Dropping off the present

I am dressed in a blue bikini that has red stars on it and I am walking towards a lake that is heavily concealed by a forest. I know that someone has gotten to the lake before me because I can hear a bit of splashing. If this person wasn't in the lake, then I would not be that eager to swim there. I know how to swim, but I have never found it appealing. As I get closer to the lake I think about all the fun that I am going to have swimming with my work buddy Bree. When I finally get to the lake, I see that I could very well be in for a lot more fun than I ever imagined. I see Bree swimming and I get a very pleasurable view of her back side. This is because she is totally naked. That's right. My current desire is skinny dipping. I see Bree's arms and legs kicking and I lightly bite my knuckle because I am more turned on than I have ever been. Just the motion of my buddy cutting through the water is enough to make my bikini bottoms soaked. Bree finally sees me and turns around so I get an unobstructed view of her breasts which is driving me completely crazy.

"Do you like what you see?" Bree asks while flipping her black hair back in a flirtatious manner.

"Mm-hm," I gurgle since my buxom buddy has temporarily made me lose all power of speech.

"Don't you think that you are a little overdressed for this swimming hole?" Bree asks.

"P-perhaps," I stutter while blushing beet red from head to toe.

"Don't you think that you should do something to fix that?" my gal pal urges me.

"Sure," I wheeze while reaching behind my back with my heart beating so loud in my ears that I can barely hear anything else.

I untie the knot holding my bra up and let it fall to the ground. I pull down my panties and leave them on the ground to show Bree my naked body.

"Mmmm!" she moans appreciatively.

"Do you like what you see?" I question.

"Babe, you are a drop dead knockout!" my current love interest compliments me.

"There are so many things that I want to do to you!" I put forth with a growl since my arousal has overcome my nervousness.

"You can do whatever you want to me if you catch me," Bree chastises me.

"I agree to your little game, but I would like to warn you that you will have a lot more fun if you lose," I respond while diving into the pond after my sexy friend.

Bree is not going to make this easy for me. She is a better swimmer than me and she has a head start. Even though my feminine pal is presenting me with a daunting task, I know that I can't give up since she has promised to give herself to me if I catch her. I swim as fast as I can while still making smooth even strokes. I can hardly believe it when I start to catch up with her. When the mermaid swims around the edge, I see my chance. I turn a sharper corner to cut my prey off. By the time Bree knows what is happening, she collides with me and I squeeze my arms around her. I get a wicked grin on my face as I start pulling my prize out of the pond.

"What are you going to me?" my love interest squeals.

"You said that I could do anything that I wanted to you if I caught you," I reminded my hot friend. "It's time for fun!"

As soon as I get Bree back on land, I drop her on the ground and dive on her so she can't get away. I hold the girl of my dreams tightly in my arms while giving her my best lip lock.

"Oooooh!" Bree moans as I stick my tongue in her mouth for a little while.

I massage my lover's breasts next. I really drive her nuts when I start tweaking her nipples.

"I CAN'T STAND IT ANY LONGER!" Bree cries out while taking over the top position.

My favorite girl shows me that she is not going to mess around any longer when she opens up my legs and starts eating out my most private place. She has such a tight grip on me that I know that there is no possible way for me to get back on top again so I just lay back and enjoy my approaching orgasm.

"I LOVE YOU, BREE! AAAAHHHH! OOOOOOOH!"

My immense orgasm wakes me up and sends me back to reality. I am disappointed when I find out that my lesbian romp with my work buddy was merely a dream. I look around the living room to gather my bearings. I feel very lucky when I look at Mom's grandfather clock and see that it is only 2:00 in the morning and no one in the house is awake yet. It would have been awkward trying to explain that kind of dream to my mother and especially my boss. I consider going back to sleep when I notice that I have a huge problem that is in the form of a wet spot on my pink nightgown. If anyone sees that, then they will know the problem I had and I couldn't live that down. It is a good thing that I have always laid out the clothes that I intended to wear the next morning in the living room before Nick went to sleep. I quickly headed down to the bathroom in our basement to get cleaned up and changed. I know that I am going to need all the sleep I can get to drive back to New York and face Bree so I stash my soiled nightgown in my car and then I go back to the couch and instantly nod off.

At 4:30, my alarm goes off so I go to my room to pack my things in my suitcases. When I get back downstairs to put my things in the car, I discover that Mom is cooking a big breakfast since I am about to leave home again. I find it hard to talk during breakfast since I am getting a little emotional about leaving home again. Mom understands and keeps patting my shoulder. Soon after breakfast, Nick and Charles leave after I promise to see Nick on Monday. I then hug my mother after our guests leave and I cry on her shoulder for a couple of minutes. Dylan joins in and hugs the both of us. He hands me an index card after everyone's emotions clear up.

"Here's my email address and Avery's is on the other side," Dylan explains. "Don't be a stranger."

"I won't," I promise.

"Call me anytime you need anything," Mom orders.

"I will," I reply.

I wave a final goodbye at my family and set off for New York. I drive for a long while and I stop only to eat lunch and to take care of private business a couple of times. When I finally arrive at my apartment and unpack, I see that the time is 5:00 P.M. I realize I have one more important trip to make so I head out to Bree's apartment while worrying if she will like my present. When I get to her building, I get my important package from my trunk and head up to room 201. I knock on the door and one of my best friends opens it.

"It's good to see you, Cynthia!" Bree blurts out.

"It's good to see you too," I reply while thinking about my dream for a second.

"What's the box for?" Bree wondered.

"I know it's a bit late, but it's your Christmas present," I reveal.

"Y-you didn't have to get me anything," Bree stuttered.

"I wanted to so here," I insist while handing the package to my friend.

"Come in," Bree orders me while taking her present inside.

As soon as I enter my buddy's apartment, I hear a familiar greeting and feel something furry rub my leg. I bend over and pet Caramel for a couple of seconds. By the time I am finished, I hear the tearing of wrapping paper. I stand up to see Bree opening the box while sitting on her couch. I see my work buddy pick up her ceramic cookie jar. The moment of truth is here.