Next Saturday, you show up at Angie's house bright and early. Just for fun, you've decided to wear your new cheerleading uniform, red with gold trim. The skirt is a little shorter than you're used to, but as long as you don't have to bend over for anything it's fine.
Angie comes to the door dressed in a towel. "Hi, ! I wasn't expecting you so soon, I still need to get dressed. But come on up, we can pick out the music or something."
You follow Angie to her room, noticing that the small towel doesn't really cover her all that well. It's riding up really high on her legs, and cuts so low in the front that you can almost see her little brown nips poking out.
"I see you got your uniform!" Angie says when you get to her room. "I haven't gotten mine yet, so I'll just have to find something else." She lets the towel slip to the floor and starts searching through her drawers, naked. You can't help but gasp a little at the sight of her tight, toned body, fully on display.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" she says, blushing a little. "I've been in girls' sports so long, I've gotten used to being undressed in front of other girls. I hope it doesn't bother you. Besides, we're going to be together in the locker room a lot this year, we might as well get used to seeing each other naked."
She turns to look thoughtfully at you for a moment. "You know, I wish sometimes I had a body more like yours. I think my breasts are too small. Yours are so nice, and full, and round." She pauses for a moment. "This is going to sound kind of weird, but... I've never actually touched another girl's breasts before, and yours are just like I've always wanted to have... I know we've only known each other for a few days, but I just feel so comfortable with you, it's like we've been friends for years, and, well, would you let me touch your breasts?" |