Kelly looked at her phone, vibrating on the sofa next to her. It was Sophie again, this was the third time she'd called. Kelly sighed, if she didn't answer it then she'd only keep on ringing.
"It's about time you answered, are you still moping around? Well that changes tomorrow, we're going out for the day," Sophie told her.
Kelly started to protest but Sophie was having none of it, telling her she wouldn't take no for an answer. Kelly reluctantly told her okay, she'd go out with her if only to keep her quiet. Putting the phone down she sighed, maybe it was time she left the house and got her life back on track again.
Six weeks had gone by since her marriage collapsed and her husband moved out. Her friends kept telling her it was for the best so why didn't she feel like that? Thirty-seven years old now, three months before her nineteenth birthday they'd been pressured into getting married by both sets of their parents. Pete already had a son from a previous relationship but his wife had sadly died giving birth. They'd been happy enough together, or so Kelly thought until she found out that he'd been cheating on her and he'd left.
Sophie had told her on several previous occasions that he'd been very flirty with her, but Kelly didn't believe it. Yes, Sophie was very pretty, but Pete wasn't like that at all. Sophie herself had told her that she wished she had a set of breasts like Kelly's, being a 32B and being jealous of Kelly's 34D cups. Pete however told her he hated people staring at them, getting her to wear loose-fitting tops or jumpers to hide them. He'd made her feel that hiding them away was a good thing.
10 am the next morning and Sophie was ringing her doorbell. She entered the house like an excited puppy, then frowned and looked at Kelly.
"You're not wearing that are you?" she exclaimed, pointing to Kelly's jumper, "it's beautifully hot outside and you'll be far too warm in that. Come on, let's go and find something better for you to wear."
She grabbed Kelly's hand and pulled her upstairs with her, racing to the wardrobe and flinging the doors open. Kelly sat on the end of the bed while various items of clothing got tossed onto the bed next to her. Suddenly Sophie cried out excitedly.
"This is perfect, I don't think I've ever seen you in it?" she said.
She turned with a white summer dress in her hand. She held it out to Kelly and nodded to it.
"I can't wear that, it's too..." Kelly started to say.
"Revealing? Bollocks, that's Pete talking. He's not here any more so you can wear what you like," Sophie scolded her.
She stood frowning at Kelly until she took the dress, undressed down to her undies and put it on. Sophie smiled upon seeing her wearing it.
"No wonder Pete didn't like it, look at those bad boys on show," Sophie whistled as she stared at Kelly's cleavage.
"It's showing too much, throw me a t-shirt and skirt like you have on," Kelly pleaded.
Sophie ushered her out of the door and back downstairs before Kelly could change her mind.
"Slight change of plan as I have to go to work later, we're still going to the cinema this morning, then I know a pub where we can have something to eat, then I'm going to work from there. I'll make sure you're in a taxi first though," Sophie explained.
Sophie walked out of the front door while Kelly paused to look at herself in the mirror on the wall. Having had long blonde hair for most of her adult life, she was getting quite accustomed to the short bob that Sophie had persuaded her hairdresser to give her, telling Kelly that it would perk her up. It was something she wouldn't have dared to do when Pete was around.
They took a taxi into town as the film started at eleven. Has they queued for their tickets Kelly noticed a group of three lads watching them, nudging each other as they did so. The tickets bought, they walked into the darkened room and took their seats, Sophie wanting to sit towards the back. Just before the film started Kelly saw the lads come in to watch the same film as themselves, sitting on the same row but closer to the next walkway over.
The film had a couple of scenes that were a little more risque than Kelly had imagined, and when they came out Sophie only seemed to remember those parts, giggling as she described them back to Kelly, even joking that she'd imagined herself to be the star of the film when one of the scenes played out, a scene with three men with the female lead.
She grabbed Kelly's arm and pulled her with her, telling her that the pub was down the street. On the way, she told Kelly they'd have time to eat and maybe have two drinks before she would have to leave to get to work. As they reached the pub and were waiting to order, the three lads came in. Kelly told Sophie she was going to their table while Sophie waited for their drinks.
"Those lads were watching us when we got to the cinema, they watched the same film as us too," Kelly told Sophie when she'd joined her.
"They're quite hot actually, especially the one with the floppy hair," Sophie giggled.
"Behave yourself, they're barely as old as my stepson," Kelly replied.
"Well, they're definitely old enough as we watched an eighteen-rated film, and the barman has just asked them all for ID which they all had," Sophie giggled again.
She smiled and waved flirtatiously in their direction, then started laughing.
"It's a pity I have to go to work," Sophie laughed.
"Hey, you're the one that's still married remember," Kelly gasped.
"There's no harm in window shopping," she giggled again, "and it means you get more for yourself."
"Oh god no," Kelly gasped again, "although the floppy-haired one is quite fit isn't he," she laughed.
"Even if you're not bothered about later, a bit of harmless flirting won't hurt will it," Sophie laughed.
She leaned across to undo the top button on Kelly's dress to expose a little bit more of her ample cleavage, but as she did so the button fell off and rolled across the floor. Kelly leaned forward to catch it but missed, but did manage to make her breasts jiggle about in the direction of three glaring sets of eyes.
