Something's gotta give

Aussie_Brandon

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Something's gotta give(female needed)

ooc:
I need one girl to play the character of Michael's best friend's younger sister Erin. Michael and Shaun have been best friends since they were seven years old.He began to notice how beautifu Shaun's younger sister was during his later years in high school. She was a pretty shy reserved type of girl and he had a feeling she liked him but would never act on it, just as he never would because it was his friend's little sister. The sexual tension betweem erin and michael is always there, now one of them will finally break.

She is 18, about 5'6, nice curves, 34c bust, curvy hips and dyed blonde hair.

Michael is 20, athletic build, light brown messy hair and about 6'2.

IC:
The start of summer had finally began. It was a hot sunny day and Michael was looking forward doing nothing for once. University and work had takin up all his free time and any chance to catch up with a friend was always swiftly taken.

He changed into some shorts and a tanktop and decided to drop into Shaun's. Whenever he and Shaun randomly saw eachother, they always managed to have a great time.
As he pulled up to Shauns place, his hopes were dampened by the absence of Shaun's car.
Not to worry, his Mom probably borrowed it.. he hoped to himself.
His younger sister Erin answered the door and those familiar feelings of lust and guilt came to his mind as he tried to act casual, not trying to let on his attraction to her.
"Oh hi Erin. I just came round to see Shaun, is he in?"
She looked nervously at him then back down to the ground. She spoke in barely a whisper, "Um...hi Michael. Yeah um..he isn't here, he's gone surfing with our um.. cousin for the day..."
Totally shattered I resigned to the fact today was going to be a boring waste of time.
"Oh ok, well I'd better go then..." He started to turn around as Erin spoke again, a little louder, and somewhat rushed this time.
"You can come in if you like?" She blushed a little as she alternated between focusing her glance at him and the ground.
"I actually could use a helping hand with changing a light globe I can't reach..." she added.
"ah...ok sure" he said as he followed her in.
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(Erin)
 
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"You can come in if you like?" She blushed a little as she alternated between focusing her glance at him and the ground.
"I actually could use a helping hand with changing a light globe I can't reach..." she added.
"ah...ok sure" he said as he followed her in.


Erin could feel the warmth rising in her cheeks and she knew she was blushing. She hoped he didn't notice. She gave herself a mental chiding for her flustered state as she stepped back to allow him in. She'd known Michael for as long as she could remember- he was her brother's best friend after all and he'd been a fixture in their house for ages and to feel... Her thoughts were interrupted as he walked through the door, her gaze taking in his athletic build and absolutely adorable messy brown hair. God, he looks good. She thought she'd melt right there.

Quickly pulling herself together again, she decided it best to finish this task quickly so he could leave. Her long legs moved swiftly in long strides, causing her denim mini to rise just a little as she stepped down the hall. She'd been reorganizing when the light blew and the high ceilings make the task of changing it out a difficult one. She pushed the door to her room open to allow him in. She motioned with her hand upwards to the light before dropping it down and tucking a stray lock of golden hair behind her ear. She gave a sheepish smile as there in the center of the room, just below the light fixture was her makeshift ladder: a desk chair with a stack of thick books piled high in the seat.

Erin glanced away bashfully and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, instead. Her blonde locks were gathered in a high ponytail, with several tendrils escaping to frame her face. Her school spirit tee from last year was a little too short now and exposed a bared sliver of her tummy and a bit too small as the thin fabric stretched taut across her full breasts. She was glancing about the room, wishing she'd worn something a little cuter -- she certainly would have if she'd known he was dropping in.
 
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OOC: well done, that was good! I noticed you accidently mixed up the names though, Shaun is Erin's brother, her brother's friend Michael is the one at the house now ;) no biggy!

IC:
Michael hated these moments. Here was this beautiful young girl with the body of a goddess, the sexual tension was blindly obvious, and he could do nothing because it was his friends sister. Damn my morals! he scorned himself.

He followed her through the hall trying not to stare at her cute round ass as she walked infront of him. The last thing he needed now was an erection to heighten the tension even more.
She pointed out the light fixture with the broken lightbulb, and he noticed her make shift ladder. Trying not to laugh he looked at her and said jokingley "Its a good thing you asked me in, you would've broken your neck on that thing!" He smiled and got a little step ladder from a cupboard in the hall. He and Shaun had changed a lightbulb here a few times for his mother.

