A Small Closet

The other side of the door was a small closet.

Fortunately for them, it was empty. Nora wasn't sure what they would've done if it weren't. It was so cramped and narrow, they could barely fit in as they closed the door behind them. They were pressed against each other.

Nora's breasts were breasts so close to Molly's that they almost flattened each other; soft warm breasts moved against one another as they breathed. Nora flinched as she noticed two points poking into her bosom. Their legs were entangled in each other with their knees positioned in between the other's legs. Their hands were on each other's hips. Whenever Nora moved her hands, she felt the curves of Molly's rear, and she shivered as she felt Molly do the same. And their faces were within an inch of each other; Nora could feel Molly's breath on her lips. It was just like her dream.

When Nora looked down, she saw the lights of the “ghosts” move past their door.

“Well,” Nora said, her voice breaking. She swallowed and started again. “Well, it looks like they're gone.”

Molly was breathing heavily now.

“Y-yes,” she said. “We should... should probably wait. Just a little bit.”

Nora tried for a nod. As she did, her lips came close to Molly's again, and she stopped.

“Yeah,” she said.

They were silent for a few seconds. All Nora could think about was her breasts moving against the softness of Molly's, her hands admiring Molly's butt, Molly's knee between her legs. Molly's body was great to look at, but feeling it up was something else altogether. It was amazing.

Maybe Amber was right; maybe Nora _was _bisexual. She had always admired guys' physiques, but here she was in absolute _heaven _with the most beautiful girl she had ever met. Nora's nipples were getting harder at the thought. She could feel herself getting wet. Then she felt a similar dampness on her knee.

It was then Nora realized just how strange this might be for Molly.

“So,” Nora said, trying to break the silence. “This is, uh, awkward.”

Molly let out a small groan.

“Er, yeah,” Molly said. “Very.”

There was more silence now.

“So... you like what you feel?” Nora asked weakly.

“Huh?”

“Your hands on my ass.”

“Oh! I didn't-! It was an accident!”

“It's okay,” Nora said with a giggle. “But... so you like it?” Nora paused, then added. “Am I, you know, sexy?”

Molly was silent for a few seconds. For a moment, Nora was afraid that she had crossed a line. Then Molly spoke again.

“I think you have a great body,” Molly said. She squeezed Nora's butt cheeks as she said it, and Nora let out an involuntary squeak. “And you're really cute. What about me?”

Nora froze. Her heart rate quickened. What was she going to say?

Then she focused on her hands. She focused on the great things they were feeling. She gave a big squeeze, which led to another small groan from Molly.

“You're great, Molly,” Nora said. “You look great, you feel great. You've got a great bod.”

Nora giggled again after she said it. Before long, Molly started giggling with her. The giggles turned into outright laughter. Their breasts brushed against each other more as they laughed, but neither cared. They were safe, they were in each other's arms, and they were absolutely ridiculous.

They just laughed.

And Nora loved every moment of it.

Finally, the laughter died down.

“Okay,” Molly said. “I think... I think we can get out now.”

“What if Amber sees us?”

“There's no point in staying here all night, Nora. We gotta get moving eventually. Now, help me outta here.”

Molly pulled one of her hands off of Nora's butt and reached for the handle. There was a small shaking sound.

“Huh?”

“What is it?” Nora asked, her heart falling.

“It won't open.”

Molly began shifting in place, forcing herself against the door. Unfortunately, as she did, her knee rammed itself up against Nora. Nora let out a gasp as Molly's knee made contact.

“M-Molly,” she said quietly. “You might want to... watch it!”

Molly's knee rammed against her again and a shiver went through her entire body. Nora bit her lip, desperate to fight back the upcoming moan.

“I'm... trying!” Molly growled, forcing herself against the door again.

Nora started shaking now. Her knee started running up and down against Molly in response, and Molly let out a moan of her own.

“Oh god,” Molly said. “Nora...”

Molly stopped fighting against the door. Now the two were just rubbing up against each other, both completely lost in lust.

*****

“Oh, Molly, you didn't think I was blind here, did you?” Amber said, watching the screen. “You honestly thought I wouldn't lock you guys in there? You're getting out of the closet until you're both _ready _to come out of the closet.”

Amber started snickering at her own joke. As she did, she noticed something. Nora and Amber were beginning to rub against each other. Studying their faces, Amber saw that their hair was matted against their faces, wet with sweat. Their mouths were both open as they moaned.

“Oh god,” Amber whispered.

They were already beginning to get into it. As Amber watched, she felt her own face heat up. This was a private moment, but she couldn't look away. Sweat was beginning to build up around her armpits. She was getting hot.

Amber looked around the room. She was alone. There was no one to watch her. To judge her. Why not?

Amber grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it off. In a flash, she was completely topless – her bear B-Cup breasts exposed to the room – and her shirt had joined the rest of her clothes on the pile. Amber leaned back in the chair, dressed in just her panties.

“Well girls,” she huffed. Her nipples were getting hard. She crossed her legs, noticing faint dampness in her own panties. “What's say we make things more comfortable for you?”

Amber reached for a lever hooked up to the closet. Smiling brightly, she pulled it down, hard.