I slid into the warm water, letting it crawl up over my thighs, between my legs, then past my belly. The crawl felt more like a caress once the water slipped past my nipples, which had already hardened in the cool evening air. They puckered more at the water's touch, a dueling sensation of relaxation and arousal.
I was familiar with this tightrope of tension. It usually accompanied the soft hum of my faithful vibrator. Milo's cock and strong, hard body usually snapped the tightrope and send me plummeting into ecstasy with no safety net. But I'd never experienced this feeling in my current situation, for this was my first time.
Well, I wasn't sure if it would be my first time. I sure hoped it would be, but I wasn't sure if my feelings would be reciprocated. I didn't want to ruin a good thing with River, my business partner who also happened to be my best friend.
Ten years is a long time for women to remain friends. This is the longest relationship I've ever had with a woman that hasn't ended in a catfight, a grudge match, or straight-up ghosting. We'd both been hurt by girl friendships in the past, so we promised up front that we'd always be honest with each other, no matter how difficult things got. So far, we'd been able to keep that promise -- through weddings, births, family drama, COVID, all of which we weathered together. Not without bumps and bruises, of course, but we've overcome quite a bit together.
Even with all of our history, I was scared to death to share how I had fallen in love with her. Not just as a friend, but as someone I fantasized about quite frequently. Someone that Milo knew would push me over the edge if he talked about her tits when I rode his cock. Fantasizing about her tits in my mouth and her ass in his face was... mind-blowing.
Anyway, back to why I was in the hot tub. This weekend, Milo was gone on a camping trip with his brothers. I was home alone, trying to catch up on work for our side hustle. My bed felt empty, I was bored, and I'd just sworn off alcohol for a while. Getting tipsy wasn't an option, and my ass hurt from sitting and watching TV. I stood up and stretched in front of the picture window, letting the exhibitionist in me hope that someone would walk by and see my dark nipples strain against my sheer white shirt, my thong peek out from under the hem.
I glanced outside and pouted slightly. No audience. As I turned toward the kitchen to grab a drink of water, my phone buzzed.
Hey. What're you up to?
My heart leapt as I saw the sender ID. River.
Eh, not much. Milo is gone for the weekend so I'm trying to bang out some busy work.
I selected a clean mason jar from the cabinet and held it under the faucet, turning the water on.
Mind if I join you? I have a lot of catch-up to do, too.
Normally, this would be a very benign text. Best friends hang out spontaneously all the time. No subtext, no weirdness. But because of the amazing sex with Milo that morning before he left to go camping, during which River had made a fantasy guest appearance, my mind was already deep in the gutter.
Totally! Just know that it's no-pants zone at my house. ;)
This could also be considered an innocent text, because we both preferred to be as unclothed as possible when we were lounging around. We frequently undressed in front of each other and had seen each other naked plenty of times (hello, childbirth). But again, my motive was ulterior.
Lol I wouldn't have it any other way. ;) Be there in 10.
"Don't overthink it, Elisha," I muttered to myself, even as my clitoris started to tingle. "Down, girl."
I settled into the couch with my water and a snack and tried to focus on spreadsheets, but my sex drive was hijacking my brain. I finally put my computer down and went to find my vibrator to ease the tension.
The smooth pink phallic toy played along my inner thighs, and I worked it toward my inner folds, which glistened with need for penetration. Pressing it between my closely shaved lips, I pushed just the tip in while the shaft stimulated my clit. I groaned and flipped over, grinding my hips into the bed to push me toward climax. I licked my lips, thinking about River's nipple sliding between my teeth, and moaned as I heard her gasp...
Wait. Gasp?
Mid-moan, I looked up at an amused River standing in the doorway. My cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and I quickly sat up and tried to conceal the wet spot I'd made on the bed. I smiled sheepishly and turned the vibrator off. "Milo's gone, and I was having trouble concentrating..."
River laughed lightly and finished unbuttoning her pants, letting them slide down her light cream legs into a puddle on the floor. "Girl, no judgment. Trevor and I haven't had sex for two months and the vibrator you gave me has been my best friend."
I laughed, remembering how I'd had to teach her to make herself climax. I hadn't been there, of course, but I'd had to give her pointers over the phone while she played with settings and made herself wet...