He returned with the step ladder and set it up under the light where the makeshift ladder had been. He made sure the light was off at the switch and began to climb the ladder.
"Do you mind just holding the ladder for me Erin?" He looked down at her noticing from her he could see down her top a little bit. He quickly refocused his look else where as he felt a hard on begining to form.
Erin came over to hold the ladder, and to make things worse for Michael, his groin was almost at the same height as her eyelevel.
"Thanks" he said looking back up to the lightbulb, praying she hadn't noticed the slight bulge in his shorts
 
Erin came over to hold the ladder, and to make things worse for Michael, his groin was almost at the same height as her eyelevel.
"Thanks" he said looking back up to the lightbulb, praying she hadn't noticed the slight bulge in his shorts.



Erin was a bit embarrassed that he knew about the ladder in the cupboard and she didn't. Her mom usually made her brother take care of these things and since they were both out, she'd been rendered rather helpless.

She still felt sheepish despite his joking nature and she kept her gaze down as she approached the ladder. She gripped it on either side and leaned in slightly to brace it with her body, holding it steady. Her flustered behavior disappated as she concentrated on the task of holding the ladder steady. She raised her head to glance upward but had misjudged her distance from him. Her head bumped him lightly and before she looked, she placed a hand there over the area. She lowered her head once more and laughed quietly at her clumsiness as she gave a quick apology- Sorry!--. She left her hand there a moment, fingered splayed and palm pressed against it, and she kept her gaze lowered, as if it might erase her error. She glanced up again, more carefully so this time. As she slid her hand away, her eyes widened and her opened slightly, rosy lips pursed to form a little 'o'. The heat of embarrassment rose in her cheeks and blushed them the deepest shade of pink as she realized she placed her hand right over his groin.
 
As he had just about finished screwing the light bulb in, he reasured himself that she had obviously not noticed the bulge in his shorts. As his cock started to go limp again he felt something bump against it. Then he felt her place her hand on his groin. He heard a little giggle from Erin, "Sorry!"
His cock had now rapidly grown even more than the last time. Her hand was still quite firmly placed on top of his steadily growing crotch as he looked down at her in shock. Her expression was the same as his.

It seemed like time had stopped, they were both frozen there both looking stunned, Michael with a hard on, and Erin's hand still touching it.
He couldn't think of anything to say, he had no idea what was going on..
"Um...thats ok..." He said weakly.. It had almost sounded like a question more than a response.
 
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"Um...thats ok..." He said weakly.. It had almost sounded like a question more than a response.

Startled, Erin quickly withdrew her hand. She nervously smoothed a lock of hair behind her ear only to take it between her fingers again and twirl it around and around as she fumbled for something to say. Her cheeks were flushed pink and her eyes still wide.

"I wasn't looking when I... you know... I didn't really mean to do that," she eventually managed to stammer out. She pulled her shoulders back and clasped her hands behind her back and with a smile playing on her lips, she glanced up at him. "I'm really sorry..."
 
She had an innocent look on her face, as she withdrew her hand from his groin which was now quite rock hard. He changed postion on the ladder to try and hide his erection but it was obviously too late. "I wasn't looking when I... you know... I didn't really mean to do that,"
She stood back with an innocent yet devilish smile. "I'm really sorry..." she said as she smiled at him.
He was so turned on by her, he wanted to unzip his fly and take her right there. He was treading on thin ice now, he needed to control himself and remain relaxed.
As he came down the ladder with his cock still aroused, he turned to face her.
"Don't worry about it, It's not your fault, I'm guessing you have that effect on guys all the time." he said cheekily.
It had become a little dark in her room now as they hadn't turned the light back on yet, and as her put his hand out infront of him to make sure he wouldn't walk into anything, his hand came into contact with something soft. He turned the light on with his other hand and to his disbelief he had returned the favour, his hand was planted on her breast.
 
Erin was beyond thrilled that school was finally finished. Over. Done with. No more sunny days sitting in stuffy classrooms, daydreaming out dirty windows while monotonous sermons were preached by teachers with personalities as dry as corn husks. No more high school drama of what girl slept with that guy, which slut snagged the other one's boyfriend, and who kept stealing Brenda Macey's dirty panties from the girl's locker room.

No more clumsy advances from over-inflated immature boys.

Erin was ready for college, and was still naive enough to think it would be different.

She had been lying on the floor in the floor in the living room, taking advantage of the empty house by doing exactly what her mother harped on her not to do... blaring the stereo with the TV on mute, a syrupy romance novel spread open in front of her much like the main character's legs were for her current love interest. Then the lightbulb flickered wildly, casting crazy shadows before suddenly just fizzing out.

"Aww.. c'mon!" Sighing, she got up from her comfortable position and tugged up the hem of her sweatpants with one hand, straining to reach the bulb with her other.

