I was so excited that Caroline was finally coming to visit my new place. I had been living in my home for well over a year now and yet one of my best friends still had not found time to come see it. When I finally got the phone call that she had booked a plane ticket for the following weekend and planned on staying for an entire week I almost jumped off the couch.
Caroline and I had been friends since we were in middle school and shared almost everything growing up. We often traded cloths, music, movies and a few times in college we even shared the same guy. Neither of us ever planned on being in a threesome together but I guess we has grown so comfortable with one another and so used to seeing each other naked growing up that fooling around with a guy we both found attractive didn't really seem that odd. If it weren't for the fact that Caroline was constantly off and on again with her boyfriend back then it probably would have happened a lot more often than it did.
Anyway, getting back to the story. After preparing for my friends visit she finally arrived late Friday night. We exchanged a big hug at the baggage area when I picked her up and the ride back to my place flew by as we spent the whole ride talking and reminiscing on old stories.
When we finally arrived home I gave her a quick tour of my house and asked if she wanted to have a glass of wine and catch up a little more. To my disappointment Caroline was too tired from her flight to stay up much longer and said she would rather get some rest and pick up where we left off tomorrow. She started to lie down on the couch and I asked her what she was doing. I told her there was no way I was letting her sleep on the couch after flying all the way to see me and that my bed was plenty big enough for the both of us. We used to do it all the time when we would have sleep overs in high school and my bed was half the size back then. She said that would be great as long as I was sure that I was ok with sharing my bed. I told her that the company would be greatly appreciated since it had been a while since I had shared my bed with anyone. By the look on her face I know she didn't believe that but the truth was that I had been on a bit of a dry spell lately.
Anyway, I went to the bathroom and to get ready for bed and Caroline used my spare one in the hall to do the same. Once I finished all my nightly routines I slipped on a pair of cotton shorts and an old t-shirt and climbed into bed. A minute or two later I heard Caroline finishing up and making her way down the hall. When she entered the room I was kind of shocked to see her in just a pair of panties and a sports bra. I was always a little jealous of her boobs; they weren't a lot bigger than mine but compared to my small B cups her full C's looked amazing. She climbed into bed complaining about how cold she was; it's no wonder since she was basically naked. She immediately dove under the covers and snuggled up close to me trying to get warm. Her body was so soft and she smelled amazing. Despite a few drunken threesomes back in college though, Caroline and I never actually fooled around with one another. We always focused most of our attention to the luck y guy that we were ravishing but tonight I found myself feeling warmth growing between my legs. I starting feeling butterflies in my stomach as I considered whether or not to make a move, but my fears outweighed my desires and soon I fell asleep next to my nearly naked best friend.
In the morning Caroline and I got up bright and early and decided to go out and do some shopping. We hit a few of my favorite shops around the area and then grabbed some lunch before heading back home. It was getting a little cold that afternoon so I decided to do something I don't have to do much here in the southwest and I turned on my heat.
It was about an hour later that I noticed the temperature hadn't changed much; if at all so I put my hand up to the vents to make sure things were working properly. Unfortunately, all I felt was cool air blowing out. I was not happy about having to call a repairman to come out and charge me an arm and a leg to fix my heat, especially since the longer it took the more Caroline and I would be stuck waiting for the repair to get done before we could go back out. So I did what I always do first, before calling anyone for a repair; I called my neighbor John. John was my next door neighbor who was my own Mr. Fix-it. He's almost 50, and married but that doesn't stop him from letting his eyes wonder. Every time he would come over to my place I'd feel like he spent as much time trying to look down my short or up my shorts and skirts than he would spend actually fixing whatever he was supposed to be working on. There were even a few times that I left my house to run errands while he stayed and worked and I swear some of my panties went missing. He always seemed to get things fixed though so I guess in the end it was still worth it considering how much money I probably saved thanks to him. So I decided to bite the bullet and call him over to take a look at my issue and he said he'd be right over. I warned Caroline about what to expect but rather than getting weirded out by the possibility she decided that we should make a game out of teasing him to see who could be the first to give him a hard on. I wasn't exactly in on the idea but it's hard to stop Caroline once she has her mind set on something. The first thing she did was go into the bedroom and adjust the blinds so they were open just enough to see in from the outside but closed enough that someone in the bedroom could think they had privacy. Then she put on the tightest pair of yoga pants I have ever seen and matching black sports bra and came back into the living room just in time for John to knock on the front door. I opened the door and welcomed John in and his eyes immediately turned to Caroline. Noticing his gaze I introduced her and told him she was visiting for a few days. She gaze him a little smile and thanked him for coming over so quickly. She told him how cold we were getting and that she was about to take a shower in an attempt to warm up a bit. She gaze me a quick wink and headed to the master bedroom.
I led John outside and to the back of my house. I guess since so few homes have basements out here most heating systems and hot water heaters are kept in a small room attached to the house but only accessible from outside. I don't know anything about this stuff other than where it is so I let John into the storage area and let him get to work.
When I got back inside I went to the bedroom to check on Caroline and she was putting her hair up into a pony tail in the mirror. She told me that she could see the movement outside the window and that John was looking in right now. She turned to me and asked if I was ready to start the show. She pulled her sports bra over her head and started walking towards me. She grabbed me by the waist, pulling my body into hers and planted her lips against mine. Her tongue began probing my mouth as I found my body responding to her touch. My tongue twisted around hers and my hands reached around her and began running down her back to her ass which was still help firmly in place by her skin tight pants. She broke her kiss with me and whispered into my ear.
"He's still looking in the window. I know his dick has to be rock hard right now. Go out and see if you can catch him trying to hide it!"
It took me a minute to compose myself. I was so turned on having Caroline's body pressed against me that I wanted to grab her and throw her on the bed. Realizing that the only reason she just kissed me was to get a reaction from John though stopped me from making a fool of myself by trying to have a lesbian encounter with my friend and making things awkward. Instead I headed out the bedroom and outside to check on John. As soon as I opened the back door I could hear his footsteps as he hurried around the side of the house to where I left him.
"How's it coming John? It's not too hard is it?"
"What?! What do you mean?!" he replied with a red face
I looked at John who was on his knees in front of the heater and could see the bulge sticking out of his pants; I looked away quickly so he wouldn't see that I noticed.
"The heater! Is the repair too hard?"
"Oh! No, it just looks like you needed to have your pilot light relit. You should be all set."
