"It is, the world's biggest one." She went on.
"Back to the point, I'm going to miss you tonight my friend." I told her. "I didn't even buy a bottle of Captain because I knew you wouldn't be around."
"That's okay I bought one."
"Then have a toast for me with your girl of the week."
"I'm sure I'll have a toast or three or four with my favorite girl, in fact...." I heard a horn blare and Holly yell, "Yeah, Merry Christmas to you, asshole!"
"Are you driving?"
"Yes, I'm heading over to a friend's house."
"Then call me tomorrow, I don't want you to get in an accident."
"No worries, I'm just pulling up to her house now."
"Oh, well like I said, I'll miss you tonight."
"Nah, you just think you will. Talk to you soon, Heather."
"Bye, Holly." I ended the call but no sooner had I put the phone down, when it rang again.
"Hey Mom." I answered.
"Hey honey, can you come downstairs? Your father and I want to see you before we go to the party at Rob and Nancy's."
"Okay, be down in a sec."
"Make it quick I told you we had a surprise for you tonight."
"Coming!"
I kicked off the sheets and slipping on pair of Hello Kitty pajama pants and matching t-shirt. I went downstairs to find mom and dad sitting on the couch in the living room.
"Hey sweetie." Dad smiled, "You ready for your surprise?"
"I am." I walked over to the couch and made a show of looking between him and mom, where is it?"
"Hmm, where did we put it?" Dad stroked his chin.
"It was right here a minute ago," Mom frowned, "It must have walked off."
"Walked off?" My eyes widened, "Did you get a puppy?"
"No." Dad laughed, "But it is sort of a stray that followed you home."
"Bill!" Mom elbowed him, then with a wink, said to me, "Put your head down and close your eyes."
I did as they said, smiling away as I wondered what they had for me.
"Okay, you can look, mom said.
I opened my eyes to see Holly standing in front of me.
"Hello Kitty!"
"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms around her, "Holly!"
"Merry Christmas!" Mom laughed as Holly returned my embrace, kissing me on the cheek.
"You guys...?"
"Yup." Holly cut me, off, turning to face my parents, while keeping her arm around my shoulders, "Your awesome mom and dad called me and said they wanted to fly me up as a present to you and my mom! I got in this morning!"
"You called me from your mom's car?" I tried to look angry, but couldn't stop smiling, "You liar!"
"I didn't lie; I said I'd see you soon!"
She hugged me again and whispered in my ear, "I'm so happy to see you, Heather, I miss you so much."
"I missed you too." I hugged her tightly, "You always make everything better."
"That's the plan." She said.
"Huh?" I asked, moving back so I could look at her, "What do you mean?"
"So you happy with your present?" Dad asked."Your best friend for Christmas a good gift?"
"Best ever!" I clapped and running over gave him, then mom, an affectionate hug, "Thank you so much!"
"Speaking of gifts," Mom reached down and picked up Holly's gift, fortunately still well wrapped, "I didn't mail this for obvious reasons."
"Oh I want to open it right now!" Holly took it from mom.
"No!" I said, "I mean, let's wait until midnight, that's our tradition."
"True." She sighed, "That means I have to wait longer to give you yours."
"It'll be worth the wait." I told her.
"I hope you feel that way."
"Okay, girls we're off," Dad said, "Probably be home by one. You girls have fun." He leaned over to kiss my cheek and whispered, "Within reason, easy on the eggnog little girl, don't think I don't know that's what made you sick last year."
"Yes daddy." I gave him the big brown eyes, "I'll be a good girl."
"Oh, get the boots." Mom laughed. "Enjoy your pre Christmas Eve."
Holly and I stood and watched them leave and once the door had closed, she picked up her overnight bag and unzipped it showing me the bottle of Captain. "You have eggnog, right?"
"Not too much."
"Even better!" she laughed and taking me by the hand said, "Let's go get silly and have some fun."
I made a show of peering into the bag, "Where's my present?"
"Oh, it's here and trust me, you are going to love it!"
"Yeah? I bet mine's more fun." I smiled, thinking of the video."More naughty anyway."
"Oh, we'll see about that." With a wink, she turned and ran up the stairs towards my room.
*****
"So when she said no, I said, come on, who doesn't like a little Christmas Holly?" Holly laughed and I rolled my eyes.
"You've been saying that since you were ten."
"But it has a whole new meaning when you say it to a hot blonde you're trying to pick up at a party. Worked too!"
"I bet it did."
"No, really!" She said, "She said she'd dance with me, then once we..."
"I wasn't being funny; it's a good line, at least around the holidays."
"Well, I did get my name because my mom loves Christmas." She said, then chugged her eggnog.
"I know, you used to tell me all the time." I giggled, "Now it's just when you're drunk." I took a sip of my drink which might have been ten percent eggnog, if that much. We were on our fourth round and I was now babying mine, but Holly had just finished hers and was eying the bottle on the nightstand as she went on.
"And my birthday was two weeks ago so I'm close enough to be a Christmas Baby." She declared, "And I even came with..."
