Florence and Deb I, A New Set of Pits in Town
by Mr. Chain

As the sun shone through the window of her bedroom, Florence lay on her back still asleep. She was clutching a pillow which lay on her chest with one arm while the other arm was placed behind her head, revealing her armpit. She rolled form side to side, moaning gently, a wide smile on her face. But as the intensity of the sun increased, she was awoken from her dream.

Slowly sitting up, she kept the smile on her face, remembering faintly the dream she just had. But as it faded, her thoughts switched to the memory of what had really happened the night before, widening her smile even further. She had spent a truly wonderful evening with Vinny, one of the most sensual nights of her life.

Getting out of bed, she noticed the black tank top she had worn the night before, sitting in a heap in the corner of the room. Picking it up, she giggled at the chocolate ice cream stains which centered around the right armpit area. As she reminisced, Liz walked in, looking as if she had just been on the losing end of a catfight. Wearing a thick, pink, terry cloth robe and a pair of fuzzy pink slippers, her hair was a mess and her eyes were bloodshot.

"Well you look like you had a rough night Liz!", Florence proclaimed.

Liz laughed, peeking at the tank top which Florence was still holding. Moving closer, she grabbed it out of Florence's hands, checking the stains.

"It was fun, but not as much fun as yours I assume!", Liz remarked slyly before lifting the shirt to her nose. "Are these chocolate ice cream stains?"

Florence grabbed the shirt back, her face red with embarrassment though she giggled nervously. "Um ... yeah. But never mind that.", she replied sensitively before tossing the shirt in the corner.

"So, how was your night with Vinny?", Liz pried.

The question drew another smile from Florence. "He's such a great guy Liz. I'm really think I'm falling in love with him!"

Liz smiled back, surprised by Florence's words as the two walked into the living room, each taking a seat to continue the conversation. Florence had some questions for her roommate, but surprisingly, they were not about Vinny.

"So tell me about this Deb, would you Liz?" she asked.

The question raised a smile on Liz's face as she reminisced about her former roommate.

"Ah Deb. She's a real sweetheart. I really miss her. It's funny you should ask about her because she called the other day, the first time I've talked to her in a couple of months.", Liz announced.

Florence stared back at her roommate, her eyes squinted, a serious expression on her face. Liz continued though as Florence listened intently.

"Well this was originally Deb's apartment and the two of us hooked up the same way you and I did. I answered an ad for a roommate and Deb was the one who placed it. We lived together for about a year or so before she met some guy; a real creep; and moved out to California with him."

Florence pried further, wanting to know everything about her, but mostly interested in her relationship with Vinny. But not wanting to raise Liz's suspicions, she tried to be tactful.

"So you two were good friends?", Florence asked.

Liz looked back and smiled. "Yeah, we were pretty tight. She was soooo much fun, willing to do anything. She really helped me to loosen up and experiment with new things.", Liz proclaimed.

"So what made her move to California?", Florence continued.

"Well Deb was a model who wanted to be an actress. She made good money as a model ... I mean she's drop dead gorgeous ... but she wanted to become famous. She met this guy who said he was an agent, and he convinced her to move to California. I tried to convince her not to go, but Deb is a free spirit so once she gets something in her head, there's no stopping her.

Anyway, she called me the other day and told me she was back in town and that California didn't work out. I can't wait to see her!", Liz exclaimed, oblivious to Florence's concerns.

"That's too bad.", Florence replied half heatedly, "but tell me about Deb and Vinny."

Liz looked back at her roommate and realized why she was asking. Her expression changed to one of amusement as she tried to console her roommate.

"I wouldn't worry about Deb if I were you Flo. Yeah, she and Vinny had a thing for a few weeks, but it never got too serious."

Looking relieved, Florence nevertheless continued to pry.

"So ... the two of them dated?"

"Yeah ... I guess you could say that. But it was never serious. Deb likes to have fun and Vinny was up for it. Bit it faded pretty fast and Deb moved on."

Florence found little solace in the answer. Sure, Deb may have moved on, but what about Vinny? Did he still have a "thing" for Deb? And with Deb now back in town, did that mean that Vinny might pursue her once again?

Picking up on Florence's concerns, Liz tried to reassure her.

"Like I said Flo, I wouldn't worry about Deb. Vinny sure seems like he's into you, and Deb, well she's never had trouble meeting new guys!"

Looking away, Florence tried not to get too upset about it, but the thought of losing Vinny lingered in the back of her head. She decided to drop the subject though, and the two went about their business.

Over the next couple of weeks, Florence and Vinny grew closer, going out to dinner a few times, though none of those dates came close to the level of intimacy they had shared on that first night.

The two made plans to spend a Saturday night together along with Liz and Vinny's friend Joe. Nothing wild, just a nice quiet night in the girl's apartment. Florence relished the opportunity to spend some more casual time with him, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity.

So once the day came, Florence went out to the gym in the morning, did some shopping in the afternoon and returned home later that day. When she arrived home, Liz wasn't there yet, so Florence went about the business of getting ready for the evening.

Stepping into the shower, she ran the hot water over her body, lifting her right arm up and over her head. Running the fingers of her left hand over her right armpit, she bristled at the stubble which had built up over the past few days. Florence had intentionally not shaved her armpits, wanting to ensure a close shave for her date with Vinny.

