She caught the trails of wet that had remained on Judy's face with her finger, stroking it softly from her cheek. Linda smiled, bright twinkles in her eyes and a dimple appearing in her chin. “You have beautiful soft skin.”
“And you have a cute dimple,” Judy replied.
Judy giggled, and that started them both laughing, like a couple of young schoolgirls.
“Hark at us,” laughed Linda, as she continued patting the towel against Judy's body. She realized Judy was taking this as a natural help to getting dry. To Linda, however, it felt like more, much more, and she longed to take the display of affection a little bit further. Being this close, she felt the feather like breaths from Judy's mouth fall like floating gossamer against her own cheek, and the idyllic scent of her shampoo that lingered rising, it's arousing aroma swirling into her nasal cavities.
Linda wanted to press her own body against Judy's. She had taken a few female lovers in the past, however with Judy there seemed to be something different. She had realized from early on, maybe only a few months into their friendship through emails that she wanted Judy to be more than a friend.
Linda felt scared over these thoughts though. She did not want to scare her friend away by rushing any movements, and she almost felt the pain of yearning for something forbidden in her heart.
The desire to cradle Judy's head in her hand and kiss her with deep passion grew more unbearable with every second. Linda wondered how she had ever resisted Judy for so long.
She must have looked as though she were a thousand miles away, when Judy suddenly snapped her back. “Hey, dreamer. Where were you? Somewhere really nice, I fancy.”
Linda dropped her hands down again. “I'm sorry,” she smiled. Inside she was thinking. Yes, I fancy. Fancy with a passion. She felt warm and damp between her thighs. “Hey, we'd better get dressed."