They get back to the apartment around 1:00AM. It is dark inside when Ann opens the door, but still hot. She goes straight to the window and opens it as wide as she can before the slider stops. She can feel the cool air against her neck and chest. It makes her skin feel clean after hours in the smoky bar. Her shirt still smells like cigarettes and alcohol. She looks at Kelly taking off her shoes. "Do you want some water?"
"Yes, please", replies Kelly, slipping out of her shoes and onto the rug in her bare feet. She is wearing a pair of jean shorts and looks underdressed next to Ann, who is still wearing her grey skirt and nylons from work. Ann goes to the kitchen and runs the tap. She gets two glasses from the cupboard and fills them. Kelly steps in the kitchen and she hands her a glass. "Man, I'm still pretty drunk" says the tall blonde, giggling.
"Yeah, me too. Yeesh"
"Do you mind if I crash here?"
Ann is looking down at her friend's white feet on the linoleum floor. "Sure. There's lots of room on my bed."
Kelly laughs, "Maybe you'll get some tonight after all."
Ann smiles and touches her friend on the shoulder, "It's about time" she says in a serious tone. They both laugh. The two of them often joke about fooling around together, particularly when there are boys around to tease. They even kissed once, at the bar, on a dare. The fact that they left the club early again and Kelly is staying over makes Ann think back to it. They were both drunk at the time - she'd always thought Kelly was attractive, but neither of them had ever done anything with another girl before. It was strange when their lips touched and she felt Kelly's tongue inside her mouth. It was odd and exciting to feel that part of her friend's body.
When she got home later that night, she started thinking about it again. In bed, she couldn't sleep and ended up squeezing her legs tightly around a pillow, imagining a lot of things. Afterwards, she took off her panties and put them beside her under the covers. Slowly, she moved her fingers inside and felt where they were wet, as if she were exploring what belonged to someone else.
This all comes back to her as she is getting ready for bed. The two of them are in the bathroom, drunk, trying to brush their teeth. Kelly has borrowed a shirt belonging to her old boyfriend to sleep in. Both of them are in their panties, wearing just the T-shirts that stop above their knees.
They're always dressing, or undressing, together. Kelly often says it's unfair that Ann, a Chinese girl, should have larger boobs than she does. One night, in front of the mirror, they both pulled up their shirts to compare. Kelly's pink nipples looked minute next to Ann's, which were thick and brown. She figured it was because she was Chinese, but most Asian girls didn't have 36C's. Ann's mother always said she was special.
Leaning over the sink, brushing her teeth, Ann looks up, but suddenly can't find her friend in the mirror. As she is about to turn around, a sharp pain runs up her legs and into her back, making her yelp and spit her toothpaste on the counter. She reaches behind to feel her ass stinging and turns around. Kelly is red and laughing, a large hairbrush in her hand. She'd been hiding behind her.
"You bitch!" Ann mutters, trying not to laugh. Her butt is stinging painfully. "Look what you did too me!" She pulls up her shirt to show a large, red welt. "Dammit that hurt!"
Kelly is smiling. "Oh, C'mon. That's what you get for wearing such slutty underwear!"
"What are you talking about?"
Ann lifts her T-shirt up above her belly button and looks down at her panties. She is wearing a white thong that contrasts sharply with her dark skin. She pushes her crotch forward and lets Kelly see the lace at the front. "I though they were cute?"
Kelly tries to look unimpressed, but she is still smiling. "You might as well not wear anything under your skirt when you go out" she replies.
Ann blushes. When she picked out the underwear that morning, she'd felt a strange tickle go through her body. She liked the way the small strings pulled tight around her waist and between her legs, just barely covering her small tuft of black pubic hair. She was anxious the entire day, thinking about their planned trip to the bar that night. She hadn't had sex in several months. As usual though, she came home from the bar without meeting anyone worthy of sharing her lacy secret.
Without thinking, Ann reaches down and hooks her panties with her fingers. "You're right, I might as well not wear any" she blurts out, pulling the underwear down her legs. She picks them off her ankles and, after a moment's hesitation, throws them at her friend.
Kelly recoils, making a face, "Ew!" The panties miss her head and land on the floor near the living room. Both girls run for them, but Kelly gets there first and grabs them in her hand.
"Ew, they're dirty!" she spits out, loudly, holding them up against the light from the living room lamp.
"Yeah...so are yours" says Ann, pushing her friend onto the floor. Kelly tries to crawl away, but Ann grabs at her hips, tugging at some bright red fabric. Kelly's panties slip down, exposing her small, white bum. As Kelly pulls harder to get away, they come down her legs and Ann yanks them off her ankles.
"Ha! I can see your cunt!" says Ann triumphantly. She is sweating now and kneeling on the floor behind her friend. There is a small tuft of blonde hair showing between Kelly's legs.
Kelly turns around, smiling. "Yeah...how do you like it?" she says, and spreads her legs wide, leaning back at the same time.
At first Ann looks away politely, her moment of triumph broken. When she turns to Kelly and sees the smirk on the blonde girl's face though, she casually lowers her eyes down the girl's body. Kelly's thighs are thin and flexed, lifting her pelvis slightly above the carpet. The blonde stripe of her neatly-trimmed pubic hair is arched upward. Looking down between Kelly's legs, she can see that the hair is trimmed back enough to show a small puffy crack. She can also see a smear of fluid near the bottom, where some of the hairs are sticking together. She doesn't know what to say.
"How do I look?" says Kelly, reclining backward lazily with her elbows on the carpet. The nipples on her small breasts have gotten hard under the T-shirt because of the cool air coming through the window.
"You look wet" says Ann nervously.
Kelly smiles and sits up slowly, her legs still open. She moves one of her hands down her thigh and touches the outside of the pinkish area between her legs. "Yeah" she says tiredly, "I noticed that there is a lot of it tonight." She wipes her finger on the inside of her thigh, leaving a small shiny streak. Ann is quiet, staring at the shiny spot on Kelly's leg. Finally, Kelly pulls her legs together and crosses them. Then she clears her throat, "I want to see you, darling."
Ann looks up, the expression on her face slowly changing.
"I've always wanted to know what an Asian cunt looks like."
Ann blushes again, suddenly realizing what she has started. She can feel the carpet under her naked bum. "You've seen me naked before", she replies, looking down at the carpet.
"Just your big old tits, darling!"
Ann shifts her eyes to her chest and looks down at the swell of her breasts. She lifts her hands and cups them through the shirt, pulling the fabric tight so her nipples and even the wide areolas are clearly visible. "Yeah, they're pretty big" she says.
Kelly smiles. "Take it off!" she says, trying to sound more drunk than she really is.
Ann giggles and starts rubbing her breasts through the shirt. "Yeah? You want some baby?"
Kelly laughs too, "Yeah, show me what you got darlin'!"
Ann runs her fingers over the ends of her nipples and then pauses, circling them, making them hard and pointed. She can feel the tingle again, running down her back. "Ooooooh, you wanna see these?" she chides.
"Mmmm, yeah baby" says Kelly. They both giggle, but Kelly's eyes are fixed on Ann's chest.
Ann reaches down to the edge of her T-shirt. "All right then" she says, swaying from side to side like a stripper would. She starts rolling the shirt up her stomach. When she gets just below her breasts, she pauses and looks at Kelly. The blonde girl is watching intently. Her hand is slowly moving on the inside of her thigh.
Ann pulls the shirt over her head and drops it on the floor beside her. She leans back on her hands just like Kelly. As she reclines, her breasts bulge from her chest. The dark nipples have grown to a half inch or more and point outward towards her friend. She can feel them tingle every time a little gust comes through the window.
