Dad gets his wish by pickticket69

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I was a senior year of high school and I needed a date for prom. I hadn’t even planned on going to prom; but the “this isn’t an option Justin” from my dad stopped that thought. He still thinks I’m gay and I can’t convince him otherwise; which meant I had to find a date, or he was going to flip out.It was Saturday morning, and I was in the driveway shooting hoops with Katherine my sister; when it hit me like a load of bricks. Oh my God, Katherine is a girl. Now, you must understand my sister is a bit different, which is why we’ve always gotten along great. She got to college on a basketball scholarship and she ran track in high school. She’s fit, trim; and will beat the shit out of a guy in a heartbeat.

“What’s with the shit eating grin?” Katherine looked at me.

“You’re a girl” I said dumbly.

“No shit Justin, what gave you the first clue; the tits?” Katherine barked out a laugh.

“No, I mean you’re a GIRL” I smiled.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa” Katherine held up her hands. “You can skip that idea” she gave a scowl.

First of all Katherine knew about my rounds with Dad over the prom, hell she had heard them enough around the house. Second, my sister is both very smart, and not bad looking.

At twenty Katherine has that natural look that honestly a lot of women would kill for. She stands five nine and weighs in at maybe a hundred and twenty pounds. She’s has an athlete’s body with toned legs and muscular arms; that taut belly and a natural tan from spending years outside. Add to it a not so bad set of 34B’s she keeps bound up in sports bras; even for a sister she’s kind of cute.

“Come on, I’ll throw in fifty bucks” I said quickly.

“First…fifty isn’t near enough to go on a date my sicko brother” she snatched the basketball from my hands. “Second, we live in the same house; I can see dad’s face when I march down the stairs as your fucking date” she snorted.

“What if I make it a hundred” I added back quickly. “And I actually have an idea about how to get around the house thing” I told her.

“Look Kat” I said quickly before she could open her mouth. “You know what this is about…you’ve been there” I threw in my biggest shot.

Katherine did know; two years ago, when she was a senior, she had gone through the same thing with dad. I was about the only one who knew that her prom “date” was a member of her basketball team she had paid a hundred dollars to fake being her date. She had pulled the same thing I was suggesting.

“Bite it” she growled. “Look Justin he won’t buy it; he’ll know it was me.” She sighed.

“I figure you spend how many nights over at Jess’s” I shot back.

Jessica was Katherine’s longtime friend; and I suspected she might be a lover for Kat; but it was none of my business. I just knew that at least once a month Katherine spent an overnight at her friends.

“Let me get this straight, you want me to go spend the night at Jess’s, and be your prom date?” She stared at me.

“It could work” I insisted. “We go to the prom, word gets back to dad I actually had a girl for a date, and he gets off my back” I argued.

“While I admit I pulled it off”, Katherine shook her head. “It won’t work for you”, she said.

“Why not, you said it worked for you”. I was desperate.

Katherine looked at me for a moment, and then slowly walked up closer. She stood almost nose to nose with me; so close I could smell her sweat.

“You do know you’re asking your sister out on a date”, she stared at me with fire in her eyes.

“No”, I said calmly. “I’m asking my best friend out on a date”, I said.

The fire in her eyes dimmed and she stared at me. “Justin…” she said slowly, and then sighed.

“I’ll need to talk to Jess. If I’m staying with her, she is in on this; got it?”, she said quietly.

“Understood” I said quickly as I realized she was agreeing. “Just tell her she gets a couple extra carpet munching sessions”, I said smartly.

A bit too smartly as Katherine’s slender hand came straight up and wrapped around my throat. The fire flared in her eyes as she looked at me.

“You ever say that again, I’ll rip your nuts off” she hissed. “Besides” she smirked, as she let go of my throat, “She tastes fucking awesome!”

I just shuddered at her remark as she dropped the ball on the driveway and headed for the house. Halfway across the lawn she turned at looked at me.

“We do this the right way Justin” she told me. “You ask proper, I’ll decide; and YOU pay; got it?”

I just nodded happily. Once again problem solved, I figured.

A week later, after checking my finances from my part-time job; I knocked softly on Katherine’s bedroom door.

“Come in”, I heard from the other side.

I stepped in and looked around. There was teddy bear sitting on her properly made bed; the smell of perfume in the room; and just a hint of pink that showed a hidden female lived here.

“Hey”, I asked softly.

“Yeah”, Katherine looked up from her textbook she was studying from.

“I was wondering…”, shuffling my feet. “Uhhh, if you are free Saturday…maybe we could go grab a pizza at Montalupo’s?”, as I looked up at her.

