Twin Dilemma

I solemnly swear that I am up to no good and will not profit by it. Sigh.
I am not a writer so bear with me as I continue to make corrections to my spelling, my tenses and my impulsive nature. Thank you for continuing to read this.

Chapter 29: Artistic blocks

Chloe irritably pushed a piece of hair out of her eye as she bent over her canvas. Her big show was in two weeks and she had a major creative block that she could not get beyond.
“Damn Malfoy!” she yelled and threw down her brush in frustration. She walked over to her bed. She climbed in and curled up under the covers. It’s what she did when she needed to think.
Draco had generously offered to sponsor her first solo show. He claimed he wanted the credit for discovering a talented “unknown”.
However, he kept trying to persuade Chloe that he had more charms than just wealth and art appreciation. Dodging his passes had quickly become weary. She had begun to doubt whether Malfoy had any real appreciation for her art. She even thought that all his attention might have something to do with her very public break up with the Weasley twins. She wondered again for the hundredth time what exactly had passed between Malfoy and Weasley to make them hate each other so. Er, rather what was between both of the Weasleys and Malfoy.
“Two of them!” she sighed extravagantly. “How could they have failed to mention they had a twin?” How could she have failed to notice a difference!!! Even magical twins identical to the last freckles had their own unique personalities. And to find out in such a public way – how would she show her face in front of any of those people again! Chloe groaned and socked her pillow.
And the boys! Badgering her with demands to choose one of them! How could she possible do that to them?
She thought she had found the perfect guy only to find out her perfect guy required the efforts of two men!
She giggled. “It figures! I find Mr. Right and it turns out to be two Mr. Wrongs! 2 wrongs don’t make a right!” She laughed out loud. “Crikey! I am loosing it,” she thought but couldn’t stop laughing.
One of her studio mates, Helga, popped her head to see if she was ok. Chloe snorted and had tears running down her eyes.
Chloe gasped out” Helga, did you know two wrongs did make a right?” Mister Right!” Her tears of laughter quickly turned to tears of sadness. Helga came in and sat down on the side of her bed. She had been a good listener through this whole ordeal.
“Honey, did you ever think that maybe it does? You were having a wonderful time with them both. Why give that up?” she asked. “Especially if they were as great as you said they were. Why settle for one?” She reached over and began to rub Chloe’s neck and shoulders.
“Oh, that feels so good,” Chloe murmured. “I have been so tense! I have all these paintings to finish and I am stuck.”
Helga, a strong boned witch pushed Chloe over onto her stomach and straddled her saying, “You need to relax so you can free your
Mind to paint. Let me show you how gifted I am at massage.”

“Ok” said Chloe who was rapidly being reduced to gelatin under Helga’s strong and talented fingers. After about 30 minutes Helga asked, “Did either of the Twins do massage like this to you?”
“No.” was Chloe’s muffled answer.
Helga ran her fingers up and down Chloe’s back. She paused for a moment and untied Chloe’s painting wrap. “Do you mind darling it is in zee way?”
“No” sighed Chloe as she felt Helga’s fingers press deep into her knotted muscles. Helga’s hand continued moving up her neck and into her scalp. She then massaged down into each arm out to Chloe’s hands, which she caressed and massaged until Chloe moaned. Next she massaged back out to the spine and moved down she reached her bottom which she massaged thoroughly getting a longer moan out of Chloe. She rubbed down each of Chloe’s legs and on to her feet.
By this time Chloe was putty in her hands. Chloe hadn’t had anyone touch her since her last time with her Weasley.
Helga worked her way back up Chloe’s inner thighs until they rested at the apex. She deftly moved her fingers up under Chloe’s micro shorts and massaged her buttocks and slowly, very slowly worked her way down to Chloe’s crack where she continued her massage, rubbing and gently fingering her opening then reached further, curving her fingers and rubbing along her vagina and up and around her clitoris. Chloe was dripping wet by this time. Moaning and thrusting into Helga’s hand. Helga reached with her other hand and caressed the sides of Chloe’s breasts. She applied more pressure with her other hand and increased the speed of her strokes. Chloe moaned louder and moved more forcefully towards the stroking hand. Helga inserted one of her fingers into Chloe’s dripping slit as Chloe gasped. She followed with another finger and then a third finger while pinching Chloe’s nipples with her other hand. Helga began rubbing herself against Chloe’s ass and began licking and sucking her neck and behind her ear. Chloe shuddered and cried out as she came all over Helga’s talented hand.
When Chloe was lying quietly, Helga gently turned her over.” A good masseuse must give equal attention to both sides.” She stated mater of fact way. She looked inquisitively at Chloe who gave a small nod of consent. Helga followed the same pattern as she had on Chloe’s backside except that she lingered around the breasts. She bent down and captured a nipple in her full-lipped mouth caressing it with her teeth and sucking at it with her tongue. Chloe’s breath caught as she felt her body responding. Helga ground her pelvis into Chloe’s as both their breath became ragged. Her head bobbed between each breast as she teased on and then the other with her talented mouth.
Next Helga reached down and unzipped Chloe’s shorts. In on deft movement she pulled them down and tossed them on the floor She grabbed Chloe by the hips and pulled her closer, She pulled up her own short skirt to expose her bareness and continued to grind herself against Chloe, alternating between hard and fast and slow and gentle. Chloe reached up and placed her hand under Helga’s shirt, finding large handfuls of breast to knead. Helga increased her speed and threw back her head grunting out in German her own release. She flopped over on Chloe and licked languidly at her tits. She began nibbling as Chloe moaned and she pinned her underneath, trailing licks and bites down her stomach until her nose was in Chloe’s bush. Helga parted Chloe’s lips apart and began slow, long, licks from her clitoris to her labia and back up finally plunging her tongue into her slit and inserting it vigorously. She simultaneously slipped a finger gently into her backside coordinating her movement with her tongue motion. Chloe jerked off the bed as the combination of both motions drove her mad with lust. Helga added another finger and mashed her whole face into Chloe’s clitoris plunging her tongue up as far as it would go. Chloe whimpered and gasped as she spurted liquid all over Helga’s face. Helga followed immediately with her own climax as she brought herself to a peak from thrusting against close leg. They both collapsed into a most sticky pile of girl juices and fell asleep.
When Helga opened her eyes she was alone in Chloe’s bed. Chloe was across the room painting away at a table. ”Good Morning,” Helga called out.
Chloe smiled back. ”Good morning.”
“I see you are painting again. This is a good thing yeah?” Helga asked.
Chloe smiled. “My block is gone. I woke up with all these ideas. Thanks for your oh so helpful massage!”
Helga laughed. “And did you solve your twin dilemma?”
Chloe mischievously replied, “Yes, I think I have the perfect solution. My show will be the debut of several surprises. You have been a source of inspiration.”
Helga walked up to Chloe and hugged her. “Glad I could help. If you have any more wizard problems or blocks just come to Helga for a good girl talk”.
Chloe laughed. Helga ambled out of the room, paused and said, ”It is good to have something that Malfoy can never have." She grinned and ducked as Chloe chucked her brush at her head. Helga scampered out.
Chloe picked up another brush and turned back to her canvas. She rapidly began to sketch in painted lines two figures. Eventually color was added and the figures began to take on the appearance of two redheaded, freckled handsome wizards. Chloe’s face was full of satisfaction as she concentrated on her painting. Several hours went by before she stood back and took a critical look. She nodded and picked up her wand, tapping the canvas while evoking several charms. The wizards began joking with her and she walked over to a bookcase and pulled out a beautiful green and gilded volume of
“The Illusion of Life, Charms for the Magical and Artistically Inclined”. She leafed through the pages until she came across the spell she was looking for. She pointed her wand at the protesting wizards and watched as they changed forms and became a classical Greek composition of a centaur fighting a dragon. Chloe’s grin grew quite large as she thought about the other canvases for her show.