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A Friend In Need, a work of fiction. Part I7/24/2017 It was a very unexpected call that started the whole thing. I wouldn't say my BFF, second or even my third best friend. But here's a woman I knew since high school. Always friendly but as the years pasted so did our connection.
Now one of the reasons was we took different paths in life, still alike but mine started so much younger. I had left school early for and marriage, not recommending to do so. But as my husband was the best man ever he seen us through it all. Where my friend stayed in school, college and well into her career before getting married and longer on having . Well one anyway, a girl.
I was happy to hear from her but I was a bit dumb founded when she asked if her could spend the summer we us. They had a big European vacation set in stone and at the last minute she decided not to go.
First I asked just how old is she now, my youngest already out and on her own just as her older sister. She replied back we just had her Sweet Sixteen, and I should be glad we missed it.
Ah ah, tripping on my words I mumble "sure, it should be fun" My thinking it would be nice to do the girly things again. I was further shocked to hear they were leaving the next day. Way down on my list I wondered how far I was in her books, enough to a last minute thing for sure.
Anyway the next morning they drop her off on their way out of town. Sitting in the kitchen I could see the car pull up on the street, the back door opens and here she comes. Tall and slender with large breasts just like her mom's. The sun reflected off her long blond hair, it could of been a commercial.
A knock on the door, with a bag in each hand I invite her in. Not stopping I lead her to the back of the house, my second 's bedroom. Pretty much left as is so fitting for another young lady. She asked if we were along, I confirmed yes as my husband leaves very early for work. Then I suggested for her to change into something more comfortable and then we can talk.
I no sooner sat down and there she was, t-shirt with some band I've never heard of and just a glimps of her white panties peeking out underneath. My my if she was only a bit older. Sitting down left little to wonder the crotch of her undies in full view. I cleared my throat before saying you're a bit uncovered there, pointing at her young box.
She sings out, it's just us girls or do you mind? No, no I said. I just wanted to make sure you knew. She just smiled and continued the conversation we were have. I got to get to know her better and it became very clear their style was far different then how we raised our girls.
Looking back I'd guess the last time I seen my daughters nude was when they were eight or nine and walking around the house like that would never be allowed. Now I'm not a prude or even close but there's walls to respect between almost grown and adults, even laws against it I'd bet. She goes on to inform me she even goes naked at home, but she'd respect me at least when my husband is at home.
I didn't know what to..... Thank you??? She then informed me she has water polo practice and asked to use the shower. |
this is a story that relate to being i was nude a lot growing up also. even in front of my brother and daddy. so event it's considered taboo. it is still a fun part of living. so i think good for you.