This is my first try at writing a story. The first chapter is more of a warm up, the fun will begin in chapter 2. I welcome any comments as they will help me write better in the future. As with all stories the characters are at least 18 if they are engaged in any adult activities.
I have not had much luck in finding an editor so if anyone wants to volunteer please let me know in the comment section. Without any further delay here is chapter 1
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Mike was laying on his bed having just fallen asleep when his travels into dreamland were interrupted by the sound of his cell phone ringing. He opened his eyes and glared at the phone lighting up the ceiling above him as it rang. He mulled the idea of just ignoring it and focus on sleeping. However, no one ever calls this late so he abandoned the idea and reached for the phone before the caller hung up.
Grabbing the phone off the bedside table he turned the device towards him to see the screen. The bright display caused him to squint his eyes to protect them from the glare. He saw the image of his little sister on the screen. She rarely calls him, she prefers texting everyone, he knew this had to be important. In a moment, so many different scenarios flashed through his mind. Quickly swiping the green circle, he answered the call.
"Hey Jess" he answered calling her by his pet name that annoys her. She would prefer he use her real name Jessica, although he never does. Wherever she was at there was extremely loud music and people in the background. He had to turn his volume down.
"You could use my real name one day." she responded.
"Good luck on that one. Now why are you calling me at..." he pulled his phone away to look at the time, "1 am" he finished.
"I need a favor, my favorite brother." something about her voice sounded different although Mike could not place it at the moment.
"I'm your only brother, so logically I'm your favorite and worst."
"Whatever Mr. technical. Are you busy?" she giggled in the phone.
"Just sleeping. So, what is the favor Jess"
"I need a ride. I'm at a party and things are getting out of control. There was already one fight. At this rate, it won't be long until the police show up. Please come get me." she added her whiny voice on the last part.
"Fine where are you at?" he was not looking forward to getting out of the comfortable bed but he did not want anything to happen to his sister either.
"I'll text you the address. I will see you soon. Please hurry." she said before hanging up. Seconds later his phone chirped the message notification.
Pulling the covers back Mike swung his legs over the edge of the bed while stretching once he was sitting. Standing up he made his way towards the bathroom walking across the room naked, his preferred sleeping attire. Stopping in front of the sink he washed his hands and splashed some water on his face. Drying his face and brown hair he checked his reflection in the mirror and made a mental note that he needed to get back to the gym. He was not overweight but his abs were hidden by a layer of fat from all the fast food he has been enjoying for the past year.
Finishing his business, he grabbed a pair of loose fitting gym shorts from the dresser and an old t-shirt. They were the easiest things to grab. Jess was lucky he loved her he thought. He looked at his bed, he forgot he was not alone and made sure his.... friend or is she a girlfriend Mike was unsure what the relationship status is.... Did not wake up during the exchange. The covers were pulled down exposing her bare chest. Even in the dim light coming from the bathroom he could still make out the red marks crossing her B cup tits and the black collar around her neck caused a stirring in his gym shorts. He walked over to pull the sheet up before he decided to climb back into the bed and use his pet again. She was out cold and did not stir as he covered her. He turned off the bathroom light before heading downstairs.
Hopping in his car he inserted the address she gave him into his GPS and started the car. The location was on the other side of town but with no traffic it should take no more than 15 minutes to drive there. He sent her a text to let her know to be ready for him.
He pulled up to the house in one of the nicer developments. He saw Jess standing by the mailbox. She was dressed totally different then she dresses at home. She was sporting a black mini skirt with matching boots that went to her mid-calf. Her top was a dark blue camisole that hugged her upper body tightly. Her brown hair was braided starting from her bangs and the braid wrapped around her head before continuing in a braided ponytail. She was a typical 18-year-old. Jessica went through a rebellious stage in middle school that resulted in her being held back to repeat the seventh grade. She learned that slacking off did not pay and since then she has maintained straight "A's" in school. Now in her senior year the rebellious stage was starting to surface once again. The outfit she chose looked good on her slender frame, but it was still more than their parents would allow her to get away with, that was for sure.
She waved her hands as he got close. The party was still going on; the music could be heard two houses away and there were kids everywhere. Mike was surprised the police have not been called yet even for a Saturday night it was late to be making all this noise. He wasn't even able to make a complete stop before she grabbed the handle and climbed in.
"Thanks Mike, let's get out of here." she said while grabbing the seat belt.
Mike pulled away from the curb before she finished buckling the belt. He could smell the odor of beer which would explain why she sounded different.
"So, I am taking you home, right?"
"Hell no. You know dad would kill me."
She did have a point their dad would flip his lid if she came home smelling like a brewery.
