Best Friends Forever?

Alison and Jade met for coffee after Jade's cheer practice. Months apart, different schedules, the gap between them growing. Then Alison remembered her sports medicine plans and suggested a massage. Simple idea. Helpful for both. Jade arrived and stripped without hesitation. Alison's hands worked the same arms and legs she'd known since childhood, except now they were tight from daily routines. The oil warmed under her palms. She pressed deeper into Jade's shoulders, her lower back, the firm roundness of each breast that hadn't been there last summer. Her breathing changed. Her fingers slowed. Jade reached up, pulled her down, kissed her. Alison froze until Jade whispered that she wanted it too. Clothes came off. Mouths found nipples. Tongues traced warm skin. Jade moved lower, licked between Alison's legs until her hips jerked against the sheets. Then they pressed together, thigh over thigh, grinding in rhythm until both shook and fell still, skin flushed and damp. Best friends again. Only closer now.