“Ms. Wyman?” the receptionist called out.
Jolene got up and raised her hand.
“Please follow me,” the receptionist instructed. Jolene walked behind her, her high heels clacking on the tile floor. She tried to straighten out her suit, feeling nervous a the possible diagnosis.
The receptionist led her into an office, where Jolene took a seat in front of the desk. After a few minutes, Jolene’s gynecologist, Dr. Karen Shoji, walked in. Jolene got up briefly to shake her hand and sat down quickly again as the doctor got settled at her desk.
She opened up a file. “Well, Jolene, it’s exactly what we had expected.”
Jolene let out a sigh as her lips started to tremble. “I knew this was bound to happen.”
Dr. Shoji held up a hand. “Now Jolene, this is not the end of the world. We have some medication you can take for it. Have you been spotting at all?”
“Not the same as before,” Jolene mumbled. “It’s been like this for a year.”
Dr. Shoji leaned back in her chair. “Don’t think of this as the end. You’re still in great health, and I don’t see any noticeable change in your vitals. We can get through this together, okay?”
Jolene breathed heavily out her nose and nodded. “Can I call you?”
“Absolutely!” Dr. Shoji led her out the door to the hallway. “You can all at any time. I also want to schedule you for a mammogram. I think you’re long overdue.”
Jolene offered her hand, and Dr. Shoji shook it. “Thank you, doctor,” she said, and left the office. She headed out of the office and to her car. When she got behind the wheel, she started to tear up.
Jolene reached into her purse and fumbled around for her phone. She figured Ronnie deserved to know. She sat and stared at her phone, unsure what to say. She finally dialed Ronnie.
“Hey, honey!” came the enthusiastic voice over the phone. “How did things go at the doctor’s?”
Jolene took a breath in order to put on her brave voice. “I’m all right. Just a standard check-up.”
“Oh, that’s really good,” replied Ronnie. “Hey, I’ll be at your place tomorrow night, okay? I have to skip the gym tonight. I have to complete my CRM entries.”
“Oh, uh, okay, dear,” said Jolene. “I’ll miss you.”
“Aw, you’re a sweetheart,” she purred. She kissed over the phone. “I’ll see you tomorrow night. Love you, babe!” She hung up.
Jolene lowered her phone. “I love you too.” She put it back in her purse and gripped her steering wheel. She started to cry as she rested her head on the wheel.
Jolene went home, then ate some leftovers for dinner. She then went in to check on her weight in the bathroom.
158 pounds. “Darn it!” she exclaimed. This was five months after her competition season wrapped up, and this was also likely as heavy as she had ever been.
She slunk out to her bedroom and looked at herself in her full-length mirror. Although she still had her excellent muscle tone, she started to look and feel heavy. She took off all of her clothes and flexed her biceps. After a minute, she let her arms hang to the side.
She walked up to the mirror and stared at herself. “Fat,” she sneered. “Fat and ugly. No one loves you.” She started to get angry and frantic. She picked up a laundry basket full of clothes and hurled it across the room. She then looked back in the mirror. “Fucking ugly cunt!” She slapped herself in the face, then collapsed on the floor, crying.
The next night, Jolene met Ronnie at their gym. Jolene was doing her best to keep her brave face on. Ronnie gave her a quick smooch, then pulled Jolene over to the weights.
Jolene helped Ronnie pick out some of the lighter weights. She was noticing that Ronnie was definitely making gains. Her skinny arms were showing more of a tone, and her thighs were tightening up. Ronnie also liked to show off her belly, only her tummy was starting to shrink up and tighten as well.
As Ronnie did her bench press, Jolene had a look around as she spotted her girlfriend. A few of the men were stealing glances, and Jolene was pretty sure no one was looking at her anymore. Ronnie also had the uncomfortable habit of making exaggerated grunts every time she flexed or pushed, so she sounded like she was getting fucked every time she got on any equipment. Jolene would have appreciated it at any other time, but she felt like Ronnie was interfering with her routine.
Ronnie kicked her legs up to hoist her body up from the bench, then let out a whoop. “Wow! I can really feel that in my back.” She turned to look at Jolene. “You show me!”
Ronnie got up and helped Jolene add more weight. Jolene was anxious to show off her strength. Her maximum weight was 115 pounds, but she decided to show off and put 130 on.
She got into position, while Ronnie spotted her. “Are you ready?” asked Ronnie.
“Ready!” said Jolene. She pushed the bar off and let it down. Ronnie had her hands hovering over the bar in case something went wrong.
Jolene let it come down, then realized she might be stuck. “Honey?” asked Ronnie. “Do you need help?”
Jolene had a small jolt in her head out of rage. She got angry at Ronnie asking her if she needed help! Jolene let out a loud growl as she suddenly pushed up, her face shaking and her lip pulled back in a sneer. The bar went back up as Jolene struggled and pushed it all the way up. Ronnie smiled as she helped Jolene get the bar back up on the rack.
Jolene let out a gasp as she sat up. Ronnie got next to her and put a hand on her shoulder. “Great job!”
Jolene was about to give her thanks when she looked in between her legs. A wet spot had appeared on her white shorts. She felt terribly embarrassed, realizing she had just peed herself a bit. It was not a full bladder release, but it was enough to be noticeable. She crossed her legs while on the bar. “Sweetheart, can we go now?”
Ronnie squatted down. “Uh, okay. Did you hurt yourself?”
Jolene was reluctant to look at Ronnie. “No. I’m just tired, I think.”
Ronnie agreed, and Jolene rushed into the locker room well ahead of Ronnie. They got changed quickly and without much conversation. Jolene felt terribly embarrassed. She was cursing herself for not bringing a change of shorts.
The two of them got back to Jolene’s place. Ronnie wanted to get affectionate, but Jolene protested and said she wanted to lie down. She got on the bed and spread out on her stomach.
Ronnie had on her tight t-shirt and jeans, but stripped down to her underwear and checked herself out on the full-length mirror. She raised up her arms and flexed her biceps.
“God, look at me!” she squealed. “I have, like, muscles now!” She stared and smiled wide. “I guess I didn’t notice too much, but this is really working well for me!”
Jolene turned her head and looked over at Ronnie. She was right—her arms were getting more defined, and her abs were starting to show. She was getting a good shape to her obliques, and her umbilicus was forming a distinct ridge. “You look great, dear,” Jolene managed.
Ronnie turned to Jolene. “You really inspired me to try this, you know?” She turned again and put her hands on her hips, still smiling. “Veronica Vance, sexy as fuck!” She bounced up and down. “My boobs are feeling firmer, too! I went down a cup size, but I like how I look so much with the side muscles.” She ran her fingers up and down her obliques. “I so get why people do this now. It’s like, it’s not just some vanity thing. You feel like you’re changing your body for the better. Maybe your whole life.”
Jolene grunted a mild agreement.
Ronnie turned to her girlfriend. “Oh, sweetie! You’ll always be my favourite fitness girl.” She slowly made her way over to the bed. “Does my hard-working girl need a massage? Huh?”
