1. Asking Him


    Date: 10/2/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: kornslayer1, Source: LushStories

    I picked another one up and held it up to myself. "What do you think about this one?" "I like it, you'll be stunning in it," he replied, nodding and giving me two thumbs up. "Hey," I sighed, lowering it. "You said something like that about the last five dresses, Marco," I pointed out, strolling towards him. "What would you say if I held a burlap sack up to myself?" "Well, you are just ravishing, Sloan. Any dress would be perfect on you," he answered before he smooched my forehead. "I couldn't ask for a better step sister. I love you, but think you shopping for a dress is a little pointless." "It is for my senior prom though, I'll only wear it once. You know that, and your opinion just means everything to me," I made clear before I kissed his cheek. "I've never seen you just as my brunette older step brother, but my rock so to speak. I've always been able to count on you, and just value you more than I could possibly explain." "I understand, but the fact still remains, you'll be appealing in anything." "You are sweet, Marco," I branded him, looking up into his brown eyes. "That is why you'll answer 'Yes' to the following question: will you be my date? I don't have anyone else I can ask." He placed his right hand onto his face. "How am I supposed to deny you that?" he chuckled. "You can't, but it would just mean so much to me. I know you are already buying me a dress, but I think you'll do it for me, won't you?" He took in a deep breath. "You are lucky I love you." "Thank you ... so much," I said, hugging him. He hugged me back and we maintained our position in front of twenty witnesses for a moment. We let go of each other and I picked out a dress. The next weekend came and on the day of the prom, I stood in my room. I examined myself in my dress in the mirror. "Crap," I sighed, shaking a bit. "Did I pick the right one?" "I think the better question would be: is there a correct dress?" he pondered, walking into my room towards me. "Probably not," I answered, posing and not looking at him. He came up on my right side. "Well, I was right: you are stunning, even in that dress." "Thanks, smart ass," I mentioned before I glanced at him. "And you are quite handsome, Marco," I commended him, prior to turning to him. "You clean up nice: a six foot sweet dude with a medium build body in a monkey suit." "Thank you, Sloan. You are a delicious piece of candy too. A dark blue strapless dress is quite a sight on you. I think you should be a model." We smiled at each other for a moment in silence. 'My panties are soaked,' I thought. He took my hand and we walked out to his car. He drove us to my prom and was the perfect gentleman. He opened my door for me, held my hand and just treated me like a queen. After we ate, he sat down with me and my friends. I peeked at him. 'Wow, he is one in a million. Chad has been spouting off about college for twenty minutes now, and Marco is just sitting there trying to listen. He is enduring this bullshit just for me, he couldn't be ...
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