The hot water from the bathtub welcomed Leyla’s long curvy body as she sank in. It felt good to relax after having such a hectic work day. She began to let her fingers wander past her hips when there was a soft knock on her door.
“Leyla can I get ready in here? There’s more light,” Jess explained from the other side. Leyla sighed slowly, reminding herself that her best friend was staying with her until she found a new apartment. She had just gotten out of a messy divorce and had finally mustered up the courage to enjoy her first night out as a single girl.
“Come in,” she called, composing herself before Jess entered the bathroom to begin her makeup routine. Jess set her makeup bag down and shyly darted her pale blue eyes away from Leyla’s body. She hung up the dress she would be throwing on over her push-up bra and booty shorts.
“Sorry, hun,” Leyla teased as she saw Jess try hard not to look at her, “I’m out of bubbles.”
“Oh no, I’m sorry to interrupt you.” She began to apply foundation over her ivory colored skin in an attempt to ignore Leyla’s perfect, chocolate colored physique, but the bathroom was full of mirrors. The one she was staring into only reflected eternal images of Leyla’s large, melon shaped breasts back at her.
Leyla smiled to herself as she noticed Jess’ attempts to ignore her nude figure. Out of the two of them, Jess was supposed to be the straight one in every sense of the word. She had married young while Leyla explored her sexuality in the nightclub scene. Curious to see if her friend had bisexual tendencies, Leyla began to lather up her body. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Jess’ attention divert from pinning up her long golden locks to the foam that was now covering Leyla’s chest. Mischievously, Leyla tossed her head back as if the bath was just so heavenly she couldn’t help it. Their eyes met and Jess nervously began to pack up.
“Sorry Ley, I’m totally out of it. I’m pretty much done so I’ll get out of your way,” Jess rambled.
Leyla smirked. “Jess come here honey, your makeup is all kinds of streaked. Let me help you blend it.”
Jess innocently grabbed a cosmetic sponge and handed it to Leyla, sitting on the edge of the bathtub. Her gaze strayed down to Leyla’s full hips and succulent femininity. Leyla rose to touch Jess’ face and playfully tugged at her long blonde hair. Jess was in such a daze that the small move tipped her off balance and fell into the bath tub. She began to mumble an apology but her friend quieted her by laying her lips on her own. Before Jess knew what was happening she was responding to the kiss. Her tongue met with Leyla’s and she moaned as she reached out to cup her round breast in her hand. Leyla nibbled on her neck and stripped her of her wet underwear. She allowed her to keep the push up bra that framed her perky B-cup breasts nicely.
“Oh Ley,” Jess cried, circling an arm around her waist and pulling her naked body onto hers. Surprising herself, she instinctively inserted two fingers into Leyla. She worked her fingers inside Leyla’s lush walls as she would do on her own and found the spongy spot deep inside. Her thumb circled Leyla’s yielding clitoris at the same time as her fingers worked their magic. Leyla groaned enjoying the rhythm and ripped the lace bra off of Jess. She pushed her ivory colored breast into her mouth as her own fingers began to delve into Jess’ lower body. With her other hand she pulled at the long blonde hair she had always coveted.
As Leyla’s body began to reach its climax, she felt Jess’ muscles start to spasm against her fingers. They drowned out each other’s cries in an ardent kiss and laid back until their heartbeats returned to normal.
“Wow,” Jess managed to breathe out.
Leyla smiled warmly at her as they got up and drained the bath tub. “Let’s hope it’s not the last time,” she said, suddenly insecure. It was a possibility that Jess had just been curious and now that the rush was gone things could grow awkward between them. All of Leyla’s insecurities were quieted by a sheepish giggle from Jess. “That’s what I was thinking.” As she dried off, she girlishly stated, “I think I’m going to stay in tonight."
Originally published February 2009