More Emily Stories

As Sophie wrapped up her recounting of events at the science museum, the other three girls erupted with laughter. Emily kept her sheepish grin up, remembering that embarrassing day and waiting for a chance to speak up.

"Say, Sophie," Emily ventured a few moments later as the laughter of the women around her died down, "Do-"

"That sounds so embarrassing!" Vanessa said with a chuckle as she clapped a hand emphatically on Emily's exposed thigh. Any thoughts of asking for clothing instantly vanished at the sudden unexpected contact. She blushed a little more deeply.

"Oh you think that's bad?" Sophie grinned. "At least she kept her knickers on that time!"

This sent another chorus of laughter through the group. Emily glanced down out of embarrassment, and noticed Vanessa's hand had not left her leg.

"Do you remember our last little outing to the park Emily?" Sophie asked sweetly. All eyes turned back to the towel-clad girl.

"Uh, heh, yes of course," Emily mumbled, recalling that day a few weeks prior.

The two of them had gone to a nearby park for a little picnic in the comfortable outdoor weather. Except after they ate, Sophie had suggested the two of them join in with some nearby boys who were tossing a frisbee around. Sophie must have been a very big fan of frisbee, since she lunged to intercept a pass made to Emily from one of the boys, and had accidentally knocked Emily into a nearby thorny bush.

Sophie had been quick to apologize and offered to help Emily back to her feet. Unfortunately, Emily's skirt had gotten snagged in the bush something awful, as Sophie helpfully pointed out. Fortunately though, Sophie had pulled a pair of scissors from her purse almost immediately, and was more then happy to cut Emily free from her prickly predicament. As her friend had begun snipping away at Emily's lower half, the group of boys had gathered around to see what the matter was. And so they'd all been right nearby when Sophie loudly proclaimed that she'd have to cut Emily's underwear free from the bush as well. And before Emily knew it, her friend had cut her lower garments completely to pieces, leaving little more than their waistbands left intact, and all the boys had gotten quite a good look at her most private place! The essentially bottomless girl had been tempted to ask Sophie if it was truly necessary to remove all of the fabric in order to unsnare her, but she knew her friend was just trying to help. Emily had ended up using their picnic blanket as a large makeshift skirt for the rest of the afternoon, and that had only come undone on her once or twice, thankfully.

Sophie regaled the assembled girls with her version of the tale, much to everyone's enjoyment (except, perhaps, Emily's).

"Oh, Emily you poor thing!" Susan said from beside Sophie, laughing so hard tears were actually coming to her eyes. "What other hilarious antics have you gotten into?"

"Oh, well..." Emily hedged, still awkwardly clutching the small towel over just her chest and womanhood, "I'd really rather not get into all that..."

"Come on now," Melody said, "you're among friends! Here, I know just what you need," she said, offering Emily a freshly poured glass of wine.

Emily hesitated for a moment, but figured it would be rude to decline the offer. Besides, it did sound nice after her whirlwind of a day. She relinquished her hold on the lower portion of her towel, making sure to keep its top clutched to her breasts, and accepted the glass. She took a sip and set it on the table in front of her, before once again trying to ask Sophie about borrowing something to wear.

"Soph-"

"And then there was the time we went to the zoo!" Sophie loudly interrupted. "Oh, you girls won't even believe what happened!" she said, already struggling to contain her laughter. Emily sighed, already cringing at the laughter she knew would soon be coming from the girls around her. Vanessa gave her a supportive smile, and lightly rubbed her thigh in a comforting gesture, although it did push the towel a bit higher up her thigh. Emily blushed at the contact as her mind drifted back to her afternoon at the zoo.

She'd been there with Sophie and a few other friends, eager to see all the exotic animals. But her excitement had soon turned to sheer embarrassment when the giraffe she'd been feeding had seen fit to snake its tongue down into her tank top and pull the shirt clean off Emily's body! Emily had silently wondered if the strange occurrence had had anything to do with Sophie accidentally spilling something on her shirt a few minutes prior, but her redheaded friend insisted up and down that it had simply been water she spilled.

Sophie had offered to walk Emily to the nearest gift shop and buy her a replacement shirt nonetheless. It was embarrassing being out in the middle of the crowd with just a bra on, but matters had soon been complicated even further. Emily's shoelaces had come undone, and after Sophie ushered her off to the side of the crowded path, she'd crouched down to retie them, with Sophie standing behind to keep her out of view. But in another moment of bad luck, the clasp of her bra had come undone. Emily now greatly regretted wearing a strapless bra that day, but in her defense the weather had been particularly hot. Still, it had been of little comfort for the beauty as her bra tumbled to the ground, where it was almost immediately snatched up by a monkey, who had greedily reached through the bars of his enclosure.

The next twenty minutes as the girls looked for the gift shop were quite humiliating for Emily, as she was **** to cover her boobs with just her hands as nearly everyone looked on at her. Eventually, Sophie, who had been holding the map for obvious reasons, finally made enough sense of it to find the shop and buy Emily a new t-shirt.

Once again, Sophie retold the events for her friends, eliciting even more uproarious laughter from the group. Emily felt embarrassed all over again, but she did have to admit it was at least a little funny. How many people on earth could say the had been stripped by a giraffe after all? Emily took another sip of her wine.

"Emily, I've got to say," Melody said enthusiastically, "you sound like one of the most interesting people I've ever met!"

"Oh, well," Emily blushed further, "I don't know about all that."

"I mean it!" Melody insisted as Vanessa resumed slowly rubbing Emily's thigh. Emily awkwardly took another sip from her glass. "Any other thrilling tales you can share with us?" she asked excitedly.

Emily glanced around the room, unsurprisingly finding all eyes on her.

"Like I said," Emily shyly said, "I'd prefer not to. In fact, Sophie do y-"

"Oh! What about our trip home from the spa?" Sophie volunteered. "Why don't you tell them how that played out, Emily?"

"Oh the spa?" Susan asked. "Do tell..."

"It had been a girls day," Sophie said. "Emily, Amber, and I had just finished a wonderful session there. But when we went back to get dressed again... Well, you tell it Emily! I shouldn't keep stealing your spotlight!"

"No, no, I'd really rather not..." Emily said again, though not as forcefully as before.

"Come on, Emily," Melody pressed, "we'd all love to hear it!"

Emily took another gulp of wine.

"Well..." she said, looking at the floor. She felt embarrassed that she had been the center of attention all night, and that she was still sitting in her friend's crowded living room practically naked!

"It's alright Emily," Vanessa said softly from beside her, almost in a whisper, as she continued gently rubbing her leg. "Go on. Tell us what happened next."

Emily was conflicted. She didn't want to have to relive yet another embarrassing moment in front of these lovely girls. But then again, they had been so nice to her all night, and she truly was beginning to feel more comfortable around them. Plus they truly appeared to enjoy the stories about her embarrassing antics. Maybe it was the liquid courage beginning to take effect, but Emily began wondering if maybe it wouldn't be so bad telling them about what had happened...