Spraying some shaving cream onto the tips of her fingers, she massaged it into her pit, making sure that the prickly stubble was adequately softened. She then slid the razor over it, slowly and carefully, ensuring she got every last whisker.

Repeating the process on her other armpit, Florence then surveyed her work. Though smooth, they were not quite as smooth as she wanted, so she shaved them a second time, this time applying more pressure with the razor. Her tenacity proved to be a bit too much however, as she nicked her left armpit causing a small stream of blood to emerge.

Florence began to panic, worried about how the small nick would look. She carefully treated the wound, washing it thoroughly and trying to squeeze out whatever blood she could. Finally, emerging from the shower, she dried herself off before touching up the slight cut with some alcohol on a cotton swab. The contact of the alcohol burned and Florence cringed, lowering her arm in reflex.

But she was persistent and finally satisfied that she had done all she could, she began to bathe both pits with her lilac scented body lotion. Completing the pampering, she raised both arms over her head as she stood before the mirror, critiquing her pits. Satisfied that they looked their best, she wrapped a towel around herself and walked back into her bedroom.

Vinny and Joe would be over in an hour, but still Liz wasn't home. Florence rifled through her drawers, trying to find something to wear. She remembered how Liz had told her to dress casually the last time they were to stay in, but she wasn't sure how casual she should go. after all, she was starting to fall in love with Vinny and wanted to look her best. Black was the color she felt looked best on her, so before deciding to what to wear on the outside, she slipped into a pair of black panties and a matching black bra. Before she decided on an outfit however, Liz finally burst through the front door.

"FLO ... FLO ... WHERE ARE YOU!"

Florence rushed out of her bedroom, still dressed in only her underwear, fearing that something was wrong from the excited tone in Liz's voice. But as she ran over to Liz, she could see how excitedly happy she was.

"Flo, you are not going to believe this!", Liz screamed.

Florence grew excited too, sensing the elation in Liz's voice as her roommate continued.

"I was pulling into the parking lot of the mall, listening to the radio like I always do. They kept blabbing on about how they were set up inside of the mall, some sort of holiday show thingy. So I'm thinking great, now the mall will be even more crowded. Anyway, just I was about to turn the radio off and go inside, they announce that they were having contest and that the first person to get to there booth in the mall would win a trip to Cancun. My heart started to race so I ripped the keys out of the ignition and ran inside and .... GUESS WHAT?"

Florence was stunned and was about to answer, but Liz was too excited and didn't wait for the reply. "I WON! ... CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?"

The two of them began to jump up and down, hugging each other, but Liz pushed back, not finished with the story.

"But check this out, it's a trip for four! So ... I was going to wait until the guys get here to tell you, but I thought it would be great if the four of us went together! What do you think?!?!?"

Florence grabbed Liz around the neck and hugged her, the two of them screaming. Liz was holding a shopping bag, but tossed it aside as the two continued their celebratory dance. Finally regaining their composure, the two had a seat on the couch and Liz shared more of the details, everything except the dates of the trip.

After a few more minutes, they calmed down enough for Liz to realize that the guys would be there in only another 20 minutes. So giving Florence a kiss on the cheek, she dashed into the bathroom and began to take her shower.

Florence was elated. She couldn't believe Liz had won the trip, or that she had been sweet enough to ask her to go! And to top it all off, Vinny would be there with her! She would get to spend a wonderful weekend in an exotic location with the guy whom she was falling in love with. It was almost too perfect!

Realizing that she needed to get dressed, she skipped back into her room and got dressed. Wearing a sleeveless black sweater and a pair of tight, black jeans, she walked back out into the living room and began to get ready for her guests.

A few minutes later, Liz emerged from her room, looking stunning as usual, clad in a pair of sweats and a tank top. Within minutes the guys arrived and the evening began. Florence waited for Liz to tell them about the trip, but Liz seemed to be waiting for the right moment, though it was easy to see that she was excited.

After they talked for a few more minutes, Liz went into the kitchen and came out a few minutes later with a bottle of Tequila, four shot glasses, and a lemon and salt shaker. They guys looked at each and laughed, Florence enjoying a chuckle as well, realizing how Liz was going to break the news to them.

Setting it down on the table, she then spilled her guts, telling them about her adventure and inviting them to join her and Florence. The four of them jumped up and hugged, ecstatic about the upcoming vacation.

Vinny asked what the dates were for the trip, and Liz announced that it was just two weeks away. But as soon as the words emerged from Liz's mouth, Florence's smile quickly faded.

That was the weekend that her cousin was getting married, and to top it off, Florence was in the bridal party. there was no way she could get out of it either, and she knew right away that she couldn't go. In fact, she had planned to ask Vinny to be her guest at the wedding, but now that plan seemed to be shot. How could she ask Vinny to give up a free trip to Cancun, just to go to a wedding where he wouldn't know anyone. Especially since Florence would not even be sitting with him, relegated to sitting on the dais.

So as the other three celebrated, Florence sulked, stunned at the unfortunate turn of events. The other three quickly realized her solemn mood, and tried to figure out what was wrong, questioning her as to her lack of joy. But Florence wasn't quite ready to break the bad news to them, so she tried to shrug it off and look happy.

