Diana considered again the evening before her and the course it would take. She shivered with excitement even as she neared the end of her 30-minute session on the elliptical. She was taking it easy this evening, just doing some toning because she didn't want to be tired out when her friend arrived. It had only been a couple months since that fateful night when an unplanned evening in a motel room with her close coworkers had led from friendship to love-making. The thrill and newness had not yet worn off.
They had met at Anna's house a couple weeks later. Anna was the smallest and youngest of the three coworkers, all of whom took good care of their physical condition. Anna had that petite body with those perky little breasts, and was a bundle of energy and sensitivity. She had mousy brown hair, and nicely shaped girly hips. Anna had invited them over for a follow-up experience and their session of strip-Wii followed by intense oral sex had been everything they could have hoped. Diana glanced down wondering if some of the moisture around her panties was more than just sweat from her jogging.
She finished her workout and headed to the shower and lathered up. Diana was the tallest of the three coworkers at 5'8". She kept her blond hair in a bob, and since their first encounter her pubic hair had changed from neatly trimmed to shaven. Her breasts were a nice medium size, maybe not as firm as they used to be, and certainly not as full as Paula's. She was a little disappointed that their friend Paula was not able to join them this evening; she actually had a date with a guy. None of them had written off guys and the pleasures to be had, but they'd added the fun they could have with each other.
Anyway, Diana thought it might be easier to try something a little different with just one friend. She might feel less embarrassed and awkward trying it with just one coworker than if they were both there. And though she harbored a slight misgiving that her idea wouldn't be accepted she was pretty sure that Anna had an adventurous spirit enough to go along with it and enjoy it. And if Anna didn't want to, there were plenty of other things to do: no big deal.
Diana walked through the house, toweling off as she went, and spending a little time in the kitchen making sure that dinner would be just right when Anna arrived. She was preparing a light Chinese meal which she thought was appropriate since that's what they'd eaten the first night they'd become lovers. She remembered the fortune cookies that they'd read which, with a little exaggeration, had encouraged, perhaps dared, them to have sex with each other that night.
As Diana finished dressing she entertained the idea of skipping dinner when Anna arrived and going straight to the fun stuff, but every time they'd been together they'd found that the anticipation of waiting before beginning their love-making had heightened the intensity of the experience. She still wasn't sure how she intended to transition from dinner to . . . dessert, but it shouldn't be too difficult since they both knew that's what they wanted.
The hour finally arrived and Anna was right on time. Diana opened the door and Anna stepped right in. Diana closed the door and turned around, opening her arms to give Anna a hug. And she could tell Anna was eager as she stepped right into the hug. It wasn't a social lean-over-as-you-hug type, but Anna stepped in close for the full-body-contact hug of lovers. They stood in each others' arms for a few moments, relishing the contact. Anna relaxed her grip, but raised up on her toes as she leaned forward and kissed Diana on the lips. It was easy to tell that Anna would have been just as willing to forego their dinner, but she exercised self-control and stepped back, smiling and saying how glad she was to be here and how she looked forward to their time together. Her voice may have been a little husky as she said so.
They walked to the dinette and sat across from each other at the little table. Anna had brought a little bouquet which they set on the table. They chatted about the recent murder mysteries they had read, the plot twists on the law drama that they both watched, and the natural disaster which occurred just 100 miles away.
The repast went by quickly and they were soon picking up the dishes and putting them in the sink. Diana turned toward the table and saw that there was nothing else to pick up. The leftovers were already in the refrigerator and Anna was rinsing off the last of the dishes. Diana stepped up behind her friend and wrapped her arms around her waist, placing her cheek against the side of Anna's head. She whispered, "That's good for now. They'll keep for later." Anna turned off the water and put the scrubber down. She leaned her head back so that her cheek could touch her friend's and they stood that way for a while. Diana released her grip, reached for one of Anna's hands, and led her back to the living room.
Diana had intended to sit on the couch, but she wasn't displeased when Anna stepped up for another hug. Anna murmured, "Thank you for the invitation and tasty dinner. I enjoy the special time with you. It's too bad Paula can't be here too. And even though she can't, I know we'll have a wonderful time." She fell silent as they continued to hug. Diana reached her hands to the sides of Anna's head lifting it up. She bent her head and gently kissed Anna. They continued that way for a few minutes, gently kissing each other on the lips, cheeks, nose, eyes. Anna began nuzzling and kissing Diana's neck, then gently sucking on it, careful not to leave any marks. Diana sighed at the sensation. Her hands began to roam more freely and she soon had one on Anna's cute butt, squeezing and pulling their groins closer together.
They began to purr and murmur more frequently as their mouths opened and they explored each other with their tongues. They alternated between French kissing, and sucking or licking a neck, nibbling a cheek, pursing lips over the tip of a nose, nuzzling a nose to an eye. Anna was the first to lift her hands to her friend's breast. She gently rubbed the side and they decreased the pressure between their bodies enough for Anna to slip her hand between their bodies and to begin squeezing and massaging Diana's breast through her clothes. Anna's eyes widened as a sneaky smile lit her lips: "You're not wearing a bra. I can't believe I didn't notice earlier." Now that Diana was excited it was easier to tell that her engorged nipples were pressing directly against the fabric of her pullover. Anna pinched and twisted her friend's nipples gently with one hand as she reached the other behind Diana's head, pulling it toward her as she leaned in again for a long and passionate kiss.
They finally broke off and Diana stepped back reluctantly, holding her friend's hands and catching her breath. Her voice cracked as she started to say, "Shall we . . ." and they both giggled and smiled. "Shall we go upstairs?" Anna's eyes were all anticipation as she nodded assent and allowed herself to be led.
They stepped into Diana's room. Diana turned around and briefly kissed Anna again. She reached to the bottom of her friend's blouse and pulled it up over her head. And once again she was captivated by how beautiful her friend was . . . and she wasn't even entirely undressed yet! She reached behind to undo the clasp of her bra and kissed her again. As she was stepping back she felt Anna lifting her own shirt. She dropped the bra and lifted her hands and they faced each other topless. As if by mutual consent they leaned in again for another kiss, feeling the naked flesh of their breasts against each other. They swayed against each other to increase the tactile sensation, rubbing each others' backs and bottoms.
