Dear Rosey,
I had made a promise to myself that I was going to drop all the just a phase stuff and enjoy the dance with you. After two weeks of decorating, I was looking forward to actually going to the freaking thing. This is actually the first time I’ve gone to a school dance. Being alone all the time as I’ve mentioned before doesn’t really leave room for fun stuff like that. Dances aren’t really things you can go alone to.
“Smile girls,” Melissa said.
“Mom that’s enough pictures.” You complained.
“You both look so beautiful, just one more.”
“Mom.”
She wasn’t wrong, you looked gorgeous, seriously it was hard to keep my eyes off of you. Your black dress hugged your body in all the right ways. It wasn’t too short, nor too long, it was perfect.
“That’s enough Mel, let them be.” My dad said.
“Okay, okay, go have fun girls.”
“But not too much fun.” He added.
“Come on Z.” You giggled dragging me out the door.
“Finally I thought we’d never get out of there.” You said once we pulled out of the driveway.
“You look amazing.” I smiled.
“Back at you.”
We giggled.
Things were going good, we had arrived at the night in the city themed dance. Took our picture at the door. Sat around and talked about nothing in particular. But to me, it felt like something was missing. It was like the moment we walked through those doors you changed.
I understand we can’t be too close in front of our classmates, but you seemed to be putting too much effort into it. You would keep three feet from me at all times, you wouldn’t dance with me. You wouldn’t even hold my hand. This wasn’t what I wanted.
“Hey Zar.” Blythe came up from behind me and wrapped her arms around me as I poured myself another drink.
“Blythe! Make a sound or something you scared me.” I whirled on her.
She was stunning, to say the least. Her hair all done up, her dress showing off every curve on her body. Her long creamy toned legs revealed for all to see. Her lips glossed pink and turned up in a smile. Her grey eyes reflecting the multicolored dance lights as she looked at me.
“That was the whole point.” She smirked.
“I thought you said you weren’t coming.” I raised my eyebrow.
“Well, I already had the ticket and the dress so what the hell.” She shrugged.
“Well, when you put it that way,” I said handing her a cup of punch and pouring myself a new one.
“So where’s Rose?”
“Right here. I came to see what was taking so long.” You crossed your arms.
“Meow, relax Zar and were just having a friendly conversation.” She teased.
“Want to dance yet?” I asked hoping you would say yes in front of Blythe.
You shrugged.
Blythe snorted.
I glared at her.
“Why don’t you dance with me, Zar?” Blythe teased, but I could tell she really wanted me to.
“Maybe later.” I sighed.
Then the three of us walked back over to a table. I called it the table of shame. Where people who can’t get someone to dance with them come. We looked to be the only ones sitting down and not enjoying ourselves. Me wanting to get you to dance with me. Blythe wanting me to dance with her, and You not wanting anyone to know the truth.
“You look miserable,” Blythe said loud enough for you to hear.
“Did you just come here to tease me?”
“Maybe.” She wiggled her eyebrows.
“I have to go to the restroom, I’ll be back.” You said then you left me with Blythe.
“Yeesh has it been like this all night?” Blythe said.
“Yes.” I put my head in my arms.
“What’s her deal?”
“She doesn’t want people getting any ideas,” I grumbled.
“Well doesn’t mean she has to act like a nun.”
“What do I do?” I sat up and looked at her.
She sighed a sad sigh. Like I sigh you give when you know you’ve lost but you’ve played a good game anyways.
“I’m sorry,” I said.
“Stop that. Look, the music is so loud you can hear it in study hall. There’s no one there. Just promise you’ll save a dance for me okay.”
“I will.”
Then I got up, kissed her on the forehead and went to find you. When you came out of the bathroom I snagged your hand.
“Come on I got to show you something.”
“Where are we going?”
I didn’t answer I just dragged you out of the room and into the hallway. We walked all the way to the empty study hall. I turned the lamps on the desk on.
“What are you doing?” you asked.
Just then a slow song came on, it was quiet but I could still hear it.
“Can I have this dance?” I asked
You looked around and smiled, taking my hand in your own. Then we swayed to the soft music. Your sweet scent lingered in the air, automatically causing me to relax. I rested my head on your soft hair, holding you tighter.
“I’m sorry I’ve been acting weird.” You said into my shoulder.
“It’s okay, I just wanted to be with you. With you, with you, not just as your stepsister.” I said.
“This is perfect.” You sighed.
And it was perfect. I had finally got you right where I wanted you. We fit together like two puzzle pieces. Your warmth became my warmth, and my warmth became yours. If only the song could have played forever. But just like that, it was over.
When you pulled back, I got a good look at your beauty. Those stunning blue eyes, your flawless completion, those deep red pouty lips. I let my hand trace the roundness of your face, rubbing my thumb along your cheek. I couldn’t help myself I kissed you.
You were apprehensive at first but once you realized it was safe you kissed me back. You were so warm I could melt into you. Your lips found their way to my neck then lower to my chest. You pushed me against the desk, I had to grip the edge to steady myself.
“Rosey, ah, not so fast.” I panted and you started trailing your lips back up.
“Getting worked up already?” you kissed me.
“I can’t help it.”
“So cute.” You smashed your lips back against mine.
It wasn’t long before I could feel your tongue begging my mouth for entrance. I moaned into your mouth. You hoisted me up onto the desk and with a free hand turned off one of the lamps. I could feel you unzipping my dress with the other.
“Rose, I’m close.” I moaned.
You giggled before pulling back and turning off the other lamp so that we were in complete darkness.
