Carrie had never been to such a fancy dance before, and she was taken aback at the all the pageantry of the event. It was sort of absurd, really, but it was an awful lot of fun! Ever since Kim had shown her how to do her hair and makeup and introduced her to tricks on how to better dress, Carrie had really enjoyed glamming it up.
She liked that phrase. Kim had taught her that, too. And now Carrie very much enjoyed turning heads.
It was fun to wind Tommy up, too! On the way to the dance, Tommy and she had made out in the front seat of his car. God only knows what Kim and George had been up to in the backseat, but from the sounds of things, it was clear that both had enjoyed themselves. With Tommy's hands on her breasts, and his tongue in her mouth, and then his kisses down her neck and her ear, by the time they got to the dance Carrie was flushed with excitement.
The hall that the prom was held in was sort of nice, or it looked nice tonight because it was dark and the lights were dim, and the streamers and false walls made it look like a movie set. If you looked more carefully, the tables were a bit shabby under the tablecloths, the plates were plastic, but so what? It was really fun to be here. And Carrie was very much looking forward to whatever Kim had planned for after, too!
Kim looked fabulous, as usual, this time dancing with George. He was at least twice her size, but he was light on his feet and was a very good dancer. Carrie watched Kim laugh with delight as George led her on the dance floor, spinning her out and back into his arms, her beautiful black gown occasionally flaring up to truly scandalous heights.
Well, it would be scandalous for most of the other girls. Maybe not so scandalous anymore from Carrie's perspective, but for Kim? Hah!
The last time Carrie had seen Kim and George together, Kim had been on her knees with George's cock in her mouth while Billy and two other naked, horny guys impatiently waited to strip her naked and take their turns with her which they all did, while Tommy took Carrie's virginity in the next room. For Kim, showing a flash of thigh at a dance was downright demure.
As for herself, she certainly had not been demure with Tommy! That was a wonderful evening full of first times for her. Carrie glanced up at Tommy, who smiled at her and moved the hand which had been at her waist a hand span lower to the top of her ass. She smiled up at him and he moved his hand even lower. It was exciting to be not so surreptitiously fondled right out there on the dance floor. He was not yet grabbing her ass itself or too obviously copping a feel of her breasts in view of everyone, yet. But that might be fun too! She laughed out loud at the wild wicked naughtiness of it all, throwing her head back and demanding a kiss.
Carrie knew that she and Tommy drew the eye of everyone, male and female. Her blonde hair set off his brown, and his light blue bow tie perfectly matched her dress. Together they made the most handsome couple. She sighed as she saw one of the cheerleaders glide past on Billy's arm, her face a thundercloud. Billy looked amazing, and Carrie had caught him checking her out. His date, Jessica, had always been a bit of a snot but the glare she gave Carrie as the couples danced past one another was over the top. Carrie refused to let Jessica or the other cheerleaders bother her, and she snuggled up into Tommy's chest.
An hour or so later, the two couples collapsed into the cheap chairs at their table. The other people from the table were still dancing or were otherwise occupied elsewhere.
Kim sat next to Carrie; the boys were on either side.
"You looked great out there, Kimmie," Carrie said to her friend with a smile.
"Thank you, sweetie," Kim gave her a big grin. "This is fun, right?"
"You are a great dancer," George said to Carrie, cutting into the conversation, his eyes alight with excitement.
"How would you even know?" Kimmie asked him, exasperated. "You spent the entire time staring at her tits."
"What...?" George said, trying to defend himself. "She's got a great rack."
Carrie and Kim simultaneously gave George an open-mouthed stare. "That's so rude!" Carrie said, not so secretly pleased.
"George," Tommy said, smiling and laughing, "You are as subtle as a brick."
Kim rolled her eyes at Carrie and turned her back on her date. "You want to come with me? I've got to... you know."
"Sure," Carrie replied, giving Tommy her shawl. "Guard that for me, please."
"With my life," Tommy said with mock gravity, taking Carrie's hand in his and kissing it.
"Whatever," Carrie snorted.
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It was several hours into the dance, and the ladies' room was blessedly empty. The mad rush by all the girls to primp in the mirror at the start of the night had passed and the others were either out on the dance floor or already out on the town getting into who knows what kind of trouble.
Kim glanced over at Carrie, who now joined her at the mirror. Side by side, the girls each checked her hair and fixed her dress to her liking. Carrie pulled her dress down from her shoulders a bit and adjusted the neckline downward to better display her décolletage. Kim was pleased to see Carrie looking so bubbly and excited. It would make closing this deal that much easier.
"You like how Jessica and the other cheerleaders are so bitchy?" Kim said, checking and fixing her mascara.
"Not really," Carrie said, frowning, still playing with the front of her dress in the mirror. "Jessica looked so mean tonight. Why is that? I never did anything to her."
"No," Kim agreed, "But I have, to all the cheerleaders, and now they all think you did too."
"What? What did you do?" Carrie asked. She looked aghast, as though unable to imagine what Kim might have done but assuming the worst.
"What do you think?" Kim said, looking at Carrie with surprise. "I've been fucking their boyfriends for the past six months. None of the cheerleaders are too happy about me getting all the attention from the guys on the team, but that's not my problem."
"Ooooh, and because I have been spending time with Tommy." Kim snorted when Carrie said "spending time" and Carrie blushed. "... They think..."
"Yup!" Kim said happily. "They think that you have been fucking their guys too! And since you and Billy have been having this thing going on now for years, Jessica has a reason to be worried!"
From her expression, Kim could tell that Carrie found that she very much liked the fact that the cheerleaders were afraid that she, Carrie, could lure their boyfriends away. Carrie was not used to being that girl.
Carrie started to protest about Kim's comment about Billy, but Kim gave her a look, and she subsided.
