Jane waited at the airport security, her heart beating rapidly. Julie's plane had just pulled into the gate and the passengers were already filing past. Sudden, Jane saw the familiar face of her friend from home. As soon as she could, Jane ran to Julie, giving her a warm hug and a gentle kiss, wrapping her tall friend's arm in hers.
"Oh Julie, I'm so glad you came. I've missed you so much!" Jane said, still hugging on Julie's arm. Julie could feel Jane's large breasts against her arm, sending waves of excitement through her body. Jane had been Julie's younger sister's friend in boarding school, but after they had left, she and Julie had become close friends. Through their friendship, they had shared many adventures, conquests and each other. After Jane had married Geoff, she moved to the States while Julie stayed in England and married Martin. They two women had kept in touch, but this was the first time they had spent any length of time together in many years.
"Oh my God, Jane, look at you!" Julie exclaimed, looking at Jane's trimmed body. "I love that outfit. You look so young and sexy, hon." Jane smiled, giving Julie a quick spin. Her tight top laced across her large breasts, revealing ample cleavage, while her skirt, not as short as a 16 year old's was daring for a woman in her mid-twenties. Julie felt a little self conscious in her rather plain blouse and trousers. Julie and Jane had always dressed alike, pushing the boundaries in their younger days, but since being married, Julie had become more reserved and staid. Her husband of five years was the jealous type. Julie was afraid to look too good for fear of getting him upset with her in case another man looked at her. She had confided in Jane that she was a little disappointed in how her life was heading. She loved Martin very much but felt confined in their relationship. She hoped that some time with Jane might rekindle some of her youthful spirit. In just the first 10 minutes, she felt herself relaxing already.
Jane pulled the little blue sports car to the door while Julie waited with her bags. Julie watched as Jane, bubbly and so full of life, took the two bags from her friend.
"What a lovely car, Jane," she said, admiring the Porsche Boxster. She then saw Jane lifting the front and rear hoods. "Where's the engine?"
Jane laughed, "I'm not too sure. I think its here," pointing to just behind the seats. "Its Geoff's car. I wanted to have it today. Its such a beautiful day, I thought you would like it." Julie smiled, nodding her head. Once the two bags were in the car, Jane sped away, weaving in and out of the slower moving airport traffic. Julie looked at her friend, at home in her new home. Julie felt herself becoming slightly wet as she glanced at Jane's lap, her skirt barely covering her shapely thighs. The wind blew threw Julie's hair, blowing away the cares and worries she had left back home.
On the drive, Julie watched as the houses changed from small homes, typical in size to ones in England to larger, estates, with huge lawns, old trees and long driveways. Once in Jane's neighbourhood, the homes weren't quite as large but were still bigger than most back in England. Jane explained that unlike England, the US had an incredible amount of land, so everything really was bigger here.
"Everything?" Julie asked mischievously. Jane giggled, nodding her head. Jane pulled into the garage of a two story Georgian home. Once inside, Julie looked at the beautifully decorated house. In England, she and her husband were pretty successful but no one they knew lived in a neighbourhood like this, with so much land and house to take care of. Jane could tell that Julie felt a little uneasy. She took her friend's arm in hers, kissing her gently on the cheek.
"I know it's different from back home, Julie. It took me a long time to get accustomed to it," Jane said warmly to her friend. Jane looked into Julie's eyes, her hand sliding down to hold hers. They stood there for a moment in silence, before Jane interrupted. "I'm sure you're tired from the flight. Why don't you change into your bathing suit and let's lie out by the pool? I'll get us a pitcher of drinks and we'll just relax and catch up," Jane said, smiling.
Julie's eyes widened, "I forgot my suit, damn it," she said.
Jane just smiled, "You can just wear one of mine, baby." Julie smiled, feeling herself becoming at ease with her friend. It had been a long time since she had heard Jane call her that. It brought back a rush of memories, delightful memories that had been pushed to the back of her mind. She followed Jane upstairs, into the large master bedroom. Jane led her to a closet and to a shelf filled with many bathing suits."
How many do you have, Jane?" Julie asked, amazed at the different styles.
