Cora and Mark were friends from church. We had hit it off with them mainly due to our kids being roughly the same age. However, we were about ten years apart in age, my husband and I having just turned forty while Cora and Mark were turning thirty. We all enjoyed each other’s company when we went out as families, but Cora and I were able to spend a lot more time together, creating an even stronger bond. Cora is a beautiful redhead; a stay-at-home mom with enough time to work out and keep her body in shape. I am a teacher with summers off and I have a pretty decent body. I enjoy spending as much time as possible outside being kissed by the sun.
Living in the same suburb made it easy for us to get together. We spent time doing a lot of things that were oriented toward our boys. We went to the park and let the boys play. We would go to the aquarium together, or some kind of event center that would let the boys do trampolines, rock climbing, bounce houses and such like. Most of the time the baby girls would sleep while the boys played, and we would end up at one person’s house or the other to finish the day. When our husbands got home, we would do dinner together and hang out until it was time for the kids to go to bed.
One of our favorite things was to go to the water park. It would allow the boys to play and for us to ogle the men, and the men to check us out in our bikinis. Neither of us would cheat on our husbands, but it is nice to get a little confidence boost once in a while and to gossip about the hot young men that were available during the summer. We would watch for each other to see who was checking out the other, and if I was totally honest, I could see why Cora would be the center of attention with her beauty.
Toward the end of the summer, Cora gave me a call. She suggested that before I went back to school that we should have a girls day out. We could go shopping, followed by lunch at somewhere other than a kind of fast food place, and then we could spend the afternoon drinking by her neighborhood pool. This sounded amazing to me. I was in need of some 'me time', so we started to put the plans in place. Grandparents were to watch the kids for the day and even keep them overnight.
The day finally arrived; I handed off the kids and headed to Cora’s house. After picking her up, we headed to the mall to do some shopping. We had a different taste in clothes, but had an appreciation for what each other liked, and could still be honest about what looked good on each other and what didn’t. We were having a blast picking out clothes and we were about ready to leave the mall when Cora pulled me into Victoria Secret.
Shopping at Victoria Secret with someone else was new for me. Picking out my panties and bras was not something I did with others. With Cora, though, it seemed normal that we would be in there together. She had a way about making something that felt uncomfortable seem totally normal and, after an hour of shopping for panties and picking out something to wear for our husbands later that night, we finally left.
We then had a superb early lunch, with some adult beverages. The conversation was flowing well with us talking about everything and anything and back again. We talked about our recent purchases, men, and what we loved and hated about them, and parenting. After about an hour Cora said we should head back to the pool and drink cheaper liquor to which I agreed.
Once back at her place we changed into our bikinis, grabbed our margarita bucket, two red solo cups, and headed to the pool. On a Tuesday in the early afternoon we were lucky to find no one else at the pool. It was perfect. As soon as we were through the gate, I set my stuff down and jumped into the pool to get wet before putting on my sunscreen. I put on most of it, but had Cora apply it where I couldn’t reach. Then I did the same for her. Rubbing lotion all over her body made me appreciate how hot of a friend she really was as it always did when I would put lotion on her. Over the next couple of hours we were able to take in some sun, finish the margarita bucket, and try out the swimsuits we'd bought earlier in the day.
Around the middle of the afternoon, Cora suggested we go back to the house. I agreed, and we packed everything up and headed back. Once at their house, we decided to shower and get ready for our husbands to get home. Cora needed some help getting the clasp for her top undone so she asked me to help.
As I finished helping her, Cora turned around, said "Thank you," and gave me the most gentle kiss on the lips. I had never kissed a girl before and was not expecting to kiss her. It caught me so off guard that I didn’t really kiss her back, but I felt this tingling in my pussy that I could not ignore. So, I grabbed Cora’s hair and pulled her in for another kiss. This time, our kiss was more than a peck. We started off slow with some gentle open mouth kisses, then Cora’s tongue darted into my mouth. Kissing Cora was so different than kissing my husband. My husband is a good kisser, but he is a man with facial hair. Kissing Cora was sweet, it was passionate, it was exciting, it was toe curling and most of all it was so hot. My heart was racing, the butterflies were all over my stomach, and my bikini bottoms were soaked -- and not from the pool.
