrow xx
Do I need to tell you that was hot? I think not. Wow, LA alleys must be very different from the ones I knew, and smelled, and avoided in NYC. Not that they didn’t harbor sexual activity, but it usually invovled an exchange of money. Could it be that Tina has deliberatley shrunk Bette’s famous 501s in the wash in order to keep the game going?
Totally hot from beginning to end.
I deliberately misspelled deliberatley.
Well that certainly was beyond hot. Great chapter.
Absolutely hot, it made my mouth water! Please continue!
Jo — you totally did the idea justice as i knew that you would – you are just brilliant and we must thank our employers for all the time at work we waste sending each other text messages – especially when both our desks are groaning with paperwork. brilliant jo – you are a brilliant writer and one hell of a friend xx
wow…the temperature in LA just went to 450 F. i’m melting
You’re very welcome, I’ll see you through anytime – it was a interesting and very funny process LOL. I guess there isn’t much there hasn’t already been said about this amazing and brilliant chapter, so I’ll just say a big THANK YOU!! I know how much time and effort you put into your writing – I’m truly in awe by you. This chapter was actually better the second time, I keep discovering new things when reading, I love that :o)) xx
You write such amazing love, the power of it is overwhelming…but sad, sad that we can’t in real life attain such hights…not really I don’t think, outside of the honeymoon stage. To see you write the story of their love thru the 7 full years is exactly what women yearn for. So why is it so unattainable? Why does it have to be so hard? As humans are we destined to struggle? Why is it almost impossible to live the story, live the love, that you write…Your stories make me glad that you write and also sad…But pls don’t stop, don’t ever stop Thanks!
hottttttttttttttttttt longer
Phew….*THUD*
Awesome!! Thanks Jo!
wow and more wow!!!