"Sigh!"
Elizabeth looked over her sunglasses at her best friend. "What the hell is wrong now?" She demanded.
Dawn shook her head. She knew that she should be happy. Here she was, finally free after three years of being chained down in a bad relationship, surrounded by the beauty of Elizabeth's landscaped grounds, lounging in the sun. Yet, she just could not feel the elation Elizabeth expected of her. She did not miss Mike, nor even want another boyfriend right now. But, something was missing. She felt hollow and lonely inside.
"Well?" Elizabeth questioned, taking the sunglasses off and exposing her beautiful emerald eyes.
Dawn waved her hand, silently letting Elizabeth know that the topic was not up for discussion. Elizabeth groaned and re-positioned herself to face the pixie-like blonde beside her.
"You had better not be thinking about Mike! I told you I would spank your ass if I caught you thinking about..." Elizabeth trailed off, wondering why Dawn was blushing and looking away. She then realized that her one of her breasts had freed itself from the tiny black halter-top it had been imprisoned in. She laughed at Dawn's embarrassment and pulled the top off, "Damn it! They're just tits! You have a couple too, you know!"
`"Omigod!" Dawn gasped, then started giggling like a schoolgirl.
Elizabeth was a wild child, and Dawn loved her for it. She had always been more free with her body than almost anyone else Dawn knew. Elizabeth had worked as an exotic dancer at one time, and had enjoyed a great variety of carnal experiences. Her many lovers, both male and female, had always treated her lavishly. She liked to joke that she was a self-made woman. Her fortune had been made in ten short years, amassed using her pussy as well as her brain.
There were not many men on the planet who could resist Elizabeth. She was a tall, exotic looking beauty. Her chestnut hair was thick and hung down to her thighs. She was dark complected, thanks to her mother's Native-American heritage. Her father's Irish blood had blessed her with her large, emerald eyes as well as her quick wit and uncanny ability to drink anyone under the table. No one could figure out from where she had gotten her devil-may-care sexual attitude, but she cherished every moment of her womanhood.
Dawn was still looking down at the her own chest. Her body did not compare to Elizabeth's, in her opinion. She was tiny: She barely wore a size four petite, and she only had a b-cup chest. Her hair was blonde, and she kept it trimmed in a short page-boy style. While Elizabeth was beautifully tanned, Dawn was fair and had faint freckles dotting her nose and cheeks. She had known Elizabeth since high school, and never in their ten-year friendship had she felt beautiful beside her.
"C'mon," Elizabeth teased, "Why are you embarrassed? You act like you've never seen a topless woman before. Hey, sunbathing nude keeps the tan-lines away."
"You lay out here naked? In broad daylight?" Dawn looked around for peeping neighbors. Of course, there were none. Elizabeth's back yard was several acres large and surrounded by a high wooden privacy fence.
"Yeah," Elizabeth shrugged slyly, "I skinny-dip, too."
Dawn laughed heartily and gazed at her friend. She was absolutely beautiful. For a split second, she allowed herself the mental image of Elizabeth stark naked, swimming carefree laps in the pool.
Elizabeth noticed the change in Dawn's eyes, and became intrigued. Dawn had always been as straight-laced as the average Puritan. Elizabeth loved her passionately, but had never showed it. She knew that no matter what, Dawn would never allow herself to do anything she considered "wrong." Or, would she? After three unsatisfying years with Mike, and five years of being almost celibate, what if Dawn was ready for a change? Elizabeth chuckled to herself, enjoying the challenge.
She stood up slowly and stretched, displaying her huge 34-D breasts in their best pose. This time, Dawn did not look away.
"I think a skinny-dip sounds good right now. I'm hot," Elizabeth pouted slightly, then pulled off her black bikini bottoms. "Hey, chick, why dontcha join me?"
Dawn watched as Elizabeth turned and dove gracefully into the pool. Why not? Lots of teenagers go swimming nude just for the adventure. Here she was, thirty years old, and feeling left out of the fun part of life. Her body ached to experience something more than "Wham, Bam, Thank You Ma'am". Impulsively, she pulled off her own bikini and stood up to pull off her shorts.
"Hello?" A deep male voice called from outside the gate.
"Oh no! That's Jeff!" Elizabeth's eyes shone as she hurried out of the pool.
Panicked, Dawn did not even think of her clothing she had thrown on the ground. She ran into the house, her friend directly on her heels. They shut the storm-door just as Jeff opened the back gate.
"Who is he?" Dawn asked, trying to re-gain her breath.