This is another story about my friend Terri. I wanted to do something a little different by telling you the true side of the story and then tell you what I fantasized about later. If you haven’t read my other story – Terri has been a friend for about a year. Our husbands work together and spend a lot of time together outside of the office. I’ve never been with another woman before but have always wanted to. Terri drives me wild – I want her so badly but can’t seem to figure out exactly how to go about seducing her.
TRUE:
Since the weather has started to warm up – it’s time to get out and tan. Terri and her husband came over to our house last weekend. The husbands went to a VW car show while Terri and I wanted to get a jump on our tans.
We changed into our bikinis, mixed up some drinks and went out to the pool. We lay out for a while - venting about work, money and the usual complains about our men. The whole time I couldn’t keep my mind off of Terri’s body. It had been a whole year since I’d seen her in something that skimpy. Her big breasts were bulging out of her string top. What made it even harder to concentrate and not just flat out stare was the fact that she kept adjusting herself. Moving her straps from side to side, pushing and pulling at her breasts. Her nipples where fully erect too. Her nipples are pretty thick and a lot bigger than mine are. Like the tip of your pinky.
After about the fifth time adjusting herself she noticed me staring at her. “This top isn’t very comfortable. I bought it last year and didn’t wear it once. Now I’m sorry that I got it.” She continued to adjust then with both her hands cupped her big breasts in her hands, squeezed them and pushed them together. “You’ve got to admit thought; they make my boobs look fantastic.”
Without wanting to sound to over enthusiastic I replied to her while sipping at my drink, “Sure, you’ve got great looking boobs.”
“Thanks for noticing, Susan!” She started to giggle.
Instantly, I was flushed. I started babbling – trying to backtrack and explain to her what I meant.
“Gee Susan, I was just kidding.” She took a sip of her drink then giggled again.
Terri moved her straps off her shoulder than said very seriously, “I hate tan lines. At least in the tanning beds I can go without clothes.”
I couldn’t believe my luck. She’s talking about not wanting to have her bikini on. My mind raced. I searched for the perfect words, not wanting them to sound too anxious for her to take her clothes off, yet not wanting to sound like I wasn’t interested. Finally, without even looking at her, I asked her if she would rather tan here in the nude.
“You too?” She replied looking over at me. My heart was beating fast and my throat was starting to swell up. I could only get the word “K” out. She hopped up untied her top pulled it way from her body then bent down and slid her bottoms off. She stood there for a second looking down on me. “That’s so much better!” She again cupped both her breasts in her hands, squeezed at them then let them bounce naturally in the afternoon air. “Come on Susan, off with yours!”
For a moment I just marveled in her beauty. Her long blond hair danced over her shoulders, her big breasts with big areolas and thick nipples stuck out from her wonderful body. Her pubic hair was very small. Just a tiny thin strip of hair pointing down to her pussy.