Jenny sat at the kitchen table and waiting for the sound of the taxi. "Ten years" she said quietly to herself and started to daydream as she recalled her best friend from college. She and Shelly had been inseparable during their late teens going out clubbing together, meeting guys and generally having fun. Jenny recalled the times they had consoled one another after a romance had gone bad which, at the time, was the greatest disaster in the world.
After college the two women had gone their separate ways Shelly had left to try to find fame and fortune in America while Jenny had stayed at home in England, and at twenty had met Tom, her now ex-husband. Jenny was freshly parted from Tom and she still could recall that fateful night, six months ago, when she had accused him of cheating on her. The late nights, the secret texts all added up, and when she confronted him, to her horror he admitted to not one, but numerous affairs over their eight years of marriage. Tom had left that same night and they had only communicated via lawyers and the divorce was turning quiet nasty.
Approaching thirty Jenny had turned to the one person who she knew would give her comfort, her old friend Shelly. They had always kept in touch with letters, cards and even the occasional long-distance phone call. And it was one such recent phone call when Jenny had poured her heart to Shelly. To Jenny's surprise Shelly had asked if she could come over and visit and it would be great to catch up and reminisce over old times.
Jenny had an old picture of the two of them together at a leaving college party, and she couldn't help smiling as she looked at her own bright fresh face staring at her next to shy and retiring Shelly. Both were smiling, Jenny brown eyes framed by a short brown bob and Shelly's blue eyes were framed by her long blonde hair. Shelly was a few inches taller than Jenny's 5' 6" and Jenny had the fuller figure from the sports she participated in during her college years.
Jenny knew she had changed a bit over the years but was proud that she had only put on ten pounds since her college days. She had allowed her hair to grow a little since college was cut and her figure was still good. She knew that her 36b breasts and shapely legs still turned heads from time to time and got more than her fair share of offers. Although she wasn't as fit as she was back then she had enjoyed a very healthy sex life with her ex-husband that kept her in shape.
Jenny was just wondering to herself why Tom had cheated on her when the ringing of the doorbell woke her from her daydreams. As she opened the door, Jenny could only stand and stare at what stood there. Gone was the shy almost flat-chested teenager that Jenny recalled and in her place stood a tall slim blonde with an almost skin-tight dress, which barely contained the largest pair of breasts she had ever seen.
"It's normally guys who stare at these beauties" Shelly laughed and Jenny blushed bright red.
"Oh Shelly" Jenny cried and the two women cuddled on the doorstep, both crying tears of joy from being back together after all these years. "Come in" Jenny said pulling Shelly into the hall, grabbing her case.
A couple of hours later the two of them sat in the lounge curled up on either end of the settee clutching a glass of wine. "I didn't mean to stare" Jenny stammered, "Just you have changed so much."
"You mean these" Shelly laughed pushing her enormous breasts up and together.
"Well they are big" Jenny replied, " and not just that you seem to be so much bolder than you were from when I remember."
"Present from my ex-husband." Shelly purred.
"Ex?" Jenny enquired, "don't tell me you have split up as well."
"Yep" Shelly replied, "All those other women, finally enough was enough."
Putting on a sympathetic look Jenny said, "Yes men can be such bastards and pretty easy where they spread their seed."
Shelly laughed softly, "Silly girl, it wasn't him with other women."
Jenny laughed loudly to try to cover her shock and changed the subject quickly while her brain was spinning. Soon the two women were laughing as they recalled this and that antic and wondered about where their old friends were now.
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Later that night Jenny lay in bed thinking about how Shelly had revealed that she was bisexual when she realised she could hear Shelly in the next room. At first Jenny thought Shelly was upset from the whimpering she could hear. But as she concentrated she realised the sounds were of Shelly masturbating.
It had been months since Jenny had sex and at first she tried to ignore the moaning coming from next door. Eventually, curiosity got the better of her and picking up a glass from the bedside table, she knelt up to the headboard and pressed the glass to wall. The sounds were still a bit muffled but Jenny could hear the moans and groans coming from Shelly. Then Jenny heard a buzzing sound and the noises got louder as Shelly began to fuck herself with a vibrator.