Jolene put her face back in the mattress. “Maybe,” she said, her voice muffled.
Ronnie got the warming massage oil out of the drawer. She lifted up Jolene’s shirt to expose her back, showing the sinewy ripples. Ronnie sucked her teeth and sighed with delight as she saw her strong lover before her. She dabbed out a few drops of the warming lotion onto her palm, then began working the oil into Jolene’s muscles.
Ronnie was straddling Jolene’s ass while she moved her hands up and down on her back. “Feeling better?” asked Ronnie.
Jolene allowed herself to lighten up. Ronnie was doing her best to make her feel better. “Mmm-hmm.” Jolene started to gasp as Ronnie ran her hands along her sides.
“Ooh, baby,” Ronnie moaned in her breathy stripper voice. “I had to send Ronnie home. It’s me, Cinnamon.”
Jolene stifled her giggles. “Cinnamon? You’re here?”
“That’s right,” Ronnie purred. “You wanna take the Cinnamon Challenge? You eat me and try not to gag.” She started to moan and rock her pelvis back and forth on Jolene’s ass. “Oh, I just love the way your body looks.”
She took off her bra and dropped it on the floor. She then reached over and got the massage oil, squirting a generous amount on her breasts. She leaned down and rubbed her boobs up against Jolene’s back. The sensation was giving her nipples a great feeling.
Ronnie leaned down near Jolene’s ear. “My sweet girl,” she whispered. She gave a gentle kiss on Jolene’s ear. “I love you, darling,” Ronnie said in her stripper voice. She pushed Jolene’s hair away and kissed the back of Jolene’s neck. Ronnie stretched out her legs and spooned into Jolene, starting to hump her pussy.
Jolene turned her head. “Honey? I’m kind of tired tonight.”
Ronnie sat up. “Oh. Okay. Let me get you cleaned up, then.” Ronnie went to wet a hand towel and wiped off her tits, then went and mopped up the oil from Jolene’s back. She got under the covers while Jolene went to get changed into her pyjamas. Ronnie thought it was strange that she went into the bathroom to change. It reminded her of someone.
Jolene emerged in ratty cotton pyjamas. She went over to the other side of the bed and got under the covers. She gave Ronnie a quick kiss on the lips and rolled over. “Good night,” she said, getting her head squished into the pillows.
Ronnie slowly pulled the comforter down, exposing her breasts. “Yoo-hoo!” she sang, giving them a shake. “You wanna test out the mattress springs?”
Jolene did not move. Ronnie heaved a large sigh and rolled over in the other direction.
Jolene awoke to find herself in a strange place. Given the low lighting and the bass thumping from the music, she assumed it was a strip club. There was a bald man with a beard and a cheap suit waiting at the door. “Right this way, ma’am,” said the man as he extended his hand toward the door.
Jolene walked in and saw the smoky room. There was a stage with poles and tables scattered around, as well as lasers dancing all over. She sat down at one of the booths. There were many people clapping and cheering.
The announcer’s voice came in over the speakers. “Okay fellas, and all you wild ladies! I hope you have your cash out, because she’s about to get her gash out! Put your hands together for Cinnamon!”
All of the audience cheered as the lights came on over the stage. The curtains busted open and out stepped Ronnie, wearing boob tassels and a g-string with black high heels. Ronnie had her hair tied up in balls on the top of her head. The men were going wild as Ronnie shook her tits.
Jolene sat there, shocked at her behaviour. “Ronnie!” she yelled, trying to get her voice louder than the house music. “What are you doing up there?”
Ronnie put her ass up against the pole and humped up and down, leaning down to make her boobs hang out. She did the body wave as she turned and hung off of the pole. She even licked the pole as the crowd went crazy.
Ronnie got down on the floor of the catwalk on all fours as she poked her ass up by arching her back. She then thrust her hips up and down while the men were showering her with bills.
One of the women jumped up from the table. She had long blonde hair and a great body, dressed in formal business attire. Ronnie stood up and greeted her as the strange blonde got up near her. Ronnie pulled her in and started to kiss the woman, grabbing a handful of her ass.
“Ronnie! Stop it now!” Jolene was furious. She went to get up, but found her hands bound by handcuffs attached to long chains bolted to the floor. Jolene struggled with the chains, but was unable to move. “Stop it! FUCK!”
Ronnie started to take off the woman’s blazer and felt up her tits as the blonde reached down and fingered Ronnie’s pussy. “Oh oh! Looks like we have a red alarm situation!” called out the announcer, as water sprayed out from the ceiling and drenched Ronnie and the blonde.
“Please, Ronnie! Stop it!” cried Jolene, as she watched helplessly. Ronnie threw her head back and laughed wildly while the blonde got down on her knees and put her face into Ronnie’s crotch.
“No!” cried Jolene, bolting up from the bed. She was gasping and shaking as she fumbled around in the dark. After a few seconds, she realized where she was, and that Ronnie was lying beside her sound asleep.
Jolene took a moment to catch her breath and wiped at the corner of her eye. Her heart was still racing. It soon came to her that it was just a dream. She turned over on her side and tried to see her girlfriend in the dark. Jolene stroked Ronnie’s long brown hair.
Ronnie snorted and turned over with a jolt. “Whazzat?” she mumbled. She got up on her elbows and looked at the clock. “Aw, 3:30? Baby, what’s wrong?”
Jolene panted. “I want sex.”
Ronnie laughed in a tired tone. “Awww. I’ll give you a bit of lovin’.”
Jolene reached out to feel her tits. Ronnie felt around in the dark and unbuttoned Jolene’s top. They kissed and jammed their tongues into each others’ mouths. The soft feel of Ronnie’s flesh on her chest was making her crazy.
“Hey,” whispered Jolene. “I only ever want to be with you, okay?”
Ronnie hesitated, then nodded. “I know, sweetie. I love you with all my heart.”
They kissed and held each other as they pressed their hips together. Jolene kicked off her pyjama bottoms, then pulled off Ronnie’s panties. “I want to taste you,” Jolene said with urgency in her voice.
Ronnie pivoted around to grant Jolene access to her pussy, and was willing to lick her as well. They got into position, feeling around in the dark with their fingers. Ronnie ran her hands along Jolene’s belly as she kissed her inner thighs.
Jolene was doing her own exploring, feeling the progress that Ronnie was making at the gym. Even her ass was getting nice and firm. She forced her tongue into Ronnie’s tight hole and licked with all her might. “So hot,” she moaned. She grabbed onto Ronnie’s ass with both hands and continued lapping away.
Ronnie was getting worked up, trying her best to match Jolene’s ferocity. She was moaning and thrashing her head too much to be able to lick, so she used her fingers instead. The sound of sloshing in and out of Jolene’s vagina got Ronnie all that more excited.
Ronnie whined as she held onto Jolene’s thigh, pumping her fingers as fast as she could manage. She eventually threw her arms around both of Jolene’s legs and began to wail. “Oh, baby!” she moaned. “I’m gonna…I’m gonna…” Ronnie screeched as she felt the orgasm coursing through her. Her leg began to twitch uncontrollably.
