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Best Friends, Chapter 1 - It's hot!
Anna (Anna Rose to her mom), Nicole (Natalie Nicole to her mom) and I (Max to my friends and colleagues, Maxwell to my mom) have been friends since college. That was about four years ago.
We stayed in the same town. Anna got the best job, something in finance. Nicole got the next best, something in tech. And I was the laggard, working in an art gallery, creating art and trying to sell it at festivals while hoping to be discovered.
We pretty much did everything together. I did lots of girl stuff with them that I really didn't want to do. I actually went shopping with them. I was basically the bag bitch, but they asked my opinion once in a while. I think I was in love with them both, but could never have said that aloud.
Infrequently, I could get them to attend an Indiana Pacers or Colts game with me, but that was rare. More often, I found myself getting a pedicure with them. I won't lie. A pedicure is sublime. If you tell my few guy friends I have done this, I will deny it to my dying breath.
Nicole, Anna and I spend most of our free time together. A couple of years ago, one of the girls suggested we start to have sleepovers, like when they were in middle school. (To be clear, I never had or went to a sleepover in my entire life. They had to explain the concept to me.)
So, three twenty-something adults began to have sleepovers once or twice a month. We went to Anna's apartment because it was the biggest and she had a king-sized bed. It was plenty for the three of us.
We would go out to a nearby neighborhood restaurant and have a nice dinner on a Friday or Saturday night. Then it was movie night at Anna's. Anna had a nice selection of wines in her wine chiller, so we were set there. Sometimes we would do a charcutier "board" or just a large bowl of popcorn. The girls would get into their pajamas, and I would just be in my typical boy-cut boxers and a T-shirt.
Then there would ensue the discussion: romcom, comedy, classic noir, Disney or something different. I usually went with what the girls wanted, but I snuck in
Casablanca
and the
Maltese Falcon
a few times. What girl can resist Humphrey Bogart in a fedora with a cigarette in his hand?
Most of the time, the girls won, and it was a romcom, as it was this time. We had seen
When Harry Met Sally
like 50 times, but they wanted to see it again.
The girls got into their jammies while I popped the popcorn. We gathered on Anna's immense bed, ready to make gratuitous remarks as the film progressed. That's when the power went out.
It was a particularly hot summer in Indiana. A quick check of our phones told us that the northern half of the city was without power and would be for several hours.
In a short period of time, Anna's apartment got warm. We opened the windows and started a board game. It wasn't long before Anna began to complain. Nicole said, "Well, just take off some clothes and sit by a window."
Before I continue, let me describe my friends. Anna is a beautiful woman with dark brown hair with a hint of red that curls over her shoulders. We tease her from her high school pictures when she had bangs that hid her eyes. Thankfully, the bangs are gone, but her hair is luscious, now flowing just over her shoulders, more wavy than curly. She is tiny, maybe 4'10", not even 90 lbs. Her eyes are green. She has a small mouth and her lips are always in that classic bow, except when she laughs, which is often.
Anna has small breasts that don't protrude much, but they are completely in proportion to her small body as is the rest of her figure. She probably has a 17" waist (I really don't know) and swelling hips that suit her. She's sexy as hell. I really want to see and feel her tits.
Nicole is tall, probably 5'10". She is quite slim and probably doesn't weigh over 120 lbs., not much for a tall girl. She is of recent Russian descent. She has light brown hair with natural auburn tints. She has deep brown, soulful eyes, a wide mouth and thin lips. Her slender legs are long and incredible. She does not have very big breasts, in fact, she says, "There's no way around it. I'm flat chested. If it weren't for my amazing nipples, any teenage boy would have it all over me." Nicole rarely wears a bra, so I have seen her hard nipples through a T-shirt, but I've never seen them for real. Still, I have a great imagination.
Me? Well, I am not much to talk about. I'm a short guy, 5'4", but not skinny as I work out (which I hate BTW). I have light brown hair which I keep quite short and a goatee which I also keep short.
So, this particular evening without AC and the windows open, Anna says, "You're right, Nicole. The only way I'll get cooled off is by being naked by the window. Hell, I don't even feel a breeze from the window, but I'll try anything."
Anna then began to pull her top over her head in that arm criss-cross way that women do, revealing her bare breasts - no bra. I tried to keep my mouth closed as I looked at those tits I had seen in my dreams for so long. They were indeed perfect.
As her nipples got hard, so did my penis.
She then pulled down her sport shorts and thong at the same time. "I may as well cool off everything," she said.
I got harder.
Then Natalie asked, "Is it really cooler without clothes? I'm sweating in places I didn't know I have places."
