I hung up my cell phone, shaking my head at my little sister, Amber. She approaches just about everything in her life with the energy and enthusiasm typical of her 18 years, even if it was just a phone call to her brother. This time, she needed a favor-- a ride to a concert for her and a couple of her friends the next night. After allowing her an appropriate amount of begging, I conceded. Although a few years younger than I am, her friends were pretty hot and I didn't really have other plans. Plus Amber had an extra ticket she was willing to give me to buy me off, so I figured, why not?
I cleaned out my car the next day so that the girls would be able to sit comfortably in the back seat. Remembering that Amber had 4 best friends, I wondered how they would all 5 fit in my little car with me, but I figured that with their slender figures they'd have no problem.
At 6:30 that night, I heard a knock on my apartment door and yelled for them to come in. From my back bedroom I could hear the swarm of girls enter my place, filling it with their excited chatter and giggles. I heard heavy footsteps come down the hallway and turned to see my dad walk in my bedroom door. He ran his fingers through his graying hair and sighed, rolling his eyes and laughing.
"You're in for a hell of a night, son." He said to me, "Are you sure you can handle them all? They're in a frenzy. Likely to stomp over anyone to get to that guitarist or drummer, whichever one they like."
I laughed, shaking my head. "Yeah, but the band's decent, and I get to go for free. It won't be so bad once we're there."
"Okay, then, son. Have fun, and thanks again for going with them and letting them stay over. I'm glad they have a chaperone for this one."
I reached over to pat him on the back, saying, "Not a problem, Dad. See you later."
He nodded and walked out. I heard him say goodbye to Amber as he walked out. After tying my shoe laces, I walked out into my living room to see the group of them standing there, decked out for the show.
They went mostly quiet when they saw me, politely nodding and smiling, but it was Amber who broke the silence. "Uh, Dave, you're not going to wear that, are you?" I could feel all of their eyes looking me over and I looked down at my clothes.
"It's not that bad. This is what I wore today."
"Well, okay, but that's not concert clothes." The other girls nodded in approval.
One of her friends, a brunette with long legs named Jade, made eye contact with me that held my gaze for a while, then with half of a secretive grin said, "I think we can do better than that. Girls?" She walked down the hallway, past the spare room and toward my room. The other girls followed, with Amber pushing me along behind them.
When I got to my bedroom, two of the girls were rifling through my closet as the other two sat on my bed. Amber joined the two girls on the bed as Jade started holding up shirts in front of me, finally settling on a short-sleeved, black button-up shirt. The other girl grabbed a pair of dark denim jeans and handed those to Jade.
"Okay, strip." Jade said, the tone of her voice offering no room for objection and the shape of her mouth never straying from that little grin.
I paused for a moment and Jade arched an eyebrow that dared me to disagree, but I just sighed then pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped it on the ground, glad that I hadn't given up my workout routine. The girls on the bed giggled as I pulled on the black shirt and did up the buttons.
"The pants, too." Jade said, which elicited even more giggles from my audience. Sighing, I shrugged and undid the button and zipper on my pants while kicking out of my shoes. Jade never broke eye contact with me, her mouth in the grin that was starting to drive me crazy. I wanted to ask her what made her smile like that, wanted to make her tell me why her eyes were glued to mine.
Stepping out of my pants left me in only my black shirt and black boxer briefs in front of a room full of attractive girls, which was quite a thrill. I stuck out my hand to grab the jeans from Jade. She reached her hand out toward mine, extending the jeans to me but not letting them go as her eyes flickered briefly down to my crotch. I knew I was half-hard, but I couldn't do anything about it. The other girls seemed to not notice, though.
When she realized I saw her looking, she quickly handed me the jeans and looked away. I stepped into my jeans, zipping and buttoning them.
"Okay, girls, which shoes then? Since I'm apparently your Barbie doll."
"Well, technically you'd be Ken, but let's see what you have." Jade said as she looked into my closet. Bending over, she dug around in my pile of shoes and picked a black pair of shoes while giving me a great view of her full ass, the hem of her black skirt riding high. I grinned as she stood up to hand the shoes to me.
"Are you satisfied now?" I asked as I quickly put on the shoes then spread my arms and spun around, modeling their choice in my clothes.
Jade smiled and nodded, and the girls on the bed stood up and walked out my bedroom door and back toward the front of the apartment. Jade was the last one out and as she walked by me, she ran her fingers lightly over my chest, her eyes never leaving mine. Fighting my instinct to throw her on my bed and ravage her, I gathered my wits and followed her down the hall and out the front door.
After locking the door, I made my way to my car and climbed in the driver seat. Adjusting my rear-view mirror, I could see 4 of the girls crammed in the back, their laughter and constant talking running together until their words were indistinct. I chuckled to myself and started the car.
Amber was sitting shotgun and playing with the radio, turning up the music loud and singing along. Jade's eyes in the rear-view mirror caught mine continuously, holding my gaze for long periods of time. Working at focusing my attention to the road, I eventually got us to the neighborhood of the venue, then realized I didn't know where to go.
I asked one of the girls for directions and got conflicting instructions from the jumble of girls in the back seat. Although slightly frustrating, we did eventually make it. I luckily stumbled upon some street parking just a block away from the venue, parked, and got out of the car.
Everyone but Jade got out on the side toward the curb, but Jade got out on my side, closing her door and leaning against it. I could feel her intense gaze on me. She ran her hand down my arm and I stopped for a second to run my fingers through her hair.
She whispered, "Come on," to me and grabbed me by the hand, leading me around the car and to the waiting girls. She dropped my hand before any of them noticed, joining the group and picking up on the conversation as if she had been there the whole time.
We walked up the street and into the venue, waiting in line to hand them our tickets then finding our way through the crowd of people to the doors. Jade once again grabbed my hand as we wove between the groups of people, guiding me behind her. She glanced back every once in a while to smile that wicked smile at me, and I gladly followed her, afforded the opportunity to appreciate her beautiful ass as she walked.
Her short skirt clung to her hips and only fell halfway down her smooth thighs, leaving her slim, naturally tanned legs bare beneath them and her calves shapely above black heels. Her deep green shirt perfectly matched the color of her eyes and accentuated the curve of her waist perfectly. The neckline dipped dangerously low, displaying the round tops of her perfect breasts which were supported, no doubt, by a push-up bra that put them on display.
It was a small venue so all of the tickets were general admission, which meant that we didn't need to find assigned seats. This also meant that we could loiter in our group of six without worry of getting in trouble, and because of the crowd, that we were pushed close together.
Jade was standing closely at my side, her body pushed slightly against mine in a way that distracted me from any conversation. I put my hand possessively on the small of her back as I saw guys admiring her choice of clothes. They could ogle any of the other girls who chose to display themselves, but I felt the need to claim Jade.
The opening band started and the Amber and the other girls excitedly squealed and turned to face the stage. I stood behind the row of girls, listening to the music and bobbing along to it. The girls were dancing together and talking loudly in each other's ears.
I felt fingers on my arm and glanced over to find that Jade had made her way beside me. She danced next to me, her body at an angle next to mine. Her hips were erotically swinging to the beat of the music and her pelvis lightly brushed my hip. She brought her arm up and over my neck as I turned to face her, dancing along to the beat she set with her body.