Thanks to her rather dimunitive height, she didn't even come close.

To make matters even worse, there was a knock at the door, and she was still lounging around the house in her pajamas. Some marvelous day this was turning out to be. Sighing, she flipped off the stereo as she walked past it on the way to the door, leaving the house in uncharacteristic silence.

She wasn't wearing a bra beneath her snug pink tank, and for a moment she considered grabbing her sweatshirt... buuuut... it was all the way over there and she was determined to have a lazy day.

Shrugging, she pulled open the door, her jaw dropping when she saw who it was.

"M..Michael!"
"Oh hi Erin. I just came round to see Shaun, is he in?"

She was so shocked to see him that she felt like she was 13 again, with all of the awkward self-doubt and hopeless infatuation that went with the age. She looked nervously at him, then back down to the ground, her voice barely a whisper.

"Um...hi Michael. Yeah um..he isn't here, he's gone surfing with our um.. cousin for the day..."

Michael seemed a little put out by the news. "Oh ok, well I'd better go then..." He started to turn around, and she found herself tripping over her confuzzled thoughts, blurting out before she could stop herself.

"You can come in if you like?" Oh, great. Really suave, Erin, he'll love that.She blushed a little as she alternated between focusing her glance at him and the ground.

"I actually could use a helping hand with changing a light globe I can't reach..." she added, trying to smooth over her blunder.

"ah...ok sure" he said as he followed her in. A bit dumbfounded that it worked, she reminded herself that she needed to move out of his way now, and did so, closing the door behind him. Five years ago, she would have collapsed in a swoon at the thought of being alone together in the house. She liked to think of herself as a little more mature now, but she still couldn't keep her legs from shaking or her heart from pounding.

"It's that one." Lifting an arm, and in turn emphasizing the rounded curve of one firm breast, she pointed to the only lightbulb in sight that wasn't lit. Captain Obvious here.

She kept stealing glances at him, amazed at how much he'd filled out since she last saw him. Adolescent fantasies came roaring back to life, and she felt her nipples stiffen beneath the thin shirt. Crossing her arms self consciously over her chest, she mumbled something about the air conditioning.
 
Being around Erin had always been hard for him. He had always had conflicting thoughts about her, and to this day, his morals had always come first. This was his best friend's little sister, it was just fact that you don't look at her in that way.
It was easier said then done when he was greeted with the sight of her that day.

She wore a tight pink singlet showing off her full breasts, her sweatpants complimented her curvy but still tight butt.
His first reaction to Erin was always the same, to remain nonchalant, like it was his own sister. He could do this a whole lot better if it wasn't so blatantly obvious that she was so nervous around him.

He noticed her sweet perfume scent as he walked past her to the dark living room.
"It's that one." She said glancing up to the ceiling.
He dragged a chair across and stood up on it to look at the globe from the light of his cell phone. He unscrewed the bulb and returned to ground level.
"Ok now we just need a replacement bulb. Do you know where they are?"
As his focus went back to her he noticed her nipples quite clearly protruding from her singlet. As his thoughts started to drift back into dirtier places he was brought back with a remark about the air-conditioner being on high.
 
Erin couldn't help but stare when Michael put one foot on the chair, the seat of his jeans snugging over his butt. Okay. He totally didn't have that before.

Ah, yes, it was just like being 13 again, and having a furious blush on her face every time Michael was over at the house. She was unable to pull her eyes away from his body, his words not even registering until she happened to look up at his face, noticing for the first time that he was looking at her inquisitively.

"Huh?" Her lexicon sprang to life, flipping through the sounds it had most recently ignored to make out what the heck it was she was missing.

"Oh... um... right, I, uh.. I don't know, I'll go see... just, look, don't move-- I mean," floundering helplessly, she waved her arms at him in a classic 'I don't know!' gesture and ducked her head, scarlet from ears to collarbone.

As she hurried out of the den in a beeline for the hallway closet, she chanted an inner mantra of Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!, knowing she would never forgive herself for this day.

Michael had been her first crush. That was understandable, he'd just been there when she went boy crazy, making him a sensible target. But he and Shaun had gone off to college, and she had grown up and forgotten about him. Right?

So why on god's green earth was she babbling like a dazed idiot? If Michael hadn't known she'd had a crush on him all those years ago, he'd certainly know now. Stomping back into the den with a replacement bulb, she avoided looking at him as though he had the plague and may be catching, thrusting it up to him as she stared at her feet.
 
The shy young girl who he hadn't seen in years had returned. He smiled to himself seeing her so nervous infront of him, he just wished he could make her feel more comfortable and let her know he wanted her too.