Ronnie turned back to face Jolene. They breathed heavily into each others’ face. “Thanks for waking me up, hon,” said Ronnie as she kissed Jolene. She rolled onto her back and pulled up the covers. “Whew! I gotta get some sleep.”
Jolene was rolled over to try to look at Ronnie. She ran the back of her hand on Ronnie’s bare shoulder. “I love you, dearest,” she whispered. She drifted off to sleep.
The next day, Ronnie and Jolene both went to their gym together. Jolene was taking her time getting ready, as her joints were burning a little. She rubbed her legs down with anti-inflammatory cream. She was in her normal leotard workout outfit.
Jolene went out and found Ronnie chatting with two weightlifters. They almost had her surrounded as they chatted and laughed. Ronnie looked pleased with herself.
Jolene walked up to Ronnie, feeling aggravated. “Shouldn’t you be training?”
Ronnie glanced over at Jolene. “Oh, hi dear,” she said flippantly. “I was just getting some tips from these guys.” Jolene walked off and got to work on her own training. She wanted to blow off steam, so she immersed herself in doing free weights. She decided she would add ten pounds for each exercise and just get all of her frustrations out.
Every now and then, Jolene would sneak a peek at Ronnie. She was wearing low-riding white shorts, accentuated by a pink thong she had riding up on her hips. Her top was a pink sports bra, which see seemed to be keeping zipped low enough. There was something that was enraging Jolene at looking at her, and yet she was driven wild with lust seeing her lover showing off in public like this.
Jolene finished up, and went to talk to Ronnie. She was still struggling with the chest exercising apparatus. “Oh, hi hon!” she chirped. Jolene stood stone-faced as Ronnie dabbed her chest with a towel. “Hey, are you all done? I wanted to get some more reps in. Why don’t you go have a drink at the juice bar?”
Jolene wandered back to the locker room. She went to go open her locker when she heard two women talking in the next row. Jolene had seen them when she walked by. They looked young and in good shape.
Blonde was the first to talk. “Did you see the one out there in the pink top?”
Jolene froze. They were talking about Ronnie!
Latina piped up. “Hey, if I had funbags like that, I’d show them off, too!”
“You think she’s hooking up with any of the guys in here?” asked Blonde.
“Nah,” said Latina. “I heard she’s bumpin’ doughnuts with some sugar mama who’s, like, twenty years older than her.”
Blonde laughed. “It’s so fuckin’ pathetic!” They both started to laugh.
Jolene pushed her lips together. She was about to show them pathetic. If Ronnie liked to show off, she could do the same. She took off all of her clothes and threw them in the locker in anger. She grabbed a bottle of her shower gel and headed to the shower room. Jolene took her time strolling by the two women talking.
Both of them stopped their conversation cold and stared as Jolene walked by. Jolene flexed her shoulders and triceps in defiance as she did her power walk past. She felt free and uninhibited walking around fully naked. It was only a locker room, as Ronnie had told her before. The humidity from the locker room was making her feel at ease. It was freeing being naked.
Other women were taking notice of Jolene as well. Two of them came to a full stop upon seeing her. Off-season or not, Jolene’s physique was still intimidating and glorious. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirrors along the sinks. She gave a snarl and made her pecs dance.
Jolene made her way into the shower room. She hit the button and let the warm spray of water stab into her skin. Jolene stepped into the stream and let it hit her chest. It felt rough on her skin at first. She opened her scented body wash and squirted out a generous amount, then started to rub her breasts.
Jolene turned around so that she was facing the hallway, letting the water spray over her. She put her arms up and held onto the steel shower head, throwing her head back and stretching her legs out. Jolene started to make small moans as she felt the water cascade all over her. The gel made her body slick and shiny. She flexed as many of her muscles as she could. It made her feel free and alive standing in all her glory.
Jolene opened her eyes and looked out into the hallway. She swore someone was watching her. She went back to rubbing herself down, loving the massaging the shower was giving her.
Suddenly a woman walked in. She did not look like a typical gym rat. She was not big, but she looked as if she had just started out. The strange woman did a double take upon seeing Jolene stretching out under the shower stream. She looked self-conscious as she pushed her own shower button. The woman lathered up her soap and started to wash off.
Jolene grabbed her shower gel and strutted over to the woman. “Hey,” she said. “What’s your name?”
The woman looked at Jolene cautiously. “Theresa.”
Jolene put her hands on her hips. “Well, Theresa, I’m Jolene, and I think you look great. I hope to get to see more of you in here.”
Theresa looked forward. “Thanks.”
Jolene leaned in a bit closer. “Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t accomplish great things, okay? It took me some time to get like this, but it’s so worth it.”
Jolene walked out into the hallway, as Theresa watched her every movement. Jolene’s thighs and buttocks were wiry and strong as she stepped out.
When Jolene rounded the corner, Blonde and Latina were standing by the wall, not doing anything in particular. Jolene did not look at them as she walked by. “See something you like, sugar?” she asked. She grabbed a towel from the rack and whipped it in the air with a crack, then threw it over her shoulder.
After getting dressed, Jolene had a mango smoothie out by the juice bar. Ronnie finally made her way out after a while. “Oh, thanks for waiting for me, babe!”
Jolene sipped up her smoothie. “Can we please go now?”
Ronnie stopped in her tracks. “Okay,” she said meekly.
It was a quiet ride in Jolene’s car back to her house. Jolene pulled into the driveway and got out, slamming the car door. Ronnie scrambled to catch up to her. “Hey!” she called out. “Hey! What’s wrong?”
Jolene walked into the door and threw her keys onto the end table, then went inside. Ronnie came in after her.
“Jolene?” Ronnie said. “Jo? Did something happen?”
Jolene turned sharply with a fierce look in her eye. “Let me explain something to you,” Jolene started in a stern voice. “That gym is my sanctuary. It provides me with a purpose, and people there respect me.” She stepped closer to Ronnie. “When I have my significant other parading around like some kind of street walker, I get judged for it.”
Ronnie got a look of incredulity as she put her hands on her hips. “I’m not wearing anything more revealing than anyone else in there! I’m there to work out!”
Jolene folded her arms and turned away. “You should think harder about what other people are saying about you.”
Ronnie scoffed. “Oh yeah? Well, I think you’re obsessed with trying to impress people too much! Get real, Jo. You get up on stages and let people gawk at your body all the time!”
“I invited you to join me at the gym because I wanted to show you what potential you had!” Jolene countered. “I want you to have some consideration for my feelings!”
Ronnie pushed her lips together and blasted air out of her nose. “Jo, I think you’re just a little cranky right now. Why don’t I come back tomorrow and we’ll go our for brunch?”
Jolene’s face fell as she hugged her sides. “I’m sorry.”
Ronnie huffed. “Get some rest.” She leaned in and gave Jolene a reluctant kiss, then left.
Jolene stood there and covered her mouth. She was worried that her mood swings were affecting her relationship. The feelings started to overwhelm her, and Jolene sat out at her kitchen table to cry.
