Jenny & Laura walked in the door of Laura's apartment on a cool Sunday afternoon after their aerobics class. Laura had met Jenny a while back, and though they had done some casual flirting here and there, their relationship had been platonic thus far. Jenny swung both ways; Laura had a boyfriend, but Jenny suspected there was more to her sexual appetite than just her man. She would find out that she was right.
"Do you want something to eat?" asked Laura.
"Sure," Jenny said. "What have you got?" Sitting at the kitchen table Jenny watched curiously as Laura leaned over into the fridge. Her firm round ass stretched her tight workout shorts as she bent down. Closing the fridge door and turning to Jenny to reveal her chilled, erect nipples through her sports bra,
Laura gave a cute frown and said, "I might not have anything but some PB&J... What do you say?"
"Sounds yummy," Jenny said, speaking more on the topic of Laura's nipples than the sandwiches. Jenny was always transfixed by Laura's breasts when they showered at the gym together. They were perfect D-cups, but they were nice and pert, not to hangy-downy. But the best part was her nipples, big, dark round nipples about the size of a small sand-dollars.
Laura pulled down from her cabinets a loaf of soft thick slices of white bread, an extra-large jar of smooth creamy peanut butter and an extra-large jar of grape jelly. She pulled out two pieces of bread, holding one in her hand as she began spreading on the peanut butter, slowly, almost sensually. Then the jelly. She was about to put the pieces of bread together, but stopped with a twinkle in her eye, looking up to Jenny.
"Do you know what I discovered the last time I made peanut butter and jelly?" Laura asked.
"What's that?" Jenny inquired.
"You wouldn't believe how they... feel. It's hard to describe..." Laura said vaguely.
"Feel? You mean taste?" Jenny inquired.