She is on a Diet

Vania slices a courgette into perfect circles, her vegetable diet still in full swing. Bethsabe steps in and watches. The moment her eyes land on the firm green shaft and on Vania’s tight little body, a spark jumps straight to her thighs. She has a better workout in mind, one that uses both the courgette and the heat already simmering between them. In seconds the two girls are pressed close. Bethsabe’s hands slip under Vania’s clothes while Vania’s mouth finds the soft skin of her neck. The courgette is taken from the board, its cool surface soon sliding between parted legs, then deeper. Fingers follow, tongues follow, and the kitchen fills with soft, wet sounds that have nothing to do with meal prep. Vania forgets every calorie she planned to count. Bethsabe moans encouragement against her clit while the courgette works in steady strokes. Sweat beads along Vania’s spine, love juice coats her thighs, and the diet plan she swore to keep is already soaking into the sheets beneath them.