Ronnie got out of her rideshare and thanked the driver. She had already given him the tip from the back seat after he had helped her with her luggage. She grabbed all of her bags and walked up the steps to the duplex. She got a good sight of the fancy car in the driveway. “My girl has got it all,” Ronnie sighed with pure admiration.
She got to the top of the steps and rang the bell. Several excited footsteps were heard from beyond the wooden door. The door burst open, and there she stood in all her gorgeous glory. Jolene had on a sleeveless top and bicycle shorts. Her eyes got huge and she squealed with delight as she grabbed Ronnie and pulled her in. Ronnie groaned as she felt like she was being crushed to death.
Jolene pulled away, still holding Ronnie by the shoulders and doing excited hops. “I’m so glad you came out here!”
Ronnie smiled wide. “Oh, babe! I wouldn’t be anywhere else!” She leaned in and gave Jolene a huge kiss.
Jolene pulled back and lowered her eyes. “Darling! The neighbours might see.”
“Okay!” exclaimed Ronnie. She grabbed Jolene by the front of her shirt and dragged her inside, carelessly leaving her luggage on the step. Ronnie shut the door, then wrapped her arms around Jolene and gave her the deepest kiss she ever had. She put her leg up and clutched onto the back of Jolene’s thighs as they forced their tongues into each others’ mouths.
Ronnie pulled away and stared into Jolene’s eyes. “Wanna help me get my luggage in, sexy?”
Jolene gave a salute. “Your hostess is ready to serve!”
They both got the bags in and placed them in Jolene’s room. Ronnie rubbed Jolene’s arms as they began to kiss again. Jolene tried to let out yelps into Ronnie’s mouth. She pulled back. “Honey! Wait. I have a lasagna in the oven.”
Ronnie gave her a small peck on the lips again. “You go get dinner, babe.”
Jolene took Ronnie by the hand and got her to sit down at the table. Ronnie loved being waited on by such a beautiful woman, but there was also something so comforting about the way Jolene behaved. Jolene set out the lasagna in the pan and dished up for the both of them.
Ronnie poked at it, curious about the contents. “Okay, so, I’m used to meat and cheese and noodles in my lasagna.”
Jolene tutted and waved her hand. “Sweetie, nothing crazy in there. A lot more spinach than what you might be used to, and I used Swiss cheese since it’s so low in lactose. The meat is ground rabbit.”
“Rabbit in a lasagna!” exclaimed Ronnie.
“It’s high in protein, dear,” Jolene assured her.
Ronnie slowly allowed herself a bite, and was surprised just how good it tasted. “I think being in the southwest makes you eat anything!”
The two of them shared many laughs as they ate. Ronnie was anxious to finish up, and cleaned her plate in ten minutes. She tried to clean up the dishes, but Jolene protested. “We’ll have time for that, dear!” she told Ronnie. Jolene finished up, then they made their way back to the bedroom. Ronnie sat down on the bed and pushed the hair out of her eyes.
Jolene put a few things away before she sat down as well. She leaned in and tried to kiss Ronnie, but she hesitated.
“What’s wrong, honey?” asked Jolene.
Ronnie sighed. “I know you went to Austin, and you saw what’s-his-face.”
Jolene’s eyes snapped wide open. “Oh! Brent. Yes, you met him, right?”
“Yeah, that’s just the thing,” Ronnie said, twisting her lips. She put her eyes in her hands. “I feel so stupid asking this. Did you ever sleep with Brent?”
Jolene’s mouth felt open. “Oh, no!” She got down on her knees and held onto Ronnie’s hands. Jolene wanted to look Ronnie straight in the eye, but Ronnie was avoiding eye contact. “Darling, I swear to you I would never do anything to betray your trust.”
Ronnie pushed her lips together, instantly feeling stupid. “It’s just…I remember seeing you two in Atlanta together. I got so mad and scared because you two look like you’d be the perfect couple. Fuck!” She pounded her fist into her own knee. “I knew I should have kept my mouth shut.”
“No, this is what’s best,” assured Jolene. “If you have something ever bothering you, you can always talk to me.”
Ronnie fiddled with her fingertips, still avoiding eye contact. “I just get scared that one day I’ll be the one getting dumped. Let’s face it…” Ronnie did a gulp. “You’re like this fabulous career woman, and you have an amazing body, and I bet you could have anyone you wanted without even trying.”
Jolene placed her hand under Ronnie’s chin and got her to get some eye contact. “Maybe I’m fortunate that I can get whoever I want. That’s why I chose you.”
Ronnie felt a burning in her eyes. Jolene got up off her knees and kissed Ronnie on the forehead.
Ronnie started to relax and gave a weak smile. “I’m stupid, right?”
Jolene giggled. “Well, Brent is an amazing man, no question. He and I met when I lived in Texas. He still owned that single gym at the time. Now he has twelve locations.”
“Wow!” exclaimed Ronnie. “Guy must be rich.”
“They have a beautiful home out in Austin, him and Honey,” agreed Jolene. “I knew him before he even met her. I didn’t always look like this, you know.” She held her muscular arms up. “He really encouraged me personally. There was one time I tried to…you know. I felt horrible because I was still married at the time.”
“Is that why your husband left?” asked Ronnie.
“Oh no,” said Jolene. “He never knew. Brent told me that I had to stay strong for my marriage, even if things were pretty bad. He even came to visit me when I had my skull fractured. I did grow to love him, but it was so much more than simply wanting to be with him physically.”
Ronnie nodded. “I think I understand that.”
Jolene placed her hand on Ronnie’s knee. “I don’t fault you for being suspicious, though. It is a long time that we were apart, and I do spend a lot of time with a man to whom I was once very attracted.”
Ronnie smiled at the corner of her mouth. “I was kind of worried that the three of you…”
Jolene’s mouth was wide open as she started to turn red. “Oh my!”
“Hey, she is pretty hot!” Ronnie insisted.
“Well, I can assure you that Honey is not interested in women at all,” Jolene said. “She really loves Brent. I know a lot of people see the fitness types and think we’re all vacuous and only into each other for the physical aspects.” Jolene tilted her head. “I hope you don’t see me that way.”
Ronnie shook her head. “No way! I mean, look how sweet you are about all of this! I guarantee if I had someone else that I had to talk to about this, it would have ended in a bad fight. You’re so patient and understanding!”
Jolene smiled and wiped at her eye. “Thank you, dear. I think that the long-distance aspect of our relationship has left us both a little tense. I loved talking to you online, but it’s not the same.”
Ronnie twisted up her lips. “Yeah. Sorry that you weren’t into the cybering thing.”
Jolene laughed. “I’m a bit wary of anything ending up online.”
They sat and interlocked their fingers in each others’ hands. “I know that my past is probably nothing to be looked upon with pride,” said Jolene. “I have had some pretty tawdry affairs after my husband left.”
“Oh, Jo!” Ronnie objected. “So you got a little crazy once you got all super-hot. It wasn’t like I had big boobs for a long time, either.” She sighed. “I am sorry, though. I just thought that maybe I wasn’t worth your time, like maybe you moved on already.”
Jolene gave Ronnie a quick peck on the cheek. “I will never do that. From now on, all of my fitness, all my shows, and all my love is going to be directed at you.”
Ronnie stared at her lover before finally reaching over and pulling Jolene in for a kiss. The two of them were a tangle of arms and legs as they panted and struggled with their clothes. Ronnie succeeded in pulling off her shirt and unclasping her bra, then leaned over Jolene. Jolene was nearly smothered with the soft mounds as she clutched onto Ronnie’s fine ass.
“Oh God,” Ronnie moaned as she ground her hips. “I love you so much, Jo!” Ronnie shifted and found Jolene’s mouth as they kissed deeply. She ran her hands all over Jolene’s smooth body, loving the feel of her shoulders as they flexed and stiffened.
“My sweet girl,” Jolene whispered. “I’ll love you always. You’re all I ever think about.”
Ronnie started to moan louder hearing Jolene’s words. She stood up off the bed and undid her pants, sliding them and her underwear off in one go. Jolene had her shorts off by this point, ripping off the shirt and lying back on the bed.
