PART 1 - Prom
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Jack Andrews heard the doorbell to his spacious two-floor condo go off. "Miley!" he called, "Charlie's here..."
"Daddy! Can't you get it?" came Miley's voice from upstairs. "I have to make an entrance!"
Jack chuckled and moved to the door.
Charlie was waiting on the other side, dressed impeccably in a black tuxedo. It hung perfectly from his tall slender frame and featured a red bow tie and cummerbund; the jacket accented his wide shoulders. His shock of brown hair stood up in a stylish mess, held in place by glistening mousse. Charlie had a bouquet of roses in one hand, and a plastic box with a corsage in the other.
"Well, well, well, look at you Charlie." Jack greeted. "Looking sharp buddy."
Charlie smiled. "Thanks Mr. Andrews."
"Come on in." Jack welcomed, "Miley's still getting ready. Can I get you something to drink?"
"Oh, no thank you sir." Charlie stepped in. "There's champagne down in the limo. Um, non-alcoholic, of course."
Jack chuckled, "I haven't seen you since we went out to dinner the other week, have you been working on that comic book of yours?"
"Yes." Charlie nodded, "My friend Brian and I have been working on it every day."
"That's great." Charlie said. "I look forward to seeing what you guys come up with..."
"No comic book talk tonight, dad. Charlie promised..." Both men turned towards Miley's voice as she slowly stepped down the spiral staircase.
It was a slinky affair, Miley's dress. Red and silky, with a draping skirt that fell to a puddle at her feet; the slit on one side displayed a tan expanse of bare leg every time Miley took a step. The dress was cut low on both sides, displaying the entirety of her back, while the bust pushed her breasts up and displayed the top half of her cleavage. High silver heels and a sparking silver necklace shined like the hint of glitter that framed her fully made-up face.
Between the dress, and the way Miley had her dark curly tendrils gathered up atop her head, Charlie thought she looked like a movie star ready to walk the red carpet. "Wow... Miley you look amazing."
Miley smiled as she reached the bottom of the stairs. "Thank you sweetie. You look great too, you're so handsome...!"
"You look gorgeous honey." Jack leaned in and kissed his daughters forehead, a proud expression on his face.
"Thanks daddy." Miley beamed at her father.
"These are for you." Charlie said, stepping forward with the roses.
Miley gathered them into her arms. "Oh Charlie, they're /beautiful/... thank you!"
"And I got you a corsage." Charlie added, "It goes on your wrist... I knew there wouldn't be much room on your dress."
"Will you hold these daddy?" Miley asked, passing her roses over. She held out her hand as Charlie removed the corsage, a white flower, and slipped the band around Miley's wrist. She lifted a kiss to his cheek and whispered, "I love you."
"Let me put these in the kitchen..." Jack said, "And then I'll get my camera. I want to get a picture of you two before you go."
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"Oh my god this is so cool!" Miley exclaimed, trotting towards the large stretch limousine Charlie rented for the night. A well-dressed driver waited to open the door for her.
"I know, isn't it great?" Charlie climbed in after Miley once he handed the driver Miley's overnight bag.
"We're going to have so much fun tonight." Miley was beaming, checking out the interior of the limo, which included a bar, TV screen, and a moon roof. "I'm so happy, Charlie."
The driver glanced back at the couple after walking around and entering the driver's seat. "Where to kids?"
Charlie glanced at his watch, "Well, we don't have to be to the Garden Room for another hour, could you just drive around downtown for a while before going there?"
"You got it." the driver replied.
"And can you give us a little privacy?" Miley added with a smile, "I want to make out with my boyfriend..."
The driver chuckled as Charlie blushed, then raised the dividing window.
As soon as they were alone, Miley threw her arms around Charlie's neck, "I missed you so much baby..."
Charlie laughed, "You just saw me this morning..."
"I know, and it was so awesome sleeping in your arms last night and waking up next to you." Miley pressed a kiss to Charlie's lips, "I can't wait until we can do that every night."
Charlie stared into Miley's crystal blue eyes as he considered her words. He hadn't thought a lot about his future with Miley, not specifics anyways, and here she was talking about the day they would be living together. It made him feel good that she was looking that far ahead and anticipating their future. Charlie liked the idea of a future with Miley.
"What?" Miley smiled at the way Charlie was looking at her.
"I love you." Charlie stated simply.
"Yeah?" Miley beamed, "Well you're going to love me even more after this limo ride..."
Charlie felt Miley's hand between his legs, grabbing at his crotch. "Miley...!"
"What?" she asked, innocent. "You don't want a hand job from your beautiful girlfriend? Come on Charlie... you only go to prom once, don't you want it to be memorable?"
"What about the driver?" Charlie worried.
"Like he's never seen anyone having sex in the back of his limo before..." Miley fondled Charlie through his tuxedo pants, squeezing the length of his large penis.
"We'll make a mess..." Charlie fretted.
"Don't worry baby, just tell me before you cum and I'll swallow it all down." Miley continued to caress Charlie's member, which was starting to thicken in his pants. "I promise I won't miss a drop. Don't you want to know that I'll have a tummy full of your yummy goo while we're dancing together tonight?"
"Jeezus, Miley..."
"You're getting all hard... doesn't your big cock wants to come out and see me?" Miley unfastened the button of Charlie's pants.
Charlie didn't resist.
"I just have to be careful of my nails..." Miley continued, working Charlie's zipper down. "I got them done this morning. Aren't they pretty?"
Charlie looked as Miley waggled her red-panted fingers, "They're beautiful, just like every other inch of you."
Miley beamed as she spread Charlie's pants open, then reached into the seam of his boxers and took hold of his erection, drawing it out. "Mm, there's my baby..." She leaned over and placed a soft kiss on the tip. "Charlie, I've been thinking. I want to make prom really special..."
"It's already special." Charlie said, running his fingertips against Miley's bare back, above the hem of her dress line. "I'm with you."
Miley smiled softly at him as she began to rub her painted fingernails against his penis, scratching and teasing his skin lightly until he was fully erect. "I mean really special. I'm not a virgin, you already own that part of me, but I'm not fully yours yet."
Charlie gave her a confused look.
Miley gripped Charlie's erection, squeezing it lovingly, then leaned in so her lips were at his ear. "I want to give you my ass." she whispered.
Charlie's eyes widened and his member jumped in Miley's hand.
