Amy was standing at the platform as the train pulled in, I hadn't seen her for a couple of years , since I left for university. We had been best friends for years , and I had been invited to a family party.
We jumped into her car , and chatted about the old times as we drove to hers.
On arrival I grabbed my bag and headed I'm, her mum, Janet was in and rushed to hug me , her younger brother who was a brat years ago sat on the couch looked up and nodded .
Amy ushered me away and upstairs to her room, so I could change out my baggy jeans an sweater, that I'd travelled in . I placed my bag on her bed , n nipped to the loo for a quick freshen up. I heard Amy go back downstairs. Slipping back into the room , jeans and sweater in hand , wearing only a small flouncy pair of thongs as I unzip my bag , curtains drawn and room darkened , as I slowly bend over I catch myself in the mirror , my bum , lifted by my thong . I ran my hands over it , slowly bending over as I did , I felt a warmth as my fingers slowly traced the thong |