Ronnie looked down at her beautiful girlfriend. Jolene was flexing her abdominal muscles by sitting up slightly, and Ronnie was mesmerized by all the ridges and lines. She started to rub herself while still standing.
“Let me do that,” said Jolene.
Ronnie collapsed down on the bed and continued to kiss Jolene, as Jolene reached down and stroked the lavender crevice. Ronnie played with her own tits as she threw her head back and enjoyed the rubbing sensation. Jolene still managed to have a gentle touch, even with her strength.
Ronnie looked at Jolene, still sweating and panting. “Are you growing your hair out, babe?”
Jolene continued frigging Ronnie’s twat as she smiled. “I though I might. Would you like that?”
Ronnie smiled back, gasping for air. “I think it would look so good! I…OH FUCK!” Jolts of pleasure hit Ronnie as Jolene managed to find the clit. Once she realized what she had done, Jolene used her ring finger, careful not to poke poor Ronnie with her long nails. Jolene wanted to go downtown on Ronnie, but she was worried she would lose the pink pearl if she moved too much.
Ronnie stretched out her arms and legs as she tightened up all of her muscles. Her lips were pulled back in a sneer as her eyes went crossed. Ronnie finally let go, and her body went into full spasm. Jolene pulled her hand away, having to hold onto Ronnie while she shook.
“Darling,” whispered Jolene into Ronnie’s ear. “Darling, please be calm. Remember to breathe.” Jolene then pulled her hand away, holding it up to examine it. Her mouth went wide as she saw how much glistening juice was over it. She then did a quick look at Ronnie, who looked almost terrified.
Ronnie looked at Jolene’s face, then up at her hand. “Was that me?” she panted.
Jolene nodded. “Where did that come from?”
Ronnie put her hand to the side of her face. “I haven’t flicked the bean for nearly two weeks,” she confessed. “I wanted to be in top form for when I came out here.”
Jolene casually wiped her hand on the bedspread, then climbed on top of Ronnie in missionary position. Jolene started to thrust her hips back and forth. Ronnie put her hands on Jolene’s firm ass, loving the way it felt.
“Fuck me, baby,” Ronnie begged. “Oh God! Your fucking muscles are so big!”
Jolene had her face about an inch from Ronnie’s as they kept eye contact. “What else do you like about me?”
Ronnie grunted as she got her legs farther spread. “You’re sophisticated! You look like you’re twenty-eight! Unnnh!”
Jolene picked up speed as she kissed Ronnie’s neck. “More.”
Ronnie felt as if she would explode. “You always know what to say and you’re gorgeous and you FUCK LIKE AN ANIMAL!”
Jolene became beastly as she grunted and flexed as shard as possible, ramming her hips into Ronnie’s. Ronnie moaned and shook her head back and forth while Jolene humped her for all she was worth. The two of them began smacking their pelvises into each other.
“I love you! I love fucking you!” Jolene felt her own orgasm as the banging sensation became too much for her. She loved watching Ronnie’s glistening breasts bouncing as she continued her hump session. Jolene quickly got to her knees, spreading out her legs and rubbing her own clam until the sensation washed over her. Jolene collapsed on top of Ronnie, who wrapped both her arms and legs around Jolene.
The two of them laid there, unable to move or even speak. It had been far too long for either of them. Ronnie had it in her mind that there was no way that the long-distance relationship would last much longer.
They fell asleep.
The next morning, Ronnie got up early and washed the dishes from last night, then made Jolene a bowl of oatmeal with fresh berries. She had borrowed one of Jolene’s long nightshirts, since she did not want to wake her girlfriend by opening her suitcases.
Jolene strolled in ten minutes later, wearing her long housecoat. She looked positively amazed. “Did you make me breakfast?”
Ronnie spun around and smiled. “Anything for my baby.” She kissed the air in Jolene’s direction.
Jolene sat herself down and began to eat. She examined the oatmeal. “Oh, did you put brown sugar in this?”
“Um…yeah?” Ronnie said apologetically.
Jolene shrugged. “Oh well. I can indulge once in a while.” She shovelled more of the oatmeal into her mouth. “Baby, I want you to come with me to the gym tonight. I can get you in as a guest.”
“What?” Ronnie was surprised that she would suggest it. “Why did you want me to do that?”
“Oh, don’t be offended, dear,” Jolene said soothingly. “I just thought it might be nice to spend some time together. I have to work right up until the 22nd.”
Ronnie thought it over. “Okay! It might be fun. But don’t try to get me to do bench pushes or thrust squats or whatever.”
Jolene chuckled. “Oh, we won’t push you too hard on your first try.”
Ronnie walked over to Jolene and squatted down. She flexed her bicep. “Look! I’ve been using weights, too!”
Jolene used her forefinger and thumb to pinch the bicep. “Wow!” she exclaimed.
“I started doing arm curls at home. I can get up to ten!” Ronnie wanted to impress Jolene badly.
Jolene finished up and got out of the chair. “Honey, I have to get ready. I hope you’re not going to be bored here.”
Ronnie scoffed. “Who, me? I can amuse myself.” She got up off the floor and gave Jolene a smooch. “Go on! I’ll clean up here.”
Jolene went off to shower. Ronnie began straightening up the dishes. She also packed up what she figured would be a good snack tray for Jolene—fresh-cut veggies, a tiny can of tuna, and green tea in a small thermos.
Jolene came out in her lovely suit and heels, putting on her earrings. “What’s this?”
“I just packed up a little snack for you,” said Ronnie, fiddling with Jolene’s collar. “You look gorgeous.”
Jolene smiled and softened her eyes. “Don’t smudge my lipstick,” she said as they went in for a soft kiss. “Okay, sweetie. Call me if there are any problems. We’ll leave early, then we can get dinner.” She picked up her soft briefcase and left.
Ronnie went to get showered and dressed. She made the bed, then vacuumed the carpets and cleaned the bathroom. Ronnie was not the most fastidious housekeeper, but she wanted to earn her keep while staying with Jolene. She noticed that Jolene kept all of her necklaces hung up on a wooden stand on her dresser, and her expensive earrings were sitting in an old teacup. She suddenly got some inspiration.
After all of her straightening up, Ronnie sat on the couch in the living room, then looked over at the clock. 10:12 a.m.
“Fuck!” exclaimed Ronnie. She threw her head back and growled. “Wait, maybe she has some Christmas decorations in the basement.”
Ronnie got up and ventured down the wooden steps. “Holy shit! She has a whole gym down here.”
The basement had wrestling mats covering most of the floor, with a few bare spots that had dumbbells and a weight bench. There was a large barbell racked up on the bench.
Ronnie looked around and marvelled at the amount of effort it must have taken to furnish the place. She walked over and went to pick up one of the dumbbells. Ronnie suddenly gasped as she strained with both hands to lift one off the floor, getting it up a few inches before giving up. She sat down and put her hand on her head. “How the hell does she manage that?”
Ronnie then noticed an old CRT TV next to a ratty chair with a VCR and a DVD player underneath. There was a box of video tapes next to the chair. Ronnie squatted down and looked at some of the labels. She pulled out a tape that had JO’S DEMO written on it.
Ronnie popped the tape into the machine and pressed play, then turned on the TV. She sat down in the chair and watched intently.
A woman was there, and right away Ronnie recognized Jolene, only she looked way different and looked to be in a different house. The date in the tape showed as 2004. Jolene looked a bit chubby and dour, and her hair was much longer than what she has now. She was dressed in a one-piece bikini.
Jolene stood there for nearly thirty seconds, then she started to pose as if flexing. She had no muscle tone whatsoever, and Ronnie almost felt embarrassed watching her try to strike a pose.
Suddenly there was a sound of a door slamming, and Ronnie jumped up. She thought Jolene had come home, then she realized it was coming from the TV. A man’s voice could be heard yelling in the background. Jolene scrambled to go to the voice. There was soft sounds of voices for nearly thirty seconds, and then the man clearly screamed, “FAT PIG!” The video showed Jolene walking back to the camera, looking as if she was going to cry. Her arms reached behind the camera, and the tape went black.
