It was all so strange, one minute her best friend was there and a minute later she was not. One of the other girls stated that she saw her leaving, quite unlike Beth to leave a dance so early and not tell her. So Shari headed to Beth's house which was just a short walk from her house and a few blocks from the school. Shari was told by Beth's parents that she was in her hiding place, they meant her brother's old room above the garage.

Her brother had moved out to attend college and the room stood vacant. Beth's parents allowed her to use it when she wanted to be alone or for sleepovers. She was to keep it clean and not invite any boys in.

So Shari climbed the stairs on the outside of the garage and knocked on the door of the dormer, her friend's voice from behind the closed door told her to go away.

"Beth, it's me," Shari said standing close to the door so she did not have to raise her voice.

A second later the door opened and Beth was standing there. She stepped back to allow her friend to enter before retaking her seat on the couch and grabbing a pillow and hugging it to her chest. Beth's eyes were red and it was obvious to her friend that she had been crying.

"Sweetie, what's wrong? Did one of those asshole jocks try something with you?" Shari questioned.

"No, no one tried anything," Beth responded. "I just needed some alone time."

Shari was a little surprised. The term alone time was their secret phrase for masturbation.

"So who was it that got you so hot?" Shari asked lowering her voice as though someone else might hear. She knew her friend didn't get hot enough to diddle herself without a reason.

"Can we just leave it alone?" Beth responded.

"No, we can't just leave it alone. We've been besties since kindergarten and we always told each other everything, and I do mean everything. From the first kiss we got to the first time we allowed some boy to give us a feel job, we never had any secrets from each other. Now you want me to leave it alone?" Shari stated.

"This is different," her friend responded.

"How is it different?" Shari responded starting to get a little upset at her friend for withholding information.

"Because it was you that got me hot," Beth responded.

Shar's eyes went wide and her mouth hung open at her best friend's admission, her silence allowed Beth to continue.

"Do you have any idea how attractive you are? You have great-looking legs and beautiful tits plus you're drop-dead gorgeous to boot. Do you know how difficult it is for me when we get ready for gym class? The sight of you standing there in your bra and panties always gets me hot," Beth continued.

Now Shari should have been revolted, but for some reason, she wasn't. Beth was easily one of the most attractive girls in school, she put the senior cheerleaders to shame. Now here she was telling her how attractive she thought she was, Shari never considered herself as attractive as Beth.

"Then tonight seeing you all dressed up was too much for me so I bolted," Beth admitted.

"How long has this attraction been going on?" Shari asked.

"Since last year," Beth responded.

"You've never said anything," Shari responded as she took a seat next to her, and allowed her friend to weep on her shoulder.

"It's not something easily shared, plus I didn't want to scare you away," Beth commented as her tears continued to flow.

Beth was still dressed in her party dress. The short skirt portion of it revealed a set of fantastic-looking legs in black pantyhose, Shari had always been a little jealous of her friend's legs as they were perfect, even better than hers.

"There are girls in school that are very open about their choices. Did you hit on any of them?" Shari asked.

"None of them. They don't have your looks or personality," Beth responded wiping the tears streaming down her face.

"Please, stop crying. You've told me your secret and I didn't run into the night screaming lesbian at the top of my voice," Shari told her in an attempt to get her friend to smile.

Beth raised her head and Shari smiled at her. Even with tears streaming down her face and her mascara running she was still as attractive as ever. The scent of Beth's perfume seemed to fill her nostrils and her glossed lips seemed to shine even more than normal, all this caused a strange feeling to come over Shari.

"Beth, do you want to kiss me?" Shari asked in a quiet voice.

"Very much, but I don't want to gross you out," Beth answered.

"You won't," Shari stated surprising herself with her answer.

Beth laid the pillow aside and slowly leaned into her best friend and allowed her cherry-red lips to connect with her friends. It was a gentle kiss that caused Shari's nipples to harden and her teenage pussy to heat up, none of the first kisses she received from her boyfriends did that to her.

When the kiss ended Shari noticed that her best friend's nipples had become prominent under the top of her dress.

"So is this what you think about when you diddle yourself?" Shari asked.

"That and more," Beth responded.

"Show me," Shari responded.

"Are you sure?" Beth asked.

"Yes," she responded in a voice that was almost a whisper.

Beth allowed one arm to slide across Shari's slender shoulders as she slid closer. Then once again her glossy red lips attached themselves to Shari's. The kiss was as gentle as the first one, except this time Shari felt her best friend's tongue push against her lips.

For some unknown reason, Shari parted her closed lips and allowed Beth's tongue to slip inside her mouth. Shari soon found herself sucking on Beth's tongue as she sucked on hers. As they continued to kiss Shari felt Beth's free hand gently rub her left breast through her silky blouse.

Shari's nipples became even harder and her panties became soaked, none of her boyfriends ever caused her to react like this. It was Shari that ended the kiss and pulled away and Beth believed that she had crossed a line. However, before she could question her friend she watched as Shari slowly unbuttoned her blouse and gently pulled it open to reveal a pretty white bra that hugged her breasts, her erect nipples were very noticeable to her friend.

"Look what you did to my girls," Shari stated. "No boy has ever done that to me."

Beth allowed one hand to gently run across the silken cups of her friend's bra. Each stroke caused Shari's body to shudder. Beth stopped stroking and stood up and unzipped her dress, it slid down her legs and puddled at her ankles. Beth was wearing a black bra and the sheerest pantyhose that Shari had ever seen. Underneath the pantyhose she wore a black bikini panty, Beth loved black clothing.

Beth took her seat on the couch again and both girls resumed kissing as they pressed their bra-covered breasts into each other. Beth's long fingernails gently run up Shari's leg from her knee and stopped at the hemline of her short skirt.

"Do you think your parents will let you spend the night?" Beth asked.

"If your parents are OK with it and they call my folks," Shari answered.

"That will depend on you," Beth stated.

The girls redressed and headed to the main house. Beth darted into her room unseen by her parents leaving Shari to talk to them.

"She's having a bad day. Going to the dance without a date was bad enough, but then seeing the boy that she hoped would have asked her with another girl was too much," Shari explained.

"It happens, boys are so unthinking at that age," Beth's mom replied.

"She asked me to spend the night, if it's OK with you," Shari replied.

"Good idea. She will need her best friend's shoulder to cry upon," Beth's mom continued. "I'll call your parents right now and explain everything."

Shari spotted Beth slipping out again unseen by her folks carrying a backpack and heading to the dormer.

"I better not see any boys climbing those stairs," Beth's dad joked.

"Not to worry," Shari assured him as she headed back to the dormer.