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Subject: {ASSM} Close to Home Chapter 2 (ff, first, rom, con)
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Chapter 2

I moaned and felt Jen rolling me onto my back.  She
kissed my cheek, squeezed my boob and then moved the
palm of her hand over my nipples, making them throb.

"Do you want me to stop, Cindy?  I will if you tell
me to."  Jen kissed my cheek again.  "You have no idea
how much you turn me on."

I stared at the ceiling and held my breath.  My eyes
strained in the darkness as I tried to make some kind
of sense of what was happening.  My body was
responding to Jen's gentle touch, even if I didn't
want it to.  Many thoughts ran through my head as I
lay there.  I knew what Jen was doing was wrong but my
body didn't think so.  While my thoughts were in
disarray, the jolts of energy that rocketed from my
boobs to my crotch weren't.  Each time Jen's hand
scraped my turgid nipples, my vagina contracted.

"You have very nice tits, Cindy," Jen cooed in my
ear.  "I'd love to taste them.  Can I kiss your tits?"

I remained frozen in place as Jen moved her hand back
to my shirt and unfastened the rest of the buttons.
She laid the shirt to my sides and leaned closer to
me.  Jen began rubbing my chest, just under my boobs,
and then blew a thin stream of her warm breath over my
nipple.

When Jen's lips touched the side of my breast, they
felt like a hot iron.  I flinched and let out a
throaty groan.  Her hand moved slowly to my other boob
and covered it as she kept planting soft hot kisses on
the one closest to her.

I wanted to see what Jen was doing, I wanted to see
her mouth on my boob, but it was too dark.  Jen took
her time as she kissed and fondled my breasts, driving
me crazy with desire.  At some point, I just let my
mind go blank and let the wonderful feelings flow
through my body.

Jen must have sensed my surrender and she moved her
mouth to the top of my breast.  When her lips closed
around my small nipple and she scraped it with her
teeth, my back arched and I thrust my chest up.  My
hand shot to my crotch and I gripped my sex as Jen's
tongue stroked my nipple.

I felt her hand leave my boob and then it was
gripping my wrist.  She pulled my hand away from my
crotch, lifted her head and whispered, "Just relax and
let me take care of you."

My arm relaxed and Jen moved it away.  I expected her
hand to replace mine, but it didn't.  Jen moved around
in the dark and the next thing I knew, her bare chest
was pressed against mine.  Jen kissed my chin and then
moved her lips to mine.

One of Jen's hands covered my boob and she lightly
touched my lips with hers.  She pressed her mouth to
mine and we shared a kiss, my first kiss.  Jen's lips
were soft and hot against mine and I responded to her.
She parted her lips and stroked mine with her hot wet
tongue, causing me to moan again.

When Jen began working her tongue between my lips, I
didn't resist.  My mouth relaxed and her tongue
entered my mouth.  I will never forget the feeling of
Jen's tongue probing my mouth and pushing against my
tongue.  I did my best to kiss her back, flicking my
tongue against hers.  After several moments, I turned
my head and sucked in a deep breath.

"Are you okay?" Jen asked me.

"Uh huh."

"Want me to stop?"

"No, I don't."

"I don't want to stop, Cindy, I want to make love
with you."

I worked the arm that had been above my head around
Jen and pulled her mouth back to mine.  When we
started kissing again, I began rubbing her back.  I
don't remember her doing it, but Jen's shirt was gone.
I could feel the light sheen of perspiration on her
back and the warmth of her body.  Twisting around, Jen
stretched out on top of me and ground her boobs into
mine.

Once again I broke our kiss in order to breathe.  Jen
covered my face with tender kisses as I gasped for
air.  All of a sudden I had a yearning to see Jen and
reached for the lamp on my nightstand.  When I turned
on the light, Jen lifted her head and stared into my
eyes.  Her short blonde hair hung down, framing her
smiling face.  Jen used her fingers to push my bangs
off my forehead and then stroked my cheek.