Ronnie went over and stopped the tape. “Oh, Joey,” she mumbled. She put the tape back in the sleeve and put it in the box. As sad as that was to watch, Ronnie was curious about what else were on these tapes. She found a CD jewel case with WRESTLING ’12 written on the front label in black marker. Ronnie pulled it out and popped it into the DVD player.
The video came on, and Ronnie recognized the basement she was in on the screen. Jolene strolled into the picture wearing a black bikini. Ronnie was stunned at how short her hair was, practically a man’s crew cut. She had more decent muscle tone this time, and she had a bit of a leaner look. It was if she was going for more of an aerobics body at the time as opposed to her more muscular frame she had now.
A man walked into frame now, wearing a blue Speedo. The man looked incredibly young, possibly even still in high school. He had a decent body on him, almost a swimmer’s build, and a nice tan. He had no body hair at all.
“Holy shit, Cher!” laughed Ronnie. “Which cradle did you rob to get him?”
Jolene got a bottle of baby oil and squirted a handful out. She began to rub the young man’s body up. Ronnie’s head started to spin as she watched, and her breathing became heavy. “Okay, girl. It was way before she knew you. Relax.”
The man took a handful of oil and began to rub Jolene’s body down as well, being enough of a gentleman to resist touching the important bits. Jolene looked as if she was enjoying herself.
After they appeared slick and shiny, Jolene nodded as they grabbed onto each other. Rather than collapse in affection, the two of them were clearly wrestling with one another. Jolene did not have the same strength she has now, and would likely be more a match for the slender man today then she was back then.
The two of them wrestled and strained for five minutes. Ronnie was still rooting for Jolene, but she had a feeling that the video was going to have an uncomfortable ending. The man eventually got the better of Jolene, pinning her arms back while she had her legs out in front of her. The man wrapped his legs around her torso to hold her steady. Jolene looked like she was defeated, and tapped out.
The man let her go, then slapped his hands together in victory. Jolene pounded the mat in apparent disappointment, then she took off her bikini. The man slid off his Speedo, already starting to chub up.
“Oh no!” Ronnie moaned, slapping the arm of the chair in disgust. “Don’t do this, Jo. Please.”
Jolene leaned forward on all fours, her face close to the camera. Her face made a grimace as the man got in behind her and clearly had slid himself inside of Jolene.
Ronnie sat there and fumed watching it, but she did not want to turn off the video just yet. This was feeling pretty exciting to her.
Jolene panted and grunted as her face rocked back and forth with the distinct sound of flesh slapping together. The young man suddenly got Jolene to back up and go to the side, and Ronnie got to watch as Jolene got that hard dick slide in and out of her.
Ronnie put her hand to her face. “Why am I watching this?” It was only after a couple of minutes of pumping that the man pulled out and jerked his dick, shooting his load all over Jolene’s lower back. The man let out a huge groan as the last of his cum shot out. Jolene stood still as it covered her. “Is that it?” she asked.
“That’s it for me,” said Ronnie, walking over and turning off the DVD. She ejected the disc and put it back where she found it. She just felt dirty and tired after watching that. Ronnie could very well ask Jolene why she hung onto those tapes.
Then she thought about it, and realized the videos were just kind of sad. Whether it was an abusive husband, or a clearly disappointing sexual encounter, they might have served to remind Jolene about her past. Maybe she had never watched them for a few years.
“This is what I get for snooping, I guess,” sighed Ronnie. She had her own past as well, although it seemed quite tame to what Jolene seemed to get up to. She went over to a stack of cardboard boxes in the corner, and found exactly what she needed.
While Ronnie was not the most electronically-minded person, she was able to set up all of the wiring on the Christmas village. She had moved up all of the boxes to the living room. Jolene had a fine table near the bay window that could hold all of the train set and the light-up village.
Ronnie plugged in the final power box, hoping she could get everything working. Once she switched on the power bar, everything lit up. She let out a triumphant whoop. “Finally! Something I did worked!”
The train went around the track, making a periodic whistle. Ronnie then realized she could pour some water into a small compartment, and the engine would make little puffs of steam as it went along. She had also pulled out several rolls of cotton, placing it around to make a snow setting. Ronnie laughed as she thought about making a scene that was more faithful to the Arizona desert. Perhaps she could find some figurines of cacti or rattlesnakes somewhere.
Ronnie laid down on the couch and stared at the train set, then felt her eyes getting heavy. She figured she could get a nap in before she had to go to the gym. The final thought she had before drifting off was watching how Jolene changed before her eyes in those videos, and maybe for once they could make some happy memories together.
Ronnie had her gym bag packed and her sweats on when Jolene got home. Jolene was surprised but happy that Ronnie went to the trouble to try to decorate. Jolene went and got changed into her gym clothes. The two of them got into Jolene’s BMW and headed out.
“This might be a bit of fun,” said Ronnie.
“Oh, you’ll love it there,” assured Jolene. “We won’t stay more than an hour.”
Ronnie was surprised. “What? What happened to the three hour sessions before?”
“That was when I was in season,” explained Jolene. “All the competitions are over for another eight months or so.” She sighed. “I hope you won’t get disappointed with how I look. In this off-time, I have a tendency to balloon up. Like, right now, I’m 5’9″ and 138 pounds, right?”
Ronnie balked. “Oh, Jesus, Jolene! You think that’s bad?”
“No! It gets worse.” Jolene sighed. “That’s contest weight. I can get up to 155 in the off-season, and I get horribly depressed.”
Ronnie put a hand on her shoulder. “Babe, you are smoking hot! Don’t obsess over it so much. You’d probably look good with a bit more weight on you.”
Jolene pursed her lips, then looked at Ronnie with a small smile. “You’re too sweet.”
“I bet you look really good with a little curve to you, too.” Ronnie sputtered. “I mean, not that I don’t like the lean muscle look, either!”
Jolene laughed. “I couldn’t very well keep up the full training all year, anyway. It stresses you out, and I do understand that women need a little body fat.” She looked in the rear-view mirror. “Especially at my age.”
“Do you ever think you will give it up?” asked Ronnie.
“I hope I never have to,” Jolene said. “I think I might have premature arthritis, though. I’m going to talk to my doctor and see what might be happening with my joints.”
They pulled into the gym and walked into the entrance.
“How much can you bench press?” asked Ronnie.
“Maybe 115 pounds for two or three reps,” replied Jolene.
“Oh? That’s it?” asked Ronnie, giggling.
Jolene stopped. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“Uh…nothing,” said Ronnie. “Sorry.”
Jolene put a gentle hand on Ronnie’s lower back. “I’m only joking, sweetie. See, I’m not a strength trainer, and I’m all-natural. I just don’t have that kind of strength.”
“All-natural,” said Ronnie. “So like…steroids? Do you know women like that?”
They went toward the head desk. “There are a couple I know who are members here. They look awful. They have these big, square jaws and acne…ugh!”
They approached the desk. A young Vietnamese woman was working behind the desk with the nametag AMY.
“Oh, hi, Jolene!” said Amy, coming over to talk. “How are we feeling today?”
“Wonderful,” said Jolene. She held her hand up to Ronnie. “I’m bringing a guest today. I hope that’s all right.”
“Oh, sure!” said Amy. “Can I see your arm?”
Ronnie held up her arm, and Amy placed a paper bracelet around it. “Just make sure to keep that on for the duration of your visit.” Amy looked her up and down. “Wow! You must work out a lot!”
Ronnie smiled and shook her head. “Not too much. I just started with some arm exercises or whatever.”
“Thank you!” said Jolene. They went to put their bags in Jolene’s locker, then hit the main floor.
“Okay, dear,” said Jolene. “Why don’t you look around here? I’ll be over in the weight area.” Jolene went off to another room.
Ronnie looked around. The equipment looked top of the line, but she never bothered with much of it. She looked down, reassuring herself she had a decent sports bra on. She got onto one of the treadmills and pressed the start button. There were suddenly graphs and flashing LEDs on the panel. Ronnie struggled and pushed random buttons until it started to move forward. The pace was acceptable, and Ronnie did not feel like doing any serious jogging.
