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(mf-teens, youths, inc, rom) *** 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. 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