Maura had the confidence of a full bottle of wine and wanted to try to push the almost invisible boundary between her and Jane. She and her brunette best friend have a history of what at the time seemed to be harmless flirting but now has built to this palpable tension between the two, both waiting for the other to make the first move. The honey blonde was ready to take the first step and hoped that the beautiful brunette didn't run. She picked up her phone and typed out her message, stared at it for a minute then took a deep breath and hit send.

Jane was in the middle of watching the Red Sox play the Detroit Tigers. It was a blowout but still she sat finishing off her six pack watching her team dominate on the road. Her phone screen lit up and she immediately picked it up knowing it was her best friend. Unlocking her phone the message read:

Hey Jane, I want to send a picture to someone I like. Can I send it to you first to make sure I look good in it? XO Maur

Jane was a little confused bc Maura had never asked her opinion on something like this nor did she know of anyone the honey blonde was seeing let alone interested in. But Jane would do anything for her friend so if meant looking at a selfie for review she'll do it.

Sure but I don't think you need my opinion bc I bet you look fine no matter what. You always look like you're ready to hit the runway. XO Jane

Maura was in her bedroom in anticipation of Jane's answer knowing the the brunette would do almost anything for her. She looked at herself in the mirror wearing a sheer black lace balconette bra with a matching thong and a garter belt holding up stockings topped off with her favorite pair of "fuck me" heels as Jane so eloquently labeled them. She had fixed up her hair & makeup from earlier in the day and added some extra gloss to her lips for affect. She stood in front of her floor length mirror with one hand on her hair allowing for her breast to pull up a little out of the confines of the bra as she snapped a couple pictures so she could pick the best one to send to Jane.

Maura wasn't one to photoshop a photo because she knew she was attractive but she was never one to turn down a little enhancement to make sure the lighting and colors were perfect. It only took a few minutes before the blonde was ready to send it to her unsuspecting friend hoping to get a favorable reaction to it, but when she pressed send she held her breath knowing the recipient has a habit of running when things got real.

In the meantime the detective had gone back to watching the game and open her last beer in the six pack. After a few minutes without a response she wondered how long it would take her best friend to take a selfie. When her phone did finally light up she immediately opened it and consequently choked on her beer at the image in front of her. The image was accompanied by the message:

Just a little taste of what's to come (hopefully it'll be you) ;)

Jane was speechless. She didn't know one that the honey blonde even participated in sending dirty photos and two why she was feeling flushed and developing a growing ache in between her thighs. She was well aware that her best friend was gorgeous but this reaction was a clear sign of arousal. Her phone lit up once again taking her out of her stupor. The detective didn't quite know how long it had been but apparently she went long enough without responding to alarm Maura

Jane? What do you think?

Sorry. The picture caught me off guard a little bit.

Was it bad :(

No it wasn't bad Maur. I just wasn't expecting THAT kind of picture

What did you think it was going to be of? Should I have shown more?

I was just expecting like you know a selfie or something

But Jane a selfie is a picture of ones self so technically it was a selfie.

No I guess I just didn't expect you to be sending those kinds of pictures to people

Oh...

Maura was saddened by Jane's reaction and felt tears start to form when her phone started ringing. She knew that ringtone well and hesitate to pick up but did anyways. "Hello" she stuff with a sniffle.

"Maur please don't cry. I didn't mean to upset you. I was just a little surprised but not in a bad way. I mean whoever that picture is really for is going to be in for a treat"

"You think so?" She asked starting to get her confidence back a little.

"Of course! You look great in literally anything so how could they not be happy?"

"I don't know. What do you think they would say if they saw that picture of me?" Maura queried.

"Well I'm not sure. It depends on the person I guess."

"What would you do?"

The brunette, narrowly avoiding chocking on her beer for the second time tonight, thought for a second. The alcohol in her system was dimming her boundaries and emboldening her. So she turned on her phone camera and quickly snapped a photo of her hand slipping into her sweats. As she did so she let out a whimper at how wet she was from the picture. She sent the picture to the honey blonde and answered into the phone, "that."

The ME was momentarily confused until the notification of the text came in her screen. She let out a soft moan when she saw the picture and without thinking her body mimicked the same position as she lay on the bed.

"After sending that picture what would you hope for as a reply? I don't want to make this recipient uncomfortable," Maura nervously added trying to keep the detective from bolting the other way.

"Maybe another photo of them doing the same thing or telling me what to do to help me out"

Maura didn't take long to take a snap of her hand inside of her black lace underwear sure to get the heels in the picture. She sent the picture accompanied with the message:

I want you to imagine that it's my hand and I want you to insert two fingers into your vagina.

Jane groaned when she saw the picture. Despite the text sounding a little clinical, she slowly she entered herself with her middle and ring finger, shuttering at the sensation. "Fuck Maur," the brunette breathed.

The honey blonde moaned at the sound. Her hand slowly started to rub circles around her clit making sure there was just enough pressure to feel pleasure but not enough to send her over the edge quickly. Goosebumps rose at the thought of her an Jane masturbating together and not only that, but Jane was thinking of her while doing it. "What would you do next?"

Instead of texting like she did last time she decided to turn the voice call into a FaceTime which the ME quickly accepted wanting to see the impact she was having on the brunette. When the video feed popped up her head fell back against the pillows as she saw Jane take her fingers, which showed evidence of the honey blonde's effect, into her mouth and lick them clean, moaning at the taste of herself. Maura took a pillow from the other side of the king sized bed to prop up her phone so that she could free up her other hand to massage her lace clad breast. No longer wanting that barrier, the honey blonde reached behind her back and set her ample chest free.

"God you're beautiful," Jane whispered as she snaked her hand back down between her legs. She too was annoyed with barriers so she shed her sweats and underwear and flipped the camera around so Maura could see.

"Mmmm Jane," the ME moaned as she slipped two fingers inside and started thrusting them in and out while curling at the top to hit the spot she needed. Jane could hear the wetness from the other side of the line and it only spurred her on. A harmony of moans spilled from their lips as they climbed higher and higher towards ecstasy.

Noticing how close her best friend was, the brunette whispered into the phone, "come for me baby. Let go."

That was all Maura needed to crash over the edge as she screamed Jane's name. Not long after Jane fell the same way with the honey blonde's name echoing through her apartment. Both laid quiet with the exception of their heavy breathing which both were attempting to rectify. Maura recovered first but stayed silent not knowing what to do or what this meant for their friendship. Would Jane run? Would she be awkward and act like this never happened. Are we going to talk about this? A moment later she got her answer. Jane hung up the call without a word.

Maura was heartbroken she pulled on a robe and went back down stairs to get some tea because she didn't want to cry. She knew this could happen and she should've been prepared or not done it at all. She leaned against the counter stuck in her thoughts when there was a knock at the door. Startled out of her reverie she swiftly set the tea down and went to the door. She was surprised at who was standing there.

"Jane?"