My best friend Beth and I did everything together. We had been friends since high school, sharing everything with each other from then until now. We had been the maid of honor at each of our weddings. To this day, we still have weekly girls' days out together. Sometimes it was just a shopping excursion; other weeks it was an evening out for drinks and a little dancing. We never missed a week without doing something together.

This week, a Saturday at the mall was planned. Beth needed a new dress for an upcoming work gala. I enthusiastically agreed to help her pick out something when she asked.

I gave my husband a kiss and headed out the door for the short drive over to Beth's house. Once I arrived, a quick honk of the horn had my friend hurrying into my car.

"How's my beautiful friend today?" Beth exclaimed as she got into the car, giving me a quick side hug.

"Better now that my BFF has joined me," I returned with a laugh. "Let's get this show on the road."

I pulled out of her driveway and headed to the mall. As always, our conversation flowed freely. We talked about everything and nothing while I drove. Before we knew it, we arrived at our destination.

We spent the rest of the morning and afternoon shopping, only stopping for a short time to have a little lunch at the food court. Beth found and purchased several beautiful new dresses that would give her multiple options to choose from to wear at her upcoming work event. I even found a cute new dress for myself as well.

We ended up in a lingerie store, as Beth stated she needed some new underwear to go with her purchases.

"What do you think of these?" Beth asked, holding up a black lace bra, panty, and garter belt set.

"Oh, those are so cute, Beth. You should get them." I replied.

"Do you ever wear a garter belt for Jeff, Michelle?"

"No," I replied. "I have never worn a garter belt and stockings. I have never felt they were my style."

"Oh, Michelle, you should. I think you would look so incredibly hot in one. I've found that men just can't resist them. Not only that, but I'm sure Jeff would kill to see you in a sexy lingerie set. I know I would."

I looked at her. Her last statement had caught me completely off guard. "What did she mean by it?" I wondered to myself.

She pulled a white garter belt off the rack and handed it to me. "I think you would look incredibly sexy in this, Michelle. Why don't you try it on?"

"I don't think so, Beth. They are just not my style," I replied. "I'm not sure Jeff would appreciate it."

"Are you kidding? Jeff's eyes would pop out of his head if he saw you in this."

I took the garter belt from Beth's hands and held it to my waist.

I saw a quick flash of something I could only identify as hunger in Beth's gaze as she looked me over as I stood still, holding the garter belt against me.

"Do you really think so, Beth? Do you really think Jeff would like to see me in something like this?"

"Trust me on this, my friend. You will thank me later," Beth said with a smile.

"OK," I replied. "I'll get this white set. I guess I can always return it later if I change my mind."

I found the matching bra and panty to the garter belt in my size. The hosiery section was against the far wall. I picked out two pairs of stockings to go with the set, one in white and the other in nude. We both made our lingerie purchases and then headed for home. I was soon pulling back into Beth's driveway.

"Why don't you come in for a while, Michelle? Sam is out for the day and will not be home until very late tonight. Maybe we can have a glass of wine or two. I'd love to have your company for another few hours."

Jeff was off golfing with his buddies, so I knew he would not be home for hours as well, so I figured, why not?

"Sure, I'd love that, my friend," I replied enthusiastically.

"Great," Beth said with a huge smile. "Let's go have a little more fun."

We headed inside, dropping our shopping bags by the door. Beth uncorked a bottle of Chardonnay she had in the fridge. After pouring us each a healthy glass full, we sat down on the couch to talk and gossip.

"I can't believe you've never worn a garter belt and stockings, Michelle. I can't even imagine how sexy you would look in one, my friend."

"Honestly, Beth, I always thought they were more for loose women," I said, starting to blush. "Jeff has asked a few times for me to wear one, but I always just brushed it off. I never really considered it until you pushed me today."

"Damn, girl. You don't know what you're missing," Beth said a little too breathlessly. "It drives Sam insane when I wear one of mine. The sex we have while I'm wearing nothing but my garter belt, stockings, and heels is incredible."

She paused there and looked me up and down, a sly smile slowly spreading across her face.