Katherine sat on her bed and looked at me for a moment. “I’d like that”, she said softly.

“Cool!” I started to turn and leave. “How is say seven?”, I asked quickly.

“Sure”, she said back.

God help me I felt a surge of happiness at her sudden agreement.

“Great”, I said quickly. “I’ll pick you up at Jessica’s then”, I told her.

I can’t explain why, but I was actually thrilled having a date; and having it with Katherine for some reason made it even better. It wasn’t some girl I had to pretend with; she knew who I was. For once I could be myself. When I told Dad, I could tell he was on cloud nine. He spent the next 30 minutes, going through date etiquette with me; and when he was done handed me a condom. I wanted to groan with frustration.

The day before our date, I got a haircut. For some reason it was important to me to be presentable. I showered that evening, and carefully picked out a pair of jeans and a button shirt.

I pulled up in front of Jess’s place at ten minutes before seven. I was nervous as hell; I’d never been on a real date, and my hand shook as I rang the bell.

Jess smiled when she opened the door. “Hey Justin, come on in”, she said with a chuckle. I stepped inside the doorway and waited.

“Katherine your date is here”, Jess called out. “Remember this is my girl you’re taking out”, she turned and looked at me. “Hands to yourself big boy”, she smiled.

“Uhhh, I promise” I said softly.

“Relax Justin”, she smiled. “You look pretty good dude”

I opened my mouth to thank her; when footsteps came from the hall, and then Katherine rounded the corner. I froze in my movement and could only stare at her. I mean I knew she was a female; shit she was my sister; but holy shit. Long dark hair flowed out around her shoulders, highlighting her face and those big brown eyes. She seemed to move with a fluid grace as she walked towards us. She was wearing an angora sweater that hugged her body; those 34B’s jutting straight out at me. She had on a pair of form fitting jeans that hugged her hips and muscular thighs like a second skin.

“Jesus”, I whispered.

“Pretty nice package, eh”, Jessica chuckled at my soft outburst.

“No shit”, I whispered softly as I stared at Katherine.

“You can put your tongue back in”, Katherine said as she looked at me, picking up her purse.

I shook myself, trying to regain control. I opened the front door and held it for her.

“Have her back by midnight”, Jess called out as we walked down the driveway.

I own a beat-up old Ford truck. Most people hate trucks; that night I found another reason to love mine. I held open the passenger door and helped Katherine climb into the passenger seat. The view of that tight ass encased in those jeans; sent a surge south of the belt line like I had never felt before.

Down boy, I screamed silently to myself as I rounded the truck and climbed in. The drive to Montalupo’s was quiet; but when we started to both laugh at dad giving me the condom, things finally started to lighten up. I must admit, for someone who does not date, the next two and a half hours were some of the best I could ever recall.

For the first time, I could open up to someone who actually cared, and she listened. I heard her talk about her school studies and basketball, listening to her frustrations and victories; and for once, I was actually interested.

When Katherine glanced at her watch, I knew it was time. With a heavy sigh I asked the waitress for the tab. I slipped cash for the bill and a tip inside the folder while Katherine sat and watched; a small smile on her face.

“You know I’ve never had a guy buy me dinner”, she said softly as we settled in for the drive back to Jess’s.

“Then I consider myself very lucky”, I said quietly.

“You mean that don’t you”, her voice came in the dark cab.

“Very much, it’s been one of the best nights of my life”, I answered honestly.

“I have to admit…mine too”. I felt her slender fingers twine in mine as my hand rested on my thigh. “Thanks Justin”, she said in a soft voice.

“No, I should be thanking you”, I gently squeezed her hand.

I pulled into Jess’s driveway and got out, coming around to the passenger side. I opened the door and held out a hand. Instead, Kat slid out and down into my arms; her back against the seat. We were hidden beside the truck with the open door blocking the house side.

“You know he’s going to ask you if you kissed your date good night”, she said in a quiet voice.

“I know”, I shook my head.

“Do it”, her voice came softly to my ears.

“Katherine…”, I felt my throat tighten.

“Be a man Justin”, she murmured softly.

We were standing in that tight space, so close I could smell the strawberry in her shampoo; and yet with only a dim porch light casting a shadow, only her large brown eyes shone as she watched me.

Something inside me, maybe it was the smell of her hair or the touch of her hand, I moved without thinking and closed the final inches as my lips found hers in the dark.

“Mmmmmmmm”, I felt the tremor of her lips as she moaned softly.