"I've never kissed before."  I told her as our eyes
locked together.

Jen's smile grew and she nodded her head.  "You're
doing just fine, Cindy.  I really love the way you
kiss.  Try breathing through your nose."

I giggled and nodded.  Jen dropped her head and we
kissed again.  I was able to breath through my nose,
like Jen told me to, and our kisses lasted longer.  As
we kissed, Jen moved until her leg was between mine.
Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth as she
wiggled her boobs against mine and her leg rubbed my
sex.  I was getting hotter than I'd ever been in my
life and could feel my heart pounding in my chest.  I
tangled my fingers in Jen's hair and crushed her mouth
to mine.

Jen pushed herself up and stared down at me.  Her
expression was something I'd never seen on anyone
before.  My eyes drifted to her breasts and I noted
their size.  Jen's boobs were a little bigger than
mine and her nipples were much more pronounced.  She
supported herself on one arm and took my hand in hers
with the other.  When Jen guided my hand to her boob,
I immediately began to fondle it.

We both watched my hand as my fingers gripped her
mound.  She tilted her head back and a moan escaped
her throat.

"Just a little harder, Cindy.  Play with my nipples
too."

I did what Jen asked, tightening my grip and then
tugging at her nipple.  Jen told me how hard she
wanted me to do it and I tried to follow her
instructions.  After playing with her tit for a few
minutes, I began to slide down under her.  I kissed
her throat and then her chest as I scooted lower.
When her boob was above my mouth, I pulled her down
and took her nipple between my lips.  I tried to
remember what Jen had done to me, but just went with
the flow.

The feeling of her nipple between my lips was as
exciting as when she was doing it to me.  I nibbled,
sucked and rubbed her nipple with my tongue as she
moaned and pressed her boob against my mouth.  I
opened my mouth wider and tried to suck her entire tit
in.

While my mouth was working on Jen's boob, her knee
was working on my crotch.  She pressed and stroked me
with her leg, making me go crazy with desire.  After a
few minutes, Jen pulled her boob out of my mouth and
slid down until we could kiss again.  After spending
some time on my mouth, Jen slid lower and began
kissing my neck and chest.  She kept going, lathing my
boobs with her tongue.  When Jen moved her mouth to my
stomach, I gasped.

I don't know why, but I just knew what Jen was
planning to do.  She pushed the tip of her tongue into
my navel and I squirmed.  When Jen's hands were on my
hips and her mouth was kissing the waistband of my
panties, I began to panic.

Up until this moment, I was okay with what we were
doing, but now it seemed we were about to cross an
undefined line.  I knew there could be no going back
if I let her do what I felt she was going to do and I
wasn't sure I was ready.

Jen's kisses covered my stomach, moving from the top
of my panties to my navel and back.  She kissed my
sides and massaged my hips with her hands.  I began to
relax again and then Jen began to work my panties over
my hips.  As my panties moved lower, so did her
kisses.  When my pubic hair was exposed, Jen pulled at
it with her lips.

Things began to blur for me.  I felt my bottom lift
up, but I didn't realize I was doing it.  My panties
moved down my legs and then I looked down to see Jen
kneeling near my feet.  She put my panties to her
face, took a deep breath and then dropped them on the
bed.  I watched, feeling disconnected, as Jen lifted
one of my legs and began to kiss my ankle.

I felt like I was drifting above myself, looking down
at my body being seduced by my friend.  Jen kissed up
my calf and behind my knee as she pushed my leg up and
to the side.  When she licked my inner thigh, I held
my breath, waiting for what I knew was coming next.

Jen surprised me when, while holding the left leg she
was kissing, she took my right leg in her hand and
began to kiss that one.  Just like she had done to my
left leg, Jen kissed her way down my right.  When she
licked my thigh, I tensed up and caused Jen to look
into my eyes.

