Of course! I'll go with her and her girlfriend!

I happily accepted. I started doing the dishes while the girls relaxed on the couch. I glanced at them at times; Sarah was constantly all over Zoe, sitting on her thick thighs, caressing her face, kissing her softly on the lips and neck. Zoe also did the same, and her hands were always running over my girlfriend's body: fondling her large ass, cupping her perfect breasts, hugging her slim waist. They were so cheerful about it, so it helped me accept it more as something totally natural.

I finished the dishes and went to the room to get changed. When I came out, Sarah was straddling Zoe. She was sitting right on top of her lap, face to face, firmly caressing her face, neck, shoulders and chest with her fingers. She had even pulled down the straps of Zoe's dress to have more freedom, and her friend's garment threatened to reveal her perky breasts at any moment. Sarah was also softly grinding against her, pressing downward with her hips as Zoe slightly thrusted up. Their eyes were locked, as if nothing could break the concentration off one another. I was surprised by the intensity of their friendship.

"Is that... Uh... A massage?" I dared to speak, but they didn't react. "Sarah?"

"What? Ah, yes! It's just a little relaxing face massage to prevent stiffness." She said without interrupting her fingers. She was massaging her shoulders, and her hand slowly ran down to Zoe's cleavage. Was it necessary to grind on her? Maybe, I don't know anything about massages. "Ready to go, Liam?"

"Yes, let's go."

She broke eye contact with Zoe and glanced at me, beaming. Then, she looked back at Zoe and kissed her. However, this time she used her tongue. Through the little opening between their mouths, I could briefly see their tongues pressing against each other. It wasn't a long kiss, but it was more intense than their other kisses. I was flabbergasted.

"You're the best friend" Zoe told her with her soft voice. "Thank you for caring so much about me."

Zoe's words calmed me down. Yes. I had to remember those kisses meant nothing but friendly play. It wasn't like my kisses with Sarah. Yeah! No reason to feel weird.

"Let's go, then." Zoe prompted Sarah to stand up, although it too Zoe a little more time to stand up herself, almost as if she were breathing in to cool down.

The morning and early afternoon out were amazing. It was like watching two school girls in a movie having fun after school. I remembered the hard time Sarah had when she was young. I remembered the rumors. I remembered how the popular girls treated her. And I felt so much happiness in the present, watching her enjoy a day at the mall with a friend that really appreciated her and loved her. My Sarah deserved everything good and beautiful.

I walked behind the two girls, so as not to take up all the space in the halls. I looked more like a bodyguard, and at times it felt as if I was the third wheel of the group. However, their comments kept me comfortable with them, as they usually asked for my opinion, or asked me if I wanted to look for some clothing for myself.

I could never complain about walking behind them, though. Sarah's outfit wasn't slutty per se, but it was... Revealing enough. And really sexy. I noticed several men —and women!— turning their heads to look at my girlfriend's perfect ass, tightly held by those shorts. But I could stare at them all day long! Zoe had some beautiful but too, but because of her dress, It was not as evident as Sarah's. Her legs were a total delight to look at. I felt bad after checking out Zoe, but then Sarah would make comments like "Oh my gosh! Zoe's ass would look amazing in those pants! Don't you think, Liam?" and that feeling would disappear. At times, when hugging Sarah, Zoe would also squeeze her butt a bit.

Of course, Zoe and Sarah would take several different pieces of clothes and take them to the fitting rooms, and then would take the longest minutes trying them out, just to choose only one or two items. Just like typical girls! I couldn't go in with them, because I'm a man, so I would wait outside. I could barely hear their giggling and their excited whispers, though. At times Sarah would leave the fitting rooms a little sweaty and blushing; and Zoe would smile, with her cute reddish cheeks.

Sometimes, Sarah sent me selfies from the fitting rooms. She had been trying on different tops and blouses, and asking what I thought of them. They were all basically a combination of slutty and classy: fancy design, but really deep cleavage, or see-through material. Zoe didn't appear in most of those photos, but I could see her little hands grabbing my girlfriend here and there, like adjusting her bra, or hugging Sarah.

One of the selfies had the caption "Making sure it fits!" and it was of Sarah leaning forward a bit towards the camera. She was blushing, and she had on a pretty, green and yellow dress, which was deliciously tight on her chest. It also had some straps on the sides to make it tighter or looser. Her lower torso was out of frame. Behind her I could see Zoe, although she was a bit out of focus, as if she were moving. She was seemingly holding Sarah's hips, and her own hips were pressed against my girlfriend, and the green and yellow dress seemed to be lifted a bit. It looked... Strange.

But then I realized! Zoe was just adjusting Sarah's dress! Given how tight the chest was, probably the waist was too loose, so Zoe was tightening the straps. It was just the photo didn't capture the angle nor the action right! I texted her back: "Make sure Zoe doesn't tighten it too much!"

I suddenly remembered the movie White Chicks, when one of the main characters is on the phone with his wife, but one of the girls is trying to make some tight pants fit him. And the call sounds as if they were having sex, when they were just trying on clothes! Huh. Why did I remember that?

I got an audio response from Sarah. However, it's not Sarah's voice I hear, but Zoe's. She spoke softly, as usual, although a bit agitated —shopping all day long can be tiring! —. I also hear some rhythmic background sounds, but they aren't quite clear.

"Sorry, Liam, I like it tight. Sarah has such a beautiful body it's s crime not to show he figure!"

I totally agreed with her: it felt a bit awkward for me to have other people look at my girlfriend, but Sarah enjoyed feeling pretty and sexy, and Zoe supported her so much. I think I had never seen Sarah more confident than recently. A photo interrupted my train of thought. It was a photo of Sarah's back. She was wearing the same green and yellow dress, now with the straps properly tightened. The garment followed her shape wonderfully, and the dress showed a good portion of her back. I didn't understand why she was leaning forward but arching back, and why she seemed to be holding onto the wall, as if she were being pressed against it, or why the angle of the photo hid her ass. It had the caption: "Your girlfriend is the best! ❤️"

I smiled at my phone. Yes, I knew it. Sarah was the best, and I'd won the lottery with her. They took some more time, so I went around the store and got her something. Throughout the day, Zoe had been paying for everything, insisting it was her way of paying us for letting her stay at our place. So since those two were busy together in the fitting room, I bought my girlfriend a cute choker, like the ones she's been wearing recently. It was a thin, black, lace choker with a little heart symbol.

They finally came out of the fitting rooms. They seemed a little tired, and their hair was a little ruffled, but what can one expect whem they'd spent the whole day changing clothes? Sarah's legs are even trembling!

"You need like you need a rest. Wanna grab a bite before we continue?"

"Yeah, I think so." Sarah giggled as she hugged Zoe, who looked really satisfied, probably because they got so many good clothes on sale. "Thank you for being the best boyfriend! You're so patient!"

Sarah came close and kissed me. For a second, I thought I felt something sweet, salty, and sticky on her lips, but that idea quickly fled my mind.