Just then Carly came over and threw her arms around Tim, “Hey Timmy!”
Sandy raised an eyebrow, knowing she was the only one who could call her brother Timmy and get away with it.
“Hey Babe” he said giving her a quick yet somewhat uncomfortable hug. “You know my sister Sandy” Carly turned and gasped seeing she was wearing the same dress as Sandy.
He two girls scowled at one another. Tim had never known his sister to be the protective type. “Hi” Carly said with distaste, obviously furious that she, the host of the party, was out dressed by some loser.
Sandy just smiled “I’ll talk to you two later.” She winked at her brother mischievously and walked away.
Sandy spent most of the night drinking cup after cup of, what had Tim called it… Yeah, Jungle Juice. She’d had a great time dancing in the living room and talking with old friends. Most of the people remembered her falling off the face of the planet midway through freshman year. That’s when she became obsessed with schoolwork and had little of a social life.
She made her way back to the kitchen where she’d left Tim and Carly 3 hours before.
Carly, that bitch. Sandy thought, she thinks she’s so fucking perfect. Tim wouldn’t touch her with a 10 foot pole, would he? Sandy shook her head as she looked into the empty tub, a little upset there was no more juice left. She turned and made her way to the stairs, Why should I care anyway?
She looked around the crowded room seeing people hook up and grope each other as if they were alone. She took to the dance floor again and moments later someone wrapped their arms around her. Whoever it was they were lean. He wrapped his arms around her waist possessively. She leaned back feeling him grind up against her. He was aroused. She smiled closing her eyes feeling this stranger rub himself against her.
“God you’re hot” a gruff voice said into her ear.
Sandy couldn’t help but giggle, she’d never considered herself “hot”, cute maybe, but never hot or even sexy. The stranger ran his hands up and down her thighs as the danced. She felt his growing excitement as he pushed it into her back while they danced. A part of her wanted to do something erratic.
“Let’s take this upstairs.” He said as he nibbled on her ear.
Sandy turned to him and saw it was her brother’s teammate Matt. Did he recognize her? She didn’t think so. Matt Le Franc, she’d had a crush on him since French I. She licked her lips and tried to play it cool. “Alright, if you get me a beer.”
Sandy smiled and Matt took the bait. “Sure babe” he said still holding her close, pressing her curvy body against his lean one. “Go wait in Carly’s room, it’s the pink one at the top of the stairs.” She slyly escaped from his grasp and made her way up stairs.
Tim watched his sister slide away from Matt. He’d left Carly puking in her own swimming pool about a half hour ago in search of Sandy. His teammates had cornered him into telling the story about the state championship game winning catch for at least the hundredth time.
He glared across the room as Matt watched his sister’s curvy ass sway up the stairs. He knew how this worked. She’d be up there waiting for him while he got her a drink. Who knows what he’d put in the drink. He excused himself from his other teammates and cornered Matt at the keg.
“Hey Matt” he said while he held the nozzle for his friend.
“Heeey Tim, havin’ a good time?”
“Yeah, I see you are too, that was some girl you were all over.” Tim smiled
“Hells yeah she was hotter than hot, and waiting for me right now.” The cup finished being poured, “So sorry if I don’t stick around.” Matt turned to leave.
“Actually I was hoping you might” Tim said casually taking his time filling his cup. That stopped Matt and made him turn to his teammate. Tim waited until his cup was filled before continuing. “You know who that girl is?”
Matt stared, “She isn’t… I mean sorry dude I didn’t know you came with her.”
Tim thought for a moment. He should tell his friend the truth, but hell, it was the truth, he did come with Sandy, just not the way Matt meant. “Yeah,” he said finally, “I came with her.” It was true enough.
Matt sighed, “Sorry man, you know I’d never move in on your girl right?”
Tim lifted his chin “Yeah, I know.” He held out his hand, Matt looked from the cup to Tim’s hand and after a moment’s hesitation gave it over.
Matt retreated, “I’ll um… talk to you later”
Tim smiled to himself thinking he was pretty sly as he made his way up the stairs.
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