"I'm going to lick and kiss your pussy, Cindy.  I'm
going to make you cum so hard you won't believe it."
Jen smiled.  "Do you want me to?"

I felt my head nodding yes as I stared at Jen.  She
winked at me, pushed my legs toward my chest and
lowered her mouth to my sex.  When her tongue swiped
across my vulva, I let out a groan.  Using my arms, I
lifted myself so I could see what Jen was doing.  Our
eyes met and our gaze locked.  Jen's tongue moved
slowly over my pussy.  She licked and kissed me as she
worked her hands under my butt.

The feeling of Jen's tongue was driving me to a place
I'd never been before.  She used her tongue to pry my
labia apart and probed my opening.  I was writhing on
the bed and moaning out loud as she moved to my
clitoris and flicked her tongue against it.  When Jen
began to nibble on my clit, I dropped to the mattress
and bit the side of my hand to keep from screaming out
in pleasure.

I had used my fingers to bring myself to an orgasm
many times, but what Jen was doing was so different.
I felt my body begin to shudder and my stomach muscles
started to contract as my first climax of the night
washed through me.  Jen must have known that I was
getting off because she moved one of her hands from my
butt and pushed a finger into my pussy.

When I masturbated, I never penetrated myself.  Would
rub myself on the outside, rub my clit and slid my
finger between my labia.  The feeling of Jen's fingers
in my sex was new and I loved feeling full.  When Jen
first entered me, I was expecting to feel pain, but
there was none.  I guess the fact I used tampons must
have opened my hymen.

Jen pumped her finger in and out of my pussy as I
came.  She used her mouth to suck up my juices, making
a loud slurping noise as she did.  My body shook and
twisted around as Jen kept up her relentless attack.

As soon as one orgasm peaked, another started deep in
my belly and rumbled through me.  I didn't even try to
count my orgasms-I couldn't even think.  At some
point, I saw tiny dots of white light and then
everything went black.

I woke up to the feeling of a hand moving softly over
my tummy.  I opened my eyes and saw Jen propped up on
one arm, her face near mine.

"What happened?" I asked.

Jen kissed my cheek and replied, "You passed out,
Cindy-you okay?"

"Yeah, I think so.  What did you do to me?"

"I just made you cum, didn't you like it?"

"Jen, you made me feel like I was going to explode!
I never felt that way from playing with myself."  I
cuddled against her body and sighed as she stroked my
back.  "I feel so relaxed right now."

"Good sex will do that for you," Jen said, and then
she giggled.

"Mmmm, that was really good for me."  I closed my
eyes and took a deep breath.  "Do you want me to-um,
ah..."

Jen kissed me on the mouth and then on my forehead.
"Yes, but not until you're ready.  I'm just happy
knowing you liked it-that you like me."

I held her tight and whispered, "Thanks."

Jen and I lay together for a while and then she sat
up and handed me my shirt and panties.  I smiled and
then we got dressed.  Jen told me it wouldn't be cool
if Mom caught us naked and I agreed.

I was unable to fall asleep lying next to Jen.  My
mind was still going and I began to question my
sexuality.  I wondered if I was gay, I wondered if I
we would do it again, I wondered if I would do it to
Jen.

As I replayed the events, I realized that I had
really enjoyed what Jen and I did together.  I liked
it when we kissed, my very first kiss.  I liked it
when she touched me and I touched her.  I loved it
when she kissed my pussy and made me cum.

I finally fell asleep cuddled against Jen with my arm
around her.

****
"Time to get up sleepy head," Jen said as she shook
my shoulder and kissed my neck.

I rolled onto my back, stretched my arms above my
head and opened my eyes.  Jen was sitting up, gazing
down at me.

"Are you mad at me?" Jen asked.

Reaching up, I put my hand on her arm and rubbed it
up and down.  "No, I'm not mad at you.  Why would I
be?"

"I don't know, I guess I just thought that you would
be pissed after you realized what we did.  I didn't
want to do anything to make you mad at me, Cindy; it's
just that you looked so-so sexy last night.  I
couldn't help myself."