To celebrate further, Liz poured four shots of Tequila, handing one of them to each person. They then toasted to the trip and drank the shots down quickly. Not being much of a drinker, the shot of strong alcohol went to Florence's head. But after a few moments she was fine, although Liz quickly poured another one.

"This time, let's do it the right way!", Liz announced, going over to Joe and pulling off his shirt.

She then licked the top of his right shoulder before pouring some salt on it. She then cut a few wedges of the lemon, taking one of them and placing it on Joe's left shoulder. Grabbing her shot glass, she moved closer to Joe before sucking the salt off his neck, kissing it erotically in the process. She then downed the shot before diving forward and sucking the lemon off of his shoulder as well.

Vinny and Florence laughed at loud as Joe repeated the exercise on Liz, downing his shot as well while slurping on her neck. After finishing it, the two turned their attention to Florence and Vinny. Florence did not hesitate in pulling Vinny's shirt off and following her roommate's lead. She sucked the salt off of his shoulder, making sure to kiss and lick his neck in the process. She then downed the shot before going for the lemon, sucking it off of his shoulder as well.

Finally it was Vinny's turn, but he had a different idea. Placing Florence so that she sitting upright on the couch, he grabbed her by the wrists and raised her arms so that they were pushed back over her head. Florence went along with it, giggling the entire time, her back now arched as her two armpits formed deep, little cups.

Vinny then licked her right one, moistening it before placing some salt in the wet spot. He then placed a lemon wedge in her left pit, sitting up and smiling down at her. Florence couldn't stop giggling as Vinny moved in and sucked the last drop of salt out of her right pit. The slurping noises were loud as he finally lifted his head, grabbed the shot and downed it. He then dove his face into her left pit and grabbed the lemon wedge with his teeth, rubbing his face deeply into her soft valley.

Florence laughed out loud as Vinny finally sat up, his face emerging from beneath her arm. His unique method drew applause from Liz and Joe, and a deep, hard kiss from Florence.

Having now downed two shots, the foursome was feeling jovial. Liz then jumped up, running to the front door.

"I almost forget, I got a surprise for us Florence. well actually, the guys might enjoy it even more than we will!"

She then grabbed the shopping bag she had tossed aside earlier and reached in, pulling out two skimpy bikinis. She tossed the black one to Florence and kept the pink one for herself.

Florence held it up, shocked at how small it was. It was a Brazilian cut bikini, meaning that there was little left to the imagination.

"Are you kidding?!?!?", Florence yelled teasingly, "I can't wear this!"

Liz laughed, "Sure you can Flo! After all, we'll be in Mexico! Besides, you've got the body for it!"

They guys wasted not time in agreeing, Vinny goading Florence to try it on. But Florence was reluctant, even though she was beginning to feel intoxicated.

"Okay Flo, I'll tell you what. I'll try mine on first!"

With that Liz walked into the bedroom, and a few minutes later, emerged wearing the little, pink bikini. She looked fantastic, and Joe rose up to greet her, in more ways than one.

Florence looked her up and down, jealous of Liz's body, though trying not to show it. The three of them applauded as Liz pranced around the room, modeling the swimsuit.

"Okay Flo, it's your turn!", she proclaimed as everyone turned their attention to Florence. She hesitated, but after some encouragement, she stood up, reluctantly agreeing to model the suit.

Walking into her bedroom, she sat on the bed, wondering if she should go ahead with it. After all, her skin was as pale as a ghost and she was very insecure with her body.

As she debated her next step however, the phone rang outside. Liz answered it screamed when she heard the voice on the other end.

"DEB ... I CAN"T BELEIVE IT'S YOU!", Liz squealed.

But Florence did into hear any of the conversation as she continued her internal debate as the phone conversation continued in the living room.

"You're kidding! ... What are you wearing!?!? ... NO WAY! You're right downstairs? Well come on up!"

With that, Liz hung up the phone and walked back over to the couch to tell the guys the news.

"You're not going to believe who that was! It was Deb! She's back in town! Apparently she was out at some party, but she says that she wore this new outfit which attracted every asshole guy in the place. So she ditched the party and she's right downstairs. She'll be up in a minute!"

Everyone seemed happy about the news since they all loved Deb. They began to reminisce, telling stories about her exploits.

Meanwhile, Florence had reluctantly decided to go ahead and put the bikini on. As she slipped out of her clothes however, the front door to the apartment opened and in stepped Deb. She still had her key, so as she opened the door, no one heard her, especially Florence who was oblivious to the guest who had just arrived.

Taking a step into the apartment, Deb thrust her arms up over her head, waving them from side to side before screaming out ... "HERE I AM!"

With that, Liz, Joe and Vinny all ran over to her. Liz was the first to greet her, exchanging a hug and kiss before Joe did the same. Just as Joe stepped aside to give Vinny a chance to say hello however, Florence emerged from her bedroom. She had taken awhile, almost 15 minutes, but expected to find the three of them anxiously awaiting her entrance. But seeing no one sitting on the couch any longer, her eyes turned toward the front door.