After ten minutes, Ronnie got bored of the treadmill. She ventured over to the sitting chest press machine and sat down. When she went to press, she stopped dead and strained. Eventually she gave up, looking in behind her. “Oh, fuck,” she said. Someone had set the weight to 100 pounds. Ronnie went to reset the pin to 30 pounds, then resumed her position and tried to push. She struggled, but she felt comfortable enough doing it.
After a few reps, an incredibly muscular woman walked up to Ronnie. She had on a full stretch workout outfit and white sneakers. Every description that Jolene gave of the juicing women before fit this woman precisely—acne scars, lantern jaw, and skin that looked terribly stretched with her vascular system on display. Ronnie tried to avoid eye contact and continued her lifting.
The woman stopped in front of Ronnie and put an elbow up casually on a nearby rack. “Hey,” she said. Ronnie almost broke out into laughter when she heard the woman’s voice. She sounded like Gregory Peck with a cold. “Couldn’t help noticing you having problems. I’d love to help you out.”
Ronnie was biting the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. “Uh, no, I’m totally fine, thanks.” She did a quick glance down and realized the zipper on the front of her top was down just a bit too far.
“I’d be willing to train you,” said the woman. “Maybe we can go get some coffee and talk it over.”
Ronnie stared forward. “I’m…uh, kinda with someone here.”
“I don’t see anyone else around,” she replied. “Come on, dear. I won’t bite…unless you want me to.”
“Carol?” said a familiar voice. Ronnie shut her eyes and gave thanks. “Something wrong here?”
Carol turned around and looked at Jolene. “Hey, Jo,” she said, sounding less than enthused to see her. “I’m just giving the girl here some pointers.”
Jolene put her fists on her hips. “Carol, you were told about this kind of behaviour. If you leave now, I’ll forget that I saw you here.”
Carol looked massive compared to Jolene, but she looked intimidated and defeated at this point. “I’ll just be in the back,” she said, pointing toward the weight room. She made a hasty retreat.
Jolene walked up to Ronnie, who was still struggling with the chest exercises. “Honey, I’m so sorry. That was Carol. She hits on just about every new face in here. They should revoke her membership, but she pays a lot in membership dues and they don’t want to rock the boat by throwing her out.”
Ronnie stopped with the chest compresses. “That was fucking scary. Oh my God! She really does look like a man!”
Jolene smiled. “I tried to warn you. And yes, she does use.”
Ronnie decided to hang out with Jolene for the rest of her exercise time. She did a few curls, and Jolene showed her how to keep her back straight in order to get the most out of the lift. Ronnie was feeling a little sore, but she started to get an appreciation for how much fun this could be.
Jolene led Ronnie into the change room. There were personal shower stalls, and Ronnie and Jolene got them side by side. Ronnie finished up before Jolene. She pushed the curtain aside and strutted out into the hallway totally naked.
Jolene poked her head out, keeping herself covered by the shower curtain. She saw her girlfriend walking around nude. “Veronica!” she exclaimed. “There are towels available!”
Ronnie stopped and looked back at Jolene. “Relax, girl! It’s a women’s change room.” She tartly nabbed a towel off of the nearby rack and started rubbing at her long brown hair.
Jolene grabbed the towel she had hung up and wrapped it around her, then tiptoed quickly out of the shower to catch up. “Aren’t you going to cover up a little bit?” It was tough to scold Ronnie, as Jolene was getting turned on looking at her soft curves.
Ronnie held up her hands with indifference. “I’m pretty sure these girls have seen a woman naked before.”
Jolene looked around with a frustrated look. “Yes, but it’s different! You’re my woman!”
Ronnie went over to one of the dryers. The unit was overhead and blew straight down on the user, as well as bathing the user in UV light. She stood under it and the motion sensor set it off, blasting Ronnie with warm air and turning her skin blue. Ronnie held out her arms with an amazed look. “Hey, cool!”
After a few seconds of getting dried off, Jolene shoved a towel at her. “Put this on, please. Some of the women are staring.”
“Oh, no one cares about me!” protested Ronnie.
Jolene looked over Ronnie’s shoulders at two women sitting on a bench who were most definitely staring at Ronnie’s body. Ronnie obliged and wrapped the towel around her, and the two women went back to their conversation.
“See?” Jolene whispered. “They were looking at you!”
Ronnie got a devilish smile on her face. She laced her hands into the top of her towel, turned around, then flashed the two women. She even did a sexy shimmy with her hips just to emphasize the point. Ronnie closed her towel up and turned back to Jolene. This was the first time Ronnie ever saw Jolene appear angry.
“Come on, dear,” said Ronnie. “Let’s go get changed.” She put a hand on Jolene’s. “I’ll go in a change booth if it makes you feel better.”
Jolene seemed to settle down as they went to the locker.
The next night, Jolene agreed to skip the gym. Ronnie had an idea on what she could do to cheer up her girlfriend.
The two of them were in the basement with their bikinis on. Ronnie went with an outfit with very thin straps, which she regretted in case Jolene broke one of them. Jolene opted for a more practical two-piece. Ronnie tied off her hair in a ponytail.
“Okay,” said Ronnie. “You got the oil, and you got the special prize.” The prize she referred to was the strapless dildo that Ronnie purchased in Atlanta. “Remember the rules—you have to get a submission from the other wrestler.”
Jolene nodded, then got the pump bottle full of oil. She was generous enough to spritz Ronnie and start rubbing down her shoulders, the small of her back, and her thighs. Jolene also gave a playful jiggle to Ronnie’s breasts after oiling down her tummy.
Ronnie then took the bottle and applied the oil to Jolene, spending a lot of time on her rounded shoulders and arms. She put the oil bottle down and put her arms around Jolene, who did the same. Ronnie looked her in the eyes, hoping to take advantage of the situation.
“Are you ready?” asked Ronnie in a seductive voice. Jolene nodded yes, still smiling.
“Good. GO!” Ronnie flung Jolene to one side while still holding onto her. Jolene toppled down, yelling out in shock.
“You tricked me!” protested Jolene. The two of them were now struggling on the mats. Ronnie went for a headlock, but there was still too much oil on her arms. Jolene’s head shot out, and she was able to creep around Ronnie and grab her around the waist.
“Uh oh,” said Ronnie. She suddenly felt herself getting hoisted off the ground, as Jolene had managed to get enough leverage to pick her up. Jolene stood there triumphantly, knowing Ronnie could not go anywhere.
Ronnie kicked out her feet in a panic, which made Jolene wobble. “You’re gonna drop me!” she wailed.
Jolene decided to do a gentle body slam on the mats, which were spongy enough to absorb most of the blow. She still had enough control to lower Ronnie down gently enough, but Ronnie still felt a good deal of impact.
“Oh ho ho!” she sang, groaning. “I fuckin’ forgot how strong you are.”
“No swearing!” Jolene bellowed as she grabbed Ronnie by the ankle. Ronnie clawed at the mats with futility as Jolene dragged her a few feet before getting her into position. Ronnie was lying on her stomach as Jolene pulled Ronnie’s leg up.
“No! Ow!” Ronnie cried. She slapped at the mats, but she did not want to give up so easily. Ronnie pushed up with her arms and swung her body around, pushing Jolene off with her other foot. Jolene stumbled ahead, then turned and went to tackle Ronnie.
The two of them struggled and panted as they tried to switch up positions. Ronnie was not able to use her own body weight for leverage this time, and Jolene’s strength was giving her the advantage.
“Are you giving up, dear?” Jolene asked, blasting air out of her nostrils with force. Ronnie was pinned down, and she was sure she was going to lose. She gave one huge burst of resistance to get a single arm free.
Ronnie reached down, making a fist but sticking her thumb out. She jammed it into Jolene’s tight behind, almost connecting with the asshole.
“What are you doing?” screeched Jolene while laughing hysterically. Jolene’s arms suddenly flung open as she rolled over and off of Ronnie. Ronnie saw her opportunity, remembering the same move that tripped her up in the video. She got in behind Jolene and wrapped her arms up onto Jolene’s, then got her legs around Jolene’s torso.
Jolene kicked and lunged her lower part of her body, but it was no use. She was tiring herself out at this rate, and Ronnie was able to keep her bound, although she was also getting sapped trying to keep the stronger woman confined.
