Chapter 2

“Let him,” Debby counseled Robbi. “Makes him feel good that he’s helping a pretty girl.”

Apartment 2B was a one bedroom apartment with a small living room/dining room combo. The kitchen was small with limited counter space and very limited cabinets. The bedroom made up for the shortcomings; it was spacious and had three closets, all with sliding mirrored doors.

“God, I would hate this bedroom,” Angela admitted, dropping her duffel bag onto the floor.

“What? Why?” Robbi asked, hanging her cardigan into a closet.

“All these mirrors? Now, if I was pretty like you…” Angela said.

“What? Angela, you, you’re beautiful,” Robbi said.

“Uh huh, and if I didn’t have these?” Angela said, indicating her large chest.

“Angela, I have big titties too,” Robbi said. “It’s not those boobs that make you so beautiful.”

“Yeah, until today? I didn’t even know you had…” Angela said.

“Compression bra,” Robbi admitted. “God, high school? All anyone ever looked at was my boobs. So when I won the Business and Financing scholarship? I ran out and bought a bunch of compression bras and big tee shirts and big sweat shirts.”

“Does that work?” Angela asked, watching as Robbi shrugged out of her pretty blouse, revealing a very pretty lacy white bra.

“Yes,” Robbi said. “My three point eight five? Is because I put in the work, not because they’re grading my boobs.”

“That’s a pretty bra,” Angela said.

“Thanks! It’s a Ladner,” Robbi said and modeled the bra.

“A what?” Angela asked.

“A…Ladner? Angela, you’ve never heard of Ladner brassieres?” Robbi asked. “With your breasts? You’ve never…”

“No,” Angela said, unzipping her own dress.

“God! Let me tell you; once you’ve worn a Ladner, you’ll never want to wear anything else,” Robbi assured Angela, holding out a clothes hanger. “Here; let’s hang that up.”

Angela watched as Robbi shrugged out of her bra. Robbi’s areolae were light brown in color and were very large. Robbi’s nipples were also very fat.

Angela knew her own areolae were a diameter of one and five eighths of an inch; Bobby and she had measured them, then used the formula their Math teacher had taught them. Robbi’s areolae looked to be two inches in diameter and Angela felt her own areolae begin to crinkle and her nipples begin to stiffen as she looked at Robbi’s large breasts and areolae.

Robbi’s belly was slightly concave and her navel was a small nick. When Robbi wiggled out of her pretty panties, Angela saw that her friend shaved or waxed her pussy. Robbi’s pubic mound was very pronounced; the slit was a deep furrow. Robbi’s hips were round and when she turned, Angela saw that Robbi’s baggy jeans had been concealing a very cute bubble butt.

Wiggling out of her own bra, Angela paused to massage her breasts. Robbi paused in pulling on a very pretty baby doll nightie and smiled in sympathy.

“Blonde hair, brown snatch,” Robbi explained as she pulled the matching skimpy panties up her sleek legs.

Looking at Robbi’s fetching sleepwear, Angela wished she had something prettier to wear. She pulled on her camisole top, now seeing with harsh clarity the stains on the short garment. The pale ivory top had once had matching string bikini panties; Angela suspected Lane had pilfered the panties at some time. So, she left her plain cotton panties on.

“Come on; what do you want to drink?” Robbi asked, pulling Angela into the small kitchen.

Iron Barrel whisky and colas in hand, the two sat on Robbi’s small couch. Their bare thighs touched as Robbi rapidly typed on her laptop computer.

“See?” Robbi said, pulling up the Ladner web site.

Two things were immediately surprising to Angela. One was that Ladner offered odd sized bands. Angela was actually a 35F but most manufacturers recommended going to the next band size up and coming down one cup size for a better fit.

The second surprise was just how reasonably priced Ladner Brassieres were. There was a small bio of Becky Ladner, the owner of Ladner Inc. She had always been a plus sized woman and had suffered through trying to find the right bras at affordable prices.

Along with brassieres, Ladner also offered lingerie. Robbi admitted that her fetching baby doll was a Ladner creation.

“Soft? OMG, it is so super soft,” Robbi enthused and dragged Angela’s hand over her left breast.

“Wow, that, that is soft. Seasonal…” Angela mused and clicked on the link.

The red satin bra with heart shaped cups was obviously designed for Valentine’s Day. The matching string bikini panties with the hart shaped front was a cute outfit. Robbi and Angela admired the other Valentine’s Day ensembles before scrolling down. The red white and blue Fourth of July outfit was very patriotic. The stars and stripes bra and panty set was also worthy of a salute.

“Aw! Too bad Halloween’s over!” Angela said, pointing to the Jack-O-Lantern bra and panties set.

“But, Christmas is right around the corner,” Robbi said, pointing to the bra and panties set made of red felt Santa caps trimmed with white fur.

“Yeah? Think I’d look cute in that?” Angela asked, even thrusting her chest forward.

