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Sarah looked across the room to the other bed where Tracy was laying on her side. In a tight gray T-shirt that stretched over beautifully rounded breasts, and cut-off denim shorts, she looked more like a teenage girl than the 28-year old she was. She also acted more like a teenager and it was that energetic quality that had made them friends.
They were sharing a room in Vegas, and after two nights of gambling and living it up with too much booze and too much fun, they were now in the hotel room resting and preparing for the flight home the next day.
"God, my body hurts!" Tracy groaned as she rolled over. Sitting up, she arched her back as she tried to stretch around and rub her sore muscles.
Sarah laughed and looked at her friend in amusement. "So tell me, was it the attempted climb up the Eiffel Tower, the fall into the fountain, or the naked streaking down the hallway that did you in?"
Tracy choked back a fit of giggles. "Naked Streaking? Did I do that?"
Nodding with exaggerated slowness, Sarah watched Tracy's mouth break open in a grin as her face slowly heated with amused embarrassment. With a wry voice, Sarah said, "Remind me to never let you near a bottle of Tequila again."
Tracy groaned, "Well, at any rate, I need a masseuse."
Sarah glanced up from her packing, "I'll give you a back rub. Let me get the lotion."
Walking into the bathroom, Sarah grabbed a bottle of lotion. Taking a moment to wash her hands, which had started to sweat a little at the thought of touching Tracy's bare skin, her mind raced with scenario after scenario. She had been attracted to this woman for a long time and although she had never been with another woman, she longed to be with Tracy.
They had met four years ago at a bachelorette party and, after what could only be termed an 'enlightening' conversation regarding airports and Ben Wa Balls, Sarah had been captivated. Tracy had an intoxicating sexuality that was only enhanced by her playfulness and sense of adventure. However, as curious and open as Tracy was, Sarah knew that she had never been with another woman either, and more than once Sarah had fantasized about taking their friendship to that level and being each other's first.
As Sarah walked back into the room carrying the bottle of lotion, she watched as Tracy pulled her T-shirt up and over her head. Tracy was sitting up facing the big window that took up the better part of one wall, and the lights streaming in cast a glow on her body. Sarah's eyes riveted to the smooth pale skin and as they did, she swallowed audibly, a tremble passing down her limbs. Sitting down on the side of the bed, she poured some of the lotion into her hand and rubbed it on Tracy's back, using a small circular motion. Tracy relaxed beneath Sarah's touch and her head lowered, cascading her hair forward and exposing a slim neck Sarah was aching to kiss.
Being this close to Tracy's nakedness was sending shivers down Sarah's core that were ending in pools of wetness deep within her. Slowly bringing her hands up the full of Tracy's back and using her thumbs to massage along her spine, she admired the softness of her skin. Gently kneading her shoulders to work out the knots, she took a deep breath and attempted to settle the butterflies in her stomach. Her mouth felt dry and she licked her lips in an attempt to work some of the moisture back into her mouth. If ever there was going to be a chance to have something happen with this woman, that chance was now. She just needed courage.
Sarah had seen Tracy naked many times but this was the first time she had touched her bare skin. She knew about the small birthmark high on Tracy's shoulder, and she used her palms to rub lightly over the top of it. She knew that the small white scar beneath her shoulder blade was from a camping trip they had taken a year ago- and she let her fingers explore it. Sarah let her eyes roam over Tracy's body and noticed a new bruise at her waist. Touching it gently, she asked with sympathy, "Is this from the fountain? Does it still hurt?" Tracy nodded, and huskily whispered, "A little."
Sarah gently used the backs of her fingertips to gently brush over the bruise. Then, bending down slowly placed a light, feathery kiss over it. She felt and heard Tracy take a quick breath, and Sarah held her own breath waiting to see what kind of response would come from that action. When no words followed, Sarah found her courage and let the words come out.
"Tracy... Have you ever thought about being with another woman?" she asked hesitantly.
Immediately, Sarah felt Tracy's muscles tighten and tense and she held her breath waiting to see what would happen next, continuing her ministrations on Tracy's bare skin. Sensing that Tracy was still working up the courage to answer, she gently used the backs of her fingers and nails to gently caress down Tracy's arms and then back up. Gently, lightly touching her. Soothing her. She heard Tracy take a deep breath, swallow, and then clear her throat.