Prom Date

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Prom, probably the single most important even in a high schooler's life outside of graduation. Relationships deepen, even taken to another level. The entire class votes on who is the most popular, and everyone gets to dress up for what amounts to be one of a few formal occassions most people ever get a chance to attend. The problem behind the prom is that those who are not amongst the popular alumni tend to get overlooked.

Take Jake Scott for instance. He was a good student, smart, a bit shy, but mostly a nice kid. Yet nobody at school paid him much attention. He certainly wasn't on the radar of any of the girls at school, so going to prom for him didn't seem like it was worth the money. He never had a girlfriend, he had very few friends as he found it easier to make friends online through a computer game rather than speak to anyone in person.

So he was very firm with his mother about not going to the prom despite her insistance. She told him that he could still have a great time even alone, just going to hang out and dance a little bit. Besides it might be his chance to meet someone and anything could happen. Still Jake said no to that, but his mother eventually prevailed and he sat on his porch looking at his prom ticket wondering what the hell he was going to do with it. He could pretend to go, but then he would have to leave the house while wearing a tux he got four months ago for his cousins wedding. That would simply be weird.

(Who will take Jake to the prom?)
 
At 25 yearsof age, I've graduated high school, earned my college degree and even gotten married as well as possessing a job that I love. Nothing and no one was going to derail this career driven woman.

Why my mother thought that my taking my younger brother Jake to the prom was a good idea, I don't know. Jake and I are roughly seven years apart in age and I barely know the guy. But Mom insisted that this would be a way for us to get closer - like I care.

She also pointed out that since I left for college, haven't been around much. The fact that I do have a life seems to escape her.

"Besides, none of his classmates likely know you even exist. If he shows up to the prom with an older woman, I bet alot of the girls in his class will be left wondering and he might actually get away from that computer of his," she'd argued.

I stayed firm; but, Mom can be quite insistant. "Kim, I'm not asking you for much. Just come home - it's only an hour drive - and take your brother to the prom."

I was getting a head-ache, "FINE. I'll do it!!!"
 
There were a few things Jake expected to see that day but his sister getting out of her car I'm a very good fitting dress was not at the top of that list. His mother had sUre he was getting ready for the prom. So he has donned his tux and brushed his hair, hell he even went so far as to put on collogne. That much was unheard of from him.

He was finishing his tie when he heard his mother call for him, proclaiming that his date had arrived. Since he wasn't execting a date he glanced out the window and saw his sister's car pull into the driveway. There was no way his sister would go to prom with him. The concept of that was just mindbogglingly silly. The people in school would see right through this fake date and hewould be a laughing stock.

He darted out to the door and shook his head, "No mom! Not a chance you ccan't be serious."

Then he saw his sister all dolled up and dressed for the occassion. He notice that she even had aput away her wedding band to play the part. He gapped at her, "Wow you look great sis. Wait a second you actually think this is a good idea? Won't teachers know you're my sister. The last thing I need is people to know that the only reason I went to prom was because my own sister was my date." Jake had to pause and look her up and down. "Although I have to admit...you would make me look like a stud because that would be the only way I could get a girl like you. Jesus you are beautiful."
 
I dressed up. If I'm going to the prom again, I might as well do it right. I found a number that fell comfortably between sexy and formal. The 5'6" blonde in the mirror looked attractive and not quite what I'd expected. Probably because I'd been a brunette just an hour ago.

John, my husband, suggested the change in hair color. He was having way too much fun with this. From the moment he learned I was going to the prom with my little brother, he'd offered a number of helpful suggestions that might allow me to pass as someone other than Jake's older sister - someone that would cause heads to turn and tongues to wag.

"Kim, you might want to leave your wedding rings here," he said with a smirk in his voice.

"You know you're going to pay for every wise-assed comment you've made since I told about my prom date, right?" I told him in a no nonsense tone of voice.

"Sorry, hon, but this is just too good to pass up," he said as he looked at me. "Damn, I wish you'd been my prom date. Think Jake'll get lucky tonight?" he laughed.

"I know someone who isn't getting any tonight - and I'm not talking about Jake," I said as I headed out the door with John laughing behind me.

Mom had said that she'd checked and the parents chaperoning the prom weren't people I could readilly place. The teachers were another matter. But I hadn't seen Carol Black since 10th grade and I'd had fashionable pair of glasses then, not the contacts I wore now. Then there was my haircolor and such.