Not knowing what to say, I grinned and sat up.  I
leaned closer to her and lightly kissed her lips.  Jen
and I started at one another and then we kissed again.
Her tongue pushed into my mouth and her hand went to
the back of my head.  When Mom called my name, we
quickly moved apart.

"Coming, Mom," I yelled.

Jen and I got out of bed and checked to make sure our
shirts were buttoned and long enough to cover our
panties.  We went to the kitchen and found my parents
and brother sitting at the table.

"Good morning, Girls, did you two sleep well?" Mom
said.

"Yes, Mrs. Walker, I slept great," Jen said and then
she giggled.  "Cindy snores."

Mom laughed and said, "I know she does, I hope she
didn't keep you up."

I could feel my cheeks warm as Mom and Jen talked.
"I do not snore!" I said loudly.

My dad, brother, mom and Jen all said, "Yes you do,"
at the same time and then laughed.

"I'm leaving," I said, but stopped getting up when
Jen put her hand on my arm.

"You don't snore too loud, Cindy," Jen said with a
grin.

Mom asked if we wanted eggs and bacon for breakfast
and both Jen and I said we did.  While mom cooked, Dad
told me that he was taking Mom and Kirk to look at a
new camper.  He asked if I wanted to go with them and
I glanced at Jen.  She moved her leg against mine
under the table and smiled.

"Do you want to go, Jen?" I asked before checking
with my parents.

"No thanks, I was planning on going to the mall
today.  I thought that we could go together and spend
some of your birthday money, but I guess we can go
some other time."

"You don't have to go with us, Cindy," Mom said.
"You can go to the mall with Jen if you want to."

"Really?  Thanks, Mom.  I want to get some new
clothes," I said.  "Some of mine things are getting a
little tight."

"It's probably because of all the work you're doing
in gymnastics," Dad said.  "Your muscles are getting
bigger."

Mom leaned between Jen and I to put our plates on the
table.  Before standing up, Mom whispered so only I
could hear her.  "That's not the only thing that's
getting bigger.  You should pick up some new bras too."

I giggled and looked at Mom.  She winked,
straightened up and went to the stove to start
cleaning up.  Jen turned around and said, "Cindy and I
will take care of the dishes, Mrs. Walker."

"Why thank you, Jen and you too Cindy."  Mom turned
to Dad.  "Give me a minute and I'll be ready to go."

Jen and I finished our breakfast and did the dishes.
My parents and brother left, telling both of us
goodbye.  Once we were finished with the dishes, Jen
and I went to get ready to go shopping.

When we got into my room, Jen started to remove her
shirt.  I slowly unbuttoned my shirt as I watched her
undress.  When Jen was down to her panties, I stared
at her.  I'd seen her naked in the locker room, but
this was different.  Jen looked sexy to me, and the
tingle between my legs made me a little nervous.

Jen looked up and into my eyes.  She moved closer,
pushed my hands away from my shirt and began to
unbutton it for me.  When all of the buttons were
undone, she held the shirt open and stared at me.

"Cindy, I'm not a lesbian, but you are the sexiest
chick I've ever seen."  Jen lowered my shirt and let
it drop to the floor.  Her hands covered my boobs and
began to massage them.  Locking her eyes with mine,
she smiled at me.  "You are only the second girl I've
really been with, Cindy-it's different with you."

"Different?  What do you mean?"  I moaned as Jen
increased the pressure on my breasts.

"It's hard to explain, Cindy.  Yesterday I couldn't
keep my eyes off you.  When we got into bed together,
I couldn't keep my hands off you.  The other times
I've fooled around with a girl, it was just sex, but
it was different with you-it was more like making
love."

My arms shot up and I wrapped them around Jen's neck.
I pulled her close, put my head on her shoulder and
began to cry.  Jen started to rub the back of my head
with one hand and put her other in the small of my
back.

