Shara was a rather bored mother of two. She was married to a wonderful man, and had good family ties and pleasing friendships. She had always felt incomplete though, as if part of her was missing.
One day, while at her best friend's house, Shara saw a sight that awakened the longing and desire that she so seldom experienced anymore. Her friend was changing into cooler clothes. She was walking down the hallway while she did, allowing Shara to get a glimpse of her clad only in a very sexy and suggesting bra and panty set.
Shocked, Shara realized her longing for what it was, and also felt the moisture that dampened her inner lips. She felt flushed, as if there was any way her friend Morgan would notice.
But being Morgan, she did. "Shara, what is it? Are you okay?" inquired Morgan. Shara acknowledged that all was fine, she too was just feeling a little overheated. "Let me get you something cooler to change into," suggested Morgan. "Okay," Shara said.
She filled a water tumbler to the brim, and added a few cubes of ice to help complete the illusion that the heat was indeed what was getting to her.
Morgan returned with a skimpy top and a pair of shorts so tiny that Shara wondered just exactly how she was supposed to fit into them. "Just slip into these," Morgan said. "You'll be much more comfortable if you do."
"I don't know about that," Shara thought. She slipped her own t-shirt off. The slinky little top that Morgan had brought to her was very tight across the bust. She took off her own bra and put the shirt back on. Still tight, but bearable. The shorts fit snugly as well, but it was not uncomfortable. She looked in the mirror and was pleased with what she saw there. Two kids, and still slim. Pretty fit for a woman of 25. Nice breasts, perky with small rosy pink nipples. Ass firm, calves taut.