Jolene sounded as if she was grunting and hissing for her life. Eventually she loosened her body. “I give!”
Ronnie let go of Jolene, then quickly got up of the floor. “Oh my God! Oh my God! Did I seriously just beat you at wrestling?” She then looked at Jolene, who looked disappointed. Ronnie squatted down next to her with her hand covering her mouth. “Oh no! I’m sorry. Are you okay?”
Jolene looked at Ronnie, then managed a laugh. “That was a dirty trick you pulled. I should declare a mismatch!”
“No way!” objected Ronnie. “All holes are in play.”
Jolene sighed, then got to her feet. Ronnie got up as well.
Jolene put her hands on Ronnie’s shoulders and kissed her. “Since this is your first match, I’ll let you win.”
Ronnie put her arms up in victory and kicked up a foot. “Winner! Yes!”
Jolene went to retrieve the strapless dildo and brought it over to Ronnie. “Here is your reward.” Jolene then took off her bikini and stood with her arms out. “I am yours now.”
Ronnie raised an eyebrow. “Well, don’t just stand there—undress me!”
Jolene perked up as she went behind Ronnie to untie her bra and slide down her panties. Ronnie inserted the dildo into herself and stood with her arms up like she was posing. She pulled Jolene’s face close to hers and gave her a few small kisses.
“Suck my dick,” Ronnie ordered.
Jolene got down on her knees, then started sucking on the strapless dildo. Ronnie loved the thrill of looking down and seeing a mouth slide back and forth on the member. She assumed this must be what it felt like when a guy was getting a suck-job.
After two minutes, Ronnie took the dildo away from Jolene’s mouth. She got down on her knees as well, then kissed Jolene again. “I love you, sexy,” she said, then gave Jolene a gentle push on her chest, getting her to lie back. Jolene raised up her legs, and Ronnie dove in to lick her twat.
Jolene closed her eyes and let herself relax as the sound of Ronnie’s tongue lapping on her clam was the only thing she could hear. Jolene’s breaths became deeper and louder as she felt herself getting lost in the moment. Her nipples were standing erect, and Jolene grabbed one and tugged at it. Ronnie’s breasts were beyond reach.
Ronnie was making a point of having Jolene feel relaxed. She ran her hands up and down her toned thighs as she let her tongue lap away. She had the sex toy still lodged within her, and was mashing it into the mat with her ass and grinding down on it.
Ronnie got herself up on her elbows and knees, then inserted the fake dick into Jolene. Jolene’s eyes went wide as she felt it slide in. Ronnie put her hands on Jolene’s tits as she began to push in and out, working in slowly past the resistance.
“Is this okay, honey?” asked Ronnie. Jolene nodded. Ronnie pushed in faster and hoisted her butt up a bit to continue the thrusting. “This is so hot. I love that you’re letting me fuck you like this.”
Jolene’s upper lip curled as she threw her head back. “Baby, please kiss me.”
Ronnie grinned and shook her head. “Beg me.”
Jolene snapped her head forward. “Please! I want to make love with you.”
This got Ronnie feeling warmed up. She kissed Jolene while her hands moved down to her sides. Ronnie picked up her pace even more as she heard the sloshing sound of the dildo pushing in and out.
“Let me do you from behind,” said Ronnie. She pulled out, and Jolene had a jolt as she felt the sensation. Jolene rolled over and got up on her hands and knees. Ronnie got herself into position, holding onto Jolene’s firm buttocks.
Ronnie inserted again, this time starting in with the rough pumping. Ronnie looked down and loved seeing Jolene’s muscular back, the contour of the muscles and the spine right in between, the flexing of her shoulders and triceps, and of course her firm ass. Jolene’s body almost looked like a giant dick, with her sculpted ass making the balls. Ronnie started to laugh as she watched the shape of Jolene and the dick picture got in her mind.
Jolene had her palms flat as she continued getting the business from Ronnie. Jolene was able to thrust her ass back and forth with tremendous force, and Ronnie was having trouble keeping in rhythm with her.
“You look so gorgeous, baby,” Ronnie moaned over the sound of their thighs slapping together. She rubbed Jolene’s back with her flat hands. “I want to be with you. I love you so much!”
Jolene was getting wild at this point, putting her face on the mat as she continued pushing her ass back. Ronnie got up on her feet and fucked her girlfriend at top speed. Jolene raised up and got on her feet while keeping her chest on the mat. Ronnie pulled the strapless dildo out of herself and pushed it in and out of Jolene with her hand, ramming as fast as she could manage. After a few minutes, Jolene began to twerk her ass, then screeched. Ronnie pulled the dildo out as Jolene dropped down and laid out on the mat on her belly, gasping for air.
Ronnie laid down next to Jolene and caught her own breath. Jolene turned her head. “Let me finish you off.”
Ronnie handed the dildo to Jolene. Jolene put the dick end into Ronnie’s pussy as she laid next to her. The two of them kissed as Jolene pushed the dildo in and out of Ronnie’s cunt. Jolene moved down and licked Ronnie’s nipples as Ronnie kept her hands on Jolene’s head. Eventually Ronnie began to thrust her hips up and down as she had her orgasm. Jolene kissed her lover’s neck while she calmed down.
The two of them picked up their clothes and accessories and got up to bed. They both crawled in naked and settled in.
“Do you know the best part of that was?” asked Jolene.
Ronnie bit her lower lip. “Uh, yeah.”
“Not that, silly!” giggled Jolene. “You were so forceful and assertive! It was so fun to watch you do that. The best part is that I didn’t feel self-conscious or afraid!” She pushed her hair out of her eyes. “I don’t need to do the kitten thing anymore.”
“Yeah! Exactly!” Ronnie sat up. “Wait a minute. How did someone with your strength lose, anyway?”
Jolene smiled and shrugged.
“Aw, you dirty bitch!” Ronnie said, laughing and giving Jolene a playful shove. “You let me win!”
“Yes, but only barely.” Jolene stroked Ronnie’s hair. “Thank you for that. It was a nice idea, and I hadn’t done that in a while.”
Ronnie put her hand on Jolene’s cheek and kissed her. The two of them kissed and fondled for some time.
The next few days dragged on during the day when Jolene was not around. Ronnie found a few more Christmas decorations in the basement, then went out and got proper stockings for the two of them. Ronnie also found the perfect present for Jolene, which she had safely tucked away. She also found a tree lot where she bought a three-foot spruce. She was worried that she could not handle anything larger by herself.
Jolene finally had her time off from work. Ronnie wanted them to spend some time out together. Ronnie was at the stove decorating the cookies when she made a suggestion. “Let’s go to a lesbian bar,” she suggested.
“Oh, Veronica!” Jolene protested. “Whatever for? We’re not looking around already, are we?”
Ronnie laughed. “No, silly. I just thought…maybe we should embrace the culture a bit. I mean…” She shrugged. “Aren’t we…gay?”
Jolene seemed to think it over. “I don’t really know. I guess I never thought about it.”
“Come on!” Ronnie said encouragingly. “It might be fun. We’ll just go have a few drinks and socialize.” She got a gingerbread man off of the tray and put it under Jolene’s nose. “Now have a cookie.”
Jolene bared her teeth in frustration. “Darling, no! You’re going to get me fat.”
Ronnie rolled her eyes. “One cookie!”
Jolene pushed her lips together, staring icily at Ronnie. She relented and took a bite. Jolene stared forward as she chewed slowly. “Why are you so good at baking?”
Ronnie chuckled in a smarmy tone and ate the rest of the cookie.
That night, they drove to Maddie’s. Ronnie had to laugh at the coincidence that her last ex shared the name of the lesbian bar she was visiting. Ronnie had decide to wear jeans and her purple v-neck. Jolene was especially nervous, as the v-neck went way low. Jolene had on her maroon dress at the knee. Her shoulders were covered but her finely toned arms were still visible. Jolene also had on her red pumps, so her calves looked extra fine.
The two of them sat at a booth and enjoyed the music. Jolene had a martini, making her look extra sophisticated as she held it. Ronnie wanted to experiment, and ordered a cranberry mimosa, just to keep thing festive. The bar was decorated with some garland and a few glittery balls.
