His sister, Karen

{if firstdance<2}The more he thought about it, the more this dance was a landmine. If he was going to shed his nerd past, he needed to dance with several of the most attractive women. On the other hand, he was certain to piss off girls who liked him if he didn't get around to them fast enough. He figured that his sister was a safe choice. Nobody could fault him for dancing with his sister, after all.{endif}

"Want to dance?" he asked Karen.

She gave him a look. "Isn't there a saying about 'kissing your sister'?"

Yeah, there probably was. On the other hand, he certainly wanted to do more than kiss her.

"Up to you," he said.

"Fine. Let's dance."

The music didn't get any better but the hard beat continued and he pulled Karen out on the dance floor.

Considering the number of people at the dance, the floor itself was quite empty. A couple of couples were dancing, and maybe five pair of girls were dancing with each other. Mostly, though, the girls were sitting around in small groups talking to each other while the guys were standing in other groups, also talking to each other. Pretty much like Matt had done at both of the dances he'd attended back at Aaron Burr HS.

When it came to dancing with his sister, Matt didn't have to do much. He tried to move to the rhythm and watched Karen wiggle her body in ways he hadn't realized were possible. Her breasts seemed to move one way, her hips another, while her waist was going somewhere else entirely. It was strangely erotic and definitely brought to mind the question of what his dick would feel like if it was inside of her while she was making those moves. All of which made his dancing a little... stiff.

{if Karen>30}Karen's eyes widened when she saw the ridge in his jeans and she gave him a grin. "So you like what you see?"

"Uh-huh."

"My brother the pervert." She turned away from him, then pressed her ass against his crotch, twerking until he could barely restrain himself from coming.{endif}

As the music ended abruptly, indicating the end of the number... Matt wouldn't have been able to tell from any other sign... Karen grabbed his hand and dragged him back to where Amy stood alone, looking forlornly at the dancers. {if amydance=false}"Ask her to dance, idiot," his sister whispered.{endif}