The drive seemed to take forever and the night ahead stretched out into infinity. Well, Mom was right. I hadn't seen the nerd since our cousin Jen's wedding - and only briefly then. As long as he didn't act like a total twerp, we might actually have a little fun and bond together to some degree.

The more I thought about it, the more I saw potential to have a bit of fun.

I finally arrived at my Mom's and went in to pick up my date for the evening.

"Wow you look great sis. Wait a second you actually think this is a good idea? Won't teachers know you're my sister. The last thing I need is people to know that the only reason I went to prom was because my own sister was my date." he said once he got downstairs.

Men. I swear, they're all alike. I went to some trouble so that I wouldn't be recognized as his sister; but did he notice? No.

He gave me the once over then continued saying, "Although I have to admit...you would make me look like a stud because that would be the only way I could get a girl like you. Jesus you are beautiful."

That was more like it.

"Come on stud, we have a dance to go to," I said as I assured him that mom and I had done what we could to make certain that I wasn't recognized. I stopped at the door, "Wait. I hope you got me a corsage."
 
Jaie blinked, "What is a corsage?" He asked.

Mother than sighed and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned toward her and saw a flower in a clear plastic box. Jake took it and opened the box to see the flower was attached to a wire braclet type thing. He shook his head then smiled at Kim and held the flower toward her.

"I totally got you this because I know what it is." He said with a grin

It was then that their mother kicked them out as they were already late. Kim drove and Jake fele a bit weird. Not only was the girl driving, which he assumed that was a bad thing, but also they would be late. Then again maybe that was a good thing. After all there was a reason why it was called fashionably late right?

Jake glance over at Kim, she really looked different as a blonde. He could almost forget she was his sister. Which was good because she was smoking hot in that dress. Her cleavage heaved outof the top of her dress. Her breasts were a nice size and looked perky and firm. Jake closed his eyes and tried to get thoughts of his sister's tits out of his mind.

"Sorry you got stuck going with me Kim." He said. "Look we don't actually have to go if you don't wanna. I mean there are movies we could go see and just tell mom we went." He sighed, "Actually don't take pictures don't they? Shit mom will want one. Damn she is so weird. I have to wonder how you didn't grow up to be a giant loser like me. Are you sure were related?"
 
I raised my eyebrows at his response and all but rolled my eyes as he pretended to have known about the corsage in the first place. At least it was one that strapped onto the wrist and not one that needed to be pinned on. Mom shooed us out of the house and the ride was short enough.

Jake was really nervous and kept babbling most of the way. I caught him looking at me funny. I know that my colored contacts combined with the change in hair color - a brunette with brown eyes now a blonde with blue eyes - was adding something to the estrangement our seven years difference in age already held.

"Jake, we're going to the freaking prom. Mom's been after me about this for weeks and there's no way we're not going. Besides, John's been laughing his ass off about me going to the prom - even asked if I thought you were going to get lucky with your date. I plan on having some fun fooling other people and building up up your rep with the ladies. I just hope you don't step on my toes too much."

I park the car once we've arrived and I've found a spot. I check my makeup in the mirror and apply some lipstick before nodding to myself and opening my door. You exit the vehicle at about the same time and we notice one or two couples arriving at about the same time.

I quickly plant a chaste kiss on your lips leaving a lipstick mark behind.

"Come on stud. Let's get this show on the road," I said as I offered you my arm. "Just pretend you don't know you've got lipstick you'll need to clean up before the pictures, okay?"
 
(Switching to 1st person to make reading this easier)

I sat for a second, feeling the tingle of my sister's lips on mine. I think I was finally starting to get into this idea. Of course that totally had nothing to do with the thought of kissing Kim in front of all the people at school. Actually nevermind, it had everything to do with that. Kim seemed to be open to this whole show, and seemed to have things planned out with how she was going to behave.

I got out of the car slowly and moved around to have Kim take my arm. As I came up to her, I took a really good look and didn't see her as my sister honestly. First off not only we had never been all that close, but now with her little make-over, she was very much even less like my sister in my eyes.

I smiled at her, this might actually work. Me of all people walking in with a beautiful woman on my arm.

So we went inside into the loud pulsing music of my high school generation. Ganggam Style being the first thing to overwhelm my senses and a bunch of people from my class trying to imitate the Psy's dance. We were in the gym for this dance, the theme I think was supposed to be Old Hollywood, but other than banners that looked like strips off old film reels, there was no theme with the way people were dressed.

