I never had a sexual experience with a best friend while I was in school. I now wish that I had had that pleasure. All that’s left now is to fantasize.

I was a junior in high school. I was one of those girls that boys never paid attention to. I was taller than most of them. My chest was flat; I barely needed a bra. And I tended to study all the time. So, my weekends were spent with my books and my girlfriend, Sarah. We had been friends for several years and now I considered her my best friend. We were together all the time and often showed our affection for each other by friendly touches and walking so close together we touched each other. I never thought about my attraction for her until one Saturday night.

I asked Sarah if she wanted to go to the movies with me; I didn’t want to go alone. She jumped at the chance and asked if I wanted to spend the night at her house. I could feel myself blush at the thought of sleeping with Sarah; I was not used to this new attraction. I was to meet her at her house and her mom would take us to the theater. It was a warm September night, so I dressed in a short white sundress, spaghetti straps and no bra. I packed a bag with stuff for the overnight and I found myself trembling with excitement

Sarah was a bit shorter than me, shoulder length blonde hair. She had the most beautiful eyes and a smile that made you happy just to see her smile. She had a body I envied: perfect breasts, not too big with nipples that poked through her blouses. Long, shapely legs disappeared under the short skirts she so often wore. When we were together, guys always looked through me at her. I was secretly jealous, but she was my best friend anyway.

I rang Sarah’s doorbell and she answered the door. She was wearing her hair up, showing off her neck. She had put on a blue sundress that she knew I loved. I dropped off my bag and we were off to the movie. Sarah wanted to sit toward the back, which was okay with me. Unbeknownst to me, the movie centered on two girls who grew up together and became lovers. There came the inevitable scene of the two girls going to bed together. I had never before seen a lesbian love scene and I found myself becoming quite aroused as the scene lasted quite a while. I could feel myself pressing my thighs together as I watched the lovers. Sarah leaned over and whispered, “This is so hot, I didn’t realize you were into this,” and she took one of my hands into hers. “I think I would like to kiss you like that,” she whispered. I nearly fainted. She held my hand for the rest of the movie and I felt myself loving her attention and a tingling feeling deep in my stomach.