Though they had never met before, Florence knew exactly who the gorgeous, statuesque blonde standing in the doorway was. It had to be Deb, Liz's old roommate. Florence was concerned about Deb from the minute Vinny had mentioned her on their first date, especially the way his eyes seemed to twinkle when he said her name and the way he described how much he admired her armpits. Her first instinct when Vinny described was to think be thankful that she lived on the other side of the country, but now, seeing her standing in the doorway, the first thought which came to her mind was, "Oh shit ... I'm in trouble!". But to make matters worse, if Florence wasn't feeling insecure enough, what she witnessed next was worse.

As Vinny stepped forward to greet Deb, she again thrust her arms over her head as Vinny approached her, doing a little dance as she again waved her arms over her head to show off her pits.

"Vince!", Deb exclaimed, "Do you remember these?", she shouted, motioning to her armpits.

Vinny stared at them for a second, not realizing that Florence was watching, before diving forward and burying his face in her right armpit and giving it a quick kiss. His face rose from the depths of her right underarm, only to plunge into the left one, giving it another quick kiss. Both he and Deb laughed out loud as they exchanged a hug while Vinny blurted out, "Boy I missed those luscious pits!"

Florence stood in the doorway of her bedroom, clad only in her skimpy black bikini, paralyzed by what she was seeing. She grew panicked, unsure of what to do before finally deciding to sneak back into her bedroom. But before she could, Liz noticed her and ran over.

"Flo ... come over here!", she yelled before grabbing Florence by the wrist and leading her over to Deb.

"Flo, this is Deb. Deb, this is my new roommate Flo!", Liz announced happily, introducing the two.

Deb gave Florence an exaggerated look up and down before finally speaking.

"A little underdressed for the occasion, aren't you Flo?", she said jokingly. Florence's face was bright red as she clumsily stuck out her hand to shake.

"You too Deb!", Florence replied sheepishly as she ran her eyes up and down Deb's body.

Deb was wearing a black, PVC, tank-jumpsuit which hugged every dimple of her body. It was the kind of outfit which left little to the imagination, but with Florence clad in only her own skimpy bikini, she was no better.

"I've heard alot about you Deb.", Florence stated before clumsily sticking her hand out to shake with Deb.

"Well don't believe everything you hear!", she shot back, grabbing hold of Florence's hand with a firm grip and shaking it.

Vinny walked over to Florence, staring at her as he grabbed her hand.

"You look fabulous hon!", he announced, prompting Joe and Liz to agree.

"Hon?", Deb declared, "are you two an item?", she asked slyly.

Florence and Vinny looked at each other awkwardly, Florence waiting for Vinny to respond. She felt her heart sink into her chest as she waited for his reply, hoping for the best but expecting the worst. But Vinny then grabbed Florence's hand, clutching it tightly before staring into her eyes.

"Yeah ... I guess we are!", he replied, bringing a smile to Florence's face.

"Well good for you Vin!", Deb proclaimed before Liz ushered everybody back into the living room.

Florence excused herself, walking back toward her bedroom, but before she went inside, she asked Liz if she could come in for a second. Liz excused herself as well as the two roommates walked back into Florence's bedroom.

Liz asked her what was up, prompting Florence to take a seat on the bed.

"Liz, I've got some bad news. You are amazing for asking me to come with you to Cancun and for inviting Vinny too. But I can't go.", she whispered miserably.

Liz seemed stunned, not sure of what brought this on.

"You're kidding!", she exclaimed, "Why not?"

"Well...", Florence began, "my cousin is getting married that weekend and I'm in the bridal party.", she revealed.

Liz's face dropped at the revelation, but she seemed unwilling to take no for an answer.

"Can't you blow it off Flo? I mean after all, it's a free trip to Cancun!"

Florence looked back at her, her eyes clearly expressing her disappointment.

"I'm in the bridal party Liz!", she exclaimed sadly. "Can't you make it another weekend?", she then asked hopefully.

"Liz looked at her with her brow furrowed before answering, "I won the trip Flo, I can't change the dates. They already gave me the tickets!". Liz was obviously annoyed at the request and the situation, but realized that Florence had no choice in the matter either. The two of them sat there for a minute, not sure what to do next. But then finally Liz got up, looking down at her depressed roommate before walking back out.

With Liz now annoyed that Florence had spoiled her plans, she walked out of the room, allowing Florence to get dressed. Getting to her feet, Florence did not want to leave Vinny alone with Deb more than she had to, so she quickly slipped out of her bikini and threw her clothes back on before rushing out into the living room.

The four of them had already taken their seats so Florence, in a very suggestive manner, walked over to Vinny and sat on his lap. It was almost as if she were marking her territory and the gesture was not lost on Deb, who snickered. Glancing down at the table she noticed the bottle of tequila and shotglasses.

"Tequila eh ?" she said.

"Yeah, we were celebrating!", Liz proclaimed, "You've got hear this!"

She then went on to tell Deb about her great luck and the trip to Cancun. Deb screeched and leapt up, hugging Liz.

"I can't believe it! So who's going with you?", she asked, the suggestion not lost on Liz, nor anyone else.

"Well ...", Liz began, glancing over at Florence whose face dropped, "it was going to be the four of us, but it looks like Flo won't be able to make it.", Liz said wryly.

Vinny turned and looked at Florence with a surprised expression on his face. She explained the situation with the wedding, causing an uncomfortable pause. But then Liz's eyes lit up before she began to speak in an excited tone.

