Thank you Chitranna for editing this writing.
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I believe that as a woman I can flirt with both men and women and its fine. I mean how many women do you know that do not enjoy flirting a little with their female friends? It's an innocent little fun thing to do. It isn't like I am trying to get into their panties or anything. I am not a lesbian or even bi-sexual, but I do flirt, and I do enjoy it. Hell, sometimes it is fun to flirt with a friend when their husband is near just to make him think that his fantasy of having his wife and another woman at the same time could come true.
With all that said, I must tell you about the adventure that I took a few months back. It was an innocent beginning to something extraordinary.
I was on my way to visit Sandi and her husband Roy who have been my friends for many, many years. I went to the door, knocked twice and walked inside. It was quiet and it seemed that they were not home, which made me uneasy knowing the door was unlocked. Roy always locked the doors, sometimes even if he was inside and it was midday, he was obsessed with it.
I called out a "hello" and slowly stepped further into the house, hoping that everything was okay.
As I moved deeper inside I heard Sandi call from the bathroom area, "Laurie, is that you?"
I took in a deep breath in relief and responded, "Yes Sandi, is everything okay"
I heard her laugh before she answered me, "Of course. I am in the tub. Come on in and talk to me."
I made my way to her, I had seen her many times in the tub, this was nothing strange, in fact we often picked on Roy saying we were washing and drying each other just to get him all worked up.
I stepped into the bathroom and sat on the toilet across from the tub with a hello. The water was steaming, bubbles floated lazily around her, and the aroma was of roses, "Oh that looks cozy."
She winked at me with a grin, "Want to jump in with me?"
We both shared a laugh, much like usual when either of us were in a tub. I stood up and acted as if I were about to take off my clothes and jump in and laughed some more, "Wouldn't that be a sight?"
Sandi smiled, "I think so, but really feel free to put an arm in, it's very relaxing."
I nodded, "That actually sounds pretty good, and I like swirling bubbles."
I rolled up the sleeves of my shirt and knelt beside her tub. I let a hand skim the top of the water, bursting many bubbles as I went, "This is really nice. I need a tub like this."
She giggled as the water rippled up over her, "Don't move too much around, might get me excited," she joked.
I knew it was a joke, but something stirred inside of me, something I had never even thought about, what if it did excite her? What would she do if I continued? Would she let me know how excited she got? I found myself continuing to move my hands, letting the water move over her. I tried to act as if I wasn't curious about such things though, I didn't want her to be angry, "Like that, oh I'm sorry."
She smiled, "You know the first time I took a bath with Roy, he did that and I almost raped him, I had no idea it would do that to me."
I was taken back a bit by the confession. We had talked about sex, like all women do. But she always seemed like a slow lover, and never spoke of things like how hot or horny she had gotten. I couldn't believe how excited I was getting. I truly was thinking of seeing if I could make her cum with just the water. I knew I had to play it cool. Still, it wasn't like I could actually play with my friend, but I had to play off still as me, "So are you going to rape me?"
She giggled and splashed a little water at me, "In your dreams!"
I mocked astonishment, "You mean you don't want me Sandi? Am I not pretty enough for you?" I moved my hand again, and watched the water lap at her.
Her eyes widened, just for a second, "You are plenty pretty, but I am a married, straight woman. If I was a lesbian and you were doing this, I would already be on you."
I tried to contain myself, but really I felt the heat in my pants, I suddenly wanted her to jump on me, I wanted to feel her flesh against my own, I wanted her to taste me. I swallowed hard, not knowing what to do. Should I stop? Should I test myself? What would I do if she did jump on me? Would I be consumed with desire?
I licked my lips and decided I would test her more, to see what she was willing to do. I rippled more water against her, but let my hand move further up so the tips of my nails just grazed against her nipples under the bubbles.
Her quick intake of breath told me that she was not kidding, this really did excite her. I found my free hand moving to my own thigh, and I lightly caressed myself. Was I really getting this hot over her? Over another woman? Sandi was beautiful, dark hair, deep brown eyes and a wonderful body. Had I been a man, I would want her. But I am a woman, I had no idea she could make me so hot.
My desire to tease her grew, the feel of her hardened nipple under my nail, and the quick breath coaxed me further. I bladed my hand, rested the tips of my nails between her breasts, then slowly drew a line down her body, stopping just above her waistline, "You okay, Sandi?"