I couldn't post last chapter without this one following right behind. If you like it please review, if you don't like it...don't read more.
This is the longest one i will write.
The only thing i own is my story line, nothing else.
Casey sat at her desk that night thinking of many different ways to get to Derek.
"i could do the classic kluz stuff but he stopped paying attention to that a long time ago unless i really hurt myself and i don't want to do that. I'm not that desperate..yet"
Casey rolls her eyes and starts tapping her fingers on her desk. then it hits her. " i could do the classic flirt in skimpy clothes when we are setting up his room tomorrow. i can't put to much into it or it will bring up today's "hammer" accident.
Casey ran to her dresser picking threw her shorts. she pulled out all of them and they were all picked out with her mom so they were a longer cut that fell half way down her thigh. she knew her sleeping shorts were the length she wanted but she didn't want paint on them, she thought about making her own short shorts but she only had 3 pairs of jeans right now and didn't want to waste any of them by cutting them up. she went over to her wallet and looked in.
"$15 where would i get shorts for that little?" glancing at her alarm clock it was only 6pm and they already ate supper. Derek was in the kitchen grumbling about the stupid rule about the one who cooks doesn't have to clean. starting to give up on that idea she started unpacking her boxes and placing stuff on the shelf Derek had hung for her. when she unwrapped her glass ballerina she started to mentally nag her mother for wrapping it in news paper instead of bubble wrap till she spotted an add for a thrift store.
stopping what she was doing she ran out of her room and straight for the bowl that held there keys to the house and the prince.
"I'm going out and taking the prince, do you want anything?"
as she put her coat on she herd Derek put some dishes down quickly and come running
"you are not taking the prince" he said with anger
" i need it Derek, you can't stop me, you are doing dishes right now and i need something from the store"
"i will drive you, there is no way your driving the prince you will scratch it or forget to lock it so someone would steal it"
"DER'REk"
"Casey no " he went for his leather jacket.
" i don't want you to see what i have to buy" Casey made herself blush hoping it would help her
" why the hell not?" he looked at her with a confused look
She knew the only thing that would make him not what to go along and smiled to herself. she lowered her head and started fidgeting with the keys in her hand.
"well i need um... well its kinda...u know." she leaned into him a little so she could whisper "that time of month" then backed away. Derek didn't need to know she finished her period last week.
" ohh no you did not just say that, my poor ears" Derek took a few steps away from her
"you can come in with me and see where they are kept so you can just get them for me next time" Casey said almost child like. Derek rubbed the back of his neck while still backing away from her. he took his jacket off and tossed it to the coat rack
" come to think of it i almost forgot there is a game i can't miss tonight and it starts in 5 so you go but if you get one scratch on the prince im taking it out on you"
Casey nodded and left the house as fast as she could. she knew she kept a box of tampons in her emergency bag in the trunk.
Derek shivered with horror as soon as she closed the door.
She drove straight to the thrift store. once there she pulled up the collar on her coat tossed on Derek's cap and his sunglasses. she never shopped at a thrift store before and didn't know what to expect. she walked into the front door expecting homeless people and old clothes with hole in them and was totally shocked. The little store was clean and the people walking around had friendly faces . the tension eased out of her as she looked around more. there was clothes for everyone there. whether it be short rounder men to tall muscle ones, pregnant moms to little baby sleepers. the thought of coming here again when she had more money popped into her head and instead of shoving it away she liked it. this was nothing like the stories she herd from the girls she went to school with before moving to Toronto.
Casey went to the section with ladies clothes and found a perfect pair of pants that fit her to the tee and kept looking, there was no way she was going to cut these up they fit better then her $140 jeans and there were only $5. after a few more minutes of looking around she never found a set of shorts that would work with her plans so she headed back to the jeans with a smile on her face, she was glad they didn't sell slutty clothes here. she found a pair of jeans that hugged her bum but looked bad in the legs so she wouldn't feel bad when cutting them apart.
making it back to the car with both pairs of pants Casey grabbed the box of tampons out of the trunk and headed home. she pulled the prince into the driveway and saw Derek standing at the door with his arms crossed, he did not look happy.
tucking the pants into her coat she zipped it up so he wouldn't notice and grabbed the tampons so he would see them first and stepped out. she made sure she added extra drama when she locked the doors knowing he would comment.
"what took you so long the store is only down a few blocks" he asked still not moving away from the door so she could get in.
Casey watched as he looked at the car searching for scratches and when he noticed nothing he looked up at her.
"they were out of the kind i needed" Casey responded walking up to him.
"what the hell is the difference"
Casey lips turned up in an evil smile, she was going to have fun with this one. she walked up to him placing a hand in his chest.
