Andrea didn't see.Andrea didn't see. Her fingers now run on the inside of Kelly's legs, the oil killing almost all friction. Her breathing became heavier as she moved her fingers closer to Kelly's pussy. "Andrea, what are you doing?" Kelly asked in a voice that was a mixture of denial and pleasure. Andrea was woken off her dreams, she opened her eyes and saw where her hands were. Kelly turned her head toward her. So did Brenda, who was smiling, because she had no idea what was going on. Andrea's fingertips were only inches away from Kelly's pussy, feeling the warm flesh the swimsuit had not hidden. "Nothing", said Andrea quickly with her normal voice, embarrassed. She pulled her hands back and closed the bottle. Kelly sat up, facing Andrea. "What's going on?" asked Brenda, still not noticing anything. Kelly nod her head to the right and looked at Andrea's eyes, smiling a little cute smile. Andrea was ashamed and couldn't look back. Kelly put her hand on Andrea's shoulder and turned her to face her. "I'm not angry", said Kelly a few times, trying to make Andrea understand. "You're not?" asked Andrea back, very shyly. For her whole life she'd kept her emotions under strict order, being very careful not to show them to others. Now she'd done the unthinkable. Gossips would ruin her reputation. Everyone would giggle when she walked by. She'd have to leave the newspaper. "In fact I'd like you to do it again", Kelly said and gave her a small kiss. "It felt really nice. |