All characters are voting age products of the authors' imaginations.
Many thanks to Candace for editing this.
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"I am so excited I am almost there, seven more days to go..." Britney showed her excitement.
She was right, seven more days to go. The entire family was in distress running around like chickens with their heads cut off making last minute arraignments for my almost twenty year old sister's wedding. So was Britney. When she was a high school senior, she found a part-time job at a dentist office and right after her graduation, she was offered a full-time job in their front office. She met her fiancé Karl, who had just gotten his dental license to practice dentistry there. When she announced a couple of months ago that she and Karl had decided to tie the knot, it surprised us all. But young Britney had caught a big fish, although he was nearly eight years senior to her.
"And I'm still feeling a bit overwhelmed though..." she said after a pause.
"You and everyone else. I will be happy once this is all over." I expressed joy.
"No kidding... At least I don't have to think too much about anything tonight. I am just going to kick back and enjoy." I assumed that Britney was referring to her bachelorette party at one of her friend's place tonight, the same night that Karl's friends planned a bachelor party for him across town.
"Oh yeah... your bachelorette party is tonight ha?"
"Yap! Remember to pick me up when I call you from Jenny's place." Britney chuckled and walked away.
Ever since I can remember, Britney and I have had as good of a relationship that siblings could have. After we reached puberty, our relationship got better. I found her to be a great resource when it came to girls because she took the time to answer odd questions that I had about girls in general. Actually, I often looked to mate than date. Britney was never that drop dead gorgeous girl, but I would say she was pretty. She was good looking in her own rights. She was witty, outgoing and intelligent. To compliment her personality, she possessed very pleasant facial features, long neck, good size perky breasts and round buttocks that seemed very firm.
Britney mentioned the party a few weeks back and asked if I could drop her off and pick her up since she thought she was going to do some heavy drinking with the girls. Since I didn't have a girlfriend at the time or other plans, I gladly volunteered to be her chauffeur.
After dinner, she showered and changed into a button up maroon blouse, tight black skirt that hung just above the knees, long silk nylon pantyhos and a nice pair of dress shoes and appeared in the living room for me to give her a ride, in her own car.
"You look very sexy tonight!" I complimented, as I walked to the car behind her, gazing at her round buttocks that swayed with each step that she took. "So, what's the plan for tonight?" I asked wondering.
"Don't know..." she smiled. "Jenny's parents are out of town and I think a bunch of us are getting together at her place for cocktails and stuff."
We chit chatted all the way to Jenny's place, just some small talk. When I dropped her off, she reminded me to pick her up close to midnight once again.
"Be here at 12 or I'll call you if I am ready to leave earlier."
Not wanting to drive all the way home just to return after four hours or so, I went to visit a buddy of mine just to kill time. While there, I limited myself to two beers, and hung out with him just listening to music and chatting. Then returned to Jenny's place just after midnight to pick up Britney. When I pulled into Jenny's driveway, I heard the music still being played and many more cars than I noticed in the area when I came before to drop off my sister. I picked up my cell, called Britney to let her know that I was waiting outside for her.
"Oh FUCK is it already midnight... I'll be right out... Hey, you want a drink? Jenny has some hard stuff here if you want some." The way Britney mumbled over the music, I didn't have to be told that she was drunk. Rightfully so. It was her bachelorette party.
"Sure, why not? Bring me something to go." I said laughing. It took several minutes before the front door opened and several girls came out behind Britney. After another couple of minutes of hugs, goodbyes, my sister walked very carefully towards the car, trying her best not to fall. I immediately spotted that she was carrying her shoes along with her purse and she no longer had her black nylon pantyhose on that she wore when she left home.
"Thank you... Hope you didn't have to wait too long." She stuttered getting herself into the passenger seat. Meanwhile, Jenny brought a plastic cup full of some had liquor and handed it me from the driver's side window and I quickly placed it in the cup holders.
"No. Only a few minutes. No worries." I said, glancing at my sister struggling with the seat belt. Then I realized quickly that not only she didn't have on her nylon pantyhose or shoes, one of the buttons on her blouse was in the wrong buttonhole, causing her blouse to shift.
"Hope you guys had a good time." I smirked wondering what the heck a bunch of girls did after drinks to unbutton her blouse and remove her nylon pantyhose.
"Gosh... you wouldn't believe it!" Britney giggled somewhat uncontrollably "Do you want to know about it?" She stuttered as I pulled out of the driveway.
"Sure, tell me. Did you guys have a cat fight or something?" I asked, looking at her blouse and bare legs under the skirt.
"Why? No. We had fun. It was awesome..." She giggled more. "Hey! You can't drink that stuff while driving. Do you want to pull over somewhere to drink or should I toss it out before spilling liquor inside my car?" The freeway was still about a mile away and at my age, alcohol was so sacred I wanted no drop ever going to waste. Seeing a small neighborhood park just ahead of me, I pulled into it quickly. Then found a spot near a lamppost to park, not wanting to be obvious if a cop happened to drive by. Britney first took a sip of the drink and then handed it over to me.
"You better tidy up a little before we go home. Your blouse buttons are in the wrong holes." I smirked, taking the cup from her.
"Oh... FUCK!" She said, then unbuttoned the first few buttons in order for her to button up her blouse properly. That's when I noticed that she had no bra on under the blouse. She must have worn a bra when she left home for sure, otherwise, I would have surely noticed her breasts under the almost transparent top.
"You took your bra off? What did you girls do?" I smirked.
"Not girls... I let him play with my tits." She said as her fingers stumbled to find buttonholes.