Jolene awoke to find herself in the locker room. She decided she was going to take off her clothes and head to the shower again. When she got to the shower room, she saw Ronnie under the shower, rubbing her long hair and getting the soap suds off of her torso.
Two muscular men appeared out of nowhere and surrounded Ronnie. She put her hands up on a shoulder of each of the men. The started to kiss her neck as they felt up her breasts and ass.
Jolene was about to go stop them when her arms were pinned back. It was Blonde and Latina from the locker room. They were holding her back and cackling. Jolene felt weak and afraid, as she felt her muscles shrinking. Her black hair suddenly turned white. She looked at her hands, which had wrinkled and become covered with dark spots. Jolene’s belly went flabby and her breasts sagged down.
Ronnie got on the floor of the shower as she sicked the dick of one of the men. The other one ate her pussy while she lifted up her leg. Ronnie pumped her head up and down, paying no attention to Jolene.
Jolene yelled, “Stop!” Her voice was croaky and weak, and she could not rip herself away from the sight of her girlfriend getting pleasured. After she spoke, she was frightened as she saw all of her teeth fall out onto the floor, as if someone spilled out a bag of marbles.
The man who was eating Ronnie’s pussy got up and slipped his dick inside of her. Ronnie took the cock out of her mouth long enough to let out a satisfied moan, then went back to sucking. Jolene was forced to sit and watch as Ronnie took the full force of these men giving her a wild fuck.
Jolene struggled to get free from the women, but it was pointless. The two women holding her laughed and shook her.
Jolene shot up out of bed, her forehead covered in sweat. Her heart was racing and she was on the verge of crying. She looked over at her bed, realizing that Ronnie was not there. She let her head flop back into the pillow and tried to catch her breath.
The frustration was too much. The sight of Ronnie with those two men excited something inside of her. Jolene reached over to the nightstand and turned on the lamp. She got out her egg buttplug and double dildo. She got her pyjamas off as she let the dildo rub up against her. After a minute she inserted the buttplug, letting her tight ass squeeze in on it.
She sucked on a dildo end as she clenched her asshole. “So fuckin’ hot. I love you, baby.” She jammed the dildo into her pussy and started to pump it. She lifted her ass to let the dildo jam in and out of her. Jolene rubbed her tit with her free hand as she imagined Ronnie riding on her.
She looked over at her phone sitting on the nightstand. Jolene was dying to talk to her sweetie, but she wanted to let her sleep. She thrusted the dildo in and out as she watched it slickening up. She was panting and moaning so hard that she had to throw the covers off of her. She grabbed the tip of the buttplug and began to work it in and out of her anus while she continued with the dildo.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard the next time I see you,” she whispered. “I love you, baby.” There was a tear forming out of the corner of her eye as she felt the big O building up. Jolene pushed on the plug again as she crossed the finish line. Jolene pulled the dildo out and rubbed at herself until she felt the warm stream come out of her. She let out a moan of satisfaction.
Jolene removed the buttplug, then took it to her bathroom and dropped it and the dildo in the sink. She would have to clean up tomorrow. She wandered back to bed and got under the covers. She was starting to feel more comfortable with the nudity, and let herself drift off totally bare-ass.
Jolene woke up late the next morning. Ronnie texted her to get her up. Jolene let her in, and they had a kiss to show they had made up. Ronnie made herself comfortable as Jolene rushed to get ready.
Ronnie watched as Jolene came in, fussing with her outfit. “It’s not like you to sleep in, babe,” Ronnie observed.
Jolene yawned. “I didn’t sleep well. Honey, I’m so sorry I was cross with you the other day.”
Ronnie clicked her tongue. “Don’t worry about it! Maybe you were right. I mean, I can tone it down a bit in there. Look, God knows you aren’t the first person to tell me I dress inappropriately!”
Jolene was sheepish. “Oh, but you were right about my own activities. I was being ridiculous.”
Ronnie came up and hugged her around the waist. “I love you, batshit-crazy woman.” They kissed.
Brunch was a lovely affair. Ronnie figured on having a mimosa with her French toast, while Jolene went for egg white omelets and tea. Ronnie wanted to keep the conversation light and pressure-free after their tiff, so she kept things focused on her family. She told Jolene about how her retired colonel father was still being hired out as a consultant for a contracting company.
They went to Jolene’s place afterwards. Jolene stretched out on the couch, and Ronnie squatted down next to her face on the floor. Ronnie was playing with Jolene’s hair and giving her a sweet peck every once in a while.
“Feeling better, love?” asked Ronnie.
“Mmm,” replied Jolene. “I feel more relaxed now.”
“You want to talk about what’s bothering you?” Ronnie inquired.
“No,” Jolene said.
Ronnie dropped Jolene’s hair out of her hands. “I mean…I’m trying here, Jo!”
“I just don’t want to trouble you is all,” said Jolene, rolling over.
Ronnie threw her hands up in disgust. “You know what? You can’t just shut people out like this, especially not your girlfriend! Don’t I mean anything to you?”
Jolene started to cry. “I just don’t want to be a burden to you!”
Ronnie got up off the floor. “Well, you have a funny way of showing it! You’re yelling at me about my clothes, you’re always in a bad mood. Fuck, Jo! I am always having to initiate sex with you. It’s like you don’t want to bother with me unless I’m constantly massaging your fragile little ego.”
Jolene cried harder. “You don’t know what I’m going through right now! You’re not being there for me!”
“Oh, bullshit!” exclaimed Ronnie. “I upended my whole life to be here with you! Now you’re pulling this whole routine of ‘Oh, poor little me!'” She folded he arms in disgust. “You know what? Maybe we need some distance for a bit.”
Jolene sat up off the couch. “No! Please!”
Ronnie raised a hand. “I’m too frustrated right now, Jo. I need some space for a bit.” She went to walk out, feeling guilty. She could hear Jolene wailing as she departed.
Ronnie got down the steps, then stopped. “Fuck, she was my ride.” She decided to hell with it and just go for a walk. She could get a rideshare when she felt like it.
Ronnie went to the gym later that afternoon. Jolene was not there. Ronnie was hoping that she could use it as an excuse to bump into her.
Several days went by, and Ronnie still did not run into Jolene at the gym once. She went every night just for a chance to see Jolene again. Ronnie was getting worried about her relationship, and she started to recognize her falling into her usual pattern again. She swore it would be different this time, but she was not living up to her own promise.
Friday night came, and Ronnie wanted to reach out to someone. She called up a familiar number from back in Denver. Ronnie dialed the number on her cell and sat on her bed, waiting with her heart going crazy.
She picked up. “Hello?” the voice whispered.
“Maddie?” asked Ronnie in a small voice. “It’s Ronnie.” Silence. “Vance?”
“Ronnie?” asked Madeline. “What, um…what are you doing calling me?”
Ronnie started to feel the sting in her eyes. “Um…I’m sorry to bother you. I just wanted to talk to someone.”
Madeline sighed. “Sorry, I was just surprised to hear from you. Hang on.” Ronnie could hear a door closing over the phone. “I didn’t want to wake up Corbin.”
“Corbin?” asked Ronnie. “You have a boyfriend now?”