"Where to then? What were your plans for tonight?"
"Can I crash on your couch? The original plan was to stay the night with Stephanie, but she left with her boyfriend like an hour ago and won't answer my text." she answered as she slipped off her high heel boots and sat Indian style in the seat. "These damn boots are killing me."
"Well I guess you don't have any other option then" he turned the car around.
"Thank you my favorite brother!" she squealed.
Three police cars flew by them in the opposite direction heading towards the party neighborhood.
"I knew it was only a matter of time before they got called" Jessica said as she turned to look out the back window. "There was a second fight just before you pulled up. Apparently, a lot of shit got broken."
"Glad you are out of that mess. However, you need to be careful. Care to talk about when did you start drinking?"
"Don't judge me bro. I remember you sneaking in often when you were my age!" she smirked at him.
"Ok you got me there." they pulled up to his house a few minutes later.
His house was not huge but it was a decent size especially for a 24-year-old. In actuality he had stumbled across the deal as a foreclosure. He got it for cheap, all he had to do was a few renovations. Thanks to his grandparents for helping with the down payment and covering some of the renovation cost. Plus, he got the added bonus of spending time with his grandpa during construction. The location of the house is what he liked. It's on the outskirts of the city surrounded by farm fields. The fields around the house are his property. He was not the farming type so he leased the fields out to a farmer down the road. With his portion of the proceeds of the fields, he can almost cover the mortgage of the house. Jessica did not even bother to put her boots back on, instead she walked across the gravel driveway holding her boots. She quickly walked up the wooden porch steps and opened the door she knew was always unlocked. Once in the house she dropped her boots on the floor by the door and headed into the kitchen to grab a soda. Mike watched as she moved around like she was at home. She did not come over often but she did the same thing each time she was here.
"When did you get a pool?" she asked while looking out the back window
"About three months ago, I think" he replied while grabbing a drink for himself. "If you visited more often you would know things like this!" He added
"Awesome, I may have to come over more often this summer. Let these country boys see a city girl" she laughed at her joke.
"Don't scare the help away, sis"
"Very funny asshole!" she punched him in the arm. "Where am I sleeping?"
"I'll put you in the basement where all the other trolls go." He was rewarded with another punch as they made their way downstairs.
The basement was fully furnished and did not have the normal damp musty smell like others do. At the bottom of the stairs the hallway goes left or right. The left side is Mike's playroom as he calls it. The door is always locked until it is in use.
The right side is an entertainment room with a large flat screen TV on the wall and an extensive DVD collection. There was also a gaming system. The layout was simple with a black leather sectional taking up two walls and a glass coffee table. They each fell onto the couch Mike took the large section while Jessica took the smaller one. The sibling sat around for about an hour talking about things going on in their life. At some point Mike fell asleep and Jessica was right behind him.
Mike woke up a few hours later from being cold. Looking over towards his sister he saw that she had managed to take both blankets and claim them as her own. Mike shook his head a decided to go back to his bed. He quietly slipped up the stairs. As he opened the basement door he realized that he had slept in today as the morning sun hit his face. Looking at the clock in the kitchen he noticed that it was a little past 8:30. He started a pot of coffee and went to see if Abby was awake. Walking into his room he noticed that she was already gone. Sitting on the dresser was her black collar. Mike put the collar in the bedside table and headed back down stairs.
As he makes himself a cup of coffee he grabbed his phone and saw the message icon flashing. Clicking the button, he can see the message is from Abby. She was not happy that while she slept he had another girl come over. According to her "this bitch" does not even look legal. She told Mike not to bother contacting her. Closing the phone Mike put it back on the counter. Well he now has his answer to the relationship question.
Finishing his coffee Mike heads back downstairs to wake Jessica up. As he turned the corner he stopped dead in his tracks. Jessica had kicked the covers off and one leg was hanging off the side of the couch. Apparently, she had gotten comfortable before going to sleep. She took her skirt off and was wearing a pair of yellow thongs. Draped over the back of the couch was the matching bra. No wonder Abby thought something was going on. Mike walked over and threw the blanket over her so she would not be embarrassed when he woke her up. Once she was covered he woke her up and let her know coffee was ready. He let her do her morning routine as he went up to get a shower.
Fresh from the shower he grabbed his laptop and took a few minutes to check over his emails. There was nothing pressing going on and he was done moments later. Throwing some clothes on he went to join Jessica. As he came down the stairs he saw her dressed and rushing into the living room. By the time he got there she was slipping her boots on.
"Morning, sis"
"Oh, Hey," she jumped as he spoke as she did not see him come in. "I hate to do this but I need to go."
