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The Plan - 7
by Dream Weaver (elle.eff1981@gmail.com)
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Cole has seriously fallen for his step-sister, Megan.
She surprised him before, but will his plan work as
well? (mf-teens, youths, inc, rom)
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Chapter 7: The Proposal
This past year was a positive whirlwind of emotions. It
took Sally and Tina some time before they felt
comfortable announcing their relationship, but since
they unbelievably became an official couple they really
started opening up to us about it. It's as if they felt
like there was nothing left to be embarrassed about.
They knew all of each other's secrets and had accepted
one another for what they were, not what they wanted
each other to be. I think everyone should be so lucky
as to have a relationship like that.
Penny on the other hand was not so lucky. Not long
after her sister found her true soul mate, she caught
Eddie in bed with a slut from the Pep Squad. Sally told
us that they fought about it for hours and in the end
Penny was alone. She'd been trying to go out with guys
from school ever since, but the only ones who wanted to
date her were the ones who just used her and threw her
away like a soiled tissue.
About two months ago Tina set her up with Jack. He
seems to really care about her and things have been
somewhat better. However, Jack told Cole that she
sometimes wants nothing but sex and he really wants to
actually go OUT on a date with her, not that he's
complaining. She still hasn't let him meet her family
yet.
Cole and I have been trying to put on a normal face in
front of the world, but people are starting to get
suspicious that neither of us has had a significant
other in almost a year. We spent every second that we
were alone becoming a full-fledged couple. If I was
sick he'd bring me home some Chicken Soup. If I was
injured he'd take me to the hospital and sit with me
all night if necessary. Our relationship has been
getting closer and closer and now he doesn't care what
people think about it. He's even stopped fooling around
and has been taking me out on actual dates!
Neither of us was brave enough to tell our parents what
was going on yet. We'd been sleeping together almost
every night but had been careful not to get caught.
We'd been lucky, but how long could that luck last? The
only problem was that over the last week he's been a
little distant and this morning he said we needed to
talk about something. He refused to tell me what it was
and only said to go have fun with the girls, but to be
back at 6 pm sharp. Our parents had tickets to the
Opera that night and we'd be alone.
"He could be trying to tell you that he wants to break
up with you," Penny said stuffing her face with greasy
fries from the mall's under-equipped food court.
I think she's gained about 15 pounds in the last 11
months but none of us wanted to say anything. She's
been so fragile that no one wanted to risk breaking
her.
"Maybe," Sally said, eying the fries with distaste. She
had been on a bit of a health food craze and Tina's
been only too happy to cook for her. She said that it
makes her feel like a real woman to cook for the girl
that she loves. "Or maybe he wants to take their
relationship to the next level." Tina nodded at this.
"Yeah, maybe he just wants to take the relationship out
of the closet before College starts next year."
"Oh, come on." Penny retorted. She's been getting more
and more negative lately and I was honestly starting to
get tired of it. "All men want is a good fuck, then
they leave and brag to all their friends about it.
They're all the same."
Tears started welling up in her eyes and she wiped at
them violently before burying herself in her fries
again.
"Really," I said, irritated at her newfound attitude.
"And what about Jack? He's stuck with you for the last
few months and all you have to say is that all men are
the same? Give me a break. How is he the same as those
other losers you've dated, if you can really call it
'dating'?" I knew I'd gone too far as she stood up in a
rage.
"How can you say that?!?" She yelled at me at the top
of her lungs as people all over started staring. "Sure,
YOU'RE happy, you've got COLE to ogle all day! I've got
JACK, and let's face it, he's more of a woman then I
EVER was! You keep rubbing him in my face and I can't
STAND it anymore!"
She threw down what was left of her fries right in
front of me spilling them everywhere and continued,
outright screaming now. "FUCK YOU! FUCK COLE! FUCK
EVERYONE! GOD DAMN HYPOCRITES! YOU'RE SO HAPPY WITH
HIM, WHY DON'T YOU TELL YOUR FUCKING PARENTS ABOUT IT
AND LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE?"
And with that she stormed off to the lady's room
leaving us all stunned in her wake.
"I should..." Sally muttered getting up and Tina
nodded.
