Beginning of a beautiful friendship

Kamilla smiled as Anna brought Amber closer. Anna knew the three of them would fit. Amber pressed her lips together, shy, fingers brushing the edge of her short skirt. Kamilla reached out, took Amber’s hand, thumb sliding over the soft inside of her wrist. She felt Amber’s pulse jump. Anna circled behind, slid her palms up Amber’s hips and pressed lightly, guiding her forward. Kamilla leaned in until her mouth grazed Amber’s earlobe. "Relax," she whispered. Her breath came warm and a little rough.