“Uh, yeah,” replied Madeline. “Does that surprise you?”
“I guess not really,” said Ronnie. “I just didn’t think you would go back to driving stick.”
Madeline sighed. “Well, don’t think you should have had that much of an impression on me.”
Ronnie felt her stomach curdle. “Why did you say that? I thought what we had was special.”
“Not to you, it wasn’t” said Madeline. “You broke my heart, Ronnie. You threw me away without any explanation. I fucking hated you.”
Ronnie sniffed, trying her best to hold it in. “I’m sorry, Maddie.”
Madeline let out another sigh, this one meant to be heard. “What do you want from me?”
“I just wanted to call up and say how…I get it,” Ronnie said. “I was wrong to treat you that way. Now I’m doing it to someone else, and I don’t know what to do!”
“Who is it?” asked Madeline.
Ronnie wiped at her eyes. “Her name’s Jolene. She’s kind of older than me, but she’s so sweet and pretty. Now I fucked it all up! I walked out on her when she needed me, and I’m scared that I lost her.”
“I hate to say this, Ronnie,” Madeline started, “because I know you’re probably hurting right now, but…I’m kind of glad.”
Ronnie’s face crumpled. “Why?”
“Because you’re fucking spoiled and selfish,” Madeline told her. “You just treat people like throw-aways. It wasn’t just me, but everyone you were ever with. Maybe you need to hurt for a bit to know how to treat other people.”
Ronnie was tempted to hang up, then she realized it would make Madeline right. By bailing out on this conversation, Ronnie would never fix herself. “What do I do, then?”
“Call her up, apologize, move on,” Madeline said. “Like everyone else in the world. You’re stronger than this, Ronnie. Time to act like it for a change.”
Somehow, Ronnie felt better from what Madeline was telling her. “When did you get so fierce, Maddie?”
Madeline laughed. “I’m getting good loving these days, and a lot more encouragement.”
Ronnie nodded. “Corbin’s treating you well, then?”
“He loves me,” Madeline replied. “I think he’ll always be there for me. It’s…really serious, Ron. Like, you and me won’t happen again. Understand?”
“No, I know,” Ronnie said sullenly. “You weren’t just experimenting for me, Mads. I cared about you. I just got scared and ran.”
Madeline clicked her lips. “Man the fuck up, then.” They both shared a small laugh.
“Okay,” said Ronnie. “I’m gonna find her and apologize. Thanks, Maddie.” She hesitated. “I love you.”
Madeline did another audible sigh. “I love you, too, Ronnie. I just don’t like you that much.”
“Yeah,” Ronnie said quietly. “Yeah, I get it. Thanks.” She hung up.
The next morning was Saturday, and Ronnie tried to get in touch with Jolene. She was not picking up her cell. Ronnie drove over to Jolene’s duplex and knocked on the door. No answer.
Ronnie used the key Jolene gave her and let herself in. “Jolene?” she called out from the front entryway. She walked in and came into the living room.
Jolene was stretched out on the couch, face down in a pillow. She was still in her pyjamas, and it was obvious she had been crying. The living room looked like it could use some straightening up.
“Jo,” said Ronnie softly. “I haven’t seen you at the gym. Are you okay?”
Jolene moved her arms to cover up her face. “Go away.”
“When was the last time you worked out?” asked Ronnie.
“I don’t care,” Jolene sniveled.
Ronnie went closer to the couch. She saw several chocolate bar wrappers wadded up near it. “Snickers!” Ronnie said, realizing she sounded too accusatory. “Oh, Jo! Did this really depress you this much?”
“It’s not that,” Jolene whimpered. “Leave me alone.”
Ronnie got angry. “No, God damn it! You look at me! Yeah, I fucked up, okay? I’m the fucking bitch here, but you owe it to me to at least acknowledge that I have feelings, too.”
Jolene started crying. “You don’t love me! You think I’m old and gross and fat! You want to sleep with those guys at the gym!”
Ronnie gasped. “What? I didn’t do anything to lead them on! As a matter of fact, they think it’s so cool that I have a girlfriend. I’m not interested in them and they know it!”
“Go away,” pleaded Jolene. “I’m tired. I want to be left alone.”
“No!” screamed Ronnie. “Now I know how this feels, and it fucking sucks! I came here to fight for us, and the least you can do is try.” Ronnie went over and grabbed Jolene by her pyjama pants, giving them a good pull. “You get off that couch and you face your problems!”
Jolene held onto the couch cushions. “No! Let me go!”
Ronnie managed to pull hard enough to get Jolene to slide off of the couch. Jolene slumped onto the carpet, clawing at anything she could to keep herself from being dragged.
Ronnie got down and threw her arm around Jolene’s neck. She had no intention of hurting her, but she wanted Jolene to snap out of it. “You’re gonna tell me what the problem is!”
Jolene struggled and fought against her tormentor. Ronnie appeared to have been using her time at the gym more wisely than Jolene gave her credit for. “Get off me! Fuck off!”
Ronnie chuckled. “Well, Miss Prim and Proper knows how to curse, eh? Yeah, fuck off, indeed!”
Jolene reached back to try to get Ronnie’s arms off of her. What she did instead was manage to smack Ronnie square in the nose with her elbow. Ronnie let go, and they both scrambled up onto their feet.
“Oh, sweetie, I’m sorry!” Jolene gasped. “Uh…oh…”
Ronnie stood there as she touched her nose. “Ow! Ronnie, that really…” Ronnie pulled her hand away and stared at her palm. It was bright red. Ronnie looked at Jolene for a few seconds, crossed her eyes, and fainted right onto the carpet.
“Ronnie!” shrieked Jolene, as she ran to try to catch her. She heaved in panicky breaths as she saw Ronnie sprawled out on her carpet.
Several hours later, Jolene was still waiting in the emergency ward. She had changed into proper attire, partly because her pyjamas had blood on them as well. Jolene felt sick from guilt for what she had done to poor Ronnie.
The duty nurse at the desk called out, “Ms. Wyman?” Jolene raced over to talk with her. “Room 47. Ms. Vance said she would like to see you.”
“Thank you,” replied Jolene, and made her way to the clinic room. Jolene found Ronnie lying down on the bed, her nose stuffed with cotton. One of her eyes appeared darker and her skin pasty.
Jolene had to hang onto the door. “Oh, darling, I’m so sorry!”
Ronnie turned her head slightly and looked at Jolene. “By dose hurds.”
Jolene went in and grabbed a chair, pulling it near the bed and sitting down. “I can’t believe I did this to you. You were just trying to help me…in your own way.”
Ronnie laughed, then sputtered as the pain went through her. “Ow. I wadded to doe by you berr dad.”
Jolene heaved in a huge breath. “Okay. I can tell you finally. Remember my doctor’s visit?”
“Dess,” said Ronnie.
“It turns out…” Jolene gulped. “I’m…menopausal.”
Ronnie’s eyes got wider. “Wud? Dad’s id?”