As Kim and I moved through the room I felt people looking at us. The guys instantly looked at Kim and how awesome she looked in her dress. I felt a beam of false pride, the guys clearly thought she was hot and I knew that she was here for me. It was an amazing feeling.

"Wanna get a drink first?" I asked gesturing toward the food table. There was snack there, and the sterotypical punch bowl. But the biggest feature was a bowl of condoms, and a little sign that said, If you are going to do it tonight, at least do it safely. I guess my school was a little progressive about sex. I wondered how many people already stuffed rubber's in their pockets.

If I was here with a regular date, I would have grabbed a condom too. But seeing as how I was technically here with my sister, I didn't think it made sense to do that. Instead I pointed at the bowl of rubbers and said, "Hey Kim, want a piece of chewing gum?"
 
Jake got with the program and took my arm. He looked at me a little oddly, kind of like I wasn't his big sister - probably my imagination - then he smiled and seemed to relax. We walked in as a couple.

I looked around with an air of disinterest - the place hadn't changed much since I'd gone here. How much time had I spent in this very gym? I almost laughed at the disco ball hanging from the ceiling. It had to be the very same one that had graced my own prom. The music was certainly different though. Still, I was struck by the addage that the more things changed, the more they stayed the same.

Jake offered to get me some punch. We walked to the punchbowl. I'd noticed the glances I was getting from the guys and noticed a few girls frown - either upset from their date's inattention or perhaps re-evaluating my little bro. So when Jake made his chewing gum comment, I ran my hands through the wrapped condoms and sighed commenting just loud enough to be heard by the next couple at the table.

I shook my head and sighed, "Doesn't look like they've got any magnum sized ones." I looked up at him and said, "Oh my." I quickly grabbed one of the many napkins by the punch bowl and made a small show of wiping the lipstick residue from his lips. "Well, at least it wasn't on your tux." I pulled out my compact and double checked my own lips. "Don't want to mess up your prom pictures. I thought they'd have been near the entrance. Thank God I caught this first." I said leaning near his ear to make my voice heard to him and just barely overheard over the music by the couple behind us. I'd noticed that the girl had to be Jennifer Hansen's younger sister - was her name Gloria? - and figured that if she was even half the gossip her sister was...

I accepted the plastic glass of punch and took a sip. Nope, almost tasted like it could have been leftover from my own prom. No improvements what-so-ever. I had to grin though. Somebody had spiked it. As I'd noted earlier, the more things changed, the more they stayed the same.

Jake and I walked over to an empty table and set our drinks down. "How about we go see about getting those prom pictures taken care of?" I suggested knowing Mom would be insistant on having them taken if only as proof that we did actually go to the dance and not done as Jake had suggested earlier and bailed - instead going to a movie to pass the time. The music had a good beat and I wondered when John and I had last gone dancing.

As he signed in his contact info for the pictures, I grinned and suggested that he bring me my 8" by 10" glossy as an excuse to make the drive to my place. I knew John would laugh his ass off at seeing my prom picture. I irritably shoved my husband from my mind and returned the focus onto my younger brother and making sure that tonight's festivities would become the source of an important turning point in his life.
 
I couldn't believe Kim's comments as she ran her fingers through the condoms. Then proceeded to hint at the make-believe blowjob she had given me in the car. Somehow the thought of this beautiful blonde version of my sister sucking me dry got my balls tingling. I knew I shouldn't joke about things like that because its incest and gross, but I also couldn't help the idea. Kim didn't look like my sister anymore, and she was playing the part so well I really was starting to feel like I had a girlfriend for this.

I looked around and shrugged, "We've been having some really good wind storms the past week or so, I bet they moved the picture booth in the back just in case it was windy today so as not to ruin the pics....ahh there it is." I told her pointing to a corner on the other side of the room, near the DJ."

I took Kim's hand again and we walked over to the photo booth, this time as we walked by I swear I thought people where whispering about us. I wondered if any of the girls were interested in me now that the rumor of my penis size had started. Then again, that could backfire horribly if I wasn't careful. Meh, it probably wouldn't come up anyway.

"Well aren't you two adorable." The Principal said as the person taking the photos. "Jake I didn't know you had a girlfriend. Does she go here?"

I shook my head, "No Ms. Perkins. This is Kim she graduated last year down in Pier Point high and we met over the last summer while I was taking those summer classes at the community college."

Ms. Perkins glanced Kim up and down and nodded, "Well I never thought you had it in you. Come on over kids let's get this moment captured."

