"...a dress?" I said finishing the sentence.I heard the heels clicking on the floor as I minced across the kitchentowards the basement door and my apa...tment. "I...I'll just go down andget changed. I can be out by late tomorrow. Sorry," I said quietlyunder my breath as I looked to the floor, my embarrassment plain to see. My mind was still reeling as I moved to the basement door. Ted was stilltrying to figure out his thoughts but suddenly he beat me to the punch.In ons swift move he quickly. He gives me a small smile, ruffling my hair like used to do when we were kids. He may have been three years older than me, but that didn’t mean he’s mature. He still acted like a vibrant sixteen year old boy he once was in highschool. He actually looked better than he did in highschool, to be fair in highschool my brother was mostly the dorky one. He skipped grades, read in the library during lunch, was always in those braniac things the school had, and the worst of all the way he dressed and. I slowly slid my hand to her ass, taking one of her soft cheeks into my hand, and massaging it gently. We continued making out for a little while before I took her vest top off, revealing a black lacy bra. Her luscious breasts were now on display. I reached behind her, unclasping her bra. She breathed into my mouth as I slid the bra off her shoulders, revealing her beautiful boobs. I took them into my hands, rolling her nipples between my fingers. I kissed her neck while her breathing started. We did it a half dozen more times and I kept a lid on it when I saw her getting poked in the leg with hard cocks and when she was occasionally kissed and then I got a blow job on the way home and the hottest sex imaginable when we got home.Next she wanted to act like a hooker on a street corner, but that didn't turn out too well. It was a kick the first five times. A guy would pull his car over to the curb and she would lead the guy on until finally she would say:"How do I know you aren't a.