"Hey, I've got an idea! Since Flo can't make it, why don't you come Deb?"

Immediately, Florence turned and glared at Liz, who was too busy waiting for Deb's answer to notice. But Deb wasted not time, jumping up and accepting the invitation. Deb and Liz hugged and screamed with delight as Florence sat on Vinny's lap, amazed at what had just happened. She grew increasingly more depressed, and angry. Her suspicions about Deb were proving to be more and more accurate as she watched the two women celebrate. Deb was moving into her life in a big way, even though she had not been invited, at least not by Florence!

Trying to get away from the situation as quickly as she could, Florence stood up and began to walk away.

"Looks like we need another shotglass." she announced softly before trodding toward the kitchen.

"Oh ... let me help you Florence.", replied Deb as she followed her into the kitchen, turning to Liz as she paused. "Are they still in the same place Lizzie?"

Liz laughed before responding, "Yep ... right where you left them Deb."

Florence continued into the kitchen, suddenly feeling like an outsider. It was obvious to her that Deb and Liz had a great deal of history together, leading Florence to feel like a third wheel. As the two women entered the kitchen together, Florence walked over to the cabinet where the glasses were. Liz had left a small step stool there since the glasses were on the top shelf, and since both of the two roommates were about the same height, neither could reach the top shelf and so the step stool came in handy. But as Florence stepped up onto it, Deb walked over, reaching past her.

"That's okay Flo, I can reach. Let me get them.", she announced.

Reaching abruptly over Florence, she leaned forward and felt around for a shotglass, her armpit now directly in Florence's line of vision. Florence wanted nothing more than to drag her nails across Deb's armpit to scratch and claw at it, but she refrained, instead offering a sarcastic "Thanks" instead.

Deb was about 4 or 5 inches taller than Florence, with long, curly blonde hair, immaculate skin, a gorgeous face and killer body. As Florence watched her, she grew green with envy. She desperately tried to ignore her feelings of jealousy however, instead probing to find out some information about the history between Deb and Vinny.

"So ... I've heard that you and Vinny were pretty close.", Florence asked cattily.

"Who Vinny? ... he's a great guy and we had some wild times together. But you don't have to worry about me Flo!", Deb stated slyly.

Florence didn't put much faith in her words, assuming that Deb was a player and that Vinny was now in play. The two then walked back into the living room, Deb carrying the shotglass. Reaching the table she poured five shots, hoisted her glass in the air and made a toast.

"To old friends ... old memories ... and good time to come!", she stated before turning toward Florence, "oh ... and to new friends too!" she cheered.

With that, the others reached for their glasses, but not before Deb downed her shot, not bothering with the salt or lemon. Liz interjected before the rest of them could drink however.

"Oh Deb, you've got to see how Vinny drank his last shot!", she announced, leaving Vinny to turn red with embarrassment.

"Oh no!", Vinny replied, obviously uncomfortable.

"Oh come on Vinny. Show me ... for old times sake!", Deb chided.

Vinny was reluctant, though Florence was aching for him to do it. While she felt embarrassed too, she nonetheless longed for any outward sign of affection from him, especially in front of Deb. But instead, his hesitation left her feeling even more insecure. But finally, after more goading from Deb, he agreed and moved closer to Florence who immediately got into position, arching her back and opening up her pits.

As he licked her armpit and poured the salt on it, the other three starting hooting in laughter. Vinny then licked the salt out of Florence's armpit, though in a much less animated way than he had done the first time. He then downed the shot before plucking the lemon wedge out of her other armpit. This time however, he simply bit the lemon and pulled it away without so much as a kiss to Florence's skin.

They all laughed out loud and downed their shots, Florence joining in as well, feeling somewhat relieved. It was her third shot of Tequila however, and for someone who didn't drink much, she was really starting to feel the effects.

Deb then turned to Vinny and smiled, speaking in a seductive tone, "So ... still into armpits I see Vinny!"

He laughed and nodded, not saying a word as Florence smiled in satisfaction.

"Oh, that reminds me. Guess where I was today?", Deb asked, not waiting for an answer. "You're gonna love this one Vinny. I had an audition for a Dove Deodorant ad! Can you believe it?"

Vinny sat up and shouted "NO WAY!", as the others all shouted questions at Deb, who continued the story.

"Yeah, there were like a hundred girls there, but they narrowed it down to only five. And guess who is in that five?" Deb asked, though the answer was obvious.

Vinny seemed excited, but judging by the sour expression on Florence's face, she wasn't too thrilled about the news. The dour look was not lost on Vinny, though he tried to ignore it as Deb continued with her tale.

"They are holding another open call tomorrow to get five more finalists, and then they'll pick a winner. So wish me luck!"

Vinny shouted his best wishes to Deb, as did Joe and Liz, though Florence said nothing. Vinny then turned to her, trying to ease her suspicions.

"You know Florence, you should go down there tomorrow and audition!"

Florence smiled, grateful for his gesture. Deb sneered over at them, following up on Vinny's remark.

"Hmmm .... do you model Flo?", she asked inquisitively.

But before Florence could answer, Vinny jumped in.

"She doesn't model, but she has a great set of pits!" he announced, leaving Florence red, but with a smile stretched across her lips.

She felt relieved that he was trying so hard to make her feel comfortable, but she then declined his invitation.

