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Helena was on her way out the door to work when she remembered that Bette had asked her to drop off some dry-cleaning. She went to knock on Bette’s door and was surprised to hear faint noises coming from the bedroom. Helena slowly opened the door and saw Bette lying on her back with eyes closed, legs spread wide apart and back arched. With one hand massaging her breast and the other keeping a steady rhythm between her legs, Bette’s hips were raised off the bed and low and ***** moans escaped her. She was wearing nothing but a tank top which had become twisted in her effort to bring herself pleasure.
‘*****’. Helena thought as she returned the door back to its previous semi-closed position. She tip-toed back to the front door and left for work. “You know, I should have just walked in there and helped her out.” she thought. “It certainly would have been my pleasure to please Bette God, she’s beautiful.” she mumbled to herself.
A stunned Helena weaved in and out of traffic willing her thoughts to become focused on something else.
When Bette woke up, she suddenly remembered today was trash day. There were just some things Helena wasn’t going to do, no matter how much she had changed. Bette wheeled the big green container down to the curb as a lit cigarette dangled from her lips. She looked up at the gray sky and thought to herself “No pity party today Porter”. Just as she looked back down, Tina’s trio came bustling down the street with a steady, fast-paced jog. “Great, here comes the nicotine police” Bette thought.
“Morning Bette” they sang in unison as they trotted by.
“Hey.” replied Bette as she waited for Tina to give her grief about the cigarette flipping up & down in her mouth. Surprisingly, they all kept running along their merry way. Bette watched them disappear and stood in the driveway until the rhythmic beat of their shoes could no longer be heard.
Bette arrived at work at 9:45am and was surprised that she had 15 minutes to spare before meeting her first client. “Damn, maybe Helena‘s promptness is wearing off on me” she wondered. The gym encouraged trainers to arrive 30 minutes before appointments to review client charts and goals. Bette had never attempted to meet that expectation. She was doing good if she was walking in at the time the session was scheduled to start.
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Aw man, you’ve got me hooked! Me likes! Post soon! :D
Yes this is really good Story I Love it I Love go to the Gym all the time it’s really give me more energy so Please continue post soon.
tina’s got so much game!!!!!!!!!!! but she has yet to expreience the bette poter phenomanon!!!!!!
where do i sign up for tina’s class… i can hardly breathe now… dam girl….reading on
I’m really loving this story. It’s very well written. I like the idea of Helena being nice…at least to Bette that is. She’s nice in mine, one of them at least:) Keep up the most excellent work!
Wow!! I love this Story. And Tina, man is she smoookin’.Calm, cofident, and on the prowl, yes please =) Great Story
im really liking this story. im a gym rat to the extreme. once a day or twice. its doesnt really matter. i love yoga also. bette so better be on her toes with tina. hellna nice. i still have a hard time with it. always feel theres an anvil somewhere. please post soon.
Tittilating to be sure, I really dig how you’ve spun these characters. Tina and Bette are already so well defined and the chemistry you’ve built between them is original and well, so sexy. I really can’t wait for the next…
Hells yeah Tina got some mad game. Its a good flip from thinking Bette is the pimp-mama to Tina being a straight up playa. Oh and being a smoker and a workout freak the line “Great, here comes the nicotine police” spoke volumes to me! I really enjoy your writing style. Superlative job. *golf clap*
great story just read all the chapters and i am hooked. love the nice Hel. B&T together awesome what players.
Great story, very original, keep going love the change in roles that everyone seems to have…more pls
Good chapter, like it!