I wanted to make a comment about having it in Kim, but I didn't think it would be appropriate. Plus I didn't think Kim wanted to think about her little brother's cock buried deep inside of h....oh god focus, don't dare pop a boner in the picture!
 
I couldn't believe they were still having the principal take the prom pictures. I know photography is her favorite hobby and all but still, you'd think they'd loosen the purse strings a little and get a professional to capture this moment in time.

I didn't appreciate Ms. Perkins talking about me like I wasn't there. Or the way she talked to Jake like he was a total loser who'd caught her by surprise.

Jake did try to introduce me to her. Jake was pretty smooth in creating a background for me right then and there. Maybe I should talk to him about going into advertising because it sure looked like Ms. Perkins was buying it.

She looked me over once and belittled my younger brother once more. Now, I've never felt a need to spring to my brother's defense - and I have to admit that his spending time with computers rather than making some effort at bonding with others his own age hadn't impressed me. But, I was here to see that change. And Ms. Perkins was shooting him down, giving backhanded compliments.

She turned away toward the camera and started to walk away. I lightly squeezed Jake's arm and said something that caught Ms Perkins, Jake and even myself by surprise.

"That's probably cuz he had it in me," I said in an all too innocent voice. Ms Perkins nearly tripped over her own feet. "Come on, hon. Let's get these pictures done." Damn, where had that come from. I was popular in high school but I certainly wasn't slutty. I was the kind of older sister that probably caused her younger ones nightmares. Mz. Perfect.

I sat down beside Jake and hoped I hadn't totally freaked him out. Then I sat close and tried to pretend he was John to add that extra air of intimacy.
 
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I tried really hard to hide my surprise at Kim's words. I didn't care that she had said them to the principal or anything like that. I was more surprised that she had said what I was thinking almost to the letter. Which I guess was a weird thing that siblings could do. I could tell Ms. Perkins was a bit taken aback by the comment as we moved over to our seats, but she had brought it upon herself by talking shit to me. I mean I knew I was a loser, but how dare she point that out. She should have simply smiled and welcomed us to take our pictures instead of commenting like it was a fucking miracle that I could have a girlfriend, let alone one as hot as Kim.

We sat together and Kim leaned warmly against me, which got my blood pumping again. I put my arm around her waist to act like I'd touched her a thousand times before and this would be no different. The picture flashed and we could see our photo come up on a laptop screen.

"Great Jake that's going to make a wonderful photo. You guys should see them by next week." Ms Perkins said as if nothing awkward had just happened.

I smiled and gave Kim a squeeze. "I must admit it, we do look good together don't we?"

After the photo thing we went back to our table to drink our shitty punch. It tasted like burning a little to me, and I wondered if it was spiked. I never drink alcohol before so I was a bit unsure of what it should taste like. Although I also never had shitty fruit punch either, so it could be just how it normally tasted too.

The DJ announced a few slow songs coming in a row and then started to play something by Adele, or someone like her, I don't know. It was slow though. I glanced at Kim and asked, "Wanna dance with me Kim?"

I took her out to the dance floor and remembered when I was in junior high, she made me partner with her while she practiced learning how to dance for her prom seven years ago. I smiled as I swayed and held her just as she taught me all those years ago. "I remember everything you taught me." I told her. "I do wanna say thank you for this. I thought it would be a crappy evening, filled with dirty looks and sorrow. But you really are making me have a good time Kim."

I hooked my hand around her hip and pulled her body against mine. Which made my eyes go wide as I realized I was semi-hard in my pants and could feel myself digging against her belly a little. I didn't react though, I just kept dancing and hoped that she wouldn't notice.
 
I looked at the photo and swear I was seeing Jake with a girl he hadn't introduced me to yet. He was right, we did look good together. Mom could place this one beside my own prom pic and nobody would be the wiser. I wondered what John would say.

We returned to our table and sat for a second or two as we drank some punch. I'm not much of a drinker so that gulp had me blinking tears from my eyes. Who made this stuff?

I sat close to Jake to keep up appearances and add to the growing mystique surrounding him and the older woman he'd met while taking college courses last summer. I grinned, happy that he'd been able to play along and hadn't frozen up in shock as we took his prom pic.

The DJ announced a bunch of slow songs. Damn. I was itching to dance, but...

"Wanna dance with me Kim?" Jake asked, surprising me. Well, of course we'd dance to the slow songs - I was Kim, his girlfriend from college, not Kim, his older sister tonight.

"Sure stud, just lead the way," I said already anticipating the pain of him stepping on my toes.