As my shock wore off I started shaking. Tina came over
to me and pulled my head to her chest. She rubbed my
hair as I started to cry, not so much for what she had
said. She was right. Cole and I SHOULD tell them. No, I
was crying because I had obviously hurt her. I had been
so careful for 11 months and it all came tumbling down
with a word. How could I call myself her friend and
still do that to her? I stayed like that for a while,
sobbing my frustration at the situation into Tina's
arms until I heard a cough behind me. I looked up and
the twins were standing there, Penny looking downright
ashamed.
"I'm sorry, Megan," she started, but I cut her off.
"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, it's just
that you've had us worried about you for so long."
She started to say something but I kept going. I needed
to say this and she needed to hear it.
"You go so well with Jack and you don't have to go any
farther to find someone who loves you with all of his
heart. You just need to let him treat you to diner and
a movie once in a while and he'll be happy. Cole told
me he really wants to get to know the real you, and you
know that this mess you've become isn't it. And you
should know, I'm only telling you this because I can't
stand to see you hurting yourself like this."
Penny threw her arms around me and sobbed into my
shoulder. I just let her cry, holding her as if she
would collapse if I let go, which she probably would
have. She stepped back and looked at me, noticing the
large grease-stain she had made on my shirt.
"Sorry about that," she laughed. She looked at her
watch. "Megan, it's 5:30 already. You need to go and
clean up before your big night. No matter what happens,
you'll handle it better if you look drop-dead
gorgeous." And with that I grabbed the discarded fries
and threw them in the garbage.
"No more of this!" I said sternly, "You have no need to
punish yourself any longer."
Penny laughed again and we hugged one more time before
we walked back to my place. The girls hugged their
goodbyes and I went inside.
Cole came to meet me at the door.
"You're back early," he said nervously, his face
lighting up at the sight of me. He looked down at my
shirt. "What happened to you?"
"Not much," I replied, trying to look past his massive
shoulders to the kitchen behind him where he had just
come from. "Penny and I had a little talk." I shrugged.
"A shouting match, more like. I think she'll be a bit
better now though. I'm going to go get cleaned and
dressed and I'll be down here for our little 'talk'."
I hoped that he didn't hear the worry in my voice as I
bounded up the stairs to the shower. As I got undressed
I went over our relationship in my head. Sure, we had a
lot of sex over the past year, but there was more to it
then that. All the movies he took me to, all our walks
through the park, and lately he'd started showing me
affection just about everywhere.
I realized I was just being stupid and that he'd just
wanted to talk about the same thing I did, telling our
parents. I rinsed off and dried myself before crossing
to my bedroom where I saw a sight I'll never forget as
long as I live. There, on my bed, was a beautiful
black, floor-length dress. I knew it wasn't my mother's
and it certainly wasn't mine. What did it mean?
I slipped on the matching black bra and panties laid
out for me. When I tried to squeeze on the dress, which
at first glance seemed too small for me, I found it fit
perfectly. It even held in the slight bulges on my
belly and ass that I'm always complaining about. I took
a few minutes to do my makeup and hair nicely to go
with the dress and then headed down stairs. I walked
into the kitchen, planning to surprise Cole with my
ravishing looks, but instead I was the one surprised.
"6pm sharp," he smiled. My eyes traveled over his form
and took in what I was seeing.
Cole was dressed in a nice suit with an apron over it
and he was smiling from ear to ear.
"I see you found the dress I got for you," he said, his
eyes traveling over my body as if trying to memorize it
just like this. "Take a seat," he said gesturing over
to the table.
I had to do a double-take as it was completely made up.
He had taken out the silk tablecloth we usually only
use for holiday dinners and the gold candlesticks were
lit. The table was beautifully set for a meal for two
and he was using the good china. I briefly wondered
what the occasion was when he came over with the first
plate, a simple salad that looked very fancy, as if he
were sculpting the vegetables all day.
He kissed me on my ear and whispered "Happy
Anniversary, Angel." My whole body seemed to melt. In
that moment I couldn't remember what I had been so
worried about.
He took off his apron and sat down across from me. I
was still a little shocked as I stared into his eyes
and we talked and ate our meal. I didn't even know that
Cole could cook and he looked so good... I told him
about what had happened at the mall and he was, as
usual, very understanding.
"You're a really good friend, you know," he said with a
smile.
He had prepared much more than just a salad though. He
had also made the perfect steak with a light mushroom
sauce and he had even baked a cake for desert. As we
spoke about relatively small things I noticed he was
still a little nervous as he kept looking over at the
clock.