Jolene leaned in and tapped Ronnie’s leg. “I’m going to go and mingle,” she said as she slid out of the booth, taking her drink with her.
Ronnie sat at the booth and sipped her drink. She saw someone out of the corner of her eye stealing glances at her. Ronnie looked at her and saw a dark-skinned young woman sitting at one of the tables. The young woman quickly turned her head when she saw Ronnie looking at her.
“Hey!” called Ronnie. “You in the pink.”
The young lady looked over, and pointed to her own chest in disbelief. Ronnie smiled and cocked her head to get her over. The woman picked up her drink and scurried over, sitting down in the booth.
“I saw you sitting alone,” said Ronnie. “Thought you might like some company.” She offered her hand. “Veronica Vance.”
The woman’s eyes went wide. “Wow! Really? That’s your real name?” She shook Ronnie’s hand.
“Yeah.” Ronnie pushed her upper arms in, realizing it hiked up her boobs. “You can call me Ronnie. What’s your name?”
“Nava,” she replied. “Nava Madani.”
“Are you from the Middle East, Nava?” asked Ronnie.
“Yes,” Nava replied. “Well, I was born here, but my parents are from Qom, Iran.”
Ronnie took a sip of her drink. She noticed Nava was definitely checking out her cleavage. “What are you doing in a place like this?”
“Oh, I…I just wanted a drink.” Nava took a sip of her drink, looking nervous.
“Well, maybe it’s just a coincidence,” Ronnie said, loving watching her twist in the wind. “You knew this was a lesbian bar, right?”
Nava covered her mouth. “Um…yeah, I did.” She dared to look Ronnie in the eye. “Why did you come here?”
Ronnie leaned back. “Oh, we just wanted to check out the scene. I haven’t been doing this very long, either.”
Nava looked disappointed. “We?”
Ronnie nodded. “That’s my girlfriend over there.” She pointed at Jolene, who was chatting it up at a stand-up table with two other women.
“Oh no!” exclaimed Nava. “The big bald one in the plaid shirt?”
Ronnie looked at Nava incredulously. “What do you think? No, the hottie in the dress and heels.”
Nava clicked her tongue. “Oh, that makes sense.” She looked Ronnie over. “You’re the really cute one here.”
Ronnie’s mouth fell open. “Oh my God! You are so sweet.” Ronnie touched Nava’s hand quickly. “Tell me about yourself, dear.”
Nava pushed her hair behind her ear. “I’m a student. We live in Flagstaff, but I came out here for the college. I want to be a radiologist.”
“Oh, that’s great!” Ronnie said. “That’s pays pretty nicely, and there’s a lot of demand. Are you liking school?”
“Yeah, except…I have a lot of trouble meeting someone.” Nava played with her drink.
“As for me, I’m in sales,” Ronnie said. “I live out in Denver, but I’m talking to someone out here right now.” She slapped the table. “Oh God, I’m sorry! You know, I do this thing where if someone is telling a story, I feel like I have to tell a similar one. I know it annoys a lot of people.”
Nava’s mouth went wide. “No! I totally do the same thing! I thought I was the only person who did that.” The two girls laughed.
Ronnie did another bounce in her seat. “Nava, sweetie, you need to get some confidence. I want you to pick someone out here and hit on them a bit. Now, no offense, but the whole staring and hoping the girl will want to talk to you doesn’t work that often.”
Nava nodded. “Okay. So where do I…who…?”
“Come on! Pick one!” Ronnie gave her a small slap on the upper arm.
Nava looked all around the bar. She saw a brunette likely older than Ronnie with long hair and a pretty face chatting with another woman. “Maybe…that one?”
Ronnie made a face of disgust. “No…no!” Ronnie leaned in. “She’s already chatting with someone. Breaking in on a conversation to ask someone out looks cringe as fuck.” Ronnie scouted around and saw a blonde sitting at the bar, her chin resting on her hand and buying another drink.
“That one,” Ronnie said, subtly pointing. “Look, she’s buying her own drinks. Chances are she’s alone.” She got a fifty dollar bill out of her purse, then handed it to Nava.
Nava looked at it. “Whoa!”
“That should keep you in drinks for a while,” Ronnie told her. “I figured you’re probably strapped for cash.” Ronnie giggled. “Maybe you’ll be strapped for something else tonight, right?” She got up and pulled Nava by the hand. “Follow me.”
Nava reluctantly followed along. Ronnie sat down at the bar next to the blonde, and Nava stood behind her.
Ronnie smiled. “Hey! I’m Veronica, and this is my good friend Nava. How you doing tonight?”
The blonde looked surprised. “Oh, hi! I’m Penny.”
Ronnie clicked her tongue. “Well, you certainly don’t look cheap.”
Penny threw her head back and laughed. “I heard that one before, but I like when you say it.”
Ronnie grabbed Nava by the wrist and pulled her in. “Now, I bet my friend fifty dollars that she would not have the guts to talk to the hottest girl in here.”
Penny looked up at Nava. “Oh! So you like making bets on girls, huh?”
Nava suddenly smiled and shrugged. “It sounded like a good deal—fifty dollars for a Penny.”
Ronnie and Penny broke out into laughter. Ronnie was amazed at how fast she came up with that. “Girl, that was fucking brilliant!”
“Can I buy you another drink, Penny?” asked Nava.
The bartender showed up with the drink Penny ordered. “Well, you can pay for this one,” Penny said.
Ronnie got a napkin and wrote down her cell number, then gave it to Nava. “Good luck,” she whispered in Nava’s ear. “Let me know how it turns out, okay?” Nava turned and smiled, then gave her a wink.
Ronnie left the two girls to get acquainted as she went to find her own girl. Jolene was still chatting away at the standing table with a few women. She saw Ronnie approaching and held out her hands excitedly.
Jolene threw an arm around Ronnie’s shoulder. “Here’s my sweetie. Oh, these women are just so much fun.” She gestured at the bar. “Who’s your new friend?”
Ronnie chuckled. “I think I got her laid. I made her chat up the other one.”
“Oh! I just found there’s a karaoke contest coming up,” exclaimed Jolene. “You said you can sing. You get to do Christmas carols.”
Ronnie stared forward. “Oh…my…God! I can win this easily!” She took Jolene’s hands. “Wait, I got an idea. I can do the best Betty Boop voice ever. What can we win?”
“A hundred dollars cash,” said Jolene.
Ronnie balled up her fist. “Girl, let’s win this!”
Eventually, Ronnie’s turn came up. She had decided to twist up her t-shirt to show off her belly as well as emphasize the titties, and she borrowed a Santa hat from another girl. Ronnie told the bartender her song choice, and she leaned against the bar. Both Nava and Penny were sitting and talking, and Ronnie was sure that Nava had her hand on Penny’s leg.
The music started, and Ronnie began to sing Santa Baby. Jolene was surprised at how good her baby voice was. She heard someone behind her say, “She sounds like that black and white cartoon!”
Ronnie got into the action, strutting to each table and doing the girly gestures and her little bounces and bobs, shaking her cans every chance she got. She even did the full body wave that Jolene loved. Right in the middle of the song, Ronnie walked over to Jolene and planted a kiss right on her lips in the middle of a melody pause. Everyone cheered when they kissed.
Ronnie ended the song with a huge flourish, climbing up on the bar and blowing a big kiss to the audience. The place erupted with applause and whistles when she finished. Jolene was horny as hell watching her, amazed that she was willing to get up there and perform so well. It was one thing to get up and do a routine for body sculpting, but she really admired Ronnie’s bravery and talent.
Ronnie was declared the winner. She graciously accepted the envelope of money from the bartender. She took the bills out, then got over to Nava.
“Sorry, dear,” she said to Nava. “Here’s the rest of what I owe you.” She leaned in to whisper, “Take her to a hotel.” She went over to Jolene and took her by the arm. “Take me home. I’m your love machine.”
Jolene and Ronnie made it home and got in the shower. Ronnie felt just perfectly buzzed to make the sex that much more exciting. Jolene seemed to be aggressive that night. It was likely the thrill of getting to fuck the hot singer with the baby voice that drove her over the edge.
Christmas Eve came, and Jolene took Ronnie to her church for service.