Once on the floor, he took me in his arms and began to lead. I was taken completely by surprise as he moved with style and grace. I smiled as he reminded me that I'd taught him to dance in the first place. My smile widened as he told me what a good time he was having and pinning its success solely on my part in it.

I raised an eyebrow when he drew me close. No, he definitely hadn't frozen up or freaked on me. Oh my. Was that what I thought it was? Better not to think about it and just go with the flow.

'No, there's no doubt about it,' I thought after a time. 'He's half hard and I swear it feels like he's getting harder the longer we dance.'

What the hell was I supposed to do? This kind of incident wasn't listed anywhere in the good big sister's handbook. What would Kim, the college student do? I wondered. Then I thought about how he must be trying not to lose it.

I used my hands behind his neck to draw his face to mine. I needed to let him know that I knew and wanted to keep him from embarassing himself.

I softly whispered in his ear, "Maybe I should start calling you my big brother. Any ideas on how we'll eventually get off the dance floor or will we dance all night?" I lightly teased

I'd noticed one of the teachers, Mrs. Martin, watching us - watching me as if trying to place me. I decided that my college student persona would draw her boyfriend into a kiss after whispering sweet nothings. I knew I couldn't give him the chaste kiss I had in the parking lot. Eyes were upon us and I had to make it look good.

It began as a long warm semi chaste kiss. The his lips parted and I don't know what happened - Who did what first or even if his had been the first lips to part. But the sound of applause - whistles and clapping - returned me to myself and we ended the kiss breathing heavilly. 'Oh Fuck. He's totally hard.'
 
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It was a wonderful few songs. I was able to forget that I was holding my sister so tightly, and simply enjoy the dance with a beautiful girl. I felt her adjust her head against my cheek so she could whisper into my ear. I smiled at her words and knew she could feel me against her down there. I turned a little red, as I knew my sister was feeling my boner against her, but another part of me was excited. Her breasts pressed against me, and I never been this close to a girl for so long. I couldn't help myself.

She slipped back enough to look into my eyes and again I was struck by how hot she was. Then she was kissing me, soft and sweet at first. I didn't know to what to do at first so I kissed back. Before I knew it the kiss went from gentle innocent, to wet and deep. Her tongue pressed into my mouth and for the first time in my life I was tasting a girl. It just so happened that I was tasting my sister.

My cock surged in my pants and I tightened my grip on her. With a shift I tried to press my body against Kim's tighter. My mouth worked on hers, our tongues flicked and tasted each other.

Then sadly the final slow song ended and up beat dance music came back on. It broke us apart enough that Kim and I looked at each other as we took a small step back from each other. My body was warm where it had pressed against her and my cock was still rock hard.

I blushed and adjusted myself a bit so I wasn't tenting my pants. "That was...wow." I licked my lips. "I never made out with anyone before."
 
I couldn't help but glance down there when we broke apart after the song finished. 'Shit, looks like he's bigger than John,' I thought.

"That was...wow." he said licking his lips, "I never made out with anyone before."

"No one but me," I cooed, hurriedly making certain that no one in hearing distance thought anything of Jake's comment. "I always think it's sweet when you say that." I said with a soft smile on my lips and warning in my eyes. I stepped closer to whisper in his ear, "Okay, this is how we're gonna get off the dance floor. I'm going to turn around. I want you to drape your arms around me and - I've gotta warn you - I'm gonna reach back and grab your ass. Then we're going to walk to our table. Okay?"

I did just what I'd said I would. I playfully slapped one of his hands as if he'd been getting fresh and playing with my boobs.

I noticed a few girls turn their gazes towards us - him. "Sorry girls," I said with my fingers visibly reaching back to pull him closer. "No free advertising." Damn, the feel of that hard cock pressed against my ass was more than a little distracting. Focus, girl. Focus.
 
I smiled and put my arms around her eagerly, together we headed for the table safely. No one saw my boner, but Kim damn sure felt it. The way her ass swished back and forth on my dick, it only made me harder. Once we got to the table I had to sit down and hope it went away.

I looked at Kim and smiled, "Well I don't know how we are going to top that." I said with a laugh. I found myself looking up and down at her body. God she was hot, that dress hugged her form wonderfully. I had that body pressed against me and that thought did nothing to cure my boner. "God Kim, you need to stop being hot. It's like you turned my dick on and now I can't get it to turn off."

