Friendship or Something More

As the water ran down her body, Carolyn thought ahead to this evening.
I wonder what will happen? I wonder if she misses me as just a friend or maybe more? I guess i'll just have to wait and see. I'll play it cool, in case she is just wanting to be friends, but if more happens, i'm definitely not going to fight it.

As Carolyn soaped her perky 34D chest her mind wandered to one of the last times her and Rachael had been together before they broke up a few months earlier. They had been laying in bed watching some cheesy sci-fi horror flick when Rachael had grabbed her a little tighter and buried her face in Carolyn’s neck. Carolyn’s attention instantly diverted from a giant snake eating the token buff black guy to the sexy woman laying beside her.

She wrapped an arm around Rachael and stroked her side softly, trying not to laugh, it was a silly b movie that shouldn't be able to scare a 7 year old. Rachael relaxed slowly and started breathing in Carolyn’s ear, which of course was one of her major turn ons, and the little minx knew it!

At this point Carolyn started rubbing soap over the rest of her body, as she moved lower she closed her eyes and the motion and thoughts caught up with her. Her nipples hardened and her breath came quicker. Noticing this she opened her eyes and chuckled.
I really hope Rachael is wanting to hang out for more reasons than just cards and a movie.

After her shower Carolyn took longer to get ready than normal. She usually just threw on whatever jeans were clean and a comfortable t-shirt, pulled her hair up into a ponytail, and went about her day. She was what you would call a tom-boy. Not really worried about appearances. But she was still a good looker. 23 with medium length reddish brown hair with natural highlights, stunning hazel eyes, 5'7 with a nicely built athletic body, and with a good bit of defined muscle.
But she wanted to look a little nicer tonight for Rachael, it wouldn't hurt her chances at a bit more, right?

She chose a nicer pair of khaki shorts, and a colorful tank that she knew was one of Rachael’s favorites. It was one of her favorite colors, and fairly low cut, so if she was sitting in bed or on the couch, Rachael, who was taller than her, could see a nice view down the shirt.

As she brushed her hair she decided to leave it down, knowing Rachael liked it that way, and even better, she used to love running her fingers through it as Carolyn made her scream.
Carolyn reigned her mind away from that mental image, it wouldn't do to show up crazy horny if all Rachael wanted when she had invited her over was to genuinely have just a friendly night of games and a couple drinks, maybe blow off steam from work and the last ex boyfriend who had up and run off one day, never to talk to her again after saying he loved her.

If what Rachael needed was just a friend, then Carolyn would be that friend.
But just in case Carolyn took extra care to trim and file her nails, better to be prepared right?

At 4 she texted Rachael that she was on her way with the drink supply, and hopped in the car. When she got to Rachael’s house she parked behind the old project truck, pleased to notice progress on the body work, however it meant Rachael was frustrated and looking for projects to burn it off. As she was bending over to grab the bottle off the back seat floorboard Rachael made her appearance with a whistle and a light smack on her ass.

Carolyn jumped up, bottle in hand laughing, threatening her to not start anything she wasn't going to finish. She gave Rachael a one-armed hug, noticing a light citrus scent, one of her favorites. Rachael looked her usual gorgeous self, 5'10 with curly dark brown hair, hazel eyes with flecks of gold that Carolyn used to love staring in to. She was flaunting her 25 year old hourglass figure with a tight tank top and a pair of shorts that left very little to the imagination.
Maybe tonight will be really fun after all.

Both of them headed inside laughing. Carolyn stashed the vodka in the freezer to let it chill, while they cooked dinner and made some finger snack foods. Chris, Rachael’s 7 year old brother, was running around underfoot, sneaking bites while they both humored him. While Rachael cooked the chicken, Carolyn made the snacks, and mashed potatoes. They even got Chris to microwave the peas.
When everything was done all 3 sat down on the couch and ate while watching Chris' new favorite cartoon. After dinner Carolyn helped Rachael with the dishes. Joking back and forth with Rachael, trading stories about what they had been up to since they had last hung out.

After dishes they lounged on the couch with Chris and watched tv for a bit. Rough housing during the commercials, at one point all 3 were involved in a sword fight with wrapping paper tubes, each person grabbing a pillow for a shield, which decimated the living room, leaving pillows scattered everywhere after the sword fight ended in an all out pillow brawl.

When the phone rang Chris ran to get it, after a minuted he reappeared and asked if he could go spend the night at the neighbor's house with his friend Travis.
After a few minutes of scrounging up clothes and a toothbrush, and a quick hug for his sister, Chris ran out the door.

With the house to themselves, Carolyn offered to fix Rachael a drink if she would find the cards. After an hour of drinking games, where Rachael ranted about her ex asshole boyfriend, both were feeling buzzed, but neither wanted to get wasted, so they decided to watch a movie. Carolyn mixed a new set of drinks and sat down on the couch while Rachael put in a comedy. Rachael plopped down next to Carolyn and took a good swallow, letting out a mighty belch, then started giggling so hard she couldn't breathe. It didn't help that halfway through Carolyn started tickling her. As Rachael wiggled around trying to escape, pleading for Carolyn to stop she slid off the couch. Carolyn was laughing so hard she couldn't even apologize.

Rachael popped up, glaring at Carolyn, demanding she stop laughing. Of course the sight of Rachael standing there, hands on her hips, hair flying everywhere, trying to look serious only made Carolyn laugh harder. Then Carolyn noticed that Rachael’s tank had slid down a bit, revealing some purple lace from her bra. As Rachael's chest heaved from exertion, Carolyn’s brain took a quick dive down to the gutter.

Unfortunately Rachael tugged her shirt back up a bit, just covering the enticing glance of lace, and launched herself at Carolyn. If Rachael was ticklish, Carolyn was 10 times more so. And Rachael put her knowledge of where to good use.

Carolyn tried to slide off the couch and escape, but Rachael had straddled her lap, kneeling on either side, pinning her arms down too. Carolyn tried to buck her off, twisting from side to side, eventually she managed to work a hand free and began tickling Rachael back. Both women were laughing and gasping, writhing around like little girls. But something Carolyn didn't know, was that her thigh was rubbing directly on Rachael’s crotch, and as she twisted from side to side Rachael was getting a bit of a thrill. Rachael found herself pressing more firmly into Carolyn’s leg, and her hands seemed to wonder of their own accord closer to underneath Carolyn’s tits.

As Carolyn was about to say uncle, she noticed the look in Rachael’s eyes change. The fun was still there, but so was something else. During the wrestling Carolyn's hand had snuck underneath Rachael’s shirt to tickle bare skin. Carolyn focused on getting her other hand loose. With the sternest voice she could muster while trying not to laugh, she told Rachael she better stop or else.

Rachael just kept laughing, and the mischievous glint in her eye became more pronounced.
At that moment Carolyn’s other hand broke free and joined in the fight. Only now she was going to match Rachael’s mischief, otherwise she was going to be tickled until she pissed herself.

With her newly freed hand Carolyn began tickling the inside of Rachael’s thigh, while the other hand worked its way along her ribs towards the front.

Earlier in the day Rachael had been thinking about Carolyn too. She had to admit that she missed the sweet and obnoxious girl. She especially missed how Carolyn used to make her feel. Even after they had decided to just be friends at

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