At precisely 7pm a horn blared from outside. I giggled
as the, until-now suave, man tripped over himself. He
grabbed a black silk scarf and draped it over my
shoulders before he grabbed his jacket and held the
door for me.
My breath caught in my throat as there was a Limousine
waiting for us out front. The driver held the door for
us and we got in. I was a little suspicious as Cole
asked him to take us to the Mayside. I'd never been
there before as it's one of those places where you pay
a fortune for dinner and dancing. I smiled, realizing
that we already ate. I could tell Cole really wanted to
make tonight special and it was working. I leaned into
him and smiled, inhaling the scent of the cologne I
bought him for his birthday.
I tried desperately to get him to tell me what was
going on, but he flat out refused to share. So I just
listened to his heart beating in his chest. I closed my
eyes and pictured our future together. I smiled
vaguely.
All too soon we arrived and I sighed as I looked up
into his eyes, his face smiling down on me as we exited
the car. He patted his pocket as if to make sure he
hadn't forgotten something and thanked the driver
before we headed inside.
It was a beautiful place. The carpet and walls were
royal blue with Bronze and cherry highlights, the kind
you'd expect would be horribly gaudy in sunlight, but
with the tinted windows and the dimmed lighting it look
almost magical. Cole said something to the Maitre D'
and took my hand. He led me to the dance floor and held
me close as we waltzed around the crowded room.
It felt like the world had stopped, us the only two in
existence. I don't remember how long we danced, but I
was disappointed when the music came to a stop. I
didn't want to disengage from his embrace. When the
band didn't start up again people started mumbling,
wondering what was going on. I looked at Cole
perplexed, he just smiled.
"Megan," he said as I felt like a spotlight had been
aimed at the two of us. My palms went sweaty and my
mouth went dry. "I know it's only been a year since we
started going out, but I've known for a long time that
you're the only one I want to be with."
My heart was beating so heard I thought it would pop
out of my chest. "I feel empty when you're not around.
I know things won't be easy for us, but I know we can
handle it as long as we're together." He looked deep
into my eyes.
I held my breath. I knew exactly what he was going to
say. It was both scary and exciting at the same time.
He went down on one knee and pulled a purple velvet box
out of his pocket.
"Megan, My Love, My Life." I was hyperventilating now.
I wasn't sure if I even wanted him to say what he was
about to say, but there was no stopping him.
I had considered this very thing and had decided that I
couldn't as long as our parents didn't know. However,
at the same time, I knew that I wanted this more than
anything and I was sure that the two emotions were
warring on my face.
"Will you do me the honor of giving me your hand in
marriage?" He said smoothly, his handsome face taut
with anticipation.
Time seemed to stop. The immense room was silent as
everyone held their breath, waiting for my answer. My
pulse rang in my ears as my heart raced. I searched his
eyes for some sign that he was kidding. I thought as
hard as I could. Was this what I really wanted? Could I
really spend the rest of my life with this sweet man? I
looked at him and gave him the only answer I could and
as I did my voice didn't raise above a whisper.
"Yes." I said simply, catching my breath only to have
it kissed out of me again as he wrapped me in his
strong embrace.
He put the ring on my finger and I got my first look at
it. It was a Diamond Solitaire, cut in a heart shape
and about twice as wide as the white gold band it was
attached to. It so perfectly symbolized our
relationship that a felt a single tear squeeze from the
corner of my eye.
My heart leapt as I realized what he meant to me. At
first I had just been having fun. It gave me a thrill
to turn him on. As time went by, however, I realized
with no small amount of surprise, that I grew to be
excited by him more then sexually. I couldn't wait to
just see him at the end of the day. If he was late I'd
get worried, only to get inexplicably happy when he'd
get home.
The rest of the night passed in a haze until we got
home. I wanted to make love in the limo, but we really
didn't have the time. We pulled up and got out of the
car. As I moved forward I bumped into Cole's broad
back, he was frozen solid. I glanced around him to see
why he had stopped. Mom and Dad's car was in the
driveway. I knew they'd be waiting up for us and I
wondered what they'd say.
"This is it," Cole said, voice full of apprehension.
"It's now or never." The fuzzy feeling went away
replaced by a cold dread in the pit of my stomach and I
knew I'd fight for us if need be.