I finished my glass of punch and set it down, when I looked back up Steve Richards had walked up to Kim. "Well hello there beautiful. Wanna dance?"

I blinked at looked at Kim, Steve was the captain of the football team and the campus star. As a result he appeared to get a lot of ass, although I wonder if his girlfriend knew he was hitting on my sister.

Steve then pulled out a condom and held it up before his nose, "Or maybe you wanna just get out of here and do something a little more fun."

I raised my eyebrow and suddenly wondered why i couldn't get laid if that was all the game it took.
 
He's your nerdy younger brother I told myself over and over. A hard cock pressed tight up against your ass doesn't care such things and aparently neither did my pussy. I was actually getting wet from the combination of dancing, kissing and offering Jake a little cover as we made it to our table.

I really didn't need to hear the comment about his cock. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him that not only was I his sister; but, was his married older sister.

I downed the remainder of my drink only to look up and see some jock standing there. I raised an eyebrow before he started talking. The self-absorbed, over confident ass. He stood and acted as though he took up twice as much space as he did. It was one thing to ask for a dance, another one altogether to ask if for sex right in front of my date. So what if my date was my brother, this guy needed a reality check.

"Let me see if I have this straight," I said loudly enough for the tables close to ours could hear. "You want to offer me the option of dancing with you or leaving with you and to have sex? Are you a total moron? Where's your date or did you come here stag? And how dare you..." I don't know if it was sexual frustration or what that had me venting like this and momentally had me at a loss for words. "How dare you ask me to have sex right in front of my boyfriend? He's twice the man you are," moving my eyes from the jock's face to the condom in his hand, "and I wouldn't be surprised if it was in more ways than one."

The jock stood there slack-jawed as I turned to Jake and told him I needed to use the ladies room - and though I knew where it was - asked him for the directions before giving him a quick peck and heading off.
 
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So I really wanted to hit this guy. I really did. But even if he was a creep he still was bigger and stronger than me so what was I supposed to do? I just pushed him aside and followed Kim to thebbathrooms. I decided that I would wait for her and then simply ask her if she wanted to take off. The pictures were done, we had danced and I think the rest of the school had a new view on me. So mission accomplished I'd say right?

The bathroom door opened and Carly Jones walke out. Little miss head of the cheerleading squad herself. She paused when she saw me and gave me a teasing smile. I blinked because she had never acknowledged me before. So to see her smile toward me was an entirely knew thing. "Sorry Handsome. This is the ladies room." She told me sweetly. "No peeking."

I blushed and shook my head. "No I'm just waiting for my girlfriend."

She nodded. "Steve is an asshole. I told her not to worry about it."

"Is she okay in there?" I asked.

Again she smiled, and I wondered if she thought I was a sweet guy or something. To have Sarah think better of me would be amazing. "She will be fine. Give her a minute, see you later handsome."

Then she left and I leaned against the wall for Kim. When she finally came out of the bathroom I smioed and shrugged, "What do you think Kim. Wanna just get out of here. We don't need to stickararound anymore. We danced, took a picture. We can still go catch that movie or go make out some more." I teased.
 
I was almost to the ladies' bathroom when it hit me. Well, two things actually. First, I had gone to the prom with a guy just like the jock who'd just propositioned me for sex. He'd also gone elsewhere when I'd told him I wasn't ready. Asshole.

Second, Jake had acted as if he'd known what was coming. How often had he been treated like some non-entity, people treating him as if he wasn't even there. If his classmates treated him like this, it was no wonder he spent so much time on his computer playing games and such.

I splashed water on my face to cool myself down. I tried to forget the other reason I needed cooling down. Sure, we didn't know one another all that well; but, that didn't change the fact that I was his sister or that I'd said 'I do' to a wonderful man of my own. "Oh, you are so getting lucky tonight," I thought aloud.

I suddenly grinned at my reflection thinking John's reaction when I all but attacked him for sex tonight. It was then that I heard a voice behind me.

"Steve's an asshole and I'm sorry," she said as she moved to the sink beside me. It was the jock's date. I swear, it was almost like looking back in time. Only, I hadn't had someone to firmly reject the ass.

I smiled at her and told her she had nothing to be sorry about and that it was all on him.

She relaxed and grinned saying, "So, Jake's getting lucky tonight?" Her tone of voice was now in the confidential girl to girl, 'you tell me and I'll tell you.'

I turned red at her misinterpretation and chastised myself for almost unknowingly having given the whole deal away in that one unguarded moment. Thank God, I hadn't mentioned John's name.