Jolene sniffed and blubbered out a silly laugh. “I know, it sounds ridiculous when I say it. I just figured…I’m only forty-six, and I’m still in good enough health.” She rubbed her tummy. “I just hope those awful candy bars won’t last long.”
Ronnie did another painful chuckle. “Doe. Dey woat hurt doo.”
“I just got scared!” Jolene got a tissue out of her purse and dabbed at her eye. “I mean, what if they put me on hormones and I get ejected from the IIEF? What if I can’t lift weights anymore? What if…” She looked in Ronnie’s eyes. “What if you decide to leave because I’m too old?”
Ronnie held out her hand, and Jolene accepted. “Doo are nod too ode. I doo how ode you were. I dove you decoz you’re you.”
Jolene smiled. “You can still love an old fool like me?”
Ronnie smiled back. “Yeb. I’be not bedder. I dew I was wrogg. I run abay ben thiggs ged bad. I dew thad I had to grow ubb.”
Jolene pushed the hair out of Ronnie’s eyes. “Oh, no. What am I going to do with you?” She gave Ronnie a sweet kiss on her lips.
The door busted open, and a doctor was holding a clipboard. “Whoa! If you need it, we rent these rooms out for an hour at a time!”
Jolene pulled away, and Ronnie sputtered. “Wodge oud. Dizz doggter dinks he’s funny.”
Jolene stood up and extended her hand. “How do you do? I am Jolene Wyman. Thank you for your assistance.”
The doctor shook it. “No problem! I’m Dr. Applebaum. I’m the one who stuffed your friend here full of cotton.” He patted Ronnie’s lower leg. “My little Build-a-Bear!”
Ronnie stuck out her tongue. “Doane dease the payshun.”
Dr. Applebaum turned his attention to Jolene. “Good news is that it wasn’t broken. I assume you’re the significant other?”
“Yes, that’s correct,” said Jolene.
Dr. Applebaum scribbled on a pad and handed the note to Jolene. “We have the finest pharmacy here in the hospital. Get her some goofy pills and follow the instructions on the bottle. You might want to leave the cotton in overnight, but if she had trouble breathing, just yank it all out. Can you handle all that?”
Jolene put the prescription in her pills. “I think so.”
Dr. Applebaum pumped his fist. “Another satisfied customer!” He grabbed onto Ronnie’s foot and gave it a shake. “Don’t be a stranger!” He left the room.
Ronnie sighed. “Whud a dighead.”
Jolene took Ronnie back to Ronnie’s place. Jolene set to work preparing her some soup and tea, as well as attending to all of her needs. She got Ronnie her medication as was instructed. Around 11 pm, Ronnie wanted to sleep. Jolene got the tweezers and helped Ronnie pull out the cotton from her nose. Ronnie gagged and whined the entire time, but Jolene managed to dig them all out. They were red and crusty, and Ronnie had a great deal of mucus leak out as well. As much as it grossed out Jolene, she was happy to do it for her love.
Jolene spent the night, happy that she was back with her honey. Jolene spooned into her, feeling the warmth of Ronnie’s cuddly body. She felt younger already.
Jolene scheduled another doctor’s appointment for hormonal therapy. The doctor prescribed birth control, which surprised Jolene that such a simple product could help regulate her. They were also lower doses, so that it would regulate her estrogen and not cause adverse imbalances, and also helped in curbing her mood swings.
Jolene got to work in the gym, feeling like she suddenly had far more energy. She was also getting friskier, and insisted on having Ronnie far more often to sleep over. Ronnie was enjoying it, even being surprised by Jolene one night as they drove up to a hilltop known for younger people going to kiss or fuck in their cars.
Jolene even took Ronnie out to the desert out in the middle of nowhere one day. While Ronnie assumed they were having a picnic, Jolene took her by surprise and jumped her right out in the open. Ronnie was afraid that someone might come whipping along in a 4×4, but got over it after a while.
Jolene was feeling less self-conscious about her weight. She managed to work off her recent chocolate binge, and dropped herself down to 146 pounds. There was a bit of tension when suddenly Jolene was wearing very revealing clothing at the gym again. Ronnie acknowledged the sudden turn-around in circumstances, saying she got it.
Six weeks had gone by since Jolene had injured Ronnie, and their relationship was stronger than ever. Ronnie decide she would treat Jolene to a special dinner at one of the finest French restaurants she could find in Phoenix.
When the waiter came to take their order, Jolene was reluctant to indulge in some of the richer cuisine. Ronnie was still able to indulge in whatever she liked, much to Jolene’s chagrin.
“Here, let me try for you,” suggested Ronnie, glancing up from her menu. “Nous aimerions le filet mignon avec des légumes frais et un vin de milieu de gamme. Merci.” The waiter nodded and took the menus away.
Jolene’s eyes were wide open as she put her hand to her chest. “Oh…my…” she gushed.
Ronnie shrugged. “I picked up a little French in my travels.”
The two of them enjoyed their wine as they laughed and traded more stories. Jolene saw what Ronnie had ordered, and decided not to complain. The filet mignon looked nice and lean, anyway.
After their meal, Ronnie suggested they go up to the roof. None of the other patrons had opted for dinner under the stars, so they were alone.
Ronnie took Jolene’s hands. “This has been the best time of my life.”
Jolene looked in her eyes. “I’m glad we did this. I mean, everything.”
Ronnie swallowed. “I know. It’s been always hard for me to commit to something, especially another person. Like, if I actually made myself vulnerable, I would be losing something. Now I fond out I have so much to gain.” She took Jolene’s cheek in her hand and kissed her.
“Oh, Veronica,” Jolene whispered. “I love you so much.”
“I love you, too,” Ronnie said. “That’s why I have to do this.” Ronnie swung her tiny purse around and opened the clasps, pulling something out.
Jolene stifled a giggle. “Ronnie? What…um…?” Ronnie got down on both knees as she was wobbly on only one with her high heels on. Jolene was looking down at her with curiosity. “Ronnie? Dear? What are you doing?”
Ronnie held up the object in her hand. The sparkle from the spotlights made an unmistakable dance of colour. Jolene looked down and knew. Her legs almost gave out when she saw it.
Ronnie pulled the ring out of the velvet box and held it up, looking Jolene right in the eye. “Jolene Agnes Wyman,” she started, her breath heavy and her stomach in a knot. “Will you marry me?”
Jolene practically screamed with joy. She put her hand to her mouth, and the tears started to flow. “I mean…are we ready? Oh my God, Ronnie! I mean…”
Ronnie stood up, holding the ring up to her lover. Ronnie stood waiting, so afraid and vulnerable.
Jolene gasped and looked at Ronnie. “Yes.”
Ronnie threw her arms up in triumph as they embraced and kissed. Jolene screamed again and grabbed Ronnie in a bear hug.
“Jo?” grunted Ronnie. “Jo-Jo? You’re….crushing me…”
Jolene let go, then graciously took the engagement ring and placed it on her finger.
“Does it fit?”asked Ronnie. “I got it sized from one of your rings in your jewellery box.”
