Emma and Laura went clothes shopping but they couldn’t find anything.

“We have to get something; we can’t go home empty-handed,” Laura said.

“What about socks?” Emma suggested.

“Sexy socks,” said Laura.

“Very sexy socks,” Emma agreed.

“Or at least seasonal,” Laura allowed.

Emma laughed.

They each bought a pair of tube socks.

“Probably not all that sexy,” Laura said.

“Or seasonal,” Emma added. “We should send a picture to the guys, though.”

“So they know we went shopping with them in mind.”

Emma snorted. “Don’t we always?”

They changed into their new socks and sat on the leather couch, with the camera propped on the coffee table.

“You know what?” Laura said. “Since these socks aren’t all that sexy—”

“Or seasonal,” Emma put in.

“We should model them on their own.”

“With no distractions,” Emma confirmed.

Emma and Laura promptly undressed. All but the socks. Set the self-timer on the camera. And sat again on the couch.

“Did it go off yet?” Emma asked after a bit.

“Not sure,” Laura said. “Let’s give it a little longer, just to be sure.”

“Actually, these socks do feel pretty sexy,” Emma said.

“Is that why you’re touching your pussy?” Laura asked.

Emma’s moan may have been in response to Laura’s question. Or not.

Emma moaned again. “I think I’m going to go off,” she gasped.

Laura moved one hand to her breast, her other hand beneath Emma’s bottom.

The moment her middle finger found its target, Emma went off.

Excited by her friend’s orgasm, Laura went off too.