Jen didn't say anything as I stopped sobbing and
sniffled.  "I-I, don't know what to say, Jen.  I'm so
glad it wasn't just sex to you either."  I lifted my
head, looked at her and she wiped away my tears.  "I
wasn't going to say anything, but what we did was so
special to me."

Jen responded by kissing me tenderly.  We held the
kiss and opened our mouths, searching for one
another's tongues.  I was getting turned on and my
hands were shaking as I pulled her tighter to me.
When our boobs crushed together, I moaned into her
mouth.

Our hands started to move over each other's bodies.
I felt her soft flesh and she felt mine as we groped
one another.  When Jen grabbed my bottom and squeezed
me, I did the same thing to her.  We kissed and
touched for several minutes and then Jen pulled away
from me.  She knelt in front of me, grabbed the
waistband of my panties and pulled them down my legs.
As she slowly worked my underwear down my legs, she
kissed my stomach.

I put my hands on her head and held her to my tummy,
expecting Jen to continue lower and do the things she
did in bed the night before.  Once I had stepped out
of my panties, Jen stood up and took her panties off.
She giggled, took my hand and pulled me toward the
door.

"Let's take a shower and go shopping, Sweetie," Jen
said.

When she called me Sweetie, my heart jumped into my
throat.  I stopped moving, but Jen pulled on my arm
and I followed her.  We went into the bathroom and Jen
turned on the water.  I waited for her to step into
the tub and got in with her when she curled her finger
inviting me.

Jen moved me under the spray and wet my hair.  She
poured some shampoo on my head and began to work it
into my hair.  I stood still and looked into her eyes
as her fingers worked the shampoo into a lather.  When
she was finished shampooing my hair, she rinsed it.

I switched places with Jen and washed her hair like
she did to mine.  While I worked my fingers through
her blond hair, she picked up the bar of soap and
began rubbing it over my chest.  I finished her hair,
rinsed it and took the soap from Jen.  I started to
coat her chest with soap and fondling her slippery
boobs.

When I moved over her stomach with the soap, Jen took
my wrist in her hand and guided it between her legs.
I rubbed the bar over her crotch and then let it slip
to the floor of the tub.  Using my bare hand, I rubbed
her pussy.  It felt strange touching her there, but I
didn't stop.  Jen turned around, looked over her
shoulder and told me to do her butt too.

Jen and I washed each other and rinsed the suds off.
Moving her hand to my pubic mound, she played with my
curly hair.

"I think we should shave your pussy, Cindy.  I don't
like getting all that hair in my mouth."  Jen slipped
her hand between my legs and cupped my sex.  "Can I
shave your pussy, Cindy?"

I didn't even think about saying no.  I nodded my
head, grinned and said, "Yes, but can you leave a
little strip like yours?"

Jen giggled and nodded.  We got out of the tub and
Jen told me to sit on the sink counter.  She pushed my
legs apart and stared into my crotch.  When Jen asked,
I told her where the shaving cream and razor was kept.

I flinched when Jen began coating my vulva with the
foam.  She looked up, smiled and continued to rub the
shaving cream over my pubic area.  Jen took the razor
and began scraping away my hair, using her fingers to
pull at my labia.  Once she finished my vulva, she
moved to my mons and started sculpting.  She shaved a
little on one side and then the other, until all that
remained was a one-inch strip of white foam.

I was anxious as Jen took a wet washcloth and wiped
the remnants of the shaving cream.  When my crotch was
clean, Jen leaned forward and kissed my pussy, letting
her lips linger before pulling away.

"Do you have a mirror so you can see?" Jen asked.

Stretching, I opened a drawer and pulled out a round
makeup mirror and handed it to Jen.  She stood between
my legs, held the mirror and let me inspect my almost
hairless crotch.

"How do you like it, Cindy?"

"It's different.  I've never really looked at myself
there before."