"Michelle, would you do something for me?"

"Sure, Beth. You know I would do anything for you, my friend."

Beth hesitated for just a moment, looking down shyly.

"Would you model your new lingerie for me? Now that we are talking about it, I would so love to see you in it."

I was taken aback by her request. We had grown up together. We had seen each other naked before during gym class all the way back to high school. This was somehow different. I could feel a distinct sexual vibe in her request that had never manifested itself between us before. What surprised me even more was how aroused it was making me feel. I could feel the wetness seeping into my panties at the thought of wearing the sexiest lingerie I had even purchased in front of my best friend.

I smiled as I made up my mind. "I'll tell you what, Beth. I will model my new lingerie for you if you do the same for me. That's only fair, you know."

Beth looked up smiling, her embarrassment now gone. "That sounds fair to me," she said with a little giggle.

With that, we both picked up our bags and headed into different rooms to change, Beth into her bedroom and me into her hall bathroom.

Pulling my new lingerie out of the bag and studying it carefully, I was surprised at the reaction my body was starting to have. My fingers caressed the soft satin and lace lovingly.

I thought to myself, "Why have I resisted wearing nice underwear like this for so long, especially when Jeff has asked so many times? Well, that ends today," I decided as I quickly started to undress.

I slipped the garter belt around my waist, fastening it in the back. The silky, nude stockings were next, as I carefully slid up each one up my legs and fastened them to the garter clasps. Standing, I took a moment to relish the slight tug between the stockings and the garters as I moved.

Looking in the mirror, a slight smile began to curl my lips as I took in my reflection in the mirror.

Picking up the bra, I fastened it in front of myself before spinning it around, sliding my arms through, and then pulling the straps over my shoulders. I adjusted each of my breasts so they fit comfortably into the cups. Finally, I stepped into the high-leg satin panties and pulled them up over the garter belt and into place. Smiling again, I took in my reflection in the mirror, spinning slowly to fully take myself in.

"Damn, you do look hot, girl," I said to myself with a wicked chuckle.

I opened the door and went back to the living room, but Beth was not there. I wandered back to her bedroom. Finding the door slightly ajar, I slowly pushed it open. What I saw took my breath away. Beth was standing there in her own lingerie, a mirror image of my own outfit, only in black. She was a vision.

"Fuck, Beth. You look so hot."

She turned and saw me in the doorway in my own lingerie. I swear I saw a look of unbridled hunger in her eyes for a moment as she took me in before her smile masked it.

"Not so bad yourself, my dear," she replied. "Come in and let me see you up close."

Walking up to her, Beth turned me to face her mirror, stepping behind me as she did so.

"Now tell me how you don't look sexy as hell. I still can't believe you've never worn a garter belt before."

"Nope. You are the first person to ever see me in one, Beth," I said, more than a little bit embarrassed by all her attention.

Beth snuggled in behind me as she wrapped her arms around my waist. Resting her chin on my shoulder, she purred, "Don't we look sexy together in our new lingerie?"

I just continued looking at our reflection in the mirror. "What is happening here?" I thought to myself. "Is Beth hitting on me?"

Beth nuzzled into my neck, kissing it lightly.

"Mmmm, you smell so nice, Michelle," she whispered as her hand slowly slid down my belly to the front of my garter belt. Her fingers toyed with the lace.

"What are you doing, Beth?" I asked. "We can't do this. I love my husband. You love yours."

"Do you really want me to stop, Michelle? I'll stop if you say so, but I think you won't, will you?"

"Beth, please, we can't," I whispered weakly, my willpower waning quickly.

Beth chuckled softly, her hand sliding lower and between my legs, before slowly rubbing my pussy over my panties.

"You're so wet, my friend. You want this, don't you?"

My reluctance quickly shattered; I closed my eyes and moaned quietly as Beth slid her hand under my waistband and into my panties, sliding her fingers into my extremely aroused folds.

"Yes, I want this. Please don't stop, my friend," I sighed.

Beth giggled, pulling me backward and onto her bed, laying me onto the soft comforter.