" you see they come in allot of different sizes , some small little things and some..." she started moving her hand down his chest millimetres at a time. leaning right up to him now " and some very large" she purred the last words, she felt Derek shiver slightly. stepping a foot back she leaned against the deck rail. waiting for him to move.
Derek rolled his eyes and walked back inside. Casey giggled and followed him, placing the box in the bathroom, making a mental note to add a box to her emergency bag next time they went shopping, she headed to her room to start making her shorts.
Derek didn't know why he needed to look but he just knew he had to. he moved from his spot on the couch and went to Casey's door.
"you planing on staying in there all night?" he didn't knock or even attempt to go inside, he was not going to mess with her if it was her time... .
Casey's voice sang threw the closed door." yes Der, i feel kinda sleepy so im just going to read a bit then go to bed"
Derek moved to the bathroom and looked at the box she just put on the counter. it read Tampax slender. he flipped it over to read the back, and his eyes almost popped out of his head.' for first time users'
he ran out of there as fast as he could. there was no way he was going to think about how slender her...no no no
Casey stayed up for hours making sure to sow the hem of her new shorts so they looked factory made, after trying them on and being satisfied that she would never wear them out in public cause they were that short she smiled and went to bed ready for the next day.
Casey woke early to make sure she had time to make breakfast. no better way to win a man over then with his favourite chocolate chip pancakes.
she cleaned up after herself that morning not wanting Derek to have anything to complain about that day and carried his plate and a glass of milk to his room.
tapping on his door lightly Casey got no response. she knew she wouldn't but at least she did knock. she pushed open the door with her foot and walked silently up to his bed that was still in the middle of his room cause they needed to paint.
Sitting down on the edge of his bed she lightly whispered his name. nothing happened. she knew if she yelled his name he would wake up but sitting on his bed would be a very bad place. she got another idea. they moved the fan from her room to his to help the paint dry faster, she walked over and turned it on low and placed the pancakes in front of the fan. she watched as Derek moaned then slowly sat up toward the lovely smell.
Rubbing his eyes Derek woke to see Casey in his room, about to yell at her for breaking one of the rules he noticed that she was standing there in her bunny slippers, following the line of her legs the next thing he saw was some really sexy short, short shorts. if she bent over in those he could probably see everything. shaking his head from those thoughts he kept climbing up to her bare skin all sleek and toned from years of dance. her white tank top started only an inch from where her shorts stopped. then he saw them...PANCAKES!
"ohh Space-Case you made pancakes, hey what are you doing in here by the way?"
she rolled her eyes at him of coarse all he would notice was the pancakes she thought to herself, standing there looking like the biggest tramp she could think of next to walking in naked but he would probably notice the pancakes then too.
" I called you for breakfast but you didn't come (she never called), and when i knocked you didn't answer" she looked down hoping she didn't screw up already.
Derek sat up and crossed his legs in front of him causing his blanket to fall from his shoulders and slide down his chest
Casey bit her lip trying to stop the urge to go over there and kiss the same path the sheet did.
It was to early in the morning for Derek to remember to watch his actions. The sexiest girl he knew was standing in his room, in a more then sexy outfit holding her plump little lip in her teeth while serving him his favourite breakfast to him. 'mornings couldn't get much better then this' he thought to himself.
" I know you hate it when you have cold pancakes so i thought i would bring them to you, are you mad?" she looked up then and saw a smile on his face, it was a small one but it was a good start she thought.
handing Derek the pancakes she stepped back once.
Derek took them and started eating right away. after the first one was gone (in less then 30 second) he looked at her while taking a bite of the next one on the stack she made him.
"can i help you?" Derek said with his mouth full.
knowing Casey hated that and she did just bring his food in bed he swallowed fast and said sorry.
"well i was thinking we could get an early start in your room so maybe you wouldn't have to sleep on the couch while waiting for paint to dry, if we start soon it will be dry by bed time"
He watched her squirm as she waited for his response, he was awake now and really didn't want to sleep on the couch even if it was a soft new one so he nodded his head and watched her jump for joy once then head for the tape and start putting it around the window sill as he finished eating.
when he finished, Derek grabbed his paint clothes and his plate and headed to the kitchen, placing his plate on the counter he noticed Casey did the dishes and smile.
"what is that crazy Space-Case up to now" he asked himself then headed to the bathroom to change.
Casey had finished taping the window and was bending over to open the paint can when Derek walked in. He couldn't help but look. her shorts were just that..short but when she bent over like that it actually covered more then he thought (barely), but her ass made the perfect heart shape.