"You should, you have a pretty pussy."  Jen giggled.
"Maybe that's what I'll call you from now on, Pretty
Pussy."

I laughed and shook my head.  "I don't think that
would be a good idea, Jen.  What would the kids at
school think?"

Jen put the mirror on the counter, took a pair of
scissors out of the drawer and began to snip what was
left of my pubic hair shorter, leaving it about a
quarter of an inch long.

"I don't care what they say, Cindy."  Jen looked into
my eyes as she shocked me with her statement.  "You're
right though, I can't call you that in public, but
when I wink at you, you'll know what I'm thinking."

I laughed and nodded my head.  Jen helped me to the
floor and then jumped onto the counter.  She put her
feet on the edge of the counter and opened her knees.

"You can do me now.  I need a shave."

Taking the can of shaving cream, I shot a dollop into
the palm of my left hand.  I knelt on the floor and
started at her sex.  It was the first time I'd really
seen a girl's crotch that close.  Before applying the
foam, I touched her and felt the texture of her labia.
When I began covering her with shaving cream, I felt
my heartbeat increasing.

I was as careful as I could be as I shaved away the
stubble on Jen's pussy.  I moved up, shaved her mons
and then took the washcloth to wipe away the remaining
foam.  Once I was finished, I stroked her with my
fingers.  Jen let out a moan as my fingers pulled her
open and I gazed into her sex.

The sight of her pussy was exciting.  I studied the
flower like petals of her labia and moved them with my
fingers.  Remembering what I'd learned in sex
education, I noticed Jen didn't seem to have a hymen.

"I thought you said you're still virgin, Jen."

"I am, I have never let a guy put his cock in me."

"You don't have your hymen?"

"No, I kind of tore it playing with myself and--well..."

"You put something in you?"

"Yes."  Jen moaned as I probed her opening.

I was going to ask what she put in her pussy, but my
finger slid into her and I lost my train of thought.
The feeling of her wet hot pussy was intriguing and I
started to move my finger in and out of her.  Leaning
closer, I watched her labia swell as I continued to
finger her.  I could smell her scent and it made my
nostrils flair.

Resting my head on Jen's thigh, I explored her sex.
I pulled my finger out of her, spread her labia with
two fingers and gazed at the wet pink flesh of her
inner lips.  When I stroked the sides of her labia,
Jen moaned.

I knew how much I loved the feeling rubbing my clit
gave me, so I began to rub Jen's.  Her body jerked and
she put her hand on the side of my head.  Jen stroked
my hair as I played with her and opened her legs as
far as she could.

When Jen pushed against the back of my head and said,
"I hope you're not starting something you don't plan
on finishing," I looked up at her and smiled.

I removed my fingers from Jen's crotch, stood up and
took her hand.  She giggled, slipped off the counter
and followed me as I led her to my bedroom.  When we
reached the bed, I jerked the covers back and we
stretched out side by side,

Jen took my face in her hands and kissed me tenderly.
I felt her tongue slid over my lips as she probed
inside my mouth.  Our tongues danced together and my
body began to heat up.  I broke our passionate kiss
and started to move lower, tasting Jen as I went.
When I reached her boobs, I sucked one of her nipples
into my mouth and began to suck it firmly as my tongue
flicked at the tip of the hardening nub.

I rubbed Jen's stomach and then moved to her crotch.
She opened her legs and I stroked her slowly, feeling
her heat.  After releasing her nipple, I kissed my way
to her mons, stopping briefly at her navel.  I shifted
so I was kneeling between her splayed legs and dropped
my head until I was once again starting at her sex.

Taking a deep breath, I leaned forward, extended my
tongue and licked her vulva.  Her taste was tangy and
not nearly as offensive as I thought it would be.
What surprised me more than anything was how Jen's
moans excited me.

