My mother always told me I dressed like a man. I didn't but she was the overbearing type of mother that always lowers your self-esteem. Well I turned 18 a little while ago and am still in high school. I'm about 5'4'' and am slightly lighter than average weight. Normal all around otherwise. My name is Sophie and I have an older brother who just got engaged to this girl that I really don't like. She blonde hair just like me so my mother always says she's the better daughter. Today is their engagement party. I don't particularly want to go because its fancy and that means dresses and heels. The only exciting part is the super hot teacher from my school is going to be there because he was Josh's best teacher, so he invited him. Mr. Scion, weird name, like a car.
He was probably 31, but he had that rugged look, with the scruffy hair that got in his eyes sometimes, and a perpetual five o'clock shadow. He had penetrating green eyes and was strong. You could tell because his hands were calloused and big as well as his forearms.
Since my mother was yelling at me about not looking feminine I decided to go all out. I knew I could look better than the bride-to-be, and I really wanted to be noticed that night, considering when Mr. Scion was teaching his eyes got my panties wet. I pulled out all the stops. Perfectly curling my long blonde hair into loose ringlets that tumbled gracefully down my back. I had on smoky eyeshadow and was wearing mascara making my already long eyelashes look really long. I decided to wear a black dress that showed most of my back and some cleavage in a flattering way. It was tight all the way down to where it stopped, barely halfway down my thighs. I decided on black lace underwear, and no bra to encase my perky 34C breasts. I found the highest heels in my closet, black with silver studs in a line down the back. Looking in the mirror I decided I was sexy that night. Not average, or even hot, I was flat out stunning. Don't think I'm egotistical, but I knew it.
When I walked in the door to that damn party, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I looked around not even having to feign disinterest. I strutted over to my older brother Josh when I saw him with a smirk on my face.
"Nice party, where's Sarah- oh I see you! You blend in with your dress!" I said slightly sarcastically. Josh just looked at me and tried not to laugh for his own sake. I dropped a kiss on his cheek shot a look at Sarah and went to the bar to get a soda. Mr. Scion was already there, beer in hand.
I didn't even have to look over to know he was staring at me. As I walked away I tossed my hair over my shoulder and looked back at him shooting him a sultry grin. The party was dragging, so I decided to go outside for some air. I leaned against the wall breathing deeply. Mr. Scion came out of the door and walked straight at me. He didn't even speak as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in so he could fuck my mouth with his tongue. He pushed my legs apart so I was still standing but I was practically straddling him. I started to slightly grind against his cock, as I really wanted him. Let me pause for a second to say that yes, I was still a virgin, but a virgin who knows what she wants.
He pushed my dress up around my hips and grabbed my ass to pull me closer still. I broke the kiss to throw my head back and moan. I was so wet I was worried I'd leave a mark on his pants.
"You're going to go home with me." He muttered in a matter of fact way, and then he abruptly broke away and walked back inside, and looked back at me over his shoulder and smirked. I moaned pitifully, pulled my dress back down and forced myself to go inside to the bathroom to clean up. I looked in the mirror and saw my hair was messed up and my lips looked exceptionally red. I went into a stall and put my hands into my panties, feeling how soaked I was. I let out an exasperated breath and cleaned that up too. I hoped the party would be over soon.
