Ch. 1
Stacey flung Neil to the bed and pounced on him. Her lips met his in an instant and were soon traveling all over his body. He couldn't remember a time he'd been with such an enthusiastic girl, but then again he never really got with many girls. Stacey was taking off his shirt and licking his nipple. How had he gotten so lucky? Her lips kissed a trail down his chest, past his stomach to the top of his pants. She smiled coyly at him and said, "How about we do away with the jeans and have ourselves a party?" Neil was at a loss for words. "uh- um- yeah!" he sputtered. Damn. How had he managed to get such an amazing chick in his bed?
It had taken a lot of courage, actually. He knew Stacey through Scott and only as his off-limits kid sister. It wasn't until he'd walked into his film class at the beginning of the term that he even considered talking to her.
She was sitting in the back of the classroom by herself looking bored. He didn't have to think twice before pulling out the chair next to her and giving a smile. This was Scott's sister - she was harmless! The professor walked to the front of the classroom and began talking about the syllabus and films they'd be watching. Neil paid full attention until Stacey leaned over to whisper in his ear.
"So, it's Young Neil right? Wanna grab a coffee after class?"
"Yeah, sure." Now he had a friend to dick around in class with. That would be cool. Neil never realized Stacey's intentions.
When class ended he and Stacey left for Second Cup in his car. They talked about school and Sex Bob-ombs and general crap. "She seems cool," he thought. And he was hanging out with someone after class for a change, how often did that ever happen? Yeah, Stacey Pilgrim was alright. Kinda cute even, in an innocent sort of way.
Now he couldn't imagine ever calling her innocent, not with the way she pinned his arms over his head and nibbled his ear. She was damn sexy! She was straddling him and she sat up to pull off her shirt, revealing a pink push-up bra. After he unclasped the bra Neil could tell that she didn't need it. Her plunging cleavage and perky breasts were perfect. As he grabbed at them he wondered how he had ever wound up with her as his girlfriend?