I wasted no time diving in and attacking her with my
mouth and tongue.  Jen planted her feet on the bed,
lifted her bottom and gave me unhindered access to her
pussy.  I pushed my tongue between her labia, licked
up and found her clit.  Jen's body jerked and she
groaned so I began to concentrate my efforts on her
button.  After a few minutes, I looked up at Jen and
saw her contorted face.

"Am I doing it right?"  My voice cracked as I
searched for Jen's approval.

Jen answered by grabbing my head and pulling my face
back to her sex.  I opened my mouth and giggled as I
sucked her labia.  When I moved my hands under her
butt and gripped Jen's cheeks, she thrust herself
against my face.  Jen's juices began to flow and I
eagerly slurped them into my mouth.

It didn't take long for Jen to reach her climax and
her moans turned into a series of grunts.  I tried to
push my tongue into her opening, but she was tight and
I was unable to really penetrate her.  Jen started to
thrash around and her legs clamped my head.  I tried
to maintain contact with her pussy, but it was almost
impossible.

Bending at the waist, Jen reached for my arms and
pulled me away from her crotch.  She pulled me up her
body and began kissing me as soon as my face was over
hers.  Jen kissed and then began licking around my
mouth, cleaning her juices from my face.

Jen and I cuddled together and ran our hands over
each other's sweaty bodies.  I squirmed and tried to
get closer to her as we continued to kiss.  We finally
settled down and just lay together.

"Did you like it?" I asked.

"No, I loved it, Cindy.  Are you sure mine is the
first pussy you ever ate?"

"Yes," I replied softly and then I giggled.

"You really made me cum hard, harder than any boy
ever has."

I just sighed and rolled off Jen so I could lie next
to her.  We stared at the ceiling, lying with our
bodies touching.  Jen found my hand, interlaced her
fingers with mine and held my hand.

"We should get cleaned up and go to the mall," Jen
said, turning her head and kissing my cheek.

"Okay, but I'd rather lay here with you."  I rolled
onto my side, reached across her and covered one of
Jen's boobs with my hand.  "Jen, do you think I'm a
les or something?"

"No, although you have never been with a boy.  Maybe
you'll end up liking girls."

"Maybe, I really like you!"

Jen grinned and then got up.  She reached for my
hand, pulled me out of bed and then we went to the
bathroom to wash up.

"Cindy, I really like you too.  I meant what I said
about it being different with you."

I felt a lump form in my throat and I turned away so
Jen wouldn't see the tears in my eyes.  I didn't know
how it felt to be in love, but there was something
going on deep inside me.  My stomach felt like it had
butterflies in it and I was feeling giddy.

Jen and I used a wet washcloth to wash one another,
dried off and went back to my room.  She opened my
closet, looked inside and said, "Now then, let's see
what you're going to wear today, Cindy."

"How about jeans and a tank top?" I asked.

"No, Sweetie, I want you to wear a skirt for me.
Will you do that, will you dress sexy for me?"

I nodded and Jen searched through my things until she
found the outfit she wanted me to wear.  She brought
out a short pink skirt, a matching top and laid them
on the bed.

"Now, where do you keep your undies?"

"In the second drawer."  I pointed to my dresser.

Jen looked through my panties and bras.  She turned
her head, looked at me and asked, "Are these the only
ones you have?"  I nodded.  "We're going to have to do
something about that, Cindy, I want you to be just as
sexy under your clothes as you are on the outside."

I giggled; feeling smitten at the care Jen was taking
in making sure I dressed the way she wanted me to.  I
guess I should have wondered about her interest in the
way I dressed, but I didn't.

Once I was wearing the red bra and panties she picked
out, Jen helped my put on my skirt and top.  The skirt
had a four-inch elastic waistband and then flared over
my hips.  The pleated skirt was very short, and
revealed my thighs.  The pink top exposed my belly and
was very tight, accenting my breasts.

Jen stepped back, looked at me and grinned.  "You
look so hot, Cindy.  Maybe I shouldn't take you out in
public dressed like that.  Someone might try to steal
you from me."