I couldn’t really see you but I could feel you. I felt your hands peel my dress off my body. I felt your breath on my neck. I felt your warmth all over me. my body started to shudder but you pulled back again.
“Not yet.” You breathed.
You completely pushed me down on the desk so that I was laying down, then I felt you climb on top of me, kicking your heels off I heard them hit the ground. I unzipped your dress and let it slide down your shoulders. Then I let my hands run up your bare stomach.
My senses were being overwhelmed.
You slide out of your dress and moved so that you were laying next to me rather than on top of me, I took the hint and got on top of you. The desk creaked under us. I trailed kisses down your neck and your chest. You grabbed my face, took my glasses off and kissed me.
“Zara, let’s do it.” You breathed out as we separated for air.
“Huh?”
“Let’s have sex.” You whispered.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m so turned on right now, please.”
“Okay.” I kissed you again.
I’ve never had sex with anyone, let alone a girl. Okay so I got close a few times with Blythe, and I have definitely seen third base before so I’m not a complete moron. I’ve also seen a few porn movies to have a vague idea of what exactly I am supposed to do. But I’ve never actually done stuff like that before. It was nerve-racking.
I remember what you said about your deepest darkest desire and decided that should be where I start. So I trailed kisses all the way down your body, stopping at your stomach. You were breathing so hard that your stomach would rise then fall so I could see your rib cage. I pulled your underwear down and kept trailing kisses till I got to that area.
“Please, Zara.” You begged.
So, with all the courage I could muster I went down on you. You were so wet, I didn’t know what to expect being as it was my first time going down on someone, but I liked it. I could feel a heat radiating off your body, my hands running up and down your thighs. Your moans were so cute, the way you went from loud moans to a soft panting, to this cute little mew sound you made when I hit a sensitive area with my tongue. You were driving me wild.
I had to get off the desk and get on my knees pulling you closer to me so I could really get in there. Your skin was red all over from blush.
I love the way your body writhed in the dark, your hands gripping onto the edges of the desk. I loved the taste of you in my mouth.
“Oh Zara, ah! uh! Yes, faster! Oh fuck!” your entire body arched off the desk as you hit your orgasm.
While you were still riding out your orgasm, I came up for fresh air admiring the view of you trembling on the desk. That’s when I saw a teacher peaking through the window. Fear shot through me and I yanked you off the desk bringing you into my arms.
I covered your mouth and moved farther back, hiding under the desk.
“Is someone in here?” A teacher asked.
They had the door open and were peaking in. Thank god they didn’t turn on the light because they would have seen our clothes all over the floor.
“Hello?” He called again.
My heart was racing.
With a hum of confusion, the teacher left, letting the door softly shut behind him as he walked away. We both breathed a sigh of relief.
“That was close.” I sighed.
You turned in my arms and kissed me. I kissed you back. You stuck your hand in my underwear and I knew I was about to lose it. Just a few strokes and I was putty.
“Rosey, ah, ah, oh god.” My body trembled under your touch.
We made out for a good ten minutes after that, being sure to leave marks on each other’s body. I had finally done it, I had finally crossed that line. I lost my “virginity” to you. I say “virginity” because technically there was no penial penetration, but I still think it counts.
I was now officially not a kid anymore. That felt weird.
The strange thing was I wasn’t even afraid to lose it to you as I had been with Blythe. It just felt right, like the way it’s supposed to. There was no nagging in the back of my head telling me that what I was doing was wrong. No thoughts that I would regret this later on, just you and me, and our love.
“That was amazing,” I said as we put our clothes back on.
“We should have done that sooner.” You kissed me on the cheek.
“No arguments here.”
After fixing ourselves in the bathroom and washing up to make sure it wasn’t obvious what we just did we headed back to the dance.
“Well, well, well, glad you two finally decided to rejoin me.” Blythe teased.
“Yeah well, I couldn’t just let you wallow in here now could I?” I teased.
“Suppose not, what do you say, dance now?”
I looked to you for permission and you nodded. Which is how I ended up slow dancing with Blythe.
“So, I see your lips are swollen, must have got pretty steamy in there.” She teased.
“It did, very, very steamy if you know what I mean.”
“Oh my god Zar did you?” she pulled back.
“Shut up!” I hissed looking to see if anyone around us heard lucky for me they were all lost in their own worlds.
“You did!” she whisper-yelled.
“Yeah, we did almost got caught too,” I smirked.
“Look at you, I have taught you well.” She joked to hide her pain, but I could see it in her eyes.
“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have told you, I was just so excited.” I apologized.
“Hey what are friends for.” She forced a smile.
I have to give it to Blythe she really is trying to be better, but I can see the pain it is causing her. I can see her fighting with the temptation to retaliate against me, against you. She is a lot stronger than I gave her credit for. If I were in her position I would have cracked already.
“For being such a team player I am going to hang out with you on spring break, a whole day just you and me. What do you say?”
“Will we have to talk about Rose?”
“No, not a single peep. We will do whatever you want to do, within reason of course.”
“Darn.” She joked.
“What do you say?”
“It’s a date.” She teased.
“Blythe.”
“A friend date.” She rolled her eyes.
“Now let’s just enjoy the rest of this dance,” I said.
She rested her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around her waist. Then just like with you, we swayed to the music.
Overall I can’t complain. The dance got me laid and I got to dance with you and Blythe. It may have started out rough but I definitely had a good ending. When we got home and after we took a shower we cuddled on the couch with ice cream and Friends.
I think I could get used to this.
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