We entered our own home tentatively, as if we might be
attacked form anywhere. I saw the kitchen light on and
heard laughter and the clinking of dishes. I walked up
to the doorway and looked in. Mom and Dad were sitting
right where we were earlier, eating the now wilted
salad that was left over. The laughter stopped as Dad
saw me. His face turned serious.
"Where have you been, young lady?" he asked with a hard
tone in his voice. As Mom looked around I hid my left
hand behind my back, not sure how they'd react to this
'young lady' being a grown-up woman.
"Out," I answered, bristling slightly at his question.
Dad glanced at my dress and raised an eyebrow.
"Out? With who?" he asked suspiciously. I could see Mom
shrink back in her chair, afraid of his temper. I felt
Cole's hand press lightly against my back as if to say
he would support me no matter what I decided to say.
"I was with Cole if you must know." I'd be the first to
admit that I was being shorter with him than necessary,
but I was feeling like he was attacking my character.
"Really, now?" He smiled as if he had caught me in a
lie and was just squirming to expose me in front of my
Mother. "I was just on the phone with one of my
business partners and you'll never guess what he told
me. He said he'd seen Cole at the Mayside. He also said
he saw him proposing to his girlfriend. I suppose she
didn't mind you being there?"
Mom looked shocked now. "Why didn't you tell me this?"
She asked Dad annoyed. "Kids? What's going on here?"
She glared at Cole and I.
"Actually," Cole stepped in front of me as if to
protect me. "My 'girlfriend' was happy for Megan to be
there. In fact, I couldn't have proposed without her,
considering, Dad!" He said sarcastically.
Cole grabbed my hand and brought it gently into view.
Mom gasped at the sight of the ring on my finger. Dad
just looked like he had swallowed something bitter. "So
lay off!" Cole added menacingly.
"Lay off?" Dad was getting angry. "Lay off? Where do
you get off telling ME to lay off? This is my house and
these are my rules! You don't like it? You can get the
fuck out!" He tried to reach past Cole to grab my arm.
"You will not be taking Megan with you! Of all the sick
and twisted things I've heard..."
Cole grabbed his Dad's arm and squeezed.
"I said lay off, Dad," Cole's voice was low and
dangerous. "Megan, go pack some things. We're leaving."
This confused me, but I couldn't stand to be around Dad
anymore.
"Are you sure?" I lifted my hand to Cole's shoulder but
he didn't budge.
"Please! Sweetie?" Cole sounded desperate now.
Despite everything going on, the fact that he called me
Sweetie in front of our parents gave me the strength I
needed. I went upstairs and began unceremoniously
dumping things from both of our rooms into duffel bags.
I heard soft footsteps behind me as I was cleaning out
Cole's sock drawer. I didn't turn around.
"Here, let me help you." It was my Mom, surprising me
with her gentleness.
I turned around and looked at her face. It was streaked
with tears. "I'm sorry, sweetheart," she said. "Things
have been off between Cole's father and I for a long
time, but when he reached for you I froze. I think it's
best for you to go with Cole, for a few days at least.
I saw the apartment he rented yesterday. It's nice, but
a little large for a bachelor. I guess he expects his
'fiancé' to spend a lot of time there."
She looked at me and smirked, but I just looked at the
floor. I was still embarrassed for my Mom to see me as
a grown up. My gaze traveled to my left hand and I
smiled secretly. Mom's eyes followed mine and she
nodded.
"Just make sure he carries you over the threshold
tonight, sweetheart." She grabbed my hand gently and
held it for a moment before shoving more of Cole's
cloths into the bag.
We finished packing his drawers in silence, working
well in tandem before she grabbed the luggage, dragging
it down to the Ford Taurus. We put our bags in the
trunk and went back inside.
Cole was still in the kitchen; his father was sitting
down at the table. The jerk cradled his arm; a nasty
welt was rising where Cole had grabbed it earlier.
"Go," he said. He was a defeated man. "Just... Go, but
don't think you're coming back!"
Cole came toward me and put his arm around me. I looked
into his eyes. He had obviously regretted what he had
done, but his jaw was set in determination. I knew in
that moment that he would sacrifice everything for me,
and it both scared and impressed me. We walked to the
car in silence and I hugged my mother closely before
getting in.
