It was the Friday before the Labor Day weekend and Beth's boss had left an envelope on her desk.

“You have worked so many hours lately, take the rest of the day off and enjoy”! The note read.

 Beth wondered what she would do… Lisa was working now, but would be home around dinnertime. It was the first time Beth had been at home alone on a weekday and it felt strange. The weather was warm, and the air stiffeningBeth wondered what she should do with herself.Beth decided to hit the beach before it got to crowed

She slipped into a black and red thong bikini that showed off her large perky breasts, a beautifully bronzed stomach, and a firm thighs with a not to big-not to small ass with no cellulite.

As she walked into the living room she was putting her hair up when she noticed Lisa’s sandals sitting by the chair. Beth crotch was dampened as she sat down and stared at the shoes.  She wanted to pick them up so badly, and smell them, run them along her dampness. She shook the idea from her head, thinking how sick she was for having those thoughts.She looked at then, thinking about how good it would feel, and Lisa would never ever ever know! Beth had to do it…She reasoned with herself, thinking if she did it this one time it would help her control her need for it. Looking around the room, as if someone was there, she reached down and picked up one of the sandals and rubbed it against her face, breathing in the Lisa’s sent. Beth slid her tongue inside the sandal enjoying the sweet taste of Lisa’s shoes as she brushed her crotch with other hand. She on fire, she couldn't stand thong anymore, she ripped if off and let it fall to the floor. She continued her obsession with Lisa's shoe, being careful not to get it soaking wet, as she licked and caressed the she and moved her fingers in and out of her love box. She was so worked up she couldn’t stand it… She needed more… She stood up from the chair, her body tingling and dripping with excitement and went back into her bedroom, sandal in hand, and continued masturbating on her bed, cumming twice and still wanting more. She looked at her own feet, her fire engine red toenails. She allowed herself full indulgence, bringing her own foot to her mouth and suckling on her toes, devouring herself, pretending that they were Lisa's and then that Lisa was the one sucking on her.

"Mmm...Lisa..." she moaned deep from within her, she began screaming out her Lisa's name even louder as she had yet another orgasm.

Beth was so consumed by her pleasure that she almost didn't hear the door creak, and when she did she thought her heart would stop. She flung her foot out of her mouth and cast a guilty look towards Lisa, who was standing in her doorway, wide-eyed. From Lisa's angle, she had a direct view right between Beth's legs, and Beth involuntarily closed them. "Oh my God," Beth stammered, grabbing a throw cover and draping it over herself.

Lisa said nothing at first, just looked at Beth with an unfathomable expression. She approached slowly and sat down on the foot of Beth's bed. "How long have you had these feelings?" she finally asked.

"They started a month or so after we moved in here. I'm sorry, Lisa. I never even wanted to admit to me, that I liked women. I'll start looking for another place this weekend." She hung her head, she looked up when she felt Lisa's hand moving up and down her leg, through the cover. Lisa was smiling softly, and she'd kicked her shoes off. Beth could see her purple-painted toenails through her sandalwood panty hose.

"I know how you feel," she said with a grin, "because I've felt this way for years, too. Have you ever been with another women?"

Beth looked up and said, “one”. Then you're a lot braver than I am. I've just kept dating men and hoping that one day I'd not want to be with women anymore." The two women gazed at each other and smiled… Beth let the covers fall away, exposing her breasts, as her lips met Lisa's.