Casey noticed him walk into the room and smiled cause he did exactly like she planed. he paused to look. still bent over she turned her head to talk to him.
"i can't get the lid off this can, can you come help?" feeding his ego was always worth brownie points.
Derek was just about to walk to his bed to stop searing at that perfect ass when Casey turned her head to talk to him. he didn't hear a word she said, all he could picture was his hands grabbing her hips and grinding his pelvis into her as she watched.
"Der? are you okay?" Casey asked in her sweet voice as she straightened up and turned to look at him fully.
noticing her stand Derek had to snap out of his day dream or he would of lost control. so he cleared his thought and walked out of his room. with his back to her so she couldn't see the effect she had on him, he headed for the bathroom again.
"ya just need to brush my teeth" his voice was shaking ,scared to say anything else he closed the bathroom door and leaned against it .
'Did she not know what she was doing?, how could she not, is she trying to drive me crazy? does she like me?, could i do anything?, no no shes my sister...wait no step sister, ya there is a step in there.' Derek tryed to calm himself down. ...Grandma, rotten fruit, bugs, mice eww mice. nothing worked. facing the inevitable Derek did the only thing he thought would work to release the tension he felt for her.
walking over to the shower he turned on only the cold water then striped off the clothes he just put on , then stepped under the spray. he was freezing but it did nothing to ease his erection. releasing a sigh of frustration he turned the water to warm and looked down at himself.
Casey noticed the shower turn on and wondered over to the door. after a few minutes she could hear his teeth clatter .' he must be having a cold shower' she thought to herself with a smile on her face. just as she was about to walk away she herd his sigh. trying the knob she discovered he left it unlocked. she knew it was wrong and if he ever caught her she would be a dead girl. she couldn't resist she had to know if she effected him like he did to her so she opened the door just an inch so she could see the mirror. she watched Derek stand straight up and she felt the temperature in the room start to warm up and she watched on.
Derek closed his eyes, pictured the woman in the next room, she was driving him crazy. it was bad when cold showers wouldn't even reduce the growth she gave him. knowing he had her waiting to work he had to hurry.
Running a hand down his own chest he grabbed his manhood and started to imagine how it was her hand on him instead of his own. starting slow his hand worked back and forth on his shaft.
Casey's eyes were shifting back and forth from his face ,where he was biting his lower lip to keep his own moans in, down his chiseled chest to his manhood. it was HUGE. Casey slipped her own hand into her shorts and started rubbing herself at the same pace he was using. if he slowed so did she and as his pace picked up..well you get the hint.
Derek couldn't help a few moans from escaping when he was reaching his peek. just as the last shudder left his body he heard something strange. looking up all he saw was the steam on the mirror but the door was slightly ajar. "did i just see..no she wouldn't. but i closed the door"
Casey watched Derek bring himself to she was not far from it herself. just as she was about to reach her own point of bliss her knees buckled and she stumbled a little and hit the wall to catch herself. knowing he must of heard her she pulled her other hand out of her own pants and ran to the kitchen. he had to at least shut off the water and wrap in a towel so she grabbed the left overs from last night and tossed them into the micro weave quickly pushing 3 minutes on the timer she hurried back to the counter and hopped up and tryed to slow her heart rate and breathing before he got out.
the timer was at 2 minutes and 38 second when he came into the kitchen to find her on the counter.
" were you just in the hallway? " he asked
Casey kept her eyes on the micro weave cause she knew her cheeks would be red with blush.
"nope sorry, i couldn't get the paint open so after i tossed the paint brush down i came in here to eat something" Casey was very proud of herself for her voice not cracking.
Derek stepped a little toward her "didn't you eat pancakes or did you make them for me?"
Casey had 4 years of fast learning of how to lie to him " I tryed one but it was to sweet for me, that's why you got them". she jumped off the counter. she knew he wanted her so now it was time for the fighting to keep him interested. "did you think i made them just for you?" she let out a little laugh, finally turning to him " you my dear Derek are just my trash can" she placed a hand on his arm as she walked past him and headed for her room.
Derek caught her arm. "aren't you going to eat what you just heated up" he asked then raised one eye brow.
Casey knew if she didn't finish what she started in the hall that she would be on edge the rest of the day, looking up at him she answered "the sight of you in a towel just made my guts turn, cant you get dressed already. I'm going to go think up a punishment for you breaking a rule" and she pulled her arm from his grip and walked to her room
She knew that time was short so she locked her door, crawled onto her bed and replayed the images of him in the shower.
Derek stood in the kitchen not knowing what to do. if his body repulsed her as much as she just said then there was no way that her little show this morning was real. what was he going to do?.
