This past summer, my best friend and I decided to take a mini vacation to a cabin in Sedona Arizona. Going on vacation together was something we wanted to do for a long time. We were the best of friends, we did everything together, and it was like we were so close, we couldn't make a decision without the other one's input.
The evening of our arrival we checked into our cabin, unpacked and just spent the night enjoying that fact that we had no husbands or kids for an entire weekend, it was just us, with the freedom to do anything we desired. Since we were so tired from the trip up to the cabin, we called it an early night, excited to get out the next day and enjoy the sights.
We slept so sound that we actually woke up two hours later than we had planned; neither of us even remembered hitting the snooze button on the alarm. Since we were so pressed for time, we jumped in the shower together, I didn't even think twice about it. We had been friends for so long; I just didn't see it as a big deal since we were so late.
I had never thought of my friend, Sarah, in a sexual way. I was one hundred percent straight. I had seen her naked more than a thousand times in the last five years. But that day in the shower, seeing her completely naked, dripping wet and the soap bubbles running down every crease of her body did something to me. I hoped she hadn't noticed I was staring at her. The last thing I wanted was to make this vacation awkward. It was the first time we had a chance to get away together without the rest of our families.
I never thought I would look at another the woman the way I knew I was looking at Sarah. I don't even know how much time passed, before she caught me. She asked me if I was feeling okay because I hadn't washed up, she kept reminding me how late we were. At that moment, I didn't care if we ever left the room.
Since I knew Sarah had had one bisexual encounter in college I thought maybe I should reach out and touch her just to see her reaction. I knew if she seemed shocked, I could just play it off as a simple misunderstanding, I was reaching for the soap or something like that. Just before I started to run my finger up her thigh, I remembered that she said her previous encounter did nothing for her, it was just a drunken experiment and it only happened once. I chose not to act on my crazy idea. I just grabbed the soap and hurriedly cleaned up so we could get out and see the sights, pushing my wild ideas to the back of my mind.