I stopped her by reaching out and tugging on her long hair, "Red hair and green eyes, Christmas colors."
"Right!" she clapped her hands and I noticed her vibrant green eyes were even brighter than usual from the rum spiked eggnog.
Her face was showing the effects of the alcohol and was now as red as her hair. On cue she wiped at her cheek, "Goddamn, I'm hot! I'm going to change."
She got off the bed and went over to her bag she had left on the chair next to my desk and fumbled around in it. I was feeling pretty good and caught myself before I could reply, "Damn straight, you're hot."
Holly was by far the sexiest girl I knew. Ever since we were kids I'd known she was pretty, but since I'd been seeing women differently I had a whole new appreciation for my best friend's appearance. In addition to her long curly auburn hair and a pair of emerald green eyes that some people thought were contacts due to how truly green they were, Holly had a body to die for.
In a word, she was perfect. Not as slender as me, but not curvy like Julie, Holly was in between. Even her breasts were an ideal size, not huge, but a good deal more than the barely a handful mine were. She was on the taller side and her legs were as long as mine, but more shapely and her ass? Again, not a tight little one, but not too plump either. If Goldilocks had been looking for a hot young girl they would declare Holly 'just right'
Holly remove a something black and silky from the bag and with no hesitation, stripped off her t-shirt. Like most natural redheads she was fair skinned and her navy blue bra as well as her long red hair looked damn good on the smooth creamy skin of her back. My eyes widened when she reached back and unhooked her bra. She slipped it off and even as I told myself not to look, my eyes found the mirror on the door across from her.
My face flushed from more than just the rum when I was confronted with a full view of her breasts. They were as beautiful as I imagined they would be, high and proud, perfectly round and milky white with pale pink nipples that were barely visibly against her skin. An all too familiar heat grew between my legs and my own nipples took notice as Holly fumbled with the top and her tits jiggled delightfully.
I closed my hands as if I were fondling them in my mind. The voice of re
ason-and decency-called me sick and said to look away; this was my best friend, but God they were so amazing! Holly put the top down on the chair and unsnapping her jeans pushed them down. Her thong matched the bra and was little more than a string between the cheeks of her ass with a bow at the top.
Her smooth white cheeks looked as inviting as her tits and lifting the cup I chugged the rest of the drink, which at least forced me to block the vision of her as I tilted my head back. I blinked at the rush of downing the strong drink, and when my eyes focused. I was confronted with the site of Holly's thong on the floor as she stepped into a pair of black lace boy shorts.
For a split second I swore I caught the pink flesh of her pussy between her thighs before the snug shorts obscured the view. Even as part of me was relieved I hadn't seen her pull the thong down, the other half cursed for picking that moment to look away. Holly raised her arms to put the top on and her breasts rose to an even more provocative angle.
She started to pull the top down then with a wicked smile into the mirror asked, "How do my tits, look?"
If I thought my face was hot before I was wrong because her words were barely out of her mouth and my ears were burning, looking away I stuttered, "I wasn't l...looking at your, um...you. I was uh....I liked...the bra?" I lowered my head feeling like an idiot.
"Aww, look at how cute you are!" she laughed. "Hey, it's okay, Heather. It's sexy to have another girl check me out." She paused, "You can look; I'm dressed."
I Looked up then quickly lowered my head when I saw not only was she still topless, but facing me and had stepped closer to the bed.
"Oh, come on Heather, they're just tits! You watch them all the time in porn and hey, you even have a pair."
"Put your shirt on." I told her.
"Why? I love lounging around topless, its feels so damn good!"
"I...I'm not your girlfriend."
"But you're a girl. So what if I stay like this?"
I looked up and when she saw me do it she cupped her tits, "Something wrong with them?"
"N...no...their perfect, I mean..."
"Perfect? Ohhh do go on." She purred.
"Holly, don't tease me!" I exclaimed, looking away.
Hearing the real frustration in my voice, she sighed, "Okay, fine. You can look, I promise my shirts on."
I peeked and saw she had donned the top, but it didn't help a hell of a lot. The top, a silky black cammy, didn't go down much further than the bottom of her breasts, leaving her stomach bare including the silver chain dangling from her navel. The straps were thin and the top low cut with the first couple of inches made of pink lace.
My eyes were level with her tits and I looked down only to be confronted with the black lace shorts and her thighs.
"Hey, Heather?"
"What?"
"How was I teasing you? You're not interested in me."
"No, but...I...look you know what's been going on with me, so I guess I thought you were making fun of me."
"Not at all, just playing." She took my chin in her hand and lifted my eyes to hers, "Just relax, Heather, I've never known anyone that can still be uptight with a damn buzz" she snapped her fingers. "Hey seeing you look like you're kind of upset, how about I give you your present?"
"It's not midnight."
"I have three for you and one you can have now. It's something you can wear right now and I'd like to see you in it."
"What is it?" I asked, as she walked back over to the bag.
"I bought you some jammies." She pulled out a red gift bag.