Jolene held up her left hand and admired it. “It’s perfect! Actually it’s a tiny bit loose, but that’s great for me! Then I can take it off just when I’m at the gym.” She looked at Ronnie apologetically. “I mean…just so I don’t scratch or dent it!”
Ronnie laughed. “Of course!” The two of them held each other and kissed wildly.
Jolene and Ronnie drove back to Jolene’s place. The two of them could hardly keep their hands off of one another as they got in the door. Jolene was giggling like a schoolgirl as she let Ronnie play grab-ass with her.
Jolene gazed at the ring, a solitaire ruby with smaller diamonds surrounding it. “Was it expensive?”
Ronnie waved her hand. “So worth it! I just…hope you like it.”
Jolene grabbed Ronnie around the waist. “I love it!” She howled. “Ooh! I’m getting married again! I thought for sure I would die an old maid.”
Ronnie laughed. “At least you don’t have to explain to your dear old dad you’re marrying another woman!”
Jolene froze. “Oh no! Do you think he’ll be upset?”
Ronnie shook her head. “Colonel Vance loves his little girl too much. Besides, he is going to absolutely love you.”
Jolene took Ronnie by the shoulders and kissed her. “I absolutely love you.” Jolene scooped Ronnie up and carried her to the bedroom. Ronnie screamed in delight while Jolene placed her gently on the bed. Jolene gave her a kiss, then stood up. “I want you to wear something.” She went to the dresser, then got out one of her sparkly competition bikinis. She marched it over to Ronnie. “Please?”
Ronnie stood up and took the bikini. “Anything, hottie.”
Jolene squealed and threw her arms out. “I have a surprise for you! I was going to save it, but tonight I think it’s appropriate!” She took off her new engagement ring and put it in the jewellery box that Ronnie gave her for Christmas. She ran into the bathroom and closed the door.
Ronnie obliged with Jolene’s request, getting completely stripped naked and putting on the sparkly bikini. She paused before putting the top on, lifting her arms and flexing. “You’re so lucky, Jo-Bear,” Ronnie called out. “You got one hot bitch here.”
“Just give me a few more minutes, dear!” shouted Jolene. “Um…so I know you weren’t into the kitten idea.”
Ronnie rolled her eyes as she put on her top. “Yeah. Look, I can get adventurous. We’ll play it by ear, okay?”
“I just hope that this will warm you to the idea,” Jolene called out. “Are you ready?”
Ronnie stood there in her sparkly bikini, her boobs spilling out over the sides. “I can’t wait to see this.”
Jolene emerged, and Ronnie was too stunned even to laugh. Jolene had on a black bikini with a fur lining above her boobs. She was wearing a kitty ear headband, and she had on black gloves with fur linings around the wrists. Her bikini bottom had a fluffy tail hanging from the back. She also had a small black streak going down the bridge of her nose.
Jolene put her hands up in front of her like she was imitating a cat. “Meow,” she said.
Ronnie stood there with a broad smile. “Okay. This is different.”
Jolene put her hands on her hips. “Ronnie! I’m trying to have a bit of fun with this. Please, give it a chance.”
Ronnie held out her arms. “Um, all right. So what do I do?”
“I’m the kitten, and you’re the mistress,” Jolene told her. “I am at your service.”
Ronnie understood. Jolene had done the whole muscle worship routine with her before, but now she was making it more on-the-nose. “That’s a pretty sexy costume.”
Jolene stuck her tail out and made it twirl around. “I was happy to find it. I just felt like showing off a bit with my weight loss.”
Ronnie was eyeing Jolene’s fresh body. Her muscles were starting to come out again, nearly at her prime competition weight. “You know what? Fuck it. I’m all in!” She went to stand in front of the full-length mirror, putting her hands on her hips. “Okay, ready.”
“No, no!” insisted Jolene, giggling. “You have to boss me around. You’re the mistress.”
“Oh, right!” Ronnie got a stern look on her face and pointed straight down. “Come over here, kitten.”
Jolene pranced toward Ronnie, holding up her gloves. She stood obediently next to Ronnie. “Yes, mistress?”
Ronnie admired herself in the mirror, trying to look stoic. Deep down, she was loving the attention. “Massage my muscles.”
Jolene let her hands drift all over Ronnie’s shoulders and arms. Ronnie held her pose with her hands on her hips while she watched Jolene moving along her body. The fur from her gloves was tickling her.
Jolene got on her knees and started to kiss Ronnie’s belly. Ronnie held onto Jolene’s head gently as she threw her head back. “Oh God,” she whispered. “Oh, damn. This feels nice.”
Jolene purred. “Such a nice tummy. So hot.” She rubbed Ronnie’s thighs while she continued her kissing.
Ronnie moaned. “Okay, you know what? This is totally doing it for me. I can see why you liked this so much.”
Jolene giggled. “I feel so naughty.” She worked her way down to Ronnie’s pussy and kissed her there. “Yum, yum.”
Ronnie made a small squeal as she felt her knees giving out. “Easy, girl.”
Jolene started to make gentle scratches along the back of Ronnie’s legs while she kissed her lower belly. “Oh, your little kitten wants to play. Let me do your bidding.”
Ronnie gasped. “Kiss my feet?”
Jolene went all the way down to Ronnie’s feet and kissed the tops. She even ran her tongue up and down her shins.
“Holy fuck!” Ronnie exclaimed. “You’ll do anything I say, won’t you?”
Jolene lifted up her head and looked at Ronnie, then gave her an air kiss. “I’m your kitten, mistress. I will do your bidding.” The way Jolene sat made her ass look like the prefect shape. Ronnie was getting incredibly horny at this point.
Ronnie took off her sparkly bra. “Lick my boobs, please.”
Jolene did as instructed, fondling the sweet orbs and putting her tongue gently on the soft petals. Ronnie put her hands on Jolene’s shoulders as she licked away.
“Harder,” Ronnie commanded. “Suck on them.”
Jolene suckled away at the nipples, giving one a twist with her finger and thumb. Ronnie breathed heavily while she started to rub her own twat. She slid off the bikini bottom and let it fall to the floor, kicking it away.
“Okay, kitten,” said Ronnie between panting. “I’m going to lie down on the bed. You’re going to eat my cunt.”
“Yes, mistress,” Jolene said dutifully.
Ronnie looked her in the eyes. “I said cunt. Do you like me using that word?”
“Yes, mistress,” answered Jolene with pure obedience. “I love to eat cunt.”
Ronnie was starting to sweat. She loved hearing Jolene saying bad words. “Oh, I love it when you swear. Tell me you want to fuck me.”
Jolene got very close to Ronnie’s face. “I want to fuck you like no one’s ever fucked you before.” Jolene flexed her muscles. “Let me pleasure you, mistress.”
Ronnie shook her head with disbelief. She walked to the bed and laid down with her crotch facing Jolene and her legs dangling over the side. Jolene did a slinky walk over to the bed, then stooped down and buried her face in Ronnie’s love-pie. Ronnie watched as the little kitty ears bobbed up and down. Jolene was doing an excellent job, and not showing many signs of getting tired.
