The “Sisters Game” – Part 2

I slowly closed the door at Cindy’s house and walked back to my dad’s car, exhausted. I had a great time with Cindy, but my thoughts were focused on Andrea. I held a small square photograph in my hand that was my ticket into Andrea’s pants. I fought the urge to drive over to Andrea’s house with the picture as I knew I would be too tired to really enjoy the experience. I had waited this long, I could wait a little longer.

I called Andrea up the next morning and asked her to meet me by the drama room before school as I had something very important to tell her. She asked me if everything was alright and without missing a beat I responded that everything was just fantastic. A short time later I found Andrea sitting on the bench by the drama room, waiting for me. I sat down next to Andrea and took a long breath. Now is not the time to be nervous and wuss out I told myself. I looked over to Andrea and was able to mutter “I did it”. “Did what?” she asked. I slowly reached into my pocket and pulled the picture of Cindy with my dick in her mouth and showed it to Andrea.

Andrea sat there for what seemed like an eternity just looking at the photograph. I could see her shoulders shake a little bit as she finally looked back at me. “I can’t believe that you actually did it.” she whispered. I suddenly realized that she was extremely nervous as well at that moment. “What will Brenda say when she finds out you fucked her sister?” Andrea asked with a look that stuck me like lightning. “I broke up with Brenda 2 nights ago. Things just were not working out between us.” I told her. Andrea then took a deep breath and said “I know I promised you, but I never thought you would actually do it. I have a boyfriend…it just wouldn’t be right.”. I was stuck into silence by her words. Andrea had never had a boy friend that she cared for enough that she wouldn’t cheat on, so I knew she must have cared for this one. I knew what I wanted, but I wanted Andrea to not have to regret something either. I valued our friendship more than that.

I told Andrea “Its ok. I understand. I don’t want you to do anything you wouldn’t want to do. Our bet will just have to remain a ‘Gentleman’s Bet’”. Andrea was almost crying when she uttered, “I don’t want this to ruin our friendship. I want you to know that I would honor our bet but…”. “You don’t have to honor it.” I said, “I will always be your friend.” Andrea gave me a big hug and cried on my shoulder and said “Thank you”.

Life continued as normal for the next several months. We were getting ready to graduate and Andrea was accepted into Stanford while I had decided to join the US Navy. Prom was just around the corner and I was going stag while Andrea was going with her boy friend. Three nights before the prom I got a call from a hysterical Andrea. “He dumped me, that fucker dumped me!” she cried. “Calm down, please calm down. What happened?” I asked. “That asshole Steve dumped me! He said that he found someone new. Some fucking cheerleader!” she replied. I asked if she wanted me to come over and she said “Yes” between whimpers.

I pulled up at Andrea’s house and there was Steve on the front porch yelling at Andrea. Steve was calling Andrea all sorts of names from “Slut” to “Whore”. As I approached Andrea saw me and Steve saw her look and turned around. “Oh, look. Its your best buddy! What the fuck are you doing here?” he asked. “Better question is why are you here? You broke up with her. Leave her alone.” I replied. Steve then started to get in my face and well, I just don’t like that. The next thing Steve knew was that he was on the ground. This guy had a glass jaw if I ever saw one. I told him to get lost and to not bother Andrea again. After a few more choice words Steve left, never to return to Andrea’s life.

I spent the next 3 hours taking with Andrea and helping her calm down. She had really loved Steve and was heart broken. I kept telling her that things would be ok and that she could and would do better. By the time I left I was able to pull a few laughs and a smile from Andrea. The next day at school Andrea approached me and asked “Do you have a date for Prom?”. I told her I was a stag and she asked if I would like to join her.