While they looked at the web site, Robbi’s left hand had been resting on Angela’s exposed shoulder. Robbi had gently stroked Angela’s soft skin. Putting her drink onto her end table, Robbi put her right hand onto Angela’s upper thigh.

“I think you’d look amazing,” Robbi said softly.

Angela turned her face and Robbi softly kissed her on her lips. Robbi’s left hand came up behind Angela’s head and softly held Angela as her lips pressed against Angela’s lips.

After a third kiss, a kiss where Robbi gently sucked on Angela’s tongue, Angela’s top was removed. Angela felt Robbi’s bare breasts pressing against her own bare breasts as they kissed again. Angela wound her arms around Robbi’s torso, pulling Robbi firmly against her flesh. Angela could feel Robbi’s hard nipples and tightly constricted areolae rasping against her own hard nipples and tightly constricted areolae.

“I want you; I want to make love to you,” Robbi whispered. “Feel, feel how hard my heart is beating.”

In Robbi’s bedroom, Angela wiggled out of her panties. She lay down on the soft, comfortable bed and watched Robbi wiggle out of her skimpy panties. Robbi’s bald slit came into view and Angela could see Robbi’s dark pink inner lips, puffy and slick with Robbi’s excitement. Robbi smiled happily as she climbed onto the bed.

“I, that first day, in the cafeteria, I just…” Robbi admitted then brought her lips to Angela’s lips.

The first kiss was soft, lingering. It was a sweet kiss. The second kiss was also soft and lingering. It promised so much passion as Robbi softly worked her tongue into Angela’s mouth.

“Mm!” Angela moaned as Robbi’s small hand came up and played with Angela’s breasts.

Robbie’s thumb flicked back and forth across Angela’s rock hard nipple. Robbi’s other hand softly caressed Angela’s head as they kissed.

“Mm, oh,” Angela panted as Robbi’s thumb travelled to Angela’s other breast, teasing Angela’s nipple.

Robbi continued to kiss Angela, nibbling every now and then on Angela’s bottom lip. With a jolt and a gasp, Angela realized that Robbie was the second person she had ever kissed.

“Well, unless you count ‘Truth or Dare’ at Allison’s house,” Angela thought, trembling as Robbi’s thumb continued to drive her mad.

Allison Daniels loved the game ‘Truth or Dare’ and would insist on playing the game whenever the group of the school friends were together. She cheated, though. She would not answer embarrassing questions honestly and would never ever say ‘dare.’ But if anyone were hapless enough to say ‘dare’ to her, Allison would always demand the other person do something extremely sexual. So, in time, whenever Allison broached the idea of playing ‘Truth or Dare’ everyone else would emphatically decline.

But on one of the first times they played the game, sitting in Allison’s living room in a circle, Angela had been dared to kiss Dennis Flanders, even with all of his heavy acne, using tongue. Bobby had not been happy, even though he’d been dared to kiss Patricia Fletcher. Bobby had even braved grabbing a handful of her small, hard breast bump before Patricia pushed him away.

That kiss had been timed; one minute. Angela did not remember if Dennis was a better kisser, worse kisser or the same as Bobby. She’d been too intent on listening for Stuart Myers to call ‘time’ to pay any attention to the kiss itself.

Robbi’s kisses were far and away better than Bobby’s kisses. And, even though her hands were on Angela’s flesh, Robbi was not groping, pawing at Angela’s flesh. Robbi was teasing, pleasuring Angela’s flesh.

“Mmng! Ack! I, oh God!” Angela cried out as Robbi’s left hand left Angela’s right breast and casually brushed over Angela’s drooling pussy.

Robbi first combed her fingers through the thatch of brown curls that capped Angela’s pubic mound. Then, leaning her body heavily against Angela’s torso, pinning Angela against the soft mattress, Robbi slowly dragged her fingernails up and down Angela’s wet slit. Angela grunted and bucked as Robbi’s fingernails raked softly against her tender flesh.

“Oh Angela, my beautiful Angela,” Robbi moaned, sucking another kiss from Angela’s gasping mouth.

When Robbi’s finger delved into Angela’s pussy, Angela bucked in orgasm. With one more kiss to Angela’s gasping, grunting lips, Robbi bent her head and lightly trailed her tongue around the outer rim of Angela’s left areole. Her finger continued to plunge in and out of Angela’s pussy, soon joined by a second finger.

“Oh, oh dear God,” Angela gasped out as Robbi’s tongue now flicked back and forth across Angela’s left nipple and Robbi’s thumb flicked back and forth across Angela’s clitoris.

Robbi continued to finger Angela’s pussy as she began to tongue Angela’s right areole. Just as she had done to Angela’s tightly crinkled areole, Robbi started lightly tracing around the perimeter of Angela’s large areole.

When she began to flick her tongue back and forth across Angela’s right nipple, Robbi again flicked her thumb across Angela’s clitoris.

Thrusting her two fingers deep into Angela, Robbi sought out Angela’s G-spot. Bringing her mouth to Angela’s mouth again, Robbi sucked a few kisses from Angela.

