friendship first (for now)

You decide not to betray your best friend's trust by breaking into her suitcase. Though the thought of those prize possessions, so close and yet so far, was driving you a little nuts. You busy yourself while Lexi finishes her shower by pulling back the bed linen on your queen-size bed. You almost spritz yourself at the sudden realization that you and Lexi would be sharing this bed tonight, her body mere inches from yours. You ponder changing for bed, but don't know what kind of outfit would be most appropriate. You decide to let Lexi change first, and base your sleepwear on what she feels comfortable in.

You turn on the stereo system, put the radio on a station playing some soft rock ballads. You leave only your end table lamps on, throwing some colored kerchiefs over the shades for an even softer glow. You hope it isn't too much.

Just as you sit back down on the bed, Lexi enters. She has a thirsty terry towel turban-style over her hair as well as another towel wrapped around her torso. You smile at her, trying not to look too eager.

"Thanks again for letting me crash here a couple days. It's so good to see you again." She smiles that heartmelting smile and turns to her suitcase.

You enjoy the view as she bends forward, her towel rising up. You can't quite make out her quim in the shadows, but her tawny thighs glow, little dewdrops are still left from her recent shower. She sorts through her clothes.

"I didn't have much time for laundering, partying all week in Cancun. Do you mind if I do some wash now?" she asks, her hands filled with dainties.

"You are my guest. Let me do that for you!" you say, grabbing the bundle before she has a chance to change her mind. "I'll get these started and be right back. Feel free to change for bed if you wish." You head for the door.

"Oh, about that.." Lexi starts. Your heart begins to fall.

"Space being limited for the Cancun trip, I didn't pack much for the cooler climate."

Your heart rises. Into your throat with your lascivious thoughts.

"Uh, that's no prob. Let me just raise the thermostat a bit." You walk over to the stat on the wall and adjust it. Maybe quite a bit. "Be back in a flash!" you say, heading for the cellar with your booty.

You never flew down a flight of stairs as quickly as you did these steps to the laundry room. The thought of what Lexi might not be wearing when you get back was killing you. You quickly start the washer, sniffing each panty before you drop it inside. Except for the cherry-adorned panties. Those you hide behind a large detergent box before you head back upstairs. You try to slow your ascent, making sure Lexi has time to change. You push the half-closed door open quietly and stop in your tracks. Lexi looks incredible.