"That's sweet Vinny, but I don't know."

Deb turned to her and with a snide tone, continued. "Well you certainly could give a try if you want to Flo, but maybe you're better off not going down there. After all, most of those girls were really hot!"

Florence steamed at the remark, the cattiness not lost on anyone else in the room either. With her lips pressed tightly together, Florence bit her tongue for a moment, but decided to fire back.

"It sounds like alot of fun Deb, but I'm much too busy. I have a real job after all."

Deb sneered back at Florence, who glanced smugly back at her. Liz sensed the tension building between them and tried to ease it by pouring another shot. She handed them out and each sucked it down, including Florence. But the attempt seemed to backfire as Deb sat up with a wide smile on her face.

"Hey, I've got an idea. Remember the time when Lizzie and I did that armpit show for you guys? Well why don't we try that again. But this time, maybe we can have our own little armpit audition right here! In fact, to make it even more fun, maybe we can even make a drinking game out of it!"

Liz rolled her eyes and giggled, turning to her old roommate.

"Oh boy ... here we go! Deb is back!", she exclaimed, "What did you have in mind?"

Deb went on to explain her idea. The girls would blindfold the guys before each of them would allow the guys to scrutinize their armpits. The guys would then pick their favorite, with the other two girls having to down a shot.

Liz again rolled her eyes, but reluctantly agreed in her usual affable manner. Surprisingly however, Vinny announced his disapproval, sensing the growing tension between Florence and Deb. But Joe encouraged the idea, who turned to Florence as if to direct a challenge to her.

"So how about you Flo? Are you up for it?"

Florence was averse to it at first, but since she was now getting drunk, she was also getting brave. She began to think that if she could win the audition, it would finally put Deb in place. She did not ponder the possibility that she might lose however, the alcohol impairing her judgement.

With Deb putting her on the spot, Florence agreed. After all, she was drunk, jealous and out for revenge! So what better way to retaliate against Deb than to beat her at her own game!

"Sure, I'm in!", Florence announced as Vinny went along since Florence had voiced her approval.

Liz wasted not time, running into her room to grab a couple of scarves before tying them around the guy's eyes. She then poured a couple of shots, placing them on the table as Deb and Florence stood up. Liz was excited, happy to relive the good old days with her friend who loved to do this kind thing. Though Liz had an idea that Deb had ulterior motives, she was nonetheless happy to participate in the contest.

Deb stepped forward and knelt down in front of Vinny, raising both of her arms as Liz grabbed each of Vinny's hands and guided them towards Deb's pits. Florence watched anxiously, none too happy that the guy she was crazy about was about to delve his fingers into his ex-girlfriend's armpits. But the opportunity to humble Deb overruled her anxiousness as she watched intently.

Vinny prodded and poked his fingers into Deb's pits, stroking them, caressing them and exploring every inch. He smiled widely from beneath his blindfold as he took his time to judge the first set of pits. After about a minute passed, Liz announced that time was up, and Vinny reluctantly pulled his hands back.

She then moved over in front of Joe as the probing continued. With Joe's investigation concluded, Florence stepped forward and knelt before Vinny as Liz grabbed Vinny's hands and placed them into her pits. Florence felt an overwhelming sense of arousal as his fingers explored the soft region beneath her arms. She smiled the entire time, never once imagining that she could be beaten in the contest. Finally, Liz announced that time was up and Florence moved over towards Joe.

Though she had thoroughly enjoyed Vinny's touch, she was much less excited about having Joe touch her, and it showed. She began to tense up and looked uncomfortable, though the blindfold prevented the guys from witnessing that.

Finally, time was up and Liz took her place, each of the guys probing her pits before the contest came to an end.

With the judging concluded, Liz announced that it was time for them to make their decision. Keeping the blindfolds in place, the two guys whispered to each other before reaching their conclusion, which Vinny would announce.

He took his time to proclaim the winner, singing the praises of each, but then eventually announced that the first set of pits was their favorite, though to soften the blow to the losers, he confessed that they had "Just Barely" won.

Deb squealed with delight as Florence's face dropped. She had made no allowances for losing and was devastated by the news. As the guys pulled their blindfolds off, Vinny saw the defeated expression on Florence's face before watching the dance that Deb was doing to celebrate. Liz seemed to take it all in stride however, laughing as she teased her former roommate.

But there was little time for remorse as Deb quickly picked up the two shotglasses and handed them to the losers.

"Drink up losers!", Deb proclaimed jokingly.

With a sneer, Florence took it in her hand and downed the shot, almost gagging as it slid down her throat. Placing the glass back on the table, it was plain to see that she was getting drunk, and that her mood was souring.

"Sorry Flo, better luck next time!", Deb announced.

Florence sneered back at her, but Deb then turned to Liz with the same sentiment. Being a bit naive, Vinny didn't realize the affect that the outcome had on Florence. After all, as far as he was concerned, Deb was just an old friend and the contest was just a way to have some fun, just like they used to do when Deb lived there. But to Florence, it was much more than that. She had planned it as a way to get "one up" on Deb, her self-imposed competition, a plan which had backfired miserably!

The conversation turned back to the good old days as Deb reminded everyone about the first time they had delved into the realm of armpits. Liz joined in, reminiscing about how weird she thought it was at first, but eventually found it fun.

