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Edited- Trying my best to fix grammatical errors.
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"Katie, what do you think?" I suddenly snapped out of my daydream and quickly came back to reality. My brother Brad was getting married the next month and was trying to get my opinion on something or the other but I just couldn't stop thinking about the previous night.
Before getting into that, let me introduce myself, my name is Katie, I'm 21 years old, I have long curly black hair and green eyes. I'm 5 ft 2 inches and 122 lbs, I'm slightly tanned thanks to sun bathing opportunities I've had recently. I'm pretty petite but I take pride in my curves, I've been blessed with beautiful 34 C round, perky tits and a nice ass.
Brad's my older brother, he's 26, tall at just about 5 ft 10 inch, short black hair and brown eyes. He's your typical big brother, annoying and over protective. We fought a lot growing up. Our dad died when I was 5 and I guess he thought he needed to be my protector, which caused a lot of arguments between us because he was just too overprotective. If he had his way, I'd be locked in a bubble for the rest of my life. Thank God for college!
I went away for college which he wasn't too happy about. At first I was a stick in the mud but as soon as it set in and I realized Brad was no longer there to control me, I let loose! Not too loose though, I still had my head about me most of the time. Just your average college girl, my friends and I would party every weekend and get drunk.
My first year of college was when I had my first kiss. That was also when I lost my virginity to my then long term boyfriend, Kyle. I must say I don't miss him at all but I did miss the amazing sex we used to have but I was still bitter over the way things ended. I had sex with 2 guys after him but none lived up to what I'd been used to with him.
Brad and his fiance had only been dating for one year before getting engaged. He had been a womanizer before he met Stephanie. He never dated, he just hooked up with every girl that looked in his direction so it was shocking when he announced his engagement. I had only met Steph once before so I couldn't form an opinion yet but my mom wasn't a big fan and that said a lot cause my mom loved everyone!
The best man wasn't a big fan of her either, my brother's best friend Tyler. They have been best friends since I was 6. Tyler had a pretty dysfunctional family and because of it he was always hanging out at our house. His dad was a drunk and would get physical with him when he would get angry. That was usually when he would come over no matter the time of night, my mom always made sure that he had a way to get in the house if he needed to. My mom treated him pretty much like her own son.
Tyler towered over me at 6 ft 4, 180 lbs, short blonde hair, the most beautiful icy blue eyes I get lost in and his body, oh my God, his toned, muscular, tanned body with perfect 6 pk and big muscular arms.
It certainly didn't help that he was a bit of a dirty, rough cut, bad boy. He worked at his uncle's bike shop and worked on cars on the side. He could get any girl he wanted and he knew it! He was so smooth with his word and he knew how to charm a girl. I've watched him over the years have girls just drool over him.
This included me too but I've never made that known. It wasn't till I was about 11 that I started having an innocent crush on him. It quickly turned to lustful thoughts as I started learning about sex and he started walking around the house shirtless and sweaty.
I knew nothing would ever come out of it so I never put much effort into hitting on him or letting it show. He would occasionally flirt with me but that was just the way he was with everyone, even my mom so I quickly learned that he meant absolutely nothing by it.
In fact, our relationship was pretty much just like the one I had with Brad. Tyler was so much more fun to annoying than it was with Brad because I always managed to get under Tyler's skin. Usually, it was me complaining and whining to him about everything he does. Not to mention the pranks we would play on each other.
I hadn't seen much of him since I left for college. I went to college 3 hrs away from home so I would rarely visit and since him and my brother moved out I never really saw them much. I never had a reason to come see him. Afterall, he was my brother's friend.
That weekend we were all getting together at Brads new house. He was having some sort of get together with all his and Steph's family because we all needed to get to know each other. I got there mid-day on Friday. Steph was driving her parents down from wherever they lived and everyone else was getting there later that evening.
I was looking forward to having lunch with Brad and catching up. I showed up at the address and rung the door bell, the door pulled open and to my surprise, there stood Tyler, not only was I surprised but I was also extremely happy to see him after so long!
Absolutely nothing changed about him but the length of his hair, it was longer now and pulled back in a ponytail and he had a day's worth of stubble on his face. He was wearing cargo shorts and his favorite band t-shirt. He looked incredibly sexy dressed that casually.
"Wow Katie, is that you?" I wore a pair of white shorts and a fitted long sleeve top that was low cut showing off my perfect tits. I noticed his eyes scanned my body before he swiftly leaned down to hug me, lifting me off the ground a little.
"You look so different from the last time I saw you, somebody grew up!" He picked up my bags and guided me into the house.
"You never come see me anymore, stranger!" He smiled. Oh, how I can melt in his smile and those beautiful blue eyes!
"If it makes you feel better, I don't visit anyone much," I replied, smiling back at him. I let my eyes wander around the house as I talk to him, amazed by how nice the inside is.
"But I'm you're most favorite person in the world though," he teased, giving me a look with those pretty eyes trying to guilt me. I scooted closer to him and wrapped one arm around his waist into a side hug, his eyes were my weakness!
"I'll try to visit you more if it makes you feel better," I paused for a second, "Where's my brother and why hasn't he come down to see me yet!" He put this arm around my shoulder.
"He went to get some last-minute errands done, looks like it's just you and me squirt," he walked me over to the couch, I sat as he jetted off to the kitchen to get us some drinks. I sat there, shaking my head, after all this time I couldn't believe he still made me melt the way he did.
We spent the next hour talking, catching up on what had been going on in our lives. I told him all about my classes and what I was trying to make of my life and he shared his plan on opening his own shop and filled me in on all the girls he'd been screwing. He also shared his opinion on Steph and it was not a nice one.
In walked Brad just as he started to ask me about dating. Now I didn't have to tell him about my relationships, he still thought I was the innocent virgin that I was when I left for college. Getting off the sofa, I ran over to Brad and hugged him tight as we greeted each other, it had been so long since I had seen him.
We had no time to talk as he was running around trying to get everything ready for the get together that night. He assigned a few tasks to Tyler then he grabbed me with him to go back out to get some more stuff done. We made the most of drive time in-between stops catching up. He couldn't stop talking about one of Steph's cousins who he though I should take the time to get to know.
"Was my brother trying to set me up with his fiance's cousin?" I asked myself. He must be losing his mind since the Brad I remembered would get angry just at the thought of a guy trying to talk to me.
Fast forward to the party. It was almost 6 pm and everyone was starting to arrive. I was in my assigned room getting ready, looking in the mirror, admiring how adorable I looked. I was wearing a short cocktail dress. It was a sleeveless black lace halter top with a solid black lining and the bottom of the dress was an A-line fit and flare style that stopped 2 inches above my knees. I completed the look with some adorable black 6 inch t-strap heels.
I was a tomboy and rarely got dressed up but when I did, I loved it! I wore slight makeup and my hair down, my curls fell into place perfectly at the sides of my face.
As I got ready to head downstairs, I heard a knock, "Wow!" was all that Tyler could say as he stood in the doorway stunned.