"Oh, you heard that," I said uncomfortably.

Her knowing grin widened at my response. "Oh yeah. You know, I never really looked at Jake before. He's always sort of hung in the background."

"Hung, huh?" I teased. "You know, it's the quiet ones that'll surprise you."

"Yeah, I'm seeing that. Well, I have to get back to my date," she made an unhappy face at the prospect.

I caught her hand before she left. "Don't leave with... Steve? Find some friends to bring you home, okay?" I strongly suggested. I only too well recalled how word had spread about that Tony - the jock that I'd gone to the prom with - and I had all but grabbed a copy of the Kama Sutra and tried out about every sexual position described within the text. "And let others see that you're not going with Steve. I don't want him taking his put down from on you and I'd rather know you and your rep are safe. Besides," I said in a more relaxed and teasing tone, "It'd serve the guy right."

"Thanks," she said with an odd look at me. I hope she didn't think I was going to go out there and try to steal her date. "I'm Sarah by the way. Are you guys leaving soon?"

My eyes widened in surprise, "I'm Kim," I said desperate to find something to fill in the silence. "I'll have to talk to Jake; but, I was looking forward to some more dancing."

"It's okay. No hurry," she replied as she left the restroom. Damn, I'd thought that since she'd implied that she was ready to leave, she'd have decided to ask someone else. How many of her friends had the asshole come on to with results differing from my own experience with the guy?

I returned to the sink and fixed up my make-up. It looked like Jake and I were stuck here for at least another dance. Then we'd have to keep up the act as we drove - I think she said her name was Sarah - home. Me and my big mouth.

I finally finished and left the Ladies' room to find Jake standing there waiting.

"What do you think Kim. Wanna just get out of here. We don't need to stickararound anymore. We danced, took a picture. We can still go catch that movie or go make out some more."

"We can't. At least not yet." I said as I filled him in on our passenger and what I'd told her. "Besides, I'm not going to have some asshole ruin your prom. We'll have at least one more dance, okay?"
 
Jake didn't like the people at his school and he had about as much of them as he could stand. He wanted to leave, but the gentleman in him wanted to make sure Kim was happy. So he gave her a smile and nodded. "Okay but I'm not a good dancer...well fast dancing."

She took me out to the dance floor anyway, clearly there was no way I was getting out of this. Top it off with the fact that we had to give Sarah a ride home too. I was curious about that part, I mean I would give up one of my testicles to have a chance at having sex with Sarah. But she would never dance me over Steve even if I had the biggest dick on Earth.

In either case we danced. An LMAFO song was playing and I did my best to dance along with Kim. She smiled at me like she was trying hard not to laugh at me. And I know some people in class were laughing at me but I didn't care cause I was having fun with Kim. God I can't even imagine how dorky I looked.

When the song end I pulled Kim against me and threw my arms around her in a hug as I panted and tried to catch my breath. "Oh god, I need another drink. Let's get one more." I told her and pulled her along with me, keeping my arm around her waist. I was having a blast and it wasn't even because she was my sister, I was seriously having fun with her as a girlfriend.

We got drinks and I chugged mine down quickly before refilling it. Again it tasted like burning but I didn't know why, at least it was cold. I smiled at Kim, looking into her eyes, then I leaned in and kissed her again. I just wanted to give her a kiss, my hand came up to cup her cheek and my fingers slipped through her soft sweet hair.
 
Oh God. Baby brother sure wasn't lying when he said he couldn't dance fast. Still, he looked like he knew it and was having fun anyway. I felt some of my earlier sexual tension burn away as I put it into my motions to the music. Jake said he'd worked up a thirst and went straight to the punchbowl. The way he'd hugged me and held me as we moved for a glass to quench his thirst; it was almost possessive. If I hadn't known better, I'd have said we were a couple.

"Whoa," I cautioned after seeing him guzzle one glass straight down. "Don't drink too much of the stuff or you won't be able to drive. You do know it's spiked, right?" Mom would kill me if we showed up home with him drunk off his ass.

The kiss was a surprise as was my response to it. I finally broke it off - I think it was me, anyways - as I focused on the music to get my mind off of what had just happened.

"Come on. There's a slow song playing," I said wanting to get him away from the punch. "Just one more dance and then we're gone, okay?"
 
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I frowned and looked at the punch. "Spiked? Holy shit am I getting drunk!?" I asked her in a panic. "Oh no, Mom's gonna freak at me if she knew I drank." I said. I grabbed her hand and said, "Come on we will go dance, I'll sweat it out or something."