Jane giggled, "Since we have a pool and we entertain here a lot, I just HAVE to have a new suit for each party." Julie laughed, remembering that Jane had always been one to dress appropriately. Jane pulled a two piece out, handing it to Julie. "Here baby, put this on and I'll meet you by the pool." Jane, being several inches shorter than the 5'8 Julie, tiptoed and kissed her gently on the lips, then turned and hurried down to the kitchen.
Julie opened the large French doors to the back yard, walking to the pool. Jane was still in the kitchen, mixing a batch of Margaritas in a large pitcher. Julie felt a little uneasy in the bathing suit. The bottom barely covered her rear. Not that she had a large bum, in fact, she was often complemented on it. But the bathing suit was just that small. She could not imagine Jane wearing the top, either. Even though Jane had larger breasts than she did, Julie felt as though she was about to fall out. But the shape of the cups held her firm and even as she walked down the stairs, her breasts bounced but stayed in the cups.
Julie laid a towel on a chaise and lay in the chair, feeling the warm spring sun on her body. A few minutes later, Jane walked out, carrying a tray and two large glasses. Julie watched as her dear friend came closer, taking in her vibrant figure and spirit. Jane had on an even smaller bathing suit, her large 38DD breasts barely supported by the thin straps and small cups. Her thong bottom was less than 2" wide across her mound.
"Oh my, Jane... what do you have on?" Julie said, almost choking on her words. Jane, giggles, spinning for her, wiggled her firm, round bum at her friend.
"Do you like it, hon? I just bought it last week, just for you. Geoff and I are planning a pool party this weekend in your honour," Jane said as she sat the tray on the table next to Julie. "If you want, you can wear it."
Julie laughed, shaking her head. "I could never wear anything like that. I would be too embarrassed," Julie answered, realizing that she may have hurt Jane's feeling. "I mean, I love it, it looks great on you, it really does. But I've become more modest the past few years. I don't dress like I once did." Jane could hear a touch of sadness in Julie's voice. Julie used to be as wild as Jane. She dressed very sexily and loved to tease the men around her. Since marrying though, she had become more demure and cautious. Jane decided that it was her duty to bring her old friend back.
"Nonsense, Julie. You can wear this easily, or anything I have. Later this week, we'll go through my clothes and you can try some on, maybe even get you a new wardrobe for Martin, put some spice back into your life," Jane said, sitting on the chaise with Julie. They were already almost through with their second large glass and the tequila was having its desired effect.
Jane reached for a bottle of sun-screen, "Julie, you will definitely need this. You aren't use to this Southern sun and we don't want you to burn on the first day," Jane said as she rubbed some lotion on her hands. Julie turned onto her back, feeling Jane's hands rub the cool lotion onto her back and shoulders. Jane sat to her side, her hips against Julie's. Jane massaged her friend's shoulders, spreading the lotion across her body. Julie moaned softly, being seduced by the tequila, sun and her friend's fingers. Jane slid her fingers along Julie's sides, her fingertips brushing against Julie's mashed breasts. Julie bit her lower lip, her breathing deepening. It had been a long time since she had been with another woman, only a couple of times in the past six years, and only once since she had been married. Martin didn't know of her sexual longings and she felt that he would be upset to know that she was bisexual.
"You're very fair, baby, so you have to be very careful about the sun," Jane said softly, her hands caressing Julie's back. "You don't need any tan lines on your back, either," she added cheekily.
Jane unhooked the back strap, letting the ends fall to the side. Julie began to feel her pussy becoming wet again, her hips pressing against the chaise. Jane continued rubbing the lotion on to her body, her fingertips rubbing harder against the sides of Julie's breasts. Jane worked down her friend's back, to just above Julie's still beautiful arse. Sliding her hand over the round cheeks, Jane spread the lotion down Julie's thighs and legs. Julie began to feel that feeling she thought she had lost, passion, desire. Jane worked her way back up Julie's legs, her hands brushing against her pussy from behind. Julie jumped slightly, then pressed her arse back against Jane's hands, increasing the pressure on her lips. Julie rocked her hips slowly against Jane's hands, feeling them rubbing against her cheeks.
"Ooohhh God, Jane... do you know what you're doing to me?" Julie moaned, her face buried in the towel.
