It was over a week before Annie and Jen saw each other again. This was not so much by design as it was a matter of 'life' getting in the way. They were, of course, married mothers of school aged children. Yet, it had been much longer than either woman had expected or wished for.
Finally the day arrived. Annie invited Jen over for some coffee and a chat, as they had previously always enjoyed while the kids were at school and their hubbies were at work. It was about 10AM when Jen arrived at Annie's doorstep, dressed only somewhat more provocatively than usual -- if one could call it that! A knee length skirt and buttoned up long sleeve top that not only seemed to cling to her in the right places but had the top three buttons conveniently undone; exposing a little more cleavage than was usual for this rather conservative and refined lady. She had no expectations of anything more than what was offered that morning and had mostly put out of her mind that night where she and Annie had explored their interest in lesbian movies.
Annie was no less provocative, indeed a little more so as her recollection of that night was much more vivid than that of her younger, bigger friend. She was wearing a much shorter denim skirt than what Jen was wearing; exposing more leg and some thigh underneath. As well, Annie had on a rather loose fitting sleeveless blouse, which was far sheerer and lower cut than what Jen would have normally expected from her friend on a weekday morning. It was obvious that when Annie would lean over, even a little, that you could see almost everything down below and what was there was a very pretty sheer black lace bra that hardly seemed to cover most of Annie's comparatively smaller but perkier breasts.
Annie answered the door and smiled as she saw her friend, but it was a far more mischievous and impish smile than she normally gave out. "Hello, Jen, how are you sweetie?" Annie asked her usual opening question as she leant into her friend and gave her a hug.
"I'm fine, hun, and you?" replied Jen, with her standard answer and reciprocal hug with a quick rub of Annie's back. As Jen did this, she noticed her friend's attire and thought it unusual for her to dress this way on what was nothing more than a normal school day morning.
Annie turned and led Jen to the dinning room table where the cream and sugar were set. Jen soon sat at the table legs crossed but, without realizing it, had allowed her skirt to ride farther up her legs than was usual for her. Annie noticed her friend's bared legs and felt a tingling between her own. Nevertheless she carried on making the coffee only feet from her friend. Annie began to muse to herself that maybe this was a good opportunity to test the waters of engaging in more than coffee and a chat with Jen. Still, she was fearful of scaring off or even losing her friend by any sudden changes in course.
As such, she decided to use more flirtatious means, as well as reigniting their ongoing discourse on sexuality (as if it was so 'academic'!).
Annie and Jen carried on with their usual light hearted banter, silly gossip and inside jokes, while Annie finished making the coffee. As she did this she decided to get out two coffee cups she rarely used from a higher cupboard shelf. Avoiding the use of a foot stool, Annie reached high up for the cups, thereby making her skirt ride well up her short, yet attractive, legs. Feigning inability to immediately find the cups, Annie searched around in such a way as to make her body and skirt sway and her hem rise up to expose all the more thigh. Jen was quick to notice her friend's position and felt a warming that reminded her of that 'girls' night' DVD session more then a week before. She gazed at and sized up Annie's fine legs and found her mouth, unexpectedly, watering.
The conversation continued much as before but a certain edge began to enter it. A diversion to more provocative topics gradually laced their discussion, with Jen asking Annie how her love life was. Annie just giggled, as she brought down the second cup (a twinkle in her eye as she noticed Jen's far too obvious gaze at her legs, which Jen quickly diverted when her friend looked over at her).
"Well now that you mention it, it has been a little more intense over the last week or so," Annie mused and then just laughed again, quite knowingly believing Jen should know full well why this change had emerged. "I think Ted and I have had more sex in the last week then the last two months and in more positions, with more of a wild edge than I think we have had in the last few years!"
Jen laughed a little too, but more subdued and with an embarrassment about her. Jen knew only too well what might have created this intense desire for sexual satisfaction in her friend; it was the same one she had been feeling though she had done more to restrain it since that night with the DVD. "Well, I'm sure it was just that time of month or he was especially amorous or good in bed," Jen replied, rather sheepishly.
"Oh, I don't know about that, darling, my cycle hasn't yet hit that special time and Ted wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary, hell, if I hadn't pushed him to do even more than usual a couple of times, I am sure he'd just want to do the usual missionary position and go to sleep!" With that Annie threw back her head and cracked up with a wicked laugh. Jen was feeling stunned but increasingly aroused by the thought of what Annie may have done, but more than that, what drove her to it -- it was the DVD and that night; she just knew it.
Annie poured out the coffee for the women, leaning over near her friend her see through blouse dropped open in such a way that her cleavage was very evident -- indeed her entire bra and the form of her breasts, all the way down to a glimpse of her flat belly, was fully visible to Jen. It was near impossible for Jen not to look down her friend's top and see this sight, one that included an almost completely clear view of Annie's areolas through the very fine fabric of her bra. Jen felt more warmth and a sense of growing wetness between her legs as she observed Annie's body. She bit her lip to restrain her feelings only to see that Annie was grinning at her before sitting down to sip her coffee.
"You like some cream, sugar?" Annie said with a giggle and a wink. Jen merely nodded and smiled, playfully toying with a lock of her hair. Annie poured the cream then took another sip of her coffee and licked her lips in a highly lascivious manner, "So what were we talking about again? Oh yes, sex! How could I forget? Now you know I have been wondering what else there is, sexually speaking of course, that one could do that might be very naughty and sensual?"
Jen shrugged but then, almost in a whisper replied, "I don't know, I have been curious about that as well."
Annie noticed that Jen's skirt was still well up her legs, so she decided to reciprocate a little, albeit with an already shorter hemline. Her legs crossed and her skirt hiked all the more so that much of her thigh was exposed, she found herself kicking off her shoes and 'accidentally' brushing her foot over Jen's calf. "You ever thought of experimenting in other ways . . .I mean without your husband?" Annie said softly, her fingers gently running over the back of Jen's hand.
"Well, I don't know -- I'm not sure I'd want to cheat on Craig with another man; he's been a good husband and father."