As I turned I noticed Sarah and Steve at the table having talking. I knew we were supposed to take her home because she didn't want to go home with St3eve or something, but it looked like trouble. I glanced back at Kim and pointed at her.

"Sarah looks like she's in trouble. Maybe we should all get out of here instead?" I suggested.
 
I looked to follow Jake's glance. Sarah and Steve were seated together at the same table and the asshole didn't look like he was happy with the way the night had turned out. It was his own fault; but, as I'd warned Sarah, he looked as though he blamed her.

Jake and I had only started dancing but I wasn't sure that we wanted to finish it out before driving Sarah home. I looked about and was inspired by one guy whose date had apparently too much punch. He was all but carrying her to the gender-neutral bathroom.

"Okay, this'll probably sound weird but I want you to give your girlfriend - me - a deeply passionate kiss and toss her over your shoulder. Carry her out almost caveman style minus the bonk on the head. Walk by the punchbowl before heading out and I'll call to Sarah to help me." He looked at me funny. "Over-dramatic? Yeah, I know. But, it'll be fun. Trust me."

The kiss made my toes curl. Wow. Then before I knew what was happening, I was looking at the back of his tux as he carried me out. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Put me down. Put me down, you animal." I giggled.

As we passed the punchbowl, I reach and grabbed a handful of condoms while spilling a good many more across the table.

We'd, of course, become the center of attention. Perfect. I looked to the side and saw Sarah looking on wide-eyed. "SARAH!! HELP!! I cried out with laughter in my voice. I guess she knew it was now or never and that Jake and I were definitely leaving. I barely saw her grab her purse as she hurriedly said her good-byes and rushed to catch up.

I only wish I'd been able to see Steve's reaction as he got dumped for the second time at the prom.
 
We ran out to the car and I tossed the keys to Sarah so she could open the doors before we got there. I was laughing as I set Kim down and turned back toward the door of the prom. "Well people may not remember me for anything else, but goddamn they will remember that wont they Sarah?" I asked.

She gave me a nodded and got into the car. I wondered what she and Kim had talked about in the bathroom. I mean it was cool that I was interacting with Sarah more than ever before. But somehow I don't think she would say much to me even after tonight. I sighed and opened the door for Kim, then went around to the driver's side and climbed in.

I drove to Sarah's house first, asking her directions and trying to talk to her. But she wouldn't say more than what was needed to for me to get to her place. When we pulled up she just said thanks and got out of the car.

I glanced at Kim and shrugged, "I guess she was upset." I shrugged, "Even when I do something for them girls ignore me. Man this sucks." I sighed and glanced over at Kim. "So shall we go home now?"
 
I silently shook my head. He couldn't understand why Sarah had been so withdrawn. Were all guys so dense?

"Think about it," I said in a no nonsense tone. "She was expecting a wonderful night and instead her date dropped her and asked another to go have sex. I don't know that she has as many friends as people seem to think; but, ignoring your date and focussing on her wasn't the best way to approach her. She probably thinks that I'm upset with her now or worse - that you're as much of an asshole as what's-his-name."

Oddly enough, I was upset that he'd ignored me. I mean, he's my brother and all; but, who does he talk to about creating a scene that wouldn't have him soon forgotten - not me. Not the person who thought it up in the first place. No, he wanted to make sure Sarah noticed him and totally ignored me.

I was ready to go home; but a glance at my watch told me it was probably still way too early. "What's playing at the movies?"
 
I looked at Sarah and frowned, "Well damnit. I didn't know that. I was trying to not make her feel like a third wheel. I didn't mean to upset her or you. I just wanted to be nice." I reach out and took Kim's hand and shook my head, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset with anyone."

I smiled as she mentioned the movies and figured she couldn't be that upset with me if she still wanted to take me to the movies. I really never mention for her to get upset. Or Sarah for that matter. I mean was it wrong to simply try to make Sarah feel welcome. After all, after tonight I would no longer be "dating" Kim. This whole thing was a fucking ruse and I needed a way to work thing out so that I would be interesting to the people at school.

I sighed and shook my head, who was I fucking kidding. I would go to school on Monday and everyone would simply ignore me like always. Despite helping Sarah, despite taking her home and despite Kim's talk which I still didn't know what it was.

"I think Iron Man 3 came out. We could go check that out." I suggested. "But if you don't wanna see something nerdy I have no idea what else is out. We can always go check."
 
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