“I didn’t know you were all religious and stuff!” commented Ronnie in the car on the way back.
“I am a faithful believer, yes,” replied Jolene.
Ronnie looked at her. “Even with the whole…you know…lesbian thing?”
Jolene rolled her eyes. “I assume only that God loves us all. Besides, I believe that it was divine intervention that he sent you to me. You really are a gift from God.”
Ronnie mouth hung open. “Holy shit. I love you so much.” She put her hands to her chest and slumped back in her seat, letting out a soft sigh. “A lot of bodybuilders seem to be religious.”
“Oh, yes!” said Jolene. “I’m not sure compared to the general public, but there are prayer groups that meet in the competitions.”
“Yeah, but what about how they treat all the LGBTs in churches?” inquired Ronnie. “They treat them like garbage sometimes.”
“You know, everyone I ever talked to has treated me so nicely,” replied Jolene. “Then again, I don’t exactly advertise how I live my life. Plus I don’t know if I’m what you would call lesbian, so much as a sexually healthy person.” She smiled. “I think once they know me as a Christian, anything else is…forgivable.”
They got home, and Ronnie got them mugs of hot chocolate while Jolene got changed out of her church clothes into something more comfortable. The electric fireplace was on in the living room, and it made for an ersatz festive setting.
Ronnie cuddled up under a blanket with Jolene, resting her head on her strong shoulder. Suddenly Ronnie’s phone vibrated on the table. She picked it up to examine and found a number she did not recognize.
Ronnie pressed accept. “Hello?”
“Ronnie?” said the female voice. “It’s Nava.”
Ronnie covered the receiver with her hand. “It’s the girl I talked to at the bar!”
Jolene looked shocked. “You gave a girl your number?”
Ronnie scrunched up her face. “I just wanted to see how her date went is all! Here, I’ll put it on speaker.” She pushed the screen and set the phone down on the coffee table. “Nava! I’m here with Jo-Jo. Merry Christmas!”
“Oh…merry Christmas to you too!” said Nava. “Hi Jolene!”
Jolene had a worried smile on her face. “Hello stranger, who is calling my girlfriend.”
Nava laughed. “No, it’s not like that! Ronnie was just helping me with asking a girl out.”
Jolene’s face softened. “Well, if that’s all there is, then.”
“Ronnie, I want to thank you for helping me build up my confidence,” said Nava.
“Did you get a room?” asked Ronnie, stifling her laughter.
Nava laughed as well. “No! We were a little nervous about that. Instead I took her out to lunch today. Thanks again for your help with that, money-wise.”
Ronnie played with her tongue at the side of her mouth. “I thought maybe that would come in handy.”
Nava laughed again. “So we went back to her place after, and we talked for maybe four hours.”
“Oh, wow,” said Ronnie. “Miss Chatterbox. Nice.”
“Well, and we felt so comfortable at that point that we…” Nava started to giggle uncontrollably. “I mean…she was just so pretty…and we…”
Ronnie sputtered. “For God’s sake, girl! Go ahead and say it!” She gave Jolene a suggestive look.
“We did it!” Nava announced.
“Yeah, girl!” Ronnie yelled and started to clap. Jolene added her own soft golf clap as well.
“Ugh!” said Nava. “I’m so afraid what my parents are going to say.”
“You know what?” said Ronnie. “I told my dad I was seeing a woman, and he did the ultimate guy move and just said, ‘Noice!’ So don’t worry.” She looked at Jolene. “You’re their daughter first. Everything else is forgivable.” Jolene gave her a loving look and a friendly shove.
“Thanks again, Ronnie,” said Nava. “You were still the prettiest girl in the bar that night. Please don’t tell Penny I said that!”
Ronnie laughed and Jolene put her hands on her hips. “Oh, really?” asked Jolene in a mock stern tone.
“Sorry, Jolene!” said Nava. “I’m just not into girls with big muscles.”
Ronnie fell off the couch laughing as Jolene’s mouth hung open.
“Okay, I have to go,” said Nava. “Thank you again, Ronnie. You sing beautifully, by the way.”
Ronnie leaned in on the phone and softened her eyes. “Aww! You’re so sweet. Take care, and say hi to Penny for me, okay?”
“I sure will,” replied Nava. “You two enjoy your holiday. Bye.” She hung up.
Ronnie got back on the couch and laughed again, putting a reassuring hand on Jolene’s thigh. “Come on, Jo-Bear,” said Ronnie, trying to cheer up her girlfriend. “Can’t I get to be the hot girl everyone wants just once?”
Jolene let her smile crack through after a bit. “You did look fabulous there singing.” She pulled Ronnie close. “Can you maybe sing it for me?”
Ronnie pouted her lips. “Boo-boo-bee-doo,” she sang slowly. The two of them kissed and embraced.
Ronnie woke up far too early on Christmas Day. She made an egg white omelet and oatmeal for her lover, then some toast and Nutella for herself. Jolene took a grand amount of time eating while Ronnie had scarfed all of hers down. Ronnie sat and stared while Jolene, quite purposely, savoured every morsel.
“I’m sorry,” said Jolene without looking up. “Are you waiting for something?”
“Woman, you are killing me!” Ronnie said with despair.
Jolene put down her fork. “Okay, come on.”
“Yay!” yelled Ronnie and headed for the living room. Jolene came along as well. Ronnie had picked out her spot on the floor to open presents.
Ronnie could not have been more happy with her haul—a sweater made from the softest material she had ever felt, a new fragrance, a new leather-bound organizer, and an electronic tablet. The one she fawned over the most was the coffee mug that said BOSS BITCH in glittery lettering.
Jolene was also delighted with her presents. Ronnie had selected a few wool socks, a new gym bag, and a new helmet for her bike.
Ronnie also presented her final gift. “This is just something I hope you use to remember me, always,” she said, getting a little choked up. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
Jolene took the box and opened it, finding a wonderful jewellery box. It looked as if it was carved out of mahogany. Jolene looked it over and stroked the top. “Oh, it’s gorgeous,” she exclaimed.
“Look inside,” said Ronnie.
Jolene lifted the lid, and noticed there was a small silver plate affixed. She read the inscription: “To my pillar of strength; I pledge my heart to you.” Jolene started to tear up.
Ronnie did an exaggerated groan. “Come here, you big softie.” She grabbed Jolene in a hug, then kissed her on the lips. “I love you, baby.”
Jolene sniffed and smiled. “I love you too.”
The moment was cut short when Ronnie’s phone began to buzz again. Ronnie went to answer it.
“Another girl from the bar?” asked Jolene, laughing.
Ronnie stared at her phone, then did a small jump. “No! Way different!” She clicked the answer button on the screen. “Hello?…Hi Dexter!…Yeah, no, it’s all right…You are? Oh that’s so…uh-huh…Yeah, first of February is totally fine…Yeah…No…Yeah…Okay! Thanks for calling me…No! Don’t worry about it!…No, thank you for calling me on Christmas!…Uh huh…Okay, I will see you then!” She hung up and looked at Jolene with a huge smile. She started to dance around wildly and screaming.
Jolene stood patiently. “What?”
Ronnie put down the phone, then made small excited steps toward Jolene. “Okay. I…have just been offered…a job here in Phoenix!”
Jolene howled with delight and grabbed Ronnie in a hug. Ronnie groaned. “Uh, honey? You’re really…hurting me!”
Jolene let go. “Oh, I’m sorry! Oh, but this is so unexpected!”
“Yeah!” said Ronnie. “I didn’t want to say anything until I knew it was happening. Now, it’s only a one-year gig. Maternity replacement. And I mean, yeah, it’s a little less money at first, but the commission structure will work out to my advantage if I make decent sales, and they might need me permanently…” Ronnie swirled around and giggled. “I’m moving down here!”
The two of them embraced and kissed. Ronnie started to fondle Jolene’s ass, but Jolene got her to slow down. “Tonight,” she said, staring into Ronnie’s eyes. She stroked Ronnie’s cheek. “I have something for you. You had asked me about it in an e-mail.”
Ronnie was not sure what she had meant, but she was looking forward to it.