I couldn't respond.  My heart pounded in my chest and
I felt me pussy tingle.  Jen kept doting on me,
telling me how pretty I was.

"What are you going to wear, Jen?  You don't have any
clean clothes.  Do want to wear something of mine?"

"No, we can stop at my house on the way to the mall
so I can change."

"Do you live close to the mall?"  I realized I didn't
know where she lived.

"Yeah, kinda.  I'm going to call my dad and ask him
to pick us up.  He can take us by my house and then to
the mall."

I nodded and watched as Jen put her bra on.  She
picked up her jeans and pulled them on with out
panties.

"Aren't you going to wear any panties?" I asked.

"Not right now, I'll get some clean ones at my house.
Besides, I like to go without them, it feels cool."

Jen finished dressing and then called her house.  She
talked to her father and then hung up, telling me her
dad would be there in about fifteen minutes.  We left
my room and went to the living room to wait.  As we
walked down the hall, Jen flipped the back of my skirt
up and giggled.

"Nice ass, Sweetie.  I can't wait to get my hands on
it again."

I stopped in my tracks, took a step back and said,
"You don't have to wait, you can grab my ass anytime
you want to."

Jen slid her hands under my skirt, rubbed my butt and
replied, "I'll remind you that you said that, Cindy."

I reached over my shoulder, grabbed the back of her
head and pulled her closer to me.  I turned my head,
kissed her lips and grinned.  Jen kept her hand on my
bottom, stroking me through my nylon panties.

"How would you feel if I did this to you in public?"

"You wouldn't!"

Jen slipped her hand into my panties, rubbed my bare
flesh and giggled.  "You never know, now do you?"

I turned to face Jen, put my hands on her butt and
said, "Just remember two can play the same game,
Lover."

We pulled each other closer, kissed and then we
giggled.  I was sure Jen was kidding and would never
do anything in public that would let others know how
we felt about each other, but the longer we hugged,
the less I cared.

The sound of a horn caused us to part and head for
the door.  We grabbed our purses, went outside and
down the two steps to the sidewalk.  In the driveway
was a very large black car.  Jen opened the back door,
got in and I followed her.  Once we were seated, Jen
looked over the front seat and said, "Daddy, this is
my friend, Cindy."

Jen's father twisted around, looked at me and smiled.
"Hello, Cindy, I'm very pleased to meet you."

"Hello Mr. Harris, I'm pleased to meet you too." I
replied.

Mr. Harris nodded, turned and began backing out of
the driveway.  As we rode along, Jen kept looking at
me.  When she winked, I remembered what it meant and
blushed.  Jen giggled.

"We are going to have so much fun this afternoon,
Cindy.  I love to go shopping."

Jen's dad looked into the rearview mirror, chuckled
and said, "It's what you do best, isn't it, Honey?"

Jen giggled.  "Daddy, you know it's my job to spend
your money, don't you?"

"It must be, Jenny, you do it so well."

I wasn't paying much attention to where we were going
and when I looked out the window, I noticed we were in
the part of town with the biggest houses.  When Jen's
father pulled into the circle driveway of a huge
house, I looked at my friend.

"Here we are," Jen said.  "Let's go inside so I can
change and then we can hit the mall."

Mr. Harris got out of the car and closed the door.
Jen unfastened her seatbelt, leaned close to me and
kissed my cheek.  "What's the matter, Cindy?"

"I didn't know you lived in a house like this, Jen.
Are your parents rich?"

Jen giggled and nodded.  "Mom and Dad are both
lawyers.  They make a lot of money and I do all I can
to spend it.  Now, I have someone to spend it on."

"What are you talking about?"  I asked.

Jen didn't answer me.  She got out of the car and
told me to follow her into the house.  As we walked to
the front doors, I began to feel a little uneasy.  Jen
stopped before opening the door turned to me and
smiled.

"Everything is going to be just fine, Jen.  Come on
in and meet my mom."

**** To be continued. ****

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