"Victoria Secret?" I shook my head, "You bought me lingerie?"
"Not really, I bought you jammies, but the kind a woman would wear, not a little girl." She came over and handed me the bag, "I think you look adorable in your little Hello Kitty outfit, but we're twenty, not twelve, we're sexy young women now and I want you to feel sexy."
I reached into the bag and pulled out a baby blue top that was identical to hers.
"Oh, this is pretty." I ran the material across my cheek, "Feels nice too."
"The shorts are like these too." She put her hand on hers; right over the crotch which was the only part of the shorts that was solid black, the rest was lace.
"Oh, you want me to put these on now?"
"Yes! Let's see you looking all cute, but sassy."
"I...don't know."
"What's your problem?" she looked put off, "It's a gift! What do you think I'm going to take pictures or..." she frowned, "You...you're not nervous because I'm into girls are you?"
"Of course not!" I said quickly, feeling like a bitch she was offended I would think that of her and here I had been just about drooling over her.
Not just drooling, but I had shamefully masturbated on a couple of occasions about Holly, not with me, but picturing her with other girls, but that was close enough and wrong.
"Then change for me."
"Okay." I agreed, trying to make it up to her. "I stood up, "I'll be right back."
"Oh, change here." She rolled her eyes, "Don't worry, I won't be checking you out."
"I know you won't."
"Then what's the problem? Seriously, Heather, we changed in front of each other all the time!" she pointed, "You really think I'll check you out?"
"No." I nodded, "You're right, I'm being stupid."
"I'll turn around." Holly muttered, putting her back to me.
I stood up and as I started to pull my pants down, looked at the mirror to insure she couldn't see me in it. I noticed she was facing the other way and felt another twinge of guilt, she really wasn't looking. I kicked my pants off slipped out of my panties, then quickly pulled on the shorts. They were tight, but when I looked in the mirror over my shoulder I had to admit they did great things for my ass.
I removed my shirt and as I pulled the new top over my head Holly said, "Cute titties!"
"Hey!" I yelled, pulling the shirt down and blushing, "You said you wouldn't look!"
"I lied." She winked, "Come on, you sat there gawking at me, all I got was a quick look." She grinned, "I wouldn't mind a longer one though," she looked me up and down, "Damn, Heather you really are hot."
"Stop making fun of me." I said sullenly as I picked up the half empty bottle and poured some into my cup, followed by a few splashes of eggnog.
"I'm not, I mean it; you're cute and sexy, kind of girl next door hot." She held her cup out and I poured rum into it. When I reached for the eggnog, she waved me off and sipped the Captain Morgan straight.
I looked at myself in the mirror again. I did look pretty good, good enough that it wouldn't be an issue to attract a woman, but I was already aware it was me, not my appearance, keeping me from exploring things. Holly stepped up behind me and pulled my hair from the back of the shirt and placed it over my shoulders and top of my chest.
"Very nice." She said in my ear, "And those big doe eyes and big soft lips, no girl who appreciates women could turn you down." Her face was over my shoulder and her breath warm on my neck as she spoke. I looked at our reflection and thought we looked pretty good together. Another not so friendly thought and one her next remark did nothing to slow down.
"You look like one of those pretty young kittens from those movies. I love those shy little things." She laughed, "Even though they're our age, they act so innocent."
That made me think of her gift and an easy chance to ease away from her without looking awkward.
"Hey you know, you cheated, so let me give you your gift now!"
"I kind of wanted to talk to you first about something."
"After you see what it is." I went over to my nightstand and carefully opened the drawer where I'd put the gift.
Right behind it was my purple rabbit and a slim vibrator next to it and I didn't want her seeing them and busting me up. I removed the gift wrapped video and sat on the bed, "Come open it up!"
Holly swallowed the rest of her drink without batting an eye and sitting cross-legged on the bed in front of me, eagerly took the gif
t. I glanced down and noticed the shorts had ridden up between her thighs and quickly looked away. Holly was carefully untying the ribbon and didn't see and I said excitedly,
"I hope you like it, it's like yours, it's a..." I laughed, "A big girl gift."
"Oh?" her green eyes which were more than a little glazed over at the moment widened, "Now this I have to see."
She pulled away the paper and whistled, "You bad girl!"
"You like it?"
"Love it! I've seen some clips on the free site, but they only give those ten minute teasers!"
"I know." I sighed, "They are teases."
"Thank you!" she leaned over and kissed my cheek, "I better stock up on batteries now."
"Please, you get more than enough of the real thing." I said.
"Speaking of." She put the video down. "Heather, have you told your folks?"
"About?" I looked away.
"You know, about your feelings."
"No."
"Why not? They'll understand, your parents are awesome." She touched her chest, "Look what they did for me! This is a gift for me and my mom more than for you."
"Yeah, they're great but..." I shrugged, "Why go into it when I'm not sure?"
"You're sure. The thinking it sucked the last couple of times you were with a guy and the fact there's been no guy at all for months is a sign."
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