Jolene had a few friends she was going to visit in the afternoon. Her brother was in the Middle East and could not be home this Christmas. “Both Mum and Dad are gone, so it can get a little lonely for me,” Jolene told Ronnie while they waited at the front door. “I’m so glad you came out here.”
Ronnie clasped her hand onto Jolene’s. Jolene’s friend answered and welcomed them inside.
Everyone was especially nice to Ronnie, and she managed to eat more than her share. Jolene stole small glances at her lover at different times, loving how at ease she was with new faces. She now understood what real love felt like.
That night, Ronnie got herself prepared. She had put Jolene’s special silk sheets on the bed and set the mood by putting a red bulb in the nightstand lamp. She put on a special spiderweb mesh bra and micro-panties that barely covered her pussy. She got up on the bed and waited, lying on one side and trying to present herself as sexily as possible.
“Are you ready?” asked Jolene from the hallway.
Ronnie was quivering with anticipation. “Whatever you have planned for me, I’m ready!”
Ronnie was not at all prepared for this scenario. She scrambled hard to try to remember telling Jolene this secret fantasy of hers, and she was beyond excited when she saw that Jolene went through with it.
There in the doorway stood Jolene, decked out in a full black tuxedo. Her hair was slicked back to look more boyish, and she was wearing a pair of reflective aviator sunglasses. She stood with her hands in her pockets, looking down and trying to strike a cool pose.
“Oh my God!” said Ronnie in a timid voice. “Oh my GOD!” Her legs started trembling with anticipation.
Jolene looked up, then pushed her shades up with her index finger. “Oh, hey. ‘Sup?” said Jolene, trying to sound a bit masculine. “Heard you were waiting for me.”
Ronnie got up on her knees and hugged her lower torso. Her lips were trembling and she was already starting to sweat. “I can’t believe this,” Ronnie whispered.
Jolene held the jacket flaps with her hands. “Yeah. Just something I rented for my girl,” she said, still doing the fake masculine affectation. “You look so sexy. Love that underwear.”
Ronnie got off the bed and approached Jolene, almost in fear. She put her hands flat on the coat, loving the sheer texture. She could barely contain her desire at this point.
Jolene reached down and started to unzip. “I got something else here for you.” She whipped out a fake cock, held on by a strapon. Ronnie looked down and gasped, covering her mouth with her hand, then looking back up at Jolene.
“Come on, babe,” she said. “Go ahead and suck it.”
Ronnie was down on the floor, jamming the cock in her mouth. She pumped her head wildly while holding onto Jolene’s ass with both hands. Jolene held onto the sides of Ronnie’s head gently as she watched Ronnie suck on her apparatus. She swore she could feel the sensations in her loins as if it was the real thing.
Jolene threw her head back and made small thrusts with her hips. “Yeah, baby. Suck it.” Ronnie pulled the dick out of her mouth and licked at the fake balls on the strapon. Jolene started to jerk off her dick as she panted furiously.
Ronnie stood up and put her arms around Jolene. “Take me to bed.”
Jolene took off her sunglasses and tossed them on the dresser. Ronnie got on the bed, then stripped out of her panties.
“Leave the bra on,” ordered Jolene. She slipped out of the shoes and crawled onto the bed, getting herself on top of Ronnie. Ronnie put her legs up as Jolene pushed her way in. Her nipples were poking out of her mesh bra.
Jolene pushed and thrusted as she reached underneath Ronnie’s legs and lifted her up. She looked down and watched the fake cock ramming into Ronnie’s love hole. Ronnie craned her neck to get a good look. She looked up at Jolene, who looked as if she was having a great time.
“Please let me see your titties,” begged Ronnie. Jolene pulled her arms out from under Ronnie’s legs, then reached up and undid the tie. She undid the buttons on the white shirt and let her breasts fall out, then continued fucking her girlfriend. Ronnie reached up and felt the tits, rubbing the nipples with her thumbs. Jolene threw her head back and moaned as she took off the jacket and threw it aside.
Ronnie let her hands explore Jolene’s taut abs. She delighted in letting her fingertips feel all of the ridges. She stuck her middle finger in Jolene’s belly button and began to rub it back and forth at amazing speed. This triggered a weird sensation in Jolene, combined with the banging of the strapon against her pubis. Jolene heaved and moaned while she watched her busty girlfriend getting fucked like a maniac.
Jolene pulled out and rolled onto her back while she pulled out the shirt from her waist. The pants were sliding off, and Ronnie reached around and slid them off for her. The strapon was pointed to the ceiling. Ronnie knelt down and sucked on the dick while Jolene held her hair back. Ronnie also stuck two fingers in the gap of the strapon, getting access to that sweet pussy. Jolene held onto the hair with one hand and played with Ronnie’s tit with the other, trying not to thrust her hips up too much.
Ronnie pivoted and got into position, sitting down on the cock. She bounced up and down, looking up at the ceiling as she winced.
“Oh, let me see them,” said Jolene. “Let me see your tits.”
Ronnie reached down and pulled off her mesh bra, showing her lovely breasts off. Jolene loved the perfect teardrop shape and the perky pink nipples. Ronnie bounced up and down, putting her hands on Jolene’s chest for support. The white dress shirt was getting bothersome, so Jolene wrestled to get it off. She clutched onto Ronnie’s ass and helped her bounce up and down.
“I love you, sweetie,” Jolene said, feeling like she was going to start to cry. “I never want this to end!”
Ronnie moaned and humped her ass. “I…love…you…” Each word out of Ronnie was a small gasp as she felt the intense waves rippling through her. “Oh, you gotta fuck me from behind!”
Ronnie climbed off, getting herself on hands and knees. Jolene was quick to get in behind her, steadying herself by holding onto her girlfriend’s ass cheeks. Jolene pushed the rubber cock in once again, then started to ram for all she was worth.
Ronnie was in pure ecstasy as she felt the dildo go all the way in her. Jolene grabbed onto Ronnie’s shoulders and doubled her pace, grunting and panting. Sweat was coming off of her in buckets. Ronnie was shiny herself, and Jolene loved the way her soft curves looked in the red light.
Ronnie kicked up her feet and pushed them on the back of Jolene’s thighs. “Come for me, darling,” said Jolene. “Ohhh!” Jolene surprised herself when she started to feel her own orgasm coming on.
Ronnie spun around and laid down, stroking her lips. “Together,” she whispered.
Jolene laid down next to her and jerked her fake dick off with one hand while fingering her pussy with the other. The combination surprised Jolene with how good it felt. She inserted two fingers in her and dug away, when Ronnie suddenly yelped and sat up, which got Jolene so excited that she too came. They both went for a kiss as they finished themselves off. They laid there for a few minutes, getting their composure.
Jolene undid the straps and let the strapon fall to the floor. Ronnie rolled onto her stomach and hiked up on her elbows. Jolene took a look at her heart-shaped ass.
“I can’t believe you did that for me,” said Ronnie, still a bit shaken from what she had done. “That was the hottest thing ever! I mean…was that a character or something?”
Jolene shrugged. “I don’t know. I remembered your Cinnamon character from Atlanta, and I just wanted to mix it up a bit.”
Ronnie laughed. “Does he have a name?”
“Let’s call him Joseph,” said Jolene. “I didn’t mind a little cross-dressing! That was so exciting!”
Ronnie gave Jolene a smooch. “Thank you for thinking of me.” She let her head rest on Jolene’s tits.
Jolene played with Ronnie’s soft brown hair. “So, any idea where you’ll be staying when you move here?”
Ronnie froze. “Well, I mean…if you’re asking me to move in, I can’t. Just, not yet. Okay?”
Jolene stroked Ronnie’s back. “You take your time, dear.” She sighed and put her head back. “You’re so much fun to be with. I hope we’re together forever.”
Ronnie raised her head and looked at Jolene. “You mean it?”
Jolene nodded. “You make me genuinely happy.”
Ronnie kissed Jolene and stroked her black hair. A tear came out of the side of Ronnie’s eye as they continued to cuddle and fondle. “Merry Christmas, love.” She opened one eye. “Burn those tapes, please.”
Jolene yawned. “Okay.”
This love felt so right to the both of them. They both fell asleep.