He never would have thought he'd be so attracted to her, the same girl who would pretty much hide when he entered the room. He used to think she just didn't like him, but as he got older he realised it was just how she was, and that it was the opposite of what he had originally thought.

After staring blankly at him for a few seconds, she managed "Oh... um... right, I, uh.. I don't know, I'll go see... just, look, don't move-- I mean," And with that she shrugged and left the room.
He used this time to quickly re-adjust himself, seeing her body so nicely outlined in the clothes she had on had taken its toll.

She walked back into the room clutching the bulb and thrusted it towards him avoiding eye contact. He took the bulb and said thanks.

As he fiddled with the light fitting he glanced back down at her. She was looking at him again now, although as she noticed him look at her she looked back down.

"So are you looking forward to college Erin?" He said as he screwed the bulb the rest of the way in.
 
Deep breaths. Wax on, wax off. Her mantra shifted from a chorus of 'idiot, idiot, idiot!,' to something a little less self-bashing. College girls don't act like idiots. College girls don't act like idiots. College girls..

As though Michael read her mind, he casually asked her if she was looking forward to college. As she dragged in one more calming breath, her eyes flickered from him to the bulb in his hand, surprised that she was able to see an innuendo even in something as innocent as that.

"I, uh... I'm a little nervous." Expelling the breath in a jittery little sigh, she peered up at him, grateful for the loose tendrils that chose that moment to tip into her face. "Maybe you could hang out for a little while and tell me what it's like? I'd really like that."

Now that she was managing to grasp a little control of the situation, she turned her back to him and sauntered towards the kitchen, deliberately leaving before he could give her an answer. It would be rude, after all, to take off without saying bye - and why say bye after following her into the kitchen?
 
Without giving him a chance to answer 'yes', she walked out to the kitchen.
Momentarily mesmerised by her ass as she exited, he eventually came to his senses and followed through.

She seemed to have found her feet now, atleast he was able to respond to a question now.
"Well it depends what you would like to know. College is pretty crazy. It's all about excessive amounts of everything a young person thinks about. Copious amounts of school work, copious amounts of alcohol and copious amounts of sex."

He smiled as he looked at her, she seemed to be blushing again now. "Well thats not really all there is, but there's alot of it there, but they're the things that most people like the most. Anyways I'm sure you would steer clear of the last two."
 
Even though she seemed as cool as marble now, she was inwardly pumping her fists in the air when she heard him follow her into the kitchen. Pretending not to care, she pulled open the fridge and leaned inside, hunting out the lettuce, tomato, ham and mustard. Tossing each onto the counter, except for the mustard, she let the door swing shut and lifted onto her tippietoes, reaching on top of the fridge to snag the bread.

"Well it depends what you would like to know. College is pretty crazy. It's all about excessive amounts of everything a young person thinks about. Copious amounts of school work, copious amounts of alcohol and copious amounts of sex."

The mustard fell out of her hand at the last word and landed on her foot. "OUCH!" Damn him! He had to bring up the S word! Bending over, she snatched up the treacherous condiment and rubbed her toe, straightening with that crimson face again.

"Well thats not really all there is, but there's alot of it there, but they're the things that most people like the most. Anyways I'm sure you would steer clear of the last two."


"What makes you think that," she countered quickly, speaking a little too fast for it to sound natural. "I get drunk and have sex all the time. All the seniors do. Did. We're not seniors anymore."
 
He watched her as she bent down to pick up the the mustard bottle. He round butt facing towards him. He had to restrain himself so he wouldn't grab it. He was getting so turned on by her now, as his member started to rise, he lent into the bench to hide his now swelling shaft.

"What makes you think that,"
She shot back. "I get drunk and have sex all the time. All the seniors do. Did. We're not seniors anymore."
A little stunned to be hearing this about Erin, and also a little curious he raised his eyebrows a little unsure as of what to do or say now.

"Um...well I figured that I was just sort of...I dunno.. Anyways it sounds like you'd love college. I mean, not just because of the sex and stuff, its..well, you know...its just fun.."
He wanted to kick himself. Now he was acting like a 13yr old too.
 

"Um...well I figured that I was just sort of...I dunno.. Anyways it sounds like you'd love college. I mean, not just because of the sex and stuff, its..well, you know...its just fun.."


If she blushed any harder, she would be the color of the ketchup in the fridge. What was she thinking? She'd never had sex before, but that didn't matter - now he was going to think she was a slut!