"Take good care of her for me, Cole," Mom said as she
hugged him. "I love her as much as you do." He looked
at me and I nodded.
"I will, Mom," he said, hugging her back before we got
into the car.
It wasn't a long drive to the apartment building, maybe
15 minutes, but it felt like forever. He loosened up as
we drove, I don't know if it was the prospect of being
alone with me or just of me being safe, but by the time
we got there he was smiling. He parked outside and got
out, opening the door for me. He grabbed both bags and
handed me a set of keys.
"They're yours," he explained. "I'm sorry to surprise
you with this, but I've wanted to move out for a wile
now. Considering that I'll be in College next month, I
thought it would be the perfect time. It's not too far
from school for you either, so you don't have to worry.
I thought you might be spending some time here, so I
had them make a second set of keys so you could just
come over whenever you want. Good thing I did." He
laughed nervously.
I walked over to him and kissed him fully on the mouth.
"Thank you, Darling," I said, and I meant it. "You're
the sweetest guy in the world."
We stumbled into the old style elevator and Cole
pressed the tenth floor button.
"Right on the top?" I asked somewhat mysteriously.
"Nothing's too good for my fiancé," he said with a
grin.
He kissed me deeply as the doors slid open.
"Which one is it?" I asked excitedly.
"That one." Cole pointed to a blue door, about three
feet down the hall.
I dropped my bag and ran to the door. I wanted to be
the one to open it first. I slid the key into the lock
and pushed my way through. I practically tripped over
my skirt trying to find the light switch.
My hand made contact with it and suddenly the entire
place was lit up. It was a beautiful, charming little
place with hard wood floors. The gleaming kitchen was
right by the door. Behind the partition was a spacious
living room done in modern furniture. A new big screen
TV was visible across from the cushy looking sofa. As I
walked through the room I noticed that we had a great
view of the more affluent area of town from which we
had just come. I felt a little pang in my chest as I
realized that I could probably see our old house from
here.
I frowned slightly and cocked my head. Just then, Cole
came puffing through the front door, both duffel bags
in hand. I turned to look back at him; he was flushed
with effort, but smiling broadly.
"What do you think sweetheart?" He said breathlessly.
"I love it, but how did you afford all this?" I asked,
gesturing to the room in general.
"Don't you worry about that love," he said gently as he
approached me. "Grandma left me quite well prepared
when she died and I got a Job in the evenings. I just
want to take care of you."
Overwhelmed with love for him in that moment I bounded
toward him and jumped into his arms, wrapping my legs
around his waist. I kissed him gently on the forehead,
nose, then lips. I ran my fingers through his thick
brown hair.
"I love you," I said through our kisses.
"I love you more," he said as he began to kiss me more
deeply. "But you haven't seen the whole place," he said
naughtily.
"Oh really?" I sighed lustily. "What's left?"
"The bedroom," he said as he began to carry me toward
the right side of the apartment.
He lay me down on the soft king sized mattress before
moving toward the lamp on the bedside table. I smiled
up at him willingly as he flipped on the light and
began to disrobe. I'd seen him unclothed so many times,
but somehow this time was different. I was looking at a
man, not just Cole my sexy older stepbrother. I was
lovingly taking in the body of the one that I was going
to marry. My heart pounded faster.
He lay down beside me and began to gently and
sensuously undress me as well.
"I love your body," he moaned as he kissed my bare
neck, down to the cup of my bra, before removing it.
I sighed as he took my nipple in his mouth and began to
flick it with his tongue. This definitely felt
different. With the removal of the chances of getting
caught, as well as the taboo of our sibling
relationship, I felt so much freer to enjoy him and
decided to be quite vocal about it. I began to moan
loudly.
Once my panties were removed he moved back up my body
and kissed me again. I could feel the delicious heat of
his masculine form pressing against mine. I could feel
the stiffness of his hard on pressing against my inner
thigh. I grabbed his rounded backside and thrust it
toward my opening.
As he entered me I felt electric shocks spread up my
spine and explode in my brain. I cried out in pleasure
as we made love for the first time with absolutely no
barriers between us. We both moaned loudly as we
shuddered with climax.
That first night, sleeping naked with Cole, in OUR bed,
was unbelievable. We didn't have to lock the door or
hastily get dressed and sneak out in the morning. I
knew for sure that I had made the right decision.
Continued in part 8...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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