I looked into her eyes. She looked into mine, smiling, before dropping to the floor between my legs. She grasped the waistband of my panties, sliding them down my legs and off, tossing them to the side.

"I have never done anything like this before, Beth," I whispered quietly.

"Just relax and enjoy it, my friend. I've wanted to do this with you for longer than I can remember."

"Are you sure it won't change our friendship?" I asked shyly.

"Shhh, only for the better, Michelle."

Beth settled between my legs, inhaling deeply to take in the scent of my arousal, before taking her first tentative lick. I gasped, and my back arched with the incredible sensations it brought over me.

Beth looked up and smiled before diving in again. Her tongue slid from the bottom of my slit to the top before circling my sensitive nub.

"Fuck. Beth. That feels so good," I sighed. "Do you really think we should be doing this?"

"Shut up and enjoy it, Michelle. You know you want it. I know I do."

With that, I settled back into it, determined not to let my initial reluctance stop me from enjoying something new and exciting with my best friend.

Beth sensed me relaxing and continued her onslaught on my now dripping pussy. Without stopping, she brought her hands up and pulled the cups of my bra down, exposing my heaving breasts. With a small chuckle, she pulled and twisted on my sensitive ripples as her tongue circled my clit.

"God, Beth. That feels so good," I moaned.

Dropping one hand from my tits, Beth slid one and then a second finger into my now warm and willing pussy, curling them to gently rub on my G-spot.

That did it. My back arched from the bed as my climax struck. My body seized with the most powerful orgasm of my entire life. I cried out as I squirted for the first time, coating my friend's face, which she greedily lapped up.

My pussy was still quivering as Beth raised her head, smiling, her face glistening with my essence.

"Damn, girl. We should have done this a long time ago."

I just giggled in response.

Beth kicked off her heels and slid her own panties down her legs before climbing into bed. Facing me, she spread her legs and positioned them between mine, her glistening pussy coming into contact with mine. She started to slowly grind against me.

"Oh, fuck, Beth. What are you doing?" I sighed, fresh arousal starting to build once again inside of me.

"I'm going to scissor with my best friend," she moaned excitedly.

Her pussy sloshed against mine, aided by the copious amount of nectar we were now both leaking. Beth took hold of my legs, sliding her hands across the silky stockings covering my thighs. My legs were sliding against her legs; the sensation of our nylons rubbing together just added to my arousal, and I'm sure hers as well.

We were now aggressively humping our cunts together, our breathing becoming more ragged by the moment.

"Oh, Michelle. This is so hot. Your pussy feels so perfect rubbing against mine."

"Fuck, Beth. What's come over us? Where did all this come from?"

"What does it matter now, Michelle? Now that we have found it, we'll never be able to go back. There's a new level to our friendship now, and I know you want it as well, don't you?"

"Yes, Beth. I want it. I want you. Please make me cum again."

She just smiled at that as she pressed her wet pussy harder against mine. She reached down between us and found my clit. Her fingers trailed over it, sending sparks throughout my already overwhelmed nervous system. I reached down to stroke Beth's clit as well as we stared deeply into each other's eyes.

"Fuck, Michelle. I'm going to cum."

Her body seized as her climax overtook her. She cried out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. I loved looking at her in that moment. Her entire being was consumed by her orgasm. That look of wonder took me over the edge as I shuddered with my own release. I swear I had an out-of-body experience, looking down at our bodies intertwined, writhing in our shared experience.

As we both came down from our intense orgasms, Beth crawled up and snuggled into me. I tilted her face to mine and kissed her. Our mouths opened as our tongues dueled in a passion I had not felt in such a long time.

Breaking from our kiss, I looked deeply into Beth's eyes.

"Oh, my God, Beth. I love you so much," I said, looking deeply into her soul.

"I love you too, Michelle."

We snuggled back into each other's arms before slowly drifting into a peaceful sleep. The last thought that crossed my mind before I too dozed off was how much more there was still to explore with Beth now that I had been able to break through the final barriers of my reluctance. Not only that, but also how much our husbands would enjoy exploring it with us.