Biting her lip before she could blurt out anything even dumber, she whipped a butter knife out of the kitchen drawer and gestured with it absently. "Um, yeah, so... Michael. What classes are you taking?" Find safe ground. No more sex talk.

With a start, she realized that she was soaking wet just from being this close to him. She very nearly groaned and had to bite even harder on her lip to keep from doing it. She nearly attacked the mustard bottle, shaking it much harder than necessary.
 
"Um, yeah, so... Michael. What classes are you taking?"

'Back on track now' He said to himself, still leaning into the counter a little awkwardly. Atleast this would take his mind off things, and as he named his classes, the thickness in his pants was now starting to go down again.

"Um, well this year I'm steering more towards the environmental science stuff, so as well as Biology, Chemistry, Engineering etc, I'm doin a few more specific classes like Ecosystem Management, Conservation Ecology, Resource Management and so on and so on." He turned to face her direction confidant his bulge was now not as noticable, he didn't want to seem rude facing away from her.
"It should be a little more interesting than last year anyway, we should get to go on some field trips to the mountains and stuff. Have you decided on what classes you're going to take this year?"
 
"Um, well this year I'm steering more towards the environmental science stuff, so as well as Biology, Chemistry, Engineering etc, I'm doin a few more specific classes like Ecosystem Management, Conservation Ecology, Resource Management and so on and so on."

Practically twisting her mind into a headlock, she forced herself to pay attention to what he was saying, the subtle change of direction making the stain of color recede from her cheeks and ears. By the time he asked her what classes she was thinking of taking, she had control of herself... and the sandwich.

Cutting it straight down the middle, one half was dropped on a paper plate and offered to him, having to lean over the counter to do so. Her pelvis pressed into the edge, one foot lifting off the ground to aid in her full body stretch. "Want some?"

When he took it from her, she brushed his hand with her own quite by accident, her eyes darting to his before she quirked an apologetic smile, relaxing on her side of the kitchen island. "I uh, I'm not really sure what college I'm even going to go to yet. I guess when I figure it out, I'll plan my classes."
 
As she leaned against the counter to offer him the sandwich he was greeted by a glympse down her top, her full round breasts barely being contained by her tight singlet.
"Thanks" He smiled as he accepted the sandwich, their hands grazing as she handed it to him.

"I uh, I'm not really sure what college I'm even going to go to yet. I guess when I figure it out, I'll plan my classes."

He now remembered Shaun saying something about her being unsure where she wanted to go for college. He'd had the same problem when he left high school, in the end he chose the University his girlfriend at the time was going to.

"Yeah it is a hard decision, I just followed my ex-girlfriend. Wasn't such a good idea in the end, seeing as we don't talk anymore" he laughed at his own stupidity.
"I'm sure you'll make the right choice."
 
Erin nodded to his thanks and set her own half down on another paper plate, dusting her hands off on a dish towel.

Lifting her hands to her hair, she inwardly winced - she hadn't bothered to do anything with it after getting out of the shower, and the bleached curls felt more mutinous in the grasp of the ponytail holder than subdued.

Plucking it out as he talked, she carefully worked her fingers through the shoulder-length tendrils, smoothing them down some before working them back into a fresh tail. A little better, she hoped, testing her fingers carefully from hairline to crown to feel for any lumps.

Since it felt smooth enough to her inspection, she twisted her body and put both hands on the counter, hoisting herself up to sit on the kitchen island. Swinging around so her body faced him to the side, she leg her legs dangle over the edge and picked up her sandwich.

"Yeah it is a hard decision, I just followed my ex-girlfriend. Wasn't such a good idea in the end, seeing as we don't talk anymore" he laughed at his own stupidity. "I'm sure you'll make the right choice."

"I don't have to worry about that," she said with a slightly nervous little chuckle, shaking her head.

"Do you have a girlfriend now?" She hoped like hell he'd say no.
 
He watched her graceful body as she lifted herself up onto the kitchen island, her smooth toned legs dangled off the edge of the counter as she picked up her sandwich.

"I don't have to worry about that,"
She chuckled to herself, shaking her head. It sounded like she seemed to think the idea of her having a boyfriend was ludicrus. He couldn't understand why she didn't, she was so beautiful, and so genuine. If he wasn't best friends with her older brother he wouldn't think twice about asking her out. He couldn't take his eyes off her as it was.

"Do you have a girlfriend now?"


The truth was he hadn't been in a real relationship in a long time. There had been plenty of one night stands, and a few month long girlfriends, but he hadn't really felt anything for them.

"No it's been a while, I haven't really found any girls I've been in to at college. Its kinda hectic there too. Everyone's been with everyone.."
 
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