“I, I, oh, oh dear God! Oh dear God!” Angela screamed in orgasm.

“Huh?” Angela weakly asked as Robbi gently sponged Angela’s face with a damp face cloth.

“You passed out,” Robbi giggled.

“I, I bet I did!” Angela agreed, beginning to giggle.

Robbi fixed two more drinks. Lying back in bed, the two girls sipped their drinks while softly touching each other’s arms or hips or bellies. By some unspoken agreement, they avoided touching one another’s breasts or pussies.

“Can I…” Angela asked, placing her glass onto a coaster on Robbi’s nightstand.

“Can you what?” Robbi asked and Angela answered with a soft kiss to Robbi’s lips.

Angela tried to mirror Robbi’s actions. Focusing primarily on kissing Robbi’s pretty lips, Angela slowly, softly began to touch Robbi’s large breasts. She used her meticulously manicured fingernails to rake over Robbi’s large areolae, eliciting gasps and shudders from Robbi.

“Mm,” Angela moaned into their kiss.

“Mm hmm,” Robbi agreed, giving Angela’s soft tongue a gentle suck.

“Ooohh!” Robbi grunted when Angela flicked her thumbs over Robbi’s hard nipples.

Angela pulled her lips from Robbi’s lips and brought her head to Robbi’s right breast. Angela trailed her tongue around the perimeter of Robbi’s right areole, drawing the circle tighter and tighter until she reached Robbi’s hard nipple. Just as Robbi had done to her, Angela forcefully batted Robbi’s hard nipple with her tongue.

Angela drew the hard nipple into her mouth. She sucked quite hard at the sensitive flesh. Robbi gasped, then shuddered in orgasm when Angela delivered a bite to Robbi’s nipple.

“Ooohh!” Robbi gasped when Angela released her nipple and kissed her gasping mouth.

While Angela brought her mouth to Robbi’s left areole, Robbi combed her fingers through Angela’s thick hair. Angela shivered; she enjoyed the feeling of Robbi’s fingernails gently massaging her scalp.

Angela reached her hand up and toyed with Robbi’s right breast while she licked Robbi’s left areole.

“Oh, oh my beautiful, my beautiful Angela,” Robbi moaned then shuddered as Angela delivered a light bite to Robbi’s nipple.

Bringing her mouth to Robbi’s lips again, Angela dipped her fingers lower, travelling over Robbi’s belly.

“Oh, oh so soft,” Angela purred, feeling Robbi’s bald mound.

“Ooohh!” Robbi gasped as Angela’s fingers entered her.

The two girls continued to kiss as Angela fingered Robbi’s drooling pussy. Robbi clutched Angela firmly when Angela mashed her thumb against Robbi’s clitoris. Thrusting her tongue deeply into Angela’s mouth, Robbi grunted and shuddered through a powerful orgasm.

“I, oh, oh I love you,” Robbi gasped out.

Angela froze. Robbi bucked in a second orgasm as Angela dragged her fingers from Robbi’s pussy. Angela pulled herself from Robbi’s embrace.

“I, yeah,” Angela said, voice small.

“What? What’s wrong?” Robbi asked, slowly sitting up.

“I, nothing,” Angela said, draining her glass of whiskey and cola.

“Angela, please, please don’t tell me you, you’re all of a sudden ashamed,” Robbi begged, looking into Angela’s big brown eyes.

“I, no, no, of course not,” Angela lied.

“You are,” Robbi said, voice cracking.

“I, it, it’s just that, I mean,” Angela tried to justify her sudden hot and cold shift but couldn’t.

“It, it’s okay, it’s all right,” Robbi counseled, then softly kissed Angela’s lips.

“I need another drink,” Angela demanded.

Angela watched Robbi’s cute ass walk out of the bedroom. Then she felt another wave of shame wash over her and looked away.

Angela again felt shame as she watched Robbi carrying two drinks into the bedroom. Robbi’s breasts bobbled, shimmying lightly as she walked. Robbi handed one drink to Angela and put the other drink onto her nightstand. Then she left the bedroom again.

A moment later, Robbi returned and handed Angela her camisole top. Wordlessly, Robbi put her cute baby doll top on again. Then Robbi wiggled into her panties; all without saying a word. Robbi grabbed her drink and sat down on her bed, leaning back against her pillows.

Angela took a gulp of her drink and almost choked. Robbi had made this drink quite strong. Putting the drink onto the coaster Angela wiggled into her camisole top then rooted around on the floor and located her panties. She wiggled into them, then grabbed her drink and finished it in two more swallows.

Putting her empty glass down on the coaster, Angela got out of the bed. She could feel Robbi’s eyes on her but avoided looking at the blonde as she rooted in her duffel bag for her toothbrush. Pulling the plastic tube from her bag, Angela went to Robbi’s small, clean bathroom.

Waking up the next morning, Angela felt a weight against her back, felt an arm over her rib cage, felt a hand underneath her left breast. It was a comforting weight; Angela felt oddly comforted by the weight resting heavily against her from behind.