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Do you remember when… Chapter 12
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Tina’s chest would pound in the moments following the end of Bette’s run, she hadn’t even put one foot in front of the other and yet seeing Bette stretching her tired muscles would sap the energy straight from her, her mouth would go dry, her heart beat increased and her hands would become clammy, and being able to breath in a rational normal manner was the furthest thing from her mind as her eyes travelled over the tautness of Bette’s stomach muscles, the decadence of seeing the glowing skin between the waistband and the cropped vest, her eyes lingered as she watched the pulsating muscles returning to a normalcy following the strenuous exercise, her sight was brought higher as the cropped vest encasing the heaving chest made its presence felt, her eyes fixated to the obvious arousal beneath, but her sight was drawn further up, to the elongated neck, droplets of sweat slowly meandering down, curving over the blue pulsating veins toward the satin valley below…
"How did I do…?" Bette asked as her breathing began to return to normal.
Tina’s eyes continued their visual ravaging as her eyes took in the long neck, the sleekness making her licks her lips in silent anticipation.
"T…?" Bette smiled as she watched her girlfriends far away look.
"Mmmm…"
"How did I do?"
"Amazing…" Tina whispered.
Bette stepped forward, her fingertips slowly bringing Tina’s chin higher, in order their eyes to meet, she smiled as she saw the flickering of excitement flash across Tina’s eyes.
"How was my time today babe…?" Bette said in a quiet voice, close to Tina’s lips.
"Oh…" Tina looked down at the stop watch in her hand, the digital numbers flickering across the small screen, the numbers increasing as her mind told her she should have pressed the ‘stop’ button as soon as she saw Bette turn the corner, she looked back to Bette, a crease appearing across her forehead, "I… uh…"
"You what…?"
"Forgot to press stop…"
"T…, I was hoping to beat my time today." Bette said quietly, mildly disappointed that she didn’t know if she had beaten her time, but always elated to see the look in Tina’s eyes as she rounded the corner.
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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!!!