Florence sat and listened quietly, the alcohol coursing through her bloodstream as she continued to seethe about the results of the contest. But she then came up with an idea, and pressed both Deb and Liz for more details.

"So what exactly was involved in your experimentation of armpits?" Florence inquired, her words beginning to slur.

They all looked at her, but Liz chimed right in, responding to the question.

"Well, at first it was just touching ....", she began, prompting Deb to join in.

"But as we drank more ....", Deb continued, Liz now finishing the sentence.

"It ventured into sniffing .....", Liz explained, with Deb following up.

"And then into licking!", Deb concluded, prompting all four to laugh at themselves.

"Yeah, I remember the sniffing and licking part very well!", Liz blurted out, rolling her eyes at the oddity of the subject matter.

Florence saw her opening however, and jumped at the chance.

"You know ...", she began, "If we REALLY wanted to do see who had the TRULY best armpits, then we should really include sniffing and licking as part of the contest too, don't you think?", she asked sharply.

It was fairly obvious that Florence was drunk, so Liz brushed off the suggestion. Deb seemed interested

however, and realizing the Florence had had too much to drink, goaded her into continuing. "Oh come on, it will be fun?", she stated.

Liz chuckled, but opted out of participating, as did Joe. Vinny seemed a little uncomfortable with the idea as well, sensing that Florence was beginning to take it all a little too seriously. But with a sly stare, Florence directed her attention to Deb.

"So I guess it's just me and you then Deb. what do you say, are willing to put your title on the line?"

It was a direct challenge, and Deb was not one to back down from a challenge.

"Sure Flo, I'm game of you are!", she declared.

With that, Florence turned to Vinny.

"So ... are you ready judge?", she asked in her sexist voice.

Though he was against it, Vinny went along with the suggestion as Liz tied the scarf around his eyes once again. Meanwhile Florence awkwardly poured a shot of Tequila, spilling a fair amount on the table in the process. With the situation set, Florence rushed over, ensuring that she was the first to be judged. Kneeling down in front of Vinny, she lifted her arms as Liz guided Vinny's nose toward her pits.

Florence thought she had it all figured out. First of all, Deb had been out dancing, and by the looks of her, she had probably worked up a sweat on the dance floor, typically not helping to improve the odor beneath one's arms. But in addition, Florence had bathed her own armpits in scented body lotion earlier, helping them to smell like a field of lilacs. Surely these two factors would work in her favor, or at least that was her plan.

Vinny buried his nose into her armpit and took a deep whiff. Florence closed her eyes, aroused by the exercise. But Vinny knew right away whose armpit he was sniffing. He recognized the scent from the last time he had sniffed Florence's underarms, and it was distinct enough for him to remember it.

He continued to sniff her other armpit, enjoying the ritual, though the revelation left him with much to think about. Finally, Liz indicated that the time was up, so Florence reluctantly stumbled aside, making way for Deb. Deb moved in as Liz guided Vinny forward, and the sniffing soon commenced.

Vinny took a deep whiff, and was pleasantly surprised by what he smelt. There was a hint of perspiration, but it was very subtle and combined with a hint of light perfume. The mix was just the right amount of natural and artificial, and his sense of smell became captivated. Liz guided his head towards Deb's other pit, and he again felt aroused by the scent. When time was up, Vinny was left disappointed, wanting to keep his nose buried in Deb's pocket for just a short while longer.

But now he was stuck in a quandary. On the one hand, he knew exactly which scent belonged to which woman. He had enjoyed them both, though each was unique. Florence had the more potent smell of perfume, which left no room for any natural odors. But Deb's scent was much more natural, almost as if it were a natural aphrodisiac.

It would have been a tough decision to make, but with the added knowledge of which scent belonged to which woman, it forced him to ponder his decision. On the one hand, he liked Florence, he liked her alot. He enjoyed spending time with her and wanted to get to know her better. He also knew that this was becoming very personal to her and that she would be devastated to lose to Deb once more. So factoring all of that into the equation, he decided to name her the winner.

"Well, each scent is unique and it is hard to say I prefer one over the other....", he began.

But Florence grew irritated, forcing him to choose.

"Well ... you HAVE to pick one Vinny!", she demanded.

"Okay ... okay .. then I guess I would pick the first one.", Vinny declared hesitantly.

As soon as the words emerged from his mouth, Florence jumped to her feet and began to celebrate.

"OH YEAH! WHO HAS THE BEST SET OF PITS NOW!", she proclaimed before breaking into a clumsy, stumbling dance.

Unlike Deb's celebration, which everyone had viewed as good-natured ribbing, Florence seemed much more vindictive. Joe, Vinny and Liz grew uncomfortable with the spiteful manner in which Florence was acting, which only worked to incite Deb, who up until now, hadn't taken the contest very seriously. Vinny too seemed to grow increasingly more annoyed, having near seen this side of Florence before.

After a few more moments of stumbling around, Florence grabbed the shotglass and handed it to Deb, spilling some in the process.

"Here you go Deb ... drink up!" Florence slurred.

Deb gave her a half smile before sucking the shot down easily. But before Deb could even put the glass down on the table, Florence was anxious to start the next phase of the contest.

"Okay, we each won once, so now we'll see who REALLY has the best pits!", Florence declared.

Deb stood up and walked towards her, causing Liz to prepare to separate the two, anticipating an escalation of the animosity which had begun to surface. But instead, she very calmly slipped the blindfold back over Vinny's eyes before walking into the kitchen and emerging with two wet paper towels. Florence knew what they were for, so she took one and began to vigorously wipe her pits. Deb dabbed her pits as well, but nowhere near as aggressively as Florence was.

Deb then allowed Florence to go first, motioning for her to take her position. Florence knelt down before Vinny as Liz hesitated to go forward. Turning to look at Deb, Liz waited for a sign. Deb smiled, reassuring her old roommate.

"It's okay Lizzie. Like Flo said, let's see who has the best pits.", Deb proclaimed with a stern voice.

With that, Liz guided Vinny's mouth closer to Florence's armpit. Vinny opened wide, sticking his tongue out as far as he could before taking a long, wet lick of her armpit.

Florence cringed from his touch, trying desperately to hide the soft moan which ached to blurt from her mouth. But she bit her tongue, allowing Vinny to continue his exploration of her underarm.

Vinny continued to lap at her skin, and though it slid across the armpit with ease, he did not experience much of a sensation. In fact, the pit seemed devoid of any taste at all. He then moved his mouth to her other pit, with Liz's help, and began to lap at that one. He reached the same conclusion, pulling his mouth away even before Liz told him that time was up. Her pit was smooth and clean since Florence had wiped it so aggressively, leaving her skin wet and devoid of taste.

Next Deb stepped forward, and the licking commenced. This time, Vinny tasted a hint of saltiness. His tongue glided over Deb's soft skin very easily as he licked every inch of her succulent pit. He then moved to the next one, experiencing much the same, enjoying each tasty lick. Since Deb had applied only a dab of deodorant at the start of the evening, and since she had in fact worked up a sweat while dancing, the saltiness from the remaining hint of perspiration remained on her pits, and Vinny was loving it!

Finally, Liz indicated that time was up, allowing Vinny to back his head away. The two women waited for the decision as Vinny debated his choice. Unlike the last round, he could not tell which taste belonged to which woman, so this decision would be on merit alone. He was much less concerned about Florence's feelings this time around however, since she had acted so callous after her victory. Taking his time, he was less concerned with hurting anyone's feelings than before, freeing him to judge their pits based solely on taste and the sensation each gave to his tongue. Finally, he declared that the second pit was his favorite.

Florence felt a lump quickly develop in her throat as she plopped down onto the couch. She couldn't believe that Deb had beat her once again and she now felt foolish about her previous celebration. But Deb didn't say a word, instead calmly pouring a shot before handing it to Florence, who looked up at her with a defeated expression before taking hold of it.

"I don't think that's a good idea.", Liz interjected as she reached to take the glass away from Florence's hand.

But Deb interceded, blocking Liz's path.

"She's a big girl!", Deb declared bluntly before looking down at Florence, waiting for her to drink the shot.

Florence was feeling woozy, but knew that she could not get out of it. So slowly she moved the glass to her lips, hesitating for a moment before drinking it down.

A small stream of Tequila squirted out of the corner of her mouth and down her chin as she tried to hold the drink down. She gagged once, and then twice, before she was finally able to hold it down. She sat there for a minute as the room grew quiet, and then Florence got up, excused herself, and stumbled toward the bathroom.

They all looked at each other before finally Vinny got up and announced that he had better check on her. Liz intercepted him however, and walked over to the bathroom herself.

Knocking at the door, she asked, "Are you okay Flo?"

There was no answer, so Liz tried to turn the doorknob, expecting it to be locked. Much to her surprise, it wasn't, and she found Florence kneeling in front of the toilet bowl, vomiting.

Liz tried to comfort her, stroking the back of her head. After a few minutes, Florence finally lifted her head, now sitting on the cold, tile floor.

"How could you have invited Deb to go away with you?", Florence asked, much to Liz's surprise.

Liz wasn't sure how to respond. On the one hand she was annoyed that Florence would ask the question. After all, Liz had invited her first, and since she couldn't go, Deb seemed like a great solution. But on the other hand, Florence was drunk, so now wasn't the time to get into an argument about it so Liz decided not to debate the subject.

Helping her back into her room, Liz pushed her down onto her bed, pulled the covers up over her and turned the light out as she walked out of the room. She then walked back into the living room.

"I guess she's a rookie!", Deb proclaimed triumphantly.

Vinny asked Liz how she was doing and offered to go check on her, but Liz suggested that perhaps that was not such a good idea, considering the state Florence was in. But Deb broke the ice by suggesting that they talk about their impending vacation, bringing a smile to everyone's face. The four of them sat talking for a short while as Florence remained out cold in her bed. It might have been for the best however, since she was oblivious to the fact that the guy she so desperately wanted to fall in love with her was making plans to spend a romantic vacation in an exotic destination with Florence's newfound rival.

The evening broke up a little later, with each going their own way, Florence remaining unconscious for the rest of the night. Though she slept comfortably, it was painfully obvious that her future with Vinny had been dealt a blow and that there was new opponent for her to face in winning Vinny's affections.

THE END

NEXT .... The competition heats up!

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