"Of course I have cokes. They're in the fridge." Jan continued to unfasten her dress while Linda went to the kitchen. She went to her bedroom for her nightgown and to look for something that would do for Linda. She came back into her living room dressed in a light blue silky nightgown and carrying a pink one for Linda. "I only have one bed but it's a regular size and we used to always sleep in the same bed when we had sleepovers at home."
Linda had a funny look on her face when she said, "So we're having a sleepover, huh? I'm sure one bed will be fine. Now come on over her and try this drink I mixed. See if you think it's strong enough. Do you have any music?"
"Well, nothing real recent but I had a good collection by the time I finished high school and a nice CD player my aunt gave me for graduation." Jan explained as she took a tiny sip of her drink, "Oh, that's plenty strong enough. I don't think I can drink this. I'm not used to it at all."
"Don't think for a minute that I'm wasting my liquor. You'll drink it or I'll give you a spanking you won't forget for a long time."
"You would s-spank me?"
"As quick as I can get your panties down."
"In that case, maybe I better drink it." Jan took a larger sip as she persisted in treating Linda's comments as a joke. What was it with women at the insurance company and their constant references to spanking? Was it the influence of Ms Matthews?
Linda got the CD playing a slow vintage tune and she looked at Jan in a seductive manner, "Take your panties off and come over here so we can dance."
"But we're both girls."
"Shhh, it's okay. Nobody will know and I think I know how to lead. Just get 'em off."
"But why do I need to take my panties off to dance?"
"Because if I have to take 'em off, I'll probably rip them in several places."
Jan didn't have so many pairs of panties that she could afford to treat them so casually. "Oh, all right, but I'm going to look awful silly. This gown is really very sheer, you'll easily be able to see my...my pussy hair." The liquor caused Jan to giggle nervously at the naughtiness she felt. "You big city girls sure have some strange ways," Jan said as she reached under her gown and slipped her panties down and off her feet. . "If you don't quit running off at the mouth, I'll make you take the gown off, too." Linda threatened.
Jan immediately silenced herself although there were a lot of questions on her mind about what was actually going on. Was this the way friends acted in the big city? Going around nearly naked where one girl could look at another girl's intimate areas if she wanted to? Besides, being nearly naked did not reduce Linda's touchy feely ways, if anything, it made her bolder. It was all Jan could do to keep her friend's hands off her ass, her titties, or her thighs. She could hardly concentrate on keeping any kind of dance step going. Eventually Jan just wore herself out trying, and gave up her struggle to keep Linda's hands where they belonged. She reconciled herself to the way friends acted here and allowed Linda to touch her as much as she wanted. She just couldn't fight it all night.
"You know, Janbaby, I've spent a lot of money on you tonight."