Sister's Shadow - A Sister Escapes
Jill had attended parties before. Parties that were just like this when she was in high school. At those parties, she'd always been wearing underwear and never with a skirt so short.
So when they walked in the door Jill was terrified. She wasn't the only one that was scared, so was her sister Dana, though she was a different sort of scared. These were the kids she went to school with that treated her like she wasn't there. Like some sort of outcast. Now that she was at one of their parties, she had no idea what to do.
However, as bad a Dana had it, Jill had it much worse. These was the sort of party she would have been invited to in school. She probably went to school with their brothers and sisters. And now they'd see her - like this. In these tight clothes and this short skirt and no underwear.
"Is that you Jill?" a girl asked. "My sister isn't here."
Oh God, it was Amy's sister Stephanie. Jill blushed in embarrassment.
"She's my date." Lisa said, putting an arm around the college junior and pulling her close. She rolled her eyes and gestured back with her chin. "And that is her sister who wanted to tag along. So you know how that goes."
"Your...date?" Stephanie ignored the comment about Dana. "I always sort of wondered about you the way you held on to Amy for longer than was ...necessary."
It was a barb. Lisa had always been more popular and now things were going to change, though college would be starting in a month, so Stephanie planned to take full advantage. She tried to think of witty things to say, but she was having a hard time of it. Jill was friends with her sister. The girl was a former cheerleader and a college junior and she was wearing the most daring outfit Stephanie had seen. The paid pleated mini was indecent by itself. However, the tight white shirt was what drew her eyes, the girl was clearly not wearing a bra. The pink of her areoles was clearly visible. Shit, she was staring. She couldn't help but stare. What was Lisa doing with a college junior anyway? A college junior who could easily have her pick of boys ...or girls.
"Come in," Stephanie said. God, she couldn't keep her eyes off Jill's breasts, didn't the girl know she was practically naked. And Lisa wasn't content to just hold hands with her girlfriend,it was obvious that she groping the girl's butt from behind. Poor Stephanie couldn't think of anything witty to say, so instead she said. "It's nice to see you Jill."
Jill felt hot and flush from her humiliation. Stephanie was sure to tell Courtenay all about what she was wearing and also about being on a date with Lisa. The precocious girl had a hand on her bottom palming her like she owned it. There was nothing to do but hold Lisa's hand to keep it occupied. Worse, Stephanie kept looking at her chest. Her unencumbered breasts jiggling must be obvious when she walked in the door. She looked in the hall mirror to check.
Oh Jesus.
She'd expected to see the small nubs of her nipples. After all, she wasn't wearing a bra. But she'd never expected to see the pink of her aureoles. Oh dear God, they could see everything.
A fresh blush flushed Jill's cheeks. She could feel her nipples grow hard and draw even more attention to her indecency. Dear God, her own body was betraying her.
"Can we go back to your house or our house?" Jill whispered to Lisa. "I'll do anything you want. I-I-I feel embarrassed looking like this."
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Lisa cooed, kissing her date on the neck. "You look sexy my little Jillie. Don't you want to be sexy for me?"
"Yes," Jill breathed."BUt..but...people are looking at me."
"Shhh.." Lisa said. "Now put your hands down. Are you ashamed to be with me? I guess you and your sister can go home if you want."
"No.." Jill shuddered as she thought of what her sister would do to her when they got home. The looks the slovenly girl cut at her since Lisa arrived were menacing and filled with hate. Jill put her hand down from where she was covering her breasts and steeled her nerves. She was on a date. That was all. She was on a date and looking pretty for her date. "I'm not ashamed of you. It's just - everyone is looking at me - like they are undressing me with their eyes."
"You can't blame them for that," Lisa said. "You are very sexy. Just be sure to stay close to me my little Jillie, and I won't let anyone bother you."
"Yes Miss Lisa," Jill whispered.
"Just plain Lisa when we are around my friends," Lisa said.
She is my date, Jill told herself. She is my date. She's going to keep me safe from these people that are staring at me. Most of all, she's going to keep me safe from my awful sister.
"Hold my beer and plate Jillie," Lisa said, handing the girl a plate and a beer.
Lisa took them, unaware that the girl had an ulterior motive. It soon became apparent, because Lisa appeared to have no desire for eating or drinking. Instead she seemed only to have eyes for Jill, her hand roaming all over the girl at will now that the college coed's hand were otherwise occupied.
It was so very difficult at first. with Lisa stroking her hair. Running a finger down her neck. Resting a palm on her bottom. Sometimes feeding her something off the plate by hand. Occasionally teasing her with it and making her work for it. Especially when the item was long and slender like a carrot stick. Gently pulling at the hem of her too short miniskirt. Each time, it was like her space was being invaded. Like she was being put on display like some sort of trophy. But after awhile, she began to grow used to those hands on her...it felt like she was being protected.
"There's that little shit Derek," Lisa said. "Quick, kiss me."
Jill didn't even have time to think, much less protest before arms pulled her in tight and her mouth was invaded by a forceful tongue. Helpless to do anything but stand there while she was kissed by another girl in public, doing her best to keep from dropping the plate of appetizers and bottle of beer.
The college coed was forced to admit that the girl was quite a kisser. She knew just the right combination of teasing and forcefulness. Jill's loins grew hot and the peanuts fell from her dangling plate as she kissed Lisa back. There was more, her bottom was being handled through the fabric of her short skirt. Her cheeks being grabbed possessively, spread slowly, the bunched back together again. She could feel moisture leak from her sex and drip down her thighs. With no panties, her obvious arousal was sure to be seen. Oh Jesus. Please stop. And then...Oh God. She felt Lisa's hands on her bare bottom.
That meant....that meant..
...that everyone could see her bare ass. Now everyone would know that she wasn't wearing panties.
"Please Miss Lisa," Jill whispered as she broke the kiss. "Someone might see...the oh God...the tattoo."
"It's covered by my hand sweet Jillie," Lisa said. "But be sure to hold very still or I won't be able to keep it covered. And we don't want that do we Jillie?"
Sure enough, one hand was protectively covering the tattoo. But the other? She felt precocious fingers slid up and down the lips of her slick sex. She prayed the gir's hand wasn't visible. She was so mortified she wanted to crawl under the couch.
"I'll do anything...just please...not here...not like this," Jill begged breathlessly.
"What I want you to do is to help me make Derek jealous," Lisa said. "That asshole broke up with me two months ago and if all you are going to do is stand there, then I'll have to do all the work myself."
Jill looked back at the stunned open mouth expression from the boy behind them. Well, if Lisa wanted him jealous, then the only way to stop having her body shown off like some kind of porn exhibit would be to go along with it.