Ronnie gave a jolt as she got Jolene to back off. She threw her arm up over her forehead and laughed. “That was nice.” She sat up and gave Jolene a kiss. “You did a great job.”
Jolene smiled and chuckled. “What now, mistress?”
Ronnie reached over and got a tissue from the nightstand. She rubbed the makeup off of Jolene’s nose. “Let’s get rid of this first,” she said, smirking. She tossed the tissue away, then turned her attention back to Jolene. “I’m going to get our strapon, kitten,” said Ronnie. She suddenly looked up at the ceiling and laughed. “Oh my God, this is wild.”
Ronnie went to the closet and got the apparatus, then slipped on a smaller unit to the front. Jolene waited patiently by the bed. Ronnie walked over, giving the dildo a few tugs. She then sat down and got Jolene to come forward. “Okay,” said Ronnie, panting. “Suck it.”
Jolene obediently got down on her knees and took the dildo in her hands. She put her mouth on the fake cock and sucked it nice and slowly. Ronnie was horny as hell watching Jolene bob her head up and down. She looked at her ass and watched the little tail she had on rock back and forth. She leaned back and put her hands on the mattress to steady herself.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this for me!” moaned Ronnie. “I love you so much! Ohhh!” Jolene’s slurping and her breasts resting on Ronnie’s legs were making her lose control.
After a few minutes, Ronnie tapped her on the head. “Enough, kitten.” Jolene stood up. “You have done well. I would very much like to fuck you now.”
“Yes, mistress,” replied Jolene.
“First, please remove the clothes and the gloves.” Ronnie glanced over at the jewellery box. “Wear my ring.”
Jolene did as instructed, taking off her kitty ears, the bra, and her panties. She removed the gloves slowly with her teeth. Watching Jolene bare her teeth made Ronnie jerk off her dildo. Jolene strolled over and got the engagement ring out of the box and slipped it on. “I love this ring, mistress,” she said.
Ronnie felt great joy in her heart seeing her like what she had bought. “Come to me, kitten,” she instructed. Jolene went to the bed. “Lie down,” Ronnie told her. Jolene got on her back, throwing her arms up. Ronnie climbed on top of her and kissed her. “Are you ready?”
“Yes, mistress,” answered Jolene.
Ronnie felt up Jolene’s arms and shoulders. “Oh God, you’re fucking beautiful,” Ronnie told her right into her face. She put her mouth over Jolene’s, and the two of them kissed and rubbed breasts together. “Okay, I am going to enter you now.”
Ronnie pushed inside of Jolene, watching her lover’s expression as it went into her. Jolene wrapped her arms around Ronnie’s torso as Ronnie began her thrusting and pumping. Ronnie propped herself up on her elbows and watched the look of satisfaction her fiancée was getting.
Ronnie suddenly had that word in her mind– fiancée! “Oh my God!” Ronnie exclaimed. “We’re getting married!”
Jolene moaned and bit her lip. “I know, mistress!” She looked at her ring while Ronnie fucked her. “I love it! I want to be with you forever!”
Ronnie got wild with passion when she heard this. “No more mistress stuff, okay?” she told her, laughing. “I want to have sex with my fiancée now!”
Jolene smiled and kissed Ronnie. “I love you, Ronnie! You’re…oh oh ohhhh!” She humped her ass up to meet Ronnie’s thrusts as they pressed their lips together. Jolene wrapped her legs around Ronnie.
Ronnie was getting sweaty and tired, but she did not want to stop. “Do you want to be on top?”
“Okay,” said Jolene. The two of them switched up and Jolene got herself into position. She let the dildo slide into her as she moved herself up and down. Ronnie felt up her breasts, and Jolene put her hands over Ronnie’s. “These belong to you now,” Jolene moaned.
Ronnie grabbed handfuls of Jolene’s ass and began to thrust her hips upwards. Jolene held still and took the pounding, feeling a buildup to climax. “Ohhh, it’s happening,” announced Jolene.
Ronnie gasped. “Come for me, sweetie,” she begged.
Jolene moaned and snarled as she felt it washing over her. She collapsed on top of Ronnie, feeling her now leaner and stronger body. Jolene was so proud of the way her lover was excelling.
Jolene lifted up and stared into Ronnie’s eyes. “Oh, honey! You probably want to get finished off too, yes?”
Ronnie took her strapon off and let it fall to the floor. She fumbled around in the nightstand drawer. “Oho!” she exclaimed. She pulled out the long purple double dildo. “We can both enjoy this.”
Jolene took the dildo, then sucked on one end to get it lubricated. She put one end into Ronnie, then got the other end into herself. The two of them leaned back as they pushed forward and back, letting the dildo work its magic on them. Jolene held out her left hand, and Ronnie grabbed onto it with her own left. They were able to hold onto each other this way, hoisting each other up.
Ronnie looked down at Jolene’s hand. When she saw the ring, her heart started to race. “I’m the man,” Ronnie said, panting as she pumped her pussy.
Jolene smiled as she did her own panting. “What do you mean?”
“I asked you to marry me,” replied Jolene, letting out a gentle moan. “That makes me the man.”
Jolene laughed, the way you do to let it all out. The two of them were releasing all of their fears, their doubts, and their inhibitions. They were comfortable, the way two people who really understand each other could only do. They were a true couple now.
Ronnie looked Jolene in the eye. “I’m so glad you said yes, baby.” She threw her head back and moaned. “I just want to make you happy!”
Jolene bit her lip. “I’m so happy, darling!” she shouted. “Oh, fuck!”
Ronnie looked at Jolene again. “That’s it! Let it out!” Ronnie got excited hearing Jolene letting loose.
Jolene screamed. “I’m fucking my fiancée! I’m getting married to the woman I love!” Her humping was getting more intense, and Ronnie was beyond ecstatic. Jolene threw her leg up over Ronnie’s so that they could scissor with the double dildo. “I’m so glad I found you. You saved me, darling.”
Ronnie was confused by what Jolene meant, but she suddenly forgot about it as she felt the orgasm overwhelm her. Jolene pulled out her end and drove it into Ronnie at top speed. Ronnie’s eyes rolled all the way back. Jolene was almost grossed out by seeing Ronnie with pure white eyes, but it also fascinated her. “Wow,” she whispered.
Ronnie hit the mattress flat on her back as her leg began to twitch wildly. Jolene gently took out the dildo, then held down her fiancée’s leg. “Shhh, honey,” she said in a calm voice. “Just remember to breathe.”
Ronnie tried to take in breaths as her twitching and tensing settled down. She sputtered and laughed as she got herself normal again. “Good fucking Lord!” she said in triumph.
“There will be more of that in the future, love,” Jolene promised her. “A lot more.”
Ronnie sat up and hugged Jolene, and Jolene gave her a kiss on the cheek. They linked their legs together and held each other, resting their chins on each others’ shoulders.
“Jo?” said Ronnie.
“Yes, love?” said Jolene.
“I think I want to have a baby,” Ronnie confessed.
Jolene flittered her eyelids while she hugged Ronnie, her face frozen with a smile of terror.
“Jo?” Ronnie struggled to say. “You’re…crushing me…”