"Man I wish I was half as cute as you." Mary said as she looked Julie up and down again.
"Don't be silly. You shouldn't be complaining how you look. You may not have my petite look, but you are plenty pretty and cute." Julie said as she started to pull Julie up. "I mean first off, if you want a direct comparison, look at your butt." She said as she gave it a little slap, making Mary jump forward some.
"What about it?" Mary asked, now holding both hands over it.
"Well for starters, mine is fairly flat and boring. Now I'm not saying you are fat. However your butt has at least a bit of curve to it, making it far cuter. I'd even go as far as call it perfect." Julie started circling Mary, who instinctively squirmed. "You also have a different kind of cute. I'm spunkier than you, yet you are just a bit sweeter I'd say." Mary was not use to this kind of attention, such an intimate view of her body, someone judging every little thing. Had it not been such a close friend, Mary would have at least covered herself, if not run. Julie then ran a hand through Mary's hair. "Your nice brunette hair is also just darling, so simple yet very beautiful." Mary was really starting to blush now, but for a different reason than usual.
Things were a bit quiet after that. The two could only look each other in the eyes. The two seemed to have just gone through some deep bonding. Both felt closer to each other. Mary was in a way feeling really attached. She wasn't use to such compliments, but she could tell they were very sincere. Julie still had a hand now around Mary's shoulder, the two almost in an embrace. There was very little space between the two, their hard nipples sticking out hard as if wanting to make contact.
Who knows how long the stare would have gone if it weren't for the buzzing sound that snapped Mary out of it. Her first instinct was to squat down and cover herself. She didn't know what was going on. Julie laughed and explained it was just the washing machine being done.
With a sigh, Mary returned to her job of having to do the laundry. She easily recognized her panties as she transferred the clothes. Soon the dryer was humming away, and Julie and Mary were left with seemingly nothing to do.
Julie sat on top of the dryer. She let out a small "Oh my" and then happily moaned a little. With a giggle she looked to Mary. "Well this is quite a pleasant surprise." She said as she continued to sit on the dryer.
"What are you talking about?" Mary asked, not getting what she was talking about.
"Just hop on up and see." Julie responded as she held out a hand for Mary. Mary wasn't sure what was going on, but she did as Julie said and soon the two were sitting side by side on the machine. Mary could tell instantly what the surprise was. The dryer was like a vibrating relaxing chair, although cold and metal like.
"That is a bit nice." She said as she was about to relax.
Julie grinned, "Oh but that's not all. Just open your legs a tad." She said as she pried open Mary's legs with both hands. Mary was about to squeak, but it replaced with an 'ooooo.' "See what I mean?" Julie devilishly remarked as she stretched back a bit.
Mary was a bit lost at this point now. She wasn't expecting the vibrations would feel the way they did. They weren't too strong, but she could feel them. She could feel how they were affecting her. They were sending waves all through her lower half, which meant between her legs. Even as weak as it was, it still had an effect on her little pink parts.
Arousal rising, Mary didn't know what to do. She knew if she stayed on for too long, she might be taken too far. However the spot was a nice place to sit and she was enjoying it. She looked over to Julie who had her eyes closed. She seemed to actually purring, or was it that the vibrations were just turning a moan into a purr sound? Mary even blushed when she realized that technically both of them were mutually aroused next to each other, and that arousal was only increasing more and more per moment.
The vibrations soon were pushing her arousal fairly high. She knew though it couldn't just be that. She knew deep inside the fact that she was naked in an apartment's basement with another naked girl next to her was helping with the excitement. Every time she thought about her nakedness, she'd blush a little bit more and she'd become more sensitive to the vibrations. Every time she thought about Julie being naked and enjoying this, she'd blush a little bit more and she'd become more sensitive to the vibrations. Every time she thought about her own arousal growing, she'd blush a little bit more and she'd become more sensitive to the vibrations.
Sadly or fortunately, the vibrations weren't quite enough. She'd need more stimulation if she wanted it taken any farther. She slowly moved a hand up onto her lap. She retracted it quickly unsure of her actions at that point. She couldn't just do that out of nowhere, not with Julie right